Chapter 102: It Was You, Wasn't It, You Bastard?!
Recalling the unbearable time he spent in prison, Sonic's handsome face twisted further, and his teeth ground together audibly.
Ever since Puri-Puri Prisoner had mistakenly identified him as a girl and given up on him, Sonic's life in prison had been paradise.
He could train alone in the dimly lit cell, perfectly suiting his shadowy ninja style.
He didn't even have to do manual labor, because Puri-Puri Prisoner believed that with so many big men around, making a frail "girl" work would lack manliness.
Sonic had thought this prison life would continue for a while until he figured out the patrol patterns and escaped.
But he never expected that a single sentence from a nobody would plunge his life from heaven into hell.
To this day, that person's words echoed repeatedly in Sonic's soul.
"Boss, you said he only has one of the three-piece set, so he counts as a girl. I think that's not quite right.
"Even if he lost two parts, he still has 1/3.
"According to your theory, Boss, a piece of jade is more valuable the more it looks like glass. Conversely, if it really is glass, it loses all value.
"But think about it, Boss. This guy retains 1/3 of the set. That means he isn't glass; he is jade that is infinitely close to glass! How can he be judged as glass? His value is off the charts!"
In other words, Puri-Puri Prisoner had thought Sonic became female after losing his two "dragon balls."
But in the minion's view, Sonic still had the "gun," making him the purest "trap"—a perfect existence infinitely close to a girl but not one.
Sonic didn't know what Puri-Puri Prisoner was thinking in that moment, but he noticed the prisoner's eyes shining like stars.
From that day on, Sonic's happiness ended.
Puri-Puri Prisoner came to find him every day for "kisses, hugs, and lifts." Every time he was enveloped by that thick masculinity, Sonic's face twisted in agony.
Especially when those stiff chest hairs pricked his face. It wasn't just physical pain; it was a thousand holes pierced through his soul.
Because his lower body injury hadn't healed, any large movement would pull the wound. Combined with being locked up daily, Sonic couldn't run.
Thus, the proud, gloomy ninja was thoroughly "arranged" by the muscular boss every day.
Granted, Puri-Puri Prisoner didn't do anything unforgivable to him, but just the daily cuddling was enough to shatter Sonic's mental defenses.
Until today! UNTIL TODAY!!
Puri-Puri Prisoner seemed to be out for some hero activity. Sonic exerted all his strength to escape, even risking re-injury to his crotch to unleash his maximum speed.
After days of rest, his wound had mostly healed. The fire of vengeance burned brighter than ever.
Kill! Kill! I, Speed-o'-Sound Sonic, will never forget the humiliation you brought me!
People on the street only felt a gust of wind; they didn't even see what zipped past them.
After easily vaulting over the warning fence, Sonic officially entered the City Z Abandoned Zone.
It's worth noting that even after becoming an S-Class hero with a massive salary, Saitama chose not to move out of the Abandoned Zone.
One, he was used to living there, and moving was a hassle.
Two, not paying for water and electricity was always a plus.
Relying on his memory, Sonic stopped in front of a dilapidated apartment building.
He sensed it. The aura of that dead baldy was inside!
Sonic changed back into his all-black ninja suit, tied his purple scarf around his neck, and let his messy black hair flow in the wind. With a sinister grin, he pulled out a dozen small black balls from behind his back.
On the way here, he had stopped by his secret base and fully geared up, eager for revenge.
Since I want revenge... I'll start by destroying your shelter!
The smile on Sonic's face grew wilder. He raised his hand and threw the explosive shurikens.
Tracing arcs through the air under his precise control, they instantly surrounded Saitama's apartment.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!
Deafening explosions rang out. A small mushroom cloud rose from the Abandoned Zone, accompanied by thick black smoke.
Sonic retreated a hundred meters away, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly. He looked at the smoke and flames below with mockery in his eyes.
Come on, Saitama! Let's see what you'll do!
But in the very next instant, a violent wind pressure exploded from the center of the smoke, dispersing the fire and fumes instantly.
"Oi oi oi... What happened? Did the gas leak and explode?"
A voice filled with annoyance rang out. Saitama waved his hand in front of his nose, looking around in confusion.
When he saw that his newly bought TV and his author-signed manga collection had been turned to ash, his face darkened rapidly.
Suddenly, his gaze shot upward, locking eyes with Sonic standing on a high-rise building a hundred meters away.
Saitama sniffed the air, detecting the faint scent of gunpowder on Sonic's right hand. His face turned as dark as water.
"It was YOU, wasn't it, you bastard?!"
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