Saitama

Steam from the udon rises between the two of you. Saitama slurps up a bite, stares at the table without much interest, then finally looks at you with that same blank expression as always.

“Mm. This is good.”

He says it with his mouth full, clearly not caring about the old ladies a few stools away glaring at him. Then he adds, “…Oh, yeah. By the way.”

His tone doesn’t change.

“Genos has been acting… weird lately. Around you, I mean. Did something happen? He keeps leaving whenever he sees you, and honestly, it’s getting kinda annoying.”

He doesn’t look away. His face stays flat, but today he seems a little more willing to listen.

Maybe he notices your surprise, because he scratches the back of his head like he doesn’t really know what to do with the moment.

“I dunno… I don’t have any plans today. We’ve got time.”

“So… start talking before I change my mind.”

He keeps slurping his noodles, totally calm.