One Punch of Justice

This is an extra story, the story takes place in the original world of Saitama.

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"Please give me two roasted sweet potatoes."

With heavy snowfall, Saitama, dressed in thick winter clothes, hat and scarf, stood in front of the stall selling roasted sweet potatoes. As he spoke, the hot mist came out of his mouth.

Today is Christmas.

KING invited Saitama and Janos to visit his house.

Jenos will be a little late to deal with the disaster, so Saitama is the only one walking in the snow now.

Although I don’t really care about things like festivals, since I have received an invitation, bring some gifts over...

Saitama thought so.

Then I took the two roasted sweet potatoes packaged by the boss and prepared to pay.

but……

"……scare?"

Touching the empty pockets, the corners of Saitama's mouth twitched: "...My wallet...it seems to be lost. I remember to bring it with you when I go out."

Having said that, Saitama habitually looked around.

After confirming that no Fuyuki was found, Saitama's face was full of regrets visible to the naked eye.

"That... please wait a moment, I'll go back and look for it."

Saitama gave the roasted sweet potatoes to the boss, put his hands in his pockets, and walked back along his footprints when he came. He looked carefully, but unfortunately he didn't find anything after walking two streets.

Fortunately, the snow is a bit heavy today.

There was almost no one on the road.

So you don’t have to worry about being picked up by others...

"I found my wallet again!!!"

Ugh!?

Saitama was still looking for it with his head down. Suddenly he heard an excited voice not far ahead. He raised his head and found a middle-aged man with a little red eyes smiling. He was holding it by accident. Lost wallet.

"Thank the Buddha, thank the Buddha..."

As soon as Saitama walked over, he heard the middle-aged man muttering incessantly, and then he put it in his pocket and was about to leave.

"...Hey, it's mine, don't just stuff it into your own pocket."

Hearing Saitama’s voice, the middle-aged man turned his head very vigilantly, clutching his pocket and purse inside, and looking up and down at Saitama a few times before sneered: "Don’t think I will be fooled. This is a gift from the Buddha. What you gave me, I said you...have an honest face, it's not good to lie casually, you will get retribution!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Saitama looked at a loss: "I want to buy baked sweet potatoes, and quickly return my wallet."

"Ahem..."

The middle-aged man not only had red eyes, but his face was also pale unhealthy. After coughing twice, he appeared a little impatient: "You fellow, stop pestering me! I said that this is what the Buddha gave me. Get out of the way! Don't delay my time! I'm going to buy tribute!"

At this point, Saitama is no longer eager to get back his wallet.

Instead, he became interested in the "Buddha" that this person repeatedly mentioned.

"Buddha? What is that?"

Saitama blinked: "And you are sick, would it be better not to go out?"

"Huh, what do you know..."

The middle-aged man turned around and walked away in the wind and snow: "This kind of small illness, with the blessing of the Buddha, will soon heal... Whether it is pain or disease, none of it can hurt me..."

Saitama glanced at him: "Oh."

"...You don't seem to believe it at all."

The middle-aged man’s faith was questioned, and he was unhappy at the time: “You don’t understand anything at all. There is a statue of a god enshrined in Tennoji Temple. As long as you enshrine him, you can get good luck. He won't come to us, he is the true god..."

"That's it."

Saitama nodded clearly, and asked seriously, "So did he show you his ID card?"

...

"You stupid!"

The middle-aged man slapped his face suddenly, feeling like an idiot: "Talking to you is a waste of my time! It is because of the existence of the Buddha that the temple has not been attacked by weird people. By the way, Since enshrining the Buddha, I have often picked up my wallet..."

Saitama was full of black lines: "Hey, in front of the owner, you really dare to say..."

...

that's it.

Because of this middle-aged man’s stubbornness and Saitama’s curiosity about "Buddha", Saitama walked with the middle-aged man for a long time in a snowy day, and finally found an unclosed convenience store and bought a lot of seasonal fruits. In his arms, he walked back hard against the wind and snow.

Rare peace.

In this kind of weather, even weirdos are not willing to go out...

It's been a long time.

Saitama followed the middle-aged man to a temple in the wilderness.

Although there was heavy snow outside and even the streets of the city were uninhabited, there were unexpectedly many people lined up religiously on the steps in front of the temple.

The middle-aged men from the back also lined up.

Saitama went straight to the door, looked inside, and then saw all kinds of people and heard such a wish...

"Please bless me with the first prize in the next lottery!"

"Buddha, please let the second tornado of the S rank fall in love with me, please!"

"Me! Me! I want to marry Sweetheart Mask!"

"I have donated a lot of money, Buddha, please let the president of my competitor's company be hit by a car and die!"

"Buddha, let me be the grandson of tycoon Algni!"

...

The Buddha statue standing in the middle of the temple folded his hands together, listening to such words in his ears, neither happy nor sad.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, but the line is getting longer and longer.

at last……

"Rumble!!!"

In the mountain, a snowman that was huge enough to cover the sky was condensed into shape, with scarlet eyes and even fangs!

"I'm Grandpa Snowman!"

The extremely huge snowman roared to the sky: "Because it is too huge and close to the sun, I have to endure the heavy snow for a week to show up. My dear snowman son and snowman grandson are dead, and I want to avenge humanity!!! "

The sound was deafening, resounding through the valley!

Although the people in front of the temple panicked, they did not lose their minds. They still tightly surrounded the temple, holding on to the pillars, believing that this Buddha statue could help them alleviate disasters.

unfortunately……

"call!!!"

The blizzard is whizzing by!

Grandpa Snowman just took a breath and uprooted the entire temple and blew it into the sky!

Cold and weightless!

It wasn't until the most direct horror was clearly faced that I realized the trembling deep into the soul!

"what!!!"

Screams and crying were mixed.

People were desperate, collapsed, and even screamed at the Buddha statues that had been faithful in the previous second.

then.

At this most desperate moment!

Suddenly a figure jumped up, holding the roof with one hand against the blizzard and pressing the whole temple back to the ground!

"boom!!!"

After a loud noise, the snow cleared.

"I said you guys..."

On the roof, the plush hat did not know where it was blown.

The scarf was raised, and a bald head stood there, maintaining a punch posture.

In front of him, there was a snowman in the sky with a huge hole several thousand meters in diameter in his chest.

Close your fists and look back.

Saitama glanced at the people who were paralyzed in the snow: "...people, it's better to rely on yourself."

After a short silence, cheers and crying sounded again.

Someone thanked Saitama.

It is a very perfunctory tone.

Because the rest of their lives have to vent their anger to calm their emotions.

The former believers took up the Buddha statue, threw it down the mountain with abomination, cursing the most vicious curse in their mouths, and then dispersed within a short time.

But the middle-aged man did not leave.

He knelt on the ground as if his life collapsed, and the fruit was spilled on the ground, and he kept muttering and repeating: "I obviously spent so much money to worship him, but he couldn't even protect me..."

"It is the convenience store that makes money."

I don’t know when, Saitama walked to his side and squatted down, and then glanced at the place where the tribute was originally placed in the tattered temple: “And things were just left there and broken... In fact, this'Buddha' is simply Didn't you take anything?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and seemed a little unwilling: "But I bought the best incense..."

"Ah, there are often such things."

Saitama nodded: "Mother will put the green pepper in the child's bowl, but the child may not like it... So, can you give me your wallet?"

...

Taking the wallet back, Saitama did not continue to buy baked sweet potatoes.

Going to the foot of the mountain, looking at the Buddha statue lying in the snow, Saitama reached out and helped him up.

"It's really idle, those people..."

Saitama patted the snow on his hands and turned around to leave.

But at this moment, there was a sound of shoes stepping on the snow not far away.

Saitama looked back, but found that it was a little girl whose face was flushed with cold.

She saw the Buddha statue with a happy smile on her face. She seemed to be relieved. Then she took down the red gloves from her hands very religiously and placed them in front of the Buddha statue. Then she bowed and whispered: "Buddha, Buddha, I There is only this, this is for you, don't you be angry with your mother, okay?"

It turned out that she came with her mother.

Because the Buddha statue failed to protect her mother, her mother and other people just threw the Buddha statue down the mountain.

But the little girl felt guilty.

Because she didn't think the Buddha owed them anything.

So secretly used his gloves as a reward.

A sensible child.

...

"Can you help me ask her if she has any wishes?"

...

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang from Saitama's mind.

Saitama was startled and glanced at the Buddha statue.

Stiff, rigid, and lifeless.

Saitama thought for a while, and finally asked the little girl: "...Well, do you have a wish you want to realize?"

"desire?"

The little girl blinked, shook her head obediently, and bowed again to the Buddha statue: "You are asking the elder brother to ask me, thank you, I am very happy, and I hope you will be happy and safe, Buddha."

Suddenly.

Saitama smiled when he saw the Buddha statue.

The little girl walks away.

Saitama stood in the snow for a long time.

...

"Ah...really..."

When I arrived at KING's house, it was already noon.

Saitama was shaking the snow at the entrance, while complaining: "...Suddenly it started to snow again, and it was all floating in my neck, chilling."

Janos and KING came over in the room.

...

"Did the teacher go out in the morning without wearing a scarf?"

"Give it to a friend."

"Saitama, yesterday you said you would bring me a gift..."

"... Ah... I have forgotten everything."

...

The lens is zoomed out, and the sky is full of snow.

In the remote suburbs, besides the red gloves, there was another scarf on a Buddha statue.