Domestic Heroism
Saitama finishes watering his new cactus and pulls open the sliding screen door connecting his balcony from the rest of his apartment. His eyes scan the interior of his new home. Two bedrooms, a nice bathroom, a wide-open common room. Even a fancy dining area. “Wow. This place is nicer than that old apartment.”
His ears perk up a clanking sound from the kitchen.
“Genos!”
He peeks his head from around the corner separating the kitchen from the rest of the apartment. “It’s nice, isn’t it? This place is a steal.”









