《One punch man (My style version)》Chapter 1
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Dialing the Hero Association number Saitama, boiled some hot water.
Adding hot chocolate powder to his cup he waited for the water to boil.
''Hello, this is Beard man calling for Hero Association.'' Said Bearded Man.
''This is Saitama from Class B.'' Said Saitama.
''Oh Saitama, what could you be calling the Hero Association for, may I ask.'' Said Beard Man.
''Oh, would you be kind enough to tell me, the whereabouts of Fubuki number.'' Said Saitama.
''Sure not a problem, but could you tell me why.'' Said Beard Man.
''Yeah, it has to do between our plans.'' Said Saitama.
''What plans.'' Said Beard man.
''Amergancy's.'' Said Saitama as he burned his hand a little.
''Are you under attack? by any chance.'' Said Beard Man.
''No that's not it, it's for personal reasons only.'' Said Saitama.
''Oh my bad, my mistake.'' Said Beard Man.
''Nevermind that, could you tell me her number.'' Said Saitama.
''It's 44X-221-011.'' Said Beard Man.
''Thanks, a lot.'' Said Saitama.
''No problem.'' Said Beard Man.
After drinking a sip of his hot chocolate, he looked at his phone and started dialing.
''This should be right 44X-221-011.'' Said Saitama Clicking the call button.
Drinking his hot cocoa, he waited patiently for a response.
''Hello, this Fubuki on the line.'' Said Fubuki drinking her milkshake.
''Hey this is Saitama.'' Said Saitama.
''Whats-up?.'' Said Fubuki.
''Could I visit you today.'' Said Saitama.
''Sure, nothings on my schedule.'' Said Fubuki as her eyes shined, imagining things.
''Ah, were are you by any chance.'' Said Saitama.
''By McDonald's, in the city over yours, in 48 Kaza street.'' Said Fubuki.
''Ah thanks, I'll meet you there.'' Said Saitama hanging up.
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''What could he be up to.'' Said Fubuki.
Heading out to with his usual shorts and, jackets on.
Saitama Heading out the building towards the train station, heading towards the nearest train station.
When at the station Saitama sighed.
Going on the train.
Waiting for the train to head to the city he was heading to.
After minutes of waiting, Saitama got off the train that led to the next city weir Fubuki was.
When walking towards the streets were Fubuki was, he could see Fubuki dressed up like it was summer.
When walking towards the seat where it was in front of Fubuki was, Fubuki looking at her phone, asked why Saitama was here.
''Hey Fubuki.'' Said Saitama.
''Yeah.'' Said Fubuki.
''Look we need to talk.'' Said Saitama holding Fubuki's hands.
''Uh, what are you doing.'' Said Fubuki looking straight at Saitama's face.
''Do you.'' Said Saitama.
''Huh, do you want to create a group.'' Said Fubuki as Saitama turned his head signaling no.
''Do you want to go out?.'' Said Saitama.
''Say what again.'' Said Fubuki spiting her milkshake out of her mouth dramatically.
''Do you want to go out.'' Said Saitama.
With a minute of silence, passing by Fubuki turned her hat down on her face.
''Sorry, but only if.'' Said Fubuki.
''What do you want.'' Said Saitama.
''Only if you join my group.'' Said Fubuki.
''Well, that sums up our conversation.'' Said Saitama Leaving.
''Wait noo.'' Shouted Fubuki Dramaticly crying.
''Well that's what I expected, she's only sticking with me to use me.'' Said Saitama walking away.
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