Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

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"Did something good happen?"

Even after voicing his doubts, Genos's drawing hands did not stop.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you."

Belatedly realizing what was happening, Saitama sat cross-legged from his reclining position, facing Genos with his usual expression.

"I also participated in that Dragon Ball war."

"Eh?!"

Genos had expected to hear only news about "supermarket sales," but the words that came out of his mouth surprised him.

"Then, teacher!"

"Did you win?!"

In a rare moment of excitement, Genos put down his notebook and pen, placed his hands on the table, and shouted loudly.

It's no wonder he reacted this way.

It was only after participating once that I understood how intricate the interplay of characters was.

Opponents from different worlds, different factions, and different identities

You can see systems you've never encountered before.

Ever since he returned, Genos has been thinking that if a "weak" cyborg like himself could be transformed by such an experience, then with Saitama's abilities, he would surely be moved as well.

"Wow, that's really interesting."

"I guess we've won half the battle."

That giant is incredibly strong.

Genos was surprised that his invincible teacher would say such a thing.

"giant?"

"Yeah, he's completely different from the guys I've met before. He took several of my punches and he was fine."

"This"

Genos had originally wanted to ask for more details, but this answer alone left him incredulous.

Could an enemy with such capabilities really exist?

Even after being enhanced, he wouldn't dare say he could continuously withstand Saitama's punches.

And that unidentified giant did it?

"Please explain in detail!"

This is data that is very valuable for reference, and Genos is eager to know the details.

"Um"

Saitama picked up his cup and took a sip of water, making no attempt to hide anything.

With his brief explanation, Genos probably understood the process.

"It seems that the giant is much stronger than the aliens I have fought before."

"I've memorized this information and also sketched out the other person's appearance," Genos said earnestly.

If that giant named Belial could fight Saitama to a standstill, then he would undoubtedly be a more powerful being than Boros.

"There are also girls who know martial arts and can create clones."

"A weirdo who just burns clothes with his beam of light? That guy doesn't even qualify, does he?"

I'm recording everything, and I have this urge to go and watch the game.

"However, the disaster caused by this powerful fellow is indeed quite significant."

"That bead was a great help."

Speaking of this, Saitama sighed, thinking of that chaotic area.

Even if such a situation arises, it can be salvaged.

Dragon Ball is incredibly magical.

After witnessing its effectiveness firsthand, Saitama found it very convenient.

"It's just a pity that I couldn't make a wish to grow my hair this time."

"That's something only a teacher would do."

Knowing how it would all end, Genos couldn't help but chuckle.

Although he said he was acting out of interest, he was already used to the casualness of the person in front of him.

"But there's nothing to worry about."

"Anyway, there will be other opportunities in the future."

Saitama filled the glass and looked at the slightly rippling surface before speaking.

"Uh"

"Indeed, because there's no rule that you can only participate once."

Upon hearing this, and understanding what his teacher meant, Genos nodded.

The Dragon Ball Wars were convened based on the wishes of the participants.

Unless no one has "desire", it will surely continue indefinitely.

Upon closer examination, this is itself a "trap".

As long as it exists, countless people will dedicate themselves to it.

Whether strong or weak

It is impossible for a living being to be without any thoughts or desires.

The only difference is what you gain from it.

"Speaking of which, hasn't it been a bit too peaceful lately?"

"The frequency of strange people appearing has decreased significantly."

Genos, who was still thinking, suddenly heard Saitama's words and came back to his senses.

It's no wonder Saitama felt calm; they really hadn't "stirred things up" in a long time.

"Perhaps Garou's actions last time dealt a blow to the monsters."

Genos stroked his chin and then answered.

Since that hero went on a solo raid on a group of monsters, the world has become noticeably more peaceful than before.

This is today's portion.

Familiar sounds drifted from the street outside, but Saitama and Genos paid no attention.

The tiny, one-eyed monster was pushing a bowl of dog food toward the large black dog in front of it.

The latter, however, swallowed without any sign of disgust.

It accepted the small amount, even though it didn't seem like much.

It has been "staying" here for a while now, and both it and its companion have gotten used to it.

"Ok?"

Saitama leaned closer to Genos, who was pulling out his laptop and searching for something.

"Are you buying spare parts?"

Saitama didn't quite understand the construction of those various mechanical items, but he could still recognize some of their names.

"Although the doctor said it would be difficult to modify me, I will still collect spare parts that might come in handy."

"Moreover, after learning about the teacher's situation, I felt it was necessary to make 'improvements'."

Genos is still very ambitious, especially with Saitama as a clear guiding light.

He is not powerful enough to let his guard down.

"Teacher, if we have the chance, I really hope we can visit Dr. Bulma's hometown together."

"I haven't forgotten my original intention," Genos said solemnly, looking at Saitama who was watching TV with his head down.

"So you mean the female doctor who has many powerful warriors?"

"Hmm, it seems like something to look forward to now."

Thinking back to what Genos had mentioned, Saitama was indeed quite happy this time.

Having gone through that ceremony, he also clearly witnessed the different scenes and opponents.

Some have special powers, while others rely on direct, brutal combat.

If there are still guys like that, the rest of my life might become quite interesting.

"That day will definitely come!"