*First person pov*

I was running all over the place, this time I was able to protect everyone. I was healing a young woman, who broke her leg and lots of burns quickly. "SAITAMA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" I yelled, it look like he was in deep thought as he stared at Sonic. "DAMMIT ALL! I'VE HAD ENOUGH! I'LL HANDLE SONIC MYSELF!!" I yelled as I ran out of my healing station, which was inside a huge yellow shield sphere with all the injured and refugees. I got pretty much everyone inside, so I don't have to worry about some dumbfucks running around like a chicken with their head cut off. My body starts glowing blue, and I felt as light as a feather. I jumped up to Sonic, who was in the air throwing shurikens everywhere.

I throw a punch but in a blink of an eye he caught my fist with no trouble. "You're pretty fast... but not fast enough. DON'T GET IN MY WAY, YOU'RE NOT MY TARGET!!" Sonic yelled then pulled out a kunai. My eyes widened, then in another blink of a eye, Saitama was right behind Sonic. He karate chopped Sonic's head, which send him flying down in another blink of an eye, causing a crater in the ground. Luckily, Sonic let go of me when he got hit so he didn't drag me down. Saitama and I landed on the ground, he landed gracefully while I landed on my hands and knees. I just stared at the knocked out body of Sonic... and the huge fucking crater. I rigidly turned my head to Saitama in shock.

How.... how is he so strong? Looking at him... he didn't put any effort into knocking out Sonic... what exactly is the extent of his power? "Whew! So I guess as it turns out, I did my job." Saitama said, rubbing his shoulder. I... I have no fucking words. "Well it's nice seeing you Rei or Rena, whatever your name is, I'm going home..." Saitama said, walking away. "W-Wait!" I yelled, getting Saitama's attention. I want to be his Sidekick...... if we have the same beliefs. Well, even if we don't have the same beliefs, I need to stay by his side because clearly he is destructive and it might costs many lives. "Why... Why did you become a Hero?" I asked him and he blinks. "I'm a Hero for fun. I'm not here for fortune or fame.... I just do it for fun. Now is that it? I'm going home now, I'm tired..." Saitama said, then turning to walk away again. ...It's him. It has to be. "Hey!" I said, standing up.

He turned to me again, with an annoyed face. "I... Let me be your Sidekick." I said confidently. He stared at me. "Yeah, no way in hell." Saitama said, then walking away. "W-Wait!" I yelled, grabbing his shoulder. "Hear me out! I can see that you're strong... so strong that it's immeasurable. So strong that it seems like you don't need a runt weakling like me. But, let's be honest here, you do. Great power comes with great fucking destruction, causing casualties. That's why I come in. While you go all out in power, destroying everything, I can protect the civilians with my strong ass shields, heal the dumbass civilians, and if I could, I give them my speed power so they can get the fuck out. Please, take me on as your Sidekick!" I said, pleadingly. He stared at me, then sighed. "Fine." Saitama gave in, and I silently 'yes'. "I won't let you down!" I yelled, then running back to my makeshift tent for the injured and refuge to heal the rest of the injured.

Time skip~

Sonic was put in jail, thank fucking god. A fucker like him should stay in jail. I was planning on going over to Saitama's apartment... lucky for me, he lives in the shit city called Z-City like me. I got on my motorcycle, then turned it on. I started heading to the supposed place Saitama lives in... I don't know, I just read in the Hero handbook. Also, I registered myself to be Saitama's Sidekick, despite some people's protest as well as the civilians. They just can't believe I would choose the 'weakest' Hero to Sidekick for. But why the fuck should I care about what they say? Be happy we're protecting your shit crusted asses. So, the recent Hero handbook I was in it as Saitama's Sidekick. Hell, they even have a special page for me and they came over to my place to take pictures of me.

I stopped my motorcycle in front of an apartment complex, then parked it. I took off my helmet and got off my bike. I walked up the steps of the apartment, then stopped in front of I think it was his door. I knocked on it and a few seconds later, the door opened to reveal.... someone other than Saitama. It was a robot in a cleaning outfit... a robot maid? That's fucking awesome. "Do you need something?" Robot asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Uhh... wait." I said, then looking over him. I recognize him... he was with Saitama at the Hero exams. "So, do you know where Saitama is? Are you like his robot maid or his bitch or something?" I asked him. "What?" Robot said, annoyed looking face on his face.

"Oh wait... you're a robot... do I need to talk slower? Where.... is... your.... master?" I asked the robot again, talking slower this time. "I can understand you just fine. No, I'm not a robot maid, I'm his student." Robot said, kinda pissed off. "Oh... so you're like a person. Okay... so where is Saitama Robot bitch?" I asked him. A tick mark on his head appears. "He's out right now." Robot growled at me, glaring at me. "Okay then. Let me inside so I can wait for the bastard." I said as I tried entering, but he blocked me. "What business do you have with Saitama-sensei?" Robot said, and I groaned. "You're his student, yet you don't know anything? Clueless Robot bitch, I'm his Sidekick." I said, pulling out my Sidekick badge that shows that I'm Saitama's Sidekick. Robot looked at it, then glared at me stepping aside. "Don't touch ANYTHING." Robot said, a threatening aura around him.

"Whatever, you gotta name?" I said as I lied down on I think Saitama's futon. His apartment is small... and shit. "Genos." Robot spat, then went into a different room to do whatever he was doing. "Don't ya want to know my name?" I asked as I crawled over to the room he went into... the bathroom. He was scrubbing the toilet. "No, why do I want to know a name of a rival?" Genos said, and a question mark appeared on my head. "Rival? For what?" I asked as I sat against the wall. "Attention." Genos said seriously, and I stared blankly at him. "Seriously? What, are you like his 6 year old brat?" I said, snickering. "No. I'm 19." Genos said, finishing up cleaning the toilet. "Really? That makes both of us. Anyways, my name is Takashiro Ren." I said I pulled a hair clip out of my pocket then clipped my hair up behind my head, it was hot in here. Does Saitama not use the A/C? "So, you a Hero?" I asked Genos.

"Yeah." Genos said, walking out the bathroom. "Really? What class and rank? I bet you have a worse rank than Saitama, since he is your teacher." I said as I crawled back to the main room. The tick mark on his head grows."No. I am S-Class Rank 17." Genos answered, and my mouth dropped. "Oh, so you were one of the guys who didn't show up to meet me and see if I'll be your Sidekick. Why didn't you come?" I asked Genos. "I don't need someone as weak as you. You'll just drag me down." Genos said, and I narrowed my eyes. "Mhm. Sure brat, but in reality, you might just be as weak as any other C-Class Hero. I mean, you, a S-Class Hero, did ask Saitama, a C-Class Hero, to work under him as a student. You must be pretty weak, huh?" I said, and Genos's eyes narrowed. "If that was the case... then why didn't you come get my help? As a Sidekick, I could give you allllll the help you need, since you won't be able to anything without me since you're weak.

And come to think of it.... Saitama's power is immeasurable so why don't you give your place up to Saitama, hm?" I asked him, and he growls. "Shut the hell up." Genos growled at me, and I stood up. "Make me asshole." I said, and all of a sudden Genos's body starts glowing red. "I will." Genos said, and I glared at him. The front door opens revealing Saitama with groceries. "I'm home." Saitama said, and I looked over at him with a smile on my face. "Ren? What are you doing here?" Saitama said, and I smiled. "Hiiiiiii! I dropped by, but your friend here is kinda mean... is he on his man period?" I said, pointing to a fuming Genos beside me. "Saitama-sensei, I do not accept you judgment to have her as your Sidekick. She is rude and unacceptable. Please reconsider." Genos said, crossing his arms. "Seeeeee? I haven't done anything wrong... yet this shithead is being a bitch about it." I said, glaring at him. "Just shut up you two," Saitama rubbed his head. "Why are you here, Ren?" Saitama said, and I grinned.

"Well, if I'm gonna Sidekick for you, I want to get to know you. Is it really that bad?" I asked Saitama, then sitting down. He stared at me then sighed. "Fine. But you're out of here by 9:00." Saitama said, and I checked the clock and it said 8:30. "Ehhhhh!? Then I only have 30 minutes here!" I said as I flailed my arms. "Then make your questions quick." Saitama said, and he pulled out a lot, and I mean a lot of kombu. Why does he need so much for? He puts it on the stove, and boils it. I took a quick peek outside, and I noticed Genos was too. "What you doing, you flamebrained robot!?" I hissed at Genos. "I'm curious." Genos said, and we both stared at the huge pile of kombu outside the door. "What do you think it's for?" Genos asked me, and I shrugged. "I heard there is a home remedy for bald heads that uses kombu... but it's not like a clueless robot like you would know." I answered. We came to realization, as  we both looked at each other.

We walk back inside into the kitchen doorway, looking at Saitama. "There's a lot of kombu outside..." I trailed off. "Why all this?" Genos finished for me. "Ah, what was it again... Err.... It was cheaper this way." Saitama said as he sweated a little, then poking the kombu down in the boiled water. He picks a piece up, examining it with a smile on his face. I knew it.... It seemed like Genos was thinking the same thing, so he said something about it. "I heard from Ren that it'd be good for the hair, I can tell you now that this will not make your hair grow back as this has not been proven as a genuine medicine. Usually, when you try other methods, no mistakes are possible. For example, if you take them from this spot-" "DON'T EVEN TRY SAYING IT!" I sighed. Genos... you oblivious motherfucker.