Saitama was walking along the pavement. He was coming from his work. The street wasn't crowded. When he gets the ladder to go to another side of the road. He heard some noises. He saw that there is no one, then he turned to see the other side and come down from the ladder and saw a group of delinquents is molesting a woman, But he can't see any of the faces as their backs were facing him and even if they look at him still, can't see any of them face explicitly because of the dark and the street light wasn't helpful to see their faces due to distance.
"Leave the woman alone you guys,' He said, not emphasizing his voice at all.
They all turned to him. "What do you care you punk? Get out of here. don't need any hero to save this woman," one of the men said, irritating by a unexpected interruption.
"You should let her go," he said with same voice. He does not want to get into flight with them. Of course, the fighting seems the option when these pricks don't listen to him. However, it would more like beating to them rather than fighting to them.
"I said, get out of here you punk," howled another man while approaching him and making a punch towards Saitama's face but he dodged that Punch very easily and smoothly.
"I guess, I have no choice, then,"
Saitama said with a sigh. He was about to make all of them knock out. But all of them broke in on by none other than that woman.
"Okay, that's enough, I'm going from here. you idiots do whatever you like," Fubuki disparaged who was standing behind.
One of the men grabbed her wrist before she could turn to leave.
"Where are you going you chick? We haven't done anything to have a fan with you. Ever such beauty like you should spend a night with us," the man said as he licked his lips and giving his nasty smile.
"Do you really wanna do this?" She asked nonchalantly. But her words like a warning. if those nasty men can understand what she means. Guess what? Unfortunately, They didn't understand.
"Of course, the chick like you..." Before he could finish.
She used her psychic power and made all of them knocked out at once.
"So, you can save yourself then why this act?" Asked Saitama to her.
"Who the devil you are?" she asked, annoying and not giving his answer to his query.
"Are you serious? I came to rescue you and you are all doing acting of getting into trouble all by yourself deliberately and Give some gratitude at least. "
"I didn't ask you to save me. Did I?"
"Now, clear off from my sight." using her psychic power on him but he didn't budge from his place.
she flabbergasted. why didn't her powers knock him out?
"How is this possible?" She mumbled.
"What are you muttering?" He asked.
She used again her psychic power but it is vain because it wasn't making him even budge from his place.
"I'm going home," he said not really caring what was she trying to get using her powers on him. Sure, the woman is insane.
He turned to leave her. But Fubuki moved forward and pulled his hand to stop him and he turned to her.
They were able to get a better look at each other faces. She stared at him. He was a handsome man. Might be around his age. His radiant black hair were a little mess. The kind of mess that make a man look kind and cute simultaneously, but the pair of his dark charcoal eyes frowned at her, and asking her what's wrong with her stopping him like that.
She hurriedly let his hand go and little embarrassed by her act. She glad that it is the night. He can't see her blushing face. But she composed it with an annoying look on her face.
"Why my power is not affecting you at all?"
Satama was beforehand annoyed because of her absurd act. Nonetheless, he can't deny that she is the most beautiful woman He ever saw in his real life.
"I don't know," he said, shrugging his shoulder.
"I wanna fight with you," she proclaimed, and challenging him.
"No, I'm heading home and you should you as well."
"I insist," she wasn't listen to him.
"Look, I alrea.."
"Fight with me if you win whatever you say I will do," she said and forestalled him.
There was a pause.
This woman looks out of her mind. Apparently, she is too desperate to fight with me that I don't think, she would let me go until I fight with her. He thought, and he was convinced that woman is definitely insane. But he didn't mind a little entertainment with this insane beauty.
"Whatever I say?" He asked, elevating his one eyebrow.
"Yes!!" Sure, she is desperate.
"Then, what about you if you win?" He asked.
"You have to do nothing."
"Okay, but are you sure that you wanna fight with me?" He asked her reassuring that she wanna this.
"100%!" She said eagerly, not really reckoning that she would get defeated.
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Both of them were in the park.
Fubuki was worn out fighting with him and taking heavy breaths, simultaneously she tried to get away from his grip around her slim waist. Her breast was against his firm chest. She embarrassed stucking in this kind of situation, her heart beating wildly. She was certain that the man is not affected by this closeness. And, Her efforts to push him away was futile to attempt to free from the unyielding grip of his arm.
"It's no use." He said with a smile. Clearly, he was enjoying this.
"Do you want to get out of it?" He asked.
Her angry eyes looked up at him from beneath her long eyelashes. And she realised that the man is nothing but more powerful than she can imagine. Here she losing breaths while he is as if he came to see some entertaining show. She didn't say anything.
"I am not letting you go Unless you say that I win."
She doesn't have a choice. The man was strong. She bit her lips, and said eventually.
"You win." And he let go her as losen his grip. And she took a step back.
"As you said if I win then I will ask you whatever I want," He said and smirked.
"Yeah. Yeah. I know. so, tell me quickly," she was annoyed, embarrassed.
"Now, you look in a hurry. From your facial appearance, it's your first time losing a fight to someone else. I'm right ?"He said and amusing himself by her facial expressions.
"I take it as yes. as you turned into a taciturn."
"first off, you shouldn't use your power for challenging people. It shouldn't be mattered who is more powerful. You should understand that."
"Who are you lecturing me, my father?" she frowned.
"Just spit it out what do you want?"
"Okay, let me make this to you special. I should ask you to do something absurd. As you were doing out there for a while with men," He said and looking her annoyed face.
"By the way, What's your name?" He asked.
"Fubuki" she mumbled, however, he was able to catch her name.
"Kiss me" as he said she starts.
"What!!"
Astonishing at his words. She looks at him if it is a hoax. But she didn't find anything like that.
"Kiss me, Ms. Fubuki," he reiterated and smirked.
"No, I heard it. But, I can do something else except this one."
He pretended to think something else. She looked at his handsome face. She can't deny that she is attracting toward him. But the defeat made her start. It's annoying her already.
"Nothing is there I can come up with and you already said it that whatever, and you can't back out of what you said before. I don't think you can," he said.
"And, it is not like that it is your first kissing a man," He said and there was a pause, but she quickly finds words to say.
"What nonsense you are talking, of course, I...i have kiss a...man." She stumbled. Saitama smiled and delighted.
"You never kissed a man before," He stated and far fetched for him to believe it.
Blood rushed up her face and making her white skin pink.
"What... the hell are you saying. It is not true." Of course, she knows it was true.
She stopped talking, as Saitama took a step forward, dismissed the distance between them. And her heart punded, so did his. He pulled her chin and her emerald eyes met his. She is too shock to react. He attracted to her just like a magnet pulled a iron. Not just because of her captivating beauty. But because of her.
"I am revered to be your first kiss." He said. She didn't replied, he closed the distance and pressed his lips against hers, and her eyes spontaneously closed.