Naruto: Limit Breaker-Chapter 327: Meeting

Chapter 327: Meeting

Under the scorching sun, tall buildings rose from the ground.

These buildings were arranged in neat lines, one after another, forming a large square area.

Outside the urban zones, the world looked a bit desolate.

From the satellite map, aside from the ocean, most of this planet was yellow sand.

The cities where humans lived only occupied a very small part.

As humans kept developing the planet under their feet, the planetary environment itself had become extremely harsh.

Although science and technology had advanced greatly, many hidden dangers were born along with them.

Monsters appeared because of this.

Humans who turned into freaks under the pressure of life and their own resentment.

Strange creatures of every kind appeared, including animals that transformed into monsters because they resented humans.

Even humans themselves, relying on their technological achievements, began to escalate wars and lose their humanity.

In order to test the power of a new weapon, they would use an entire city’s population as targets. There were also people who launched terrorist attacks.

This world was extremely chaotic.

Humans were enemies of the planet, humans were enemies of animals, and humans were enemies of humans.

Fortunately, in such a brutal survival mode, humans had not completely given up on saving themselves.

Gradually, the barriers between countries were abandoned, and everyone gathered into one large human community. Regions were divided by city codes to reduce wars.

To fight against these monsters and heretics that were hostile to humanity, a so called Hero Association was established to encourage people to do good.

City Z was the code name of one of these cities.

Inside the Hero Association, people came and went in an endless stream.

Aside from staff members, there was a constant flow of clients, heroes, and even people who wanted to become heroes.

Heroes in this world were divided into different ranks. There were S class heroes strong enough to fight natural disasters that threatened humanity, and weak C class heroes who caught thieves and maintained basic city security.

Heroes had many duties. They accepted taxes and privileges from the citizens of a city, and in exchange protected that city.

"Saitama... a B class hero."

Amidst the moving crowds, an ordinary looking man was staring up at the Hero Association’s electronic ranking board.

Up there, in fourth place among the B class heroes, was the man he had been thinking about day and night, Saitama.

This ordinary looking man was, without a doubt, Ryosuke.

After his family’s situation stabilized and both children had gained a certain level of strength and awareness, he set off and stepped into this world.

The result had gone even more smoothly than Ryosuke had expected.

The last time he came to this planet as Boros, he had come as an invader and brought tremendous shock to this world.

Naturally, he had stood on the opposite side of Saitama. Without even saying a few words, they had gone straight into battle, and in the end he had been defeated.

So this time, Ryosuke had no intention of making a big scene. He came to this planet and this world as an ordinary person.

To avoid drawing attention with his good looks, he even disguised himself to look like a regular citizen.

He planned to request a proper fight with Saitama as a normal commission.

"Excuse me, if I want to submit a commission, what procedures do I need to go through?"

Ryosuke walked to the counter and asked the receptionist in a mild tone.

"A commission? What kind of commission?"

It seemed this question had been asked many times before, so the receptionist answered in a standard tone, "The commission range for C class heroes is wolf level and tiger level, and the average price for a commission is..."

"Sorry, I want to commission an S class hero."

After quietly listening to her explanation of C class heroes, and seeing that she was about to move on to B class, Ryosuke quickly interrupted. "But the content is very simple. I just want a real combat match with me."

"...An S class hero?"

The receptionist frowned slightly. "I am sorry, the work scope of A class and S class heroes is related to the survival of humanity, so they almost never accept individual commissions. Usually, the Hero Association directly issues missions to them."

After a pause, she looked Ryosuke up and down, then thought about the word "match" in the commission. "Your request sounds relatively simple. An A class hero would be easier to approach. We can help you communicate based on your commission content and assist in arranging it."

"I believe as long as you can pay a suitable price, there will be an A class hero willing to accept your request."

"But if you insist on an S class hero, you will need to contact them yourself."

She looked genuinely regretful.

However, Ryosuke could understand her explanation.

According to the information published by the Hero Association, the strength of an S class hero was at least enough to destroy a city.

With that level of strength, ordinary people had no way to command them, much less casually request them to carry out a commission.

"Then please tell me the public information for Mr Saitama. I will visit him personally and talk with him."

Ryosuke had already anticipated this result, so he continued smoothly.

Heroes who joined the Hero Association, regardless of rank, were required to have a certain amount of personal information public for people to know.

While heroes enjoyed benefits, they also had to reveal parts of their private lives to the public as public figures.

"Sai...tama?"

Hearing this name, the receptionist was obviously stunned for a moment. "He is the one you want to commission? He is very strong and seems to have never lost, but he has a strange personality and may not accept your request."

"If you simply want to practice martial arts, I suggest you commission Mr Charanko. He is a disciple of the former S class hero Bang and has extremely rich experience in martial arts and combat."

"If you are lucky, you might even be able to join Bang’s dojo."

"Then... give me both sets of information."

Ryosuke smiled. "I will visit them one by one."

"I can give you plenty of information on Mr Charanko."

The receptionist typed quickly on her keyboard. "But I can only offer a very limited amount on Mr Saitama."

"He does not like dealing with others. Most of the information we have comes from his disciple, Mr Genos, so only a small part can be made public."

Soon, she handed two files to Ryosuke. "Still, the basics are there. Their addresses and contact information are all written down."

"Thank you very much."

Ryosuke thanked her and accepted the files.

After paying the service fee and saying goodbye at the front desk, he left the Hero Association.

Without opening the documents right away, Ryosuke first found a casual restaurant, sat by the window, ordered some food, and then slowly opened the folder and pulled out the two files.

At first glance, he saw a familiar figure.

A bald head, a cape, and eyes that carried an indifferent look toward everything.

Aside from that, his expression was the same as always, as if telling the world that no matter how powerful the enemy was, it meant nothing to him.

"I did not expect you to be exactly the same after decades."

There were no signs of age at all. The memories in Ryosuke’s mind overlapped with those from his previous life, and he saw the back he had watched at the final moment before his death decades ago.

Setting the other file aside for the moment, he carefully went through this man’s information.

"A B class hero? It seems this Hero Association is not very reliable."

Ryosuke quickly found the entry for Saitama’s rank when he had fought him before.

When he saw the clearly marked "B class hero", he could not help laughing.

If Saitama’s strength back then was considered only B class, then just how terrifying were these S class heroes supposed to be?

The first time he came to this planet as Boros, he had not faced those S class heroes directly, but he had fought indirectly with them.

While he fought Saitama, those S class heroes had apparently been held back by his two subordinates. It seemed the Association’s ranking system did not rely on strength alone, but also results and other factors.

He continued to read.

Just as the receptionist had said, there was very little information about Saitama’s battle records.

But each fight involved crises that could determine the life and death of humanity, and each time, he had secured victory.

"Even someone who conquered the universe was defeated, and monsters on this planet still want to resist him?"

Ryosuke laughed, then stopped laughing and put on a calm face as the waiter brought his food.

The information itself was very ordinary and almost completely useless.

There was nothing that recorded his fighting style, where his strength came from, or how he usually trained.

Since he still had time, Ryosuke picked up the other file.

Compared to Saitama’s, this one was much more detailed.

Charanko had trained under the former S class hero Bang, learned the ancient martial art Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, and had extremely refined skill in boxing.

The general concept of Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, his combat methods, and even clips from the news showing him fighting monsters were all recorded clearly in the document.

At the end of the file, there was even a small advertisement, saying that anyone who believed they had talent and were interested in learning martial arts could contact the person in charge of Bang’s dojo and so on.

They were commercializing the hero title.

Ryosuke shook his head and put both files away.

After finishing his lunch quietly, he sat for a while before slowly standing up and leaving.

Traveling like a normal person, he took the subway to the eastern side of City Z, bought a lot of high quality ingredients at the market, then took a taxi out to the uninhabited district.

Standing in front of a very ordinary looking house, Ryosuke straightened his clothes, removed his earlier disguise, and politely pressed the doorbell.

He approached this moment seriously and with respect, not at all like someone facing a mortal enemy.

In truth, Boros in his previous life had never held hatred toward Saitama for killing him.

He had only come to Earth for the prophecy, searching for an opponent who could truly fight him.

Defeat and death were natural.

All Boros had felt was unwillingness.

He had been unwilling to admit defeat, unwilling because he had never even seen his opponent’s full strength, unwilling because of his own weakness.

Especially in that instant before death, the inexplicable disappointment in Saitama’s tone had been so familiar.

The other side was also lonely because he had no worthy opponent. Exactly the same as Boros at the beginning.

Compared to any hatred between enemies, that disappointment had made Boros even more uncomfortable.

After a long wait, a response finally came from inside the house.

"Who is it?"

There was a hint of displeasure in the voice. "Do you not know old people care about their naps?"

Click.

With the sound of the door handle turning,

What appeared in Ryosuke’s view was a shining bald head.

"Mr Saitama does not look old at all."

Ryosuke looked at the unchanged face in front of him and spoke from the heart. "You do not look like a man in his forties or even fifties."

"Who are you..."

Saitama stared in confusion at the stranger on his doorstep. It was a face he had never seen before.

But the irritation of having his nap interrupted was strangely interrupted by this man’s nostalgic expression. He could not get angry.

"I am a client. The commission I want to give you is a duel with me."

Ryosuke stated it directly, without any intention of hiding.

"A duel?"

Saitama looked Ryosuke up and down. At first, when he heard the word "commission", he had been ready to refuse.

Once he heard the contents clearly though, he stopped.

"From what I know, you have been looking for an opponent who can really fight you," Ryosuke said with a small smile. "I am the same. I have never found a suitable opponent, so I have always felt very... lonely."

"Lonely?"

Saitama hesitated. "Alright, I will take your commission."

Matching Ryosuke’s straightforwardness, he directly agreed to the challenge. "Should we fight now?"

Although he did not know how this guy knew him, Saitama could feel the fighting spirit faintly rising from him.

This person had not lied. He had come here for the sake of a fight.

Since his reasons were that simple, Saitama did not want to make things complicated. He had always hated trouble.

"...Now?"

Ryosuke, on the other hand, was a little taken aback by how simple this was and gave a wry smile. "Actually, I am sorry for disturbing your nap."

"So I wanted to apologize first, maybe cook a meal..."

He shook the bag of ingredients in his hand. "And also, I think I need to prepare myself a little."

"To be honest, I want to sit down and talk with you first. Right now, I am not sure I can beat you."

He spoke very frankly.

Yes, Ryosuke was not actually certain he could defeat him.

He felt he was still lacking something, and hoped to make up for that through what they were about to talk about.

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