Saitama didn't know how to feel about his current predicament. When he was about to enter his apartment building, he had been stopped by someone that he had recognized quite easily. This same person insisted to enter Saitama's house, which greatly annoyed the bald Hero who wanted to watch tv, or read a manga, or eat chips.....Or just do something that wasn't sitting in front of an A-Class Hero that was freaking him out with his glare.
"So....You are Blast right ?" Asked the man.
"Yup. What ? Disappointed by my looks ? "Asked Saitama, thinking that the hero was gonna tell him how weird or bland he looked. However he didn't think the man would just snort, as if he was told a bad joke.
"Do you think that just because i'm handsome and dress better than most heroes, i think appearence is this important ? Because i can already tell you it's not. I respect power, justice and determination." Said the man. Saitama was quite taken aback by that, but didn't show it. He did hear what the hero told him, but he wasn't sure he was supposed to react. The man's appearence didn't really went well with what he just said. He was a tall and lean-built young man with messy, shoulder-length light blue hair and yellow eyes, though Saitama could swear he saw those eyes switch to a dangerous red for a second. The man was wearing a white jacket over a gray shirt with a green circle necklace and black trousers. This man was Amai Mask, Rank 1 A-Class Hero.
" Well, even if you say that, you're still looking at me with something akin to deep hatred. I can help but ask myself why you would look at me like that. Actually i'm also wondering why you're acting like that. Ain't you supposed to hide your emotions behind that mask of perfectness and happiness you always wear when you're talking to other people ?" Asked Saitama. Again he thought the Hero would snap at him, but he was wrong again. The A-Class hero actually began to chuckle, keeping his head low with his hair shadowing his eyes. He then looked up straight in Saitama's eyes.
"You're right, i feel a deep hatred towards you. If you wonder why, it's quite simple....."Started Amai Mask, before he turned around and looked outside the window." I hate how you're both a Hero and a Monster. How you can be useless and useful at the same time. Everytime i think you're too lazy to be considered a true Hero, you save thousands of people by ending the lives of monsters that shouldn't even have been born."Said Amai Mask, but he then muttered something so low that even Saitama had trouble hearing what he said." I think i hate the fact that you were not here to lead us all, and make sure that the association wouldn't be full of pathetic waste of flesh, like it is now."
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"Well, i know i should've been here, but honestly i've always been a Hero for fun. I never did want to become a pro hero. But then, i realized that it might be a good idea to work along fellow Heroes." Said Saitama simply. Amai Mask twitched but kept his composure.
"For fun, huh ? You think that all of this is fun?!" Yelled Amai Mask, grabbing Saitama and lifted him off the ground." WHAT ABOUT THOSE DAMN MONSTERS THAT TERRORIZE HUMANS DAILY?! WHAT ABOUT ALL THOSE POOR PEOPLE WHO CAN'T EVEN DEFEND THEMSELVES?!" Shouted Amai Mask, totally out of character. It was quite hard for him to not be angry, he was facing someone that could easily save more people than every heroes could, even if they all sided up.
Amai Mask was about to shout once again, but then hissed in pain when Saitama's grabbed his face, forcing Amai Mask to put him down.
"What about that, huh ?" Asked Saitama. Instead of lifting up Amai Mask, he banged the Hero's face on the wall, splattering said wall with blood coming from the Hero's broken nose."Well it's quite simple. I'll just do my job. Save people and kick monsters' asses. You don't seem to understand something. I don't care about other things. I just do my job, because i like it. I like saving people and killing monsters. That's why i do it for fun, because it's funny." Said Saitama, an eerie smile on his face.
Amai Mask smiled, got up and walked to Saitama. When he was just a few inches away from the Bald Hero, he took Saitama's hand shook it.
"I hope you'll be as good as i always thought you were. I became a Hero because i wanted to be like you. To destroy monsters and save people. I felt as if i was made for it. Then celebrity came, and i just rolled with it. However i'll always be a Hero, and if you truly deserves your title of best Hero in the world, then........You'll be the only person in the world that i respect with all my heart. A good day to you, Blast." Said Amai Mask, as he made his way to the door. When he reached it, ready to exite Saitama's apartment, the man talked to him.
"As i said to Agoni, i won't look like this when i'll be Blast. When i'm like that, simply call me Saitama........When i'm like this, i'm just a simple C-Class Hero." Said Saitama, not even looking at Amai Mask.
"Yeah......Though i don't think the best Hero in the world will stay a C-Class Hero for long. Then again i don't care, just do your job and make sure that those fake Heroes understand what the title of professional Hero entails." Said Amai Mask, opening the door and closing it behind him, but not before he heard a "Yeah sure, Fake A-Class Hero." from Saitama.
"Hn.........You might actually deserve this title more than i first thought."Said Amai Mask, before finally leaving, satisfied by this discussion. He was so focused on his thoughts, that he didn't notice a strange creature flying above Saitama's apartment building. Though he did notice that there were a little too much mosquitoes in the Ghost Town.