"This is other people's money that was robbed."
Saitama turned around this time and said with empty eyes: "I have to return the thing to the owner."
"Hey, old-fashioned guy, you are indifferent to a beautiful woman like me, you are really not like a man at all!"
Nami was so filled with hatred that she had no choice but to think about it with the most malicious thoughts in her mind.
It is said that the money is returned to others, but in fact it must be kept for himself. I have used this method several times. How can I be deceived by others using this method again
He reluctantly followed Saitama.
Nami tried hard to communicate with Saitama: "Well, these things are all stolen by me. Even if you want to keep them all, you should give me some, right?... It's better to do this. If I find a fat sheep next time, I'll notify you right away. How about we work together to make a fortune? My information is very well-informed... Hey! Are you listening to me... "
After muttering for a long time, it finally had an effect.
Saitama stopped and turned to look at Nami seriously. He looked casual but said with serious eyes: "You get something for nothing. Where did you work hard? You shouldn't steal things that don't belong to you. I don't want to use the money I got from crime." Will you be happy?"
"Don't compare me with those ordinary little thieves!"
Nami shook her fist angrily and snorted: "I am a righteous thief who only steals pirates. I won't be unhappy when I use the money of those bastards!"
"A thief is a thief. There is no such thing as a petty thief or a righteous thief."
Saitama ignored her and continued to walk forward: "These money were stolen by pirates from civilians. Since they have been taken back, of course they must be returned to the original owner. You call yourself a righteous thief, but you take this money as your own." Yes, but how is it different from those pirates who burned, killed and looted?"
"That's nice to say, who knows what you think..."
Nami still followed Saitama unwillingly: "If you are sincere, then you are really a rare fool in the world, and you are not a navy bound by justice. Why don't you accept the money that comes to your door?"
Saitama scratched his head: "Speaking of which, I am indeed a commodore now..."
"Pfft..."
Nami almost laughed out loud: "You don't look amazing but you have a great sense of humor. I have never heard of a Commodore who is an exhibitionist."
"this… "
Saitama yawned indifferently and waved his hand to send her away: "Okay, don't follow me anymore. There are many reasons and it is too troublesome to explain, and I don't want to explain anything to you..."
Nami asked for trouble.
There are few men who are as clueless as he is.
But now that all good things have been said, I have tried every possible way to get the money back from him. It seems that I can only retreat temporarily, then follow him secretly, determine where he puts the treasure, and then steal it. I'm back!
After thinking about it, Nami no longer followed closely, but quietly fell behind, following Saitama from a distance.
Naturally, this little trick couldn't be hidden from the invincible bald devil, but because he was afraid of trouble, Saitama didn't bother to care about her.
Back in the town, Saitama saw the old man who was surrounded by villagers and his body was covered with bandages.
"Ah... I forgot that he was stabbed with a knife... "
Saitama scratched his head, stepped forward and said hello to the old man: "Old man, I brought back all the things you were robbed. It's up to you to claim and distribute the rest."
"Thank you, young navy..."
The old man looked at Saitama, his eyes full of gratitude: "You have helped us so much, but we really don't know how to repay you. Or are you married? I can introduce you to the most beautiful girl in our town. …”
"Let's skip that one..."
Saitama waved his hands with empty eyes: "Heroes do not eradicate evil for the sake of reward, but there is something that is bothering me now... Can you lend me a set of clothes?"
"If it's just clothes, you can have as much as you want!"
The men in the nearby town generously began to go home to get clothes and pants, and stuffed them into Saitama's hands.
On a hot day, Saitama finally wore seven or eight sets of clothes before the enthusiastic townspeople were satisfied and dispersed, staggering back step by step.
Ah... what a terrible passion...
Saitama was as bloated as a panda. When he reached a dense forest, he took off his extra clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.
He jumped up and down easily and continued walking back.
at this time.
Nami, who had been following Saitama, saw that he actually returned all the money to the people in the town without taking a dime, and her eyes were full of surprise!
That rascal…
It turned out to be true!
He really didn’t want to keep it for himself, but wanted it to return to its original owner!
In today's world, there are still people with such good intentions and firm belief in heaven's principles and justice
He is such a...
A hopeless fool...
Nami is a thief, and she will never be able to be as selfless as Saitama.
But an upright person, no matter what kind of world he is in, is admired by people and is as dazzling as the sun.
He sighed softly.
Nami turned and left.
Wish you good luck in life... Upright exhibitionist who calls himself Commodore.
…
After returning to the ship, Saitama had already forgotten the little orange-haired girl he met just now.
The ship left the port and sailed slowly towards Rogge Town.
The entrusted task has been successfully completed, and you should be able to rest for a long time...
With such a relaxed and happy mood, Saitama sat on the mast and basked in the sun leisurely.
The sea breeze blew by my face, and the sound of seagulls chirped in my ears. Everything was so beautiful and peaceful. It was such a nice afternoon...
With my eyes closed, the cry of seagulls is getting closer and closer...
It's as close as if it's within earshot...
Saitama suddenly opened his eyes and found that there was actually a big bird that looked like a seagull squatting on the mast next to him and croaking at him...
Saitama looked at Otori and blinked.
Otori also looked at Saitama and tilted his head.
After a long time, Saitama seemed to have figured it out. He reached out and grabbed the big bird, and asked loudly to the naval soldier at the helm below: "Hey - I said, is this thing edible?"
What
The helmsman raised his head in confusion.
When he saw clearly what Saitama was holding in his hand, he almost spit out a mouthful of salt soda: "Don't eat it, Brigadier General Saitama! That's the news bird that delivers newspapers to our branch every day!"
Newsbird
Saitama was stunned for a moment, then he thought about something, snapped his fingers and said, "Ah! I did hear Bribuli and Dusky talk about Newsbird, but the newspapers I read every day were given to me by them. Yes, so this is the first time I’ve seen it…”
(End of chapter)