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Hearing that name everyone except Rayco and Saitama became tense.
Chiyo looked at Luke in surprise and asked, "Why is she going to attack him?"
"During the meeting, we were challenged and it seems that she will participate. So it can mean two things, or he found out that I have someone who is going to help me or wants to kill us" Luke said it sounding serious, for him he would never think that would come to that.
Luke looked at Saitama awaiting his decision. Saitama took a thoughtful pose, but you could see a small smile on his face.
"No problem then, it sounds good. He's just a killer, right?" Saitama said to Luke, letting the matter pass.
"Ah yes ... what ?! Saitama-ue you should go seriously, didn't you hear what I said?" Luke exclaimed.
"I know. But as someone who is a Samaritan for fun and as promised, I will and aside from not underestimating me, please," Saitama said it calmly. For the one who had already checked the old man's stats once, there should be no problem with that assassin ... Or was he an assassin? Even if there was someone stronger out there than him, he wouldn't give up without trying. Why...
"I'm going to go outside ..."
Suddenly Chiyo left the cabin, Lou di looked worried and followed her. The sound of curses could be heard faintly in the distance.
"Am, what was that?", Saitama asked confused.
"That's how she gets every time you mention it. It's a somewhat taboo subject for her," Luke replied, not appearing to care much. It was nothing out of the ordinary for him.
"Still. Saitama-ue goes with Rayco and Sora to the clan, then we'll talk. I'm going to calm my wife. Gelo, you also go with them", Luke, as much as he considers it common, knew that he had to calm her before he got moodily.
"Very well. Come on, let's have dinner whatever you want today," Gelo said to the three as he pulled them out and they walked back to the clan.
"YES!" Rayco shouted excitedly. Gelo smiled and pulled him up onto his shoulders.
"What does my baby want?", Gelo said to Rayco who claimed.
"I'm not a baby!" Rayco protested angrily.
"Eh ?! You're not? But if you look like it," Saitama spoke in a false tone of surprise. Rayco looked at Saitama annoyed and called Sora.
"Sister! Saitama is harassing me," Rayco sounded pitiful when he said that, Sora was laughing a little at his nonsense.
"Ay. Don't worry my little brother, even if you look like a baby, I will defend you, yes, yes?", Sora expressed the voice of someone giving affection to a pet, so it sounded like a mockery.
Rayco had the expression of someone betrayed, but looking at Saitama and then Sora. He smiled mischievously.
"Oh yeah? Then as an innocent baby, I will always tell the truth. Hey Saitama-dono!"
Saitama looked at Rayco as he caught his attention.
"My sister likes y-!" Rayco before he could finish, Sora who seemed to have received a recharge of energy, quickly climbed onto his father's back and covered his mouth.
"Shut up! Don't tell him. It was nothing. Looking good you don't look like a baby more like an adult! Uh ... what do you want so you don't tell him?", Sora seemed to have panicked, trying to negotiate with Rayco something.
As they were both on top of their father, he was a little angry and thought what Rayco was going to say.
"Who likes you? ... oh, I almost stepped in a puddle of mud, thank goodness" he sighed relieved not to dirty his clothes.
. . .
Arriving at the place. Saitama had to wait in a room given to him since the food would be in a while.
Rayco and Sora seemed to be talking about something. It was uncomfortable for him to listen to all his secret negotiations on the road, his senses increased even more in battle and he could hear or define anything in about 50 meters.
'Sora appears to be busy with homework for 1 month. I feel a little bad thinking that it may also be a bit my fault, 'Saitama later thought about what had him worried, he needed somebody's advice. But who?
"Saitama-kun I have to go. After I come back and eat we will take you to meet the clan, okay?" Sora addressed Saitama. And then he was gone.
Saitama was left alone, in bed he was thinking what to do. He felt bored and decided to take out his cell phone to play a game he has. But looking at his phone more closely, I know something happened to him.
Oh ... I already know what to do.
After 5 minutes. Saitama was with his cell phone on a table. He was updating the cell phone. Remember that you needed something so that you don't rely on your memory to get information or something.
"Create, modify, control, apply, join ..."
So using the occasional spell transmutation, creating objects, their affinity for mystery and their control over the elements, soul modification, the occasional formation to collect information here and there with some technology. He managed to create the most magical phone with the most artificial intelligence and the most expensive in the fucking world ... ah wait, I'm coming up.
Still, some of the things the phone required were very rare for him, as he needed tailored minerals for something he didn't know what it was. But the way they were made something told him that to withstand some kind of energy ...
Taking out the technology was easy since even it seems that his 'domestic' ability applied to more things, namely what else he can do.
Some things that he had realized about his affinity were that, although he gave him information, it was rather as if he were giving it to his body and not to his mind, perhaps it is because my body actually having this affinity absorbs information or than? does not matter. You could say that I use muscle memory more.
After it was over, he started to feel bored again.
Then I look out a window that passed outside, there were not many people but there was. Some children were playing, others were just talking.
Saitama looked at a boy who fell while playing, scratching his knee and started crying. His mother came and helped him with the wound.
'It reminds me of when I fell off the bike ... In that case, my mom also helped me. Wait mom Family. Oh why don't I ask my brother for advice again, I don't lose anything '
With the cell phone, he called his brother, who answered shortly after.
"Hello, who is it?" Racala's voice was heard.
"It's me," Saitama said to him.
"Oh brother, what do you want? Right now I was wondering about the purpose of life," Racala spoke enthusiastically.
"Well let's say I have some doubts, where are you?" Saitama asked, but he could hear the sound of a toilet.
"Well, where else am I going to wonder about life? In the bathroom. I had nothing better to do, but I'm done," Racala replied.
"I don't think that's very normal ... so are you in the house?"
"Why?" Racala on the other side stood somewhat confused by the question.
"I'm going over there, I need to talk to you about something face to face," Saitama hung up. Racala on the other side just looked at his phone and shrugged.
Saitama created a portal to her room using some concepts from that grandmother. So I create a portal on the wall. Running would take longer to get there.
I just pass through the portal.
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When Saitama left the portal he found himself in his room, his room was normal, except that there was a shelf where he kept the manga he bought, but nothing out of the ordinary.
He left his room only to find Racala outside his room in a calm posture and his hands in his pockets.
"Ehm, how do you know it would come around here?", When asked by Saitama, Racala gave a little cry. Seeing that it was only Saitama, he relaxed. Because he thought someone had broken into the house.
"Hey, don't you scare me like that, do you? And how did you get there so quickly?" Racala mentioned since she had just called him recently.
"With a normal portal," Saitama replied. Racala saw the portal in the room, which closed slowly.
"Ahhh, let's define normal," said Racala somewhat nervously, questioning what was normal in his brother's mind now.
Saitama didn't much care what he said. And he directed the topic for what was coming: "So, hm ... I wanted ... to talk to you for ..."
Racala seeing that Saitama seemed somewhat uneasy, was confused. Then I try to reassure him.
"Brother, do you want to go outside?"
"... If not why," Saitama agreed.
They both went out, as they walked through the streets to the park where Saitama spent time, some people both looked at them and got a little attention.
While Racala was casual, Saitama was in a dilemma, soon afterward looking firmer and calmer deciding what to say.
While in the park while walking through this Racala I try to start a conversation.
"Brother tell me ... are you okay over there?"
"Yes, they are nice. And I learned some things" Saitama said quietly.
"Did you have any news there?" Racala asked in a slightly mischievous tone.
"Well, apart from fighting with someone and that my cell phone now seems to be alive, I think nothing," Saitama replied.
"I don't mean that little brother, don't you get the hint?" Racala asked.
"What hint?"
"I'm talking about that girl, what was her name? Ah yes she was called Zori, anything new with her?"
"It's sora"
"Whatever, little brother, have you done something with her?"
"Do what? Oh, we're already at the ice cream stand"
"Tell me, don't change the subject, that advice you asked me because someone likes you. It's her, isn't it? For guys like me, I can see that she's in love with you a few meters away"
"Not that you were an expert, nothing has happened ... Yet"
"Disappointing ... And how is it that your cell phone is alive"
"I did an AI and I forgot, he complained about the name I gave him and it bothered me"
"What name did you give it?"
"The Magic Phone, AI, treasure or whatever you want to call it," Saitama declared.
"..."
"Than?"
"Is that even a name?"
"Ahhmm. Yes?" Saitama replied doubtfully embarrassed by this.
"Of course not"
"Ay. Then what am I supposed to call it?"
"Well ... It is analyzing your skills and helping you with them as if it were studying you ... It can solve processes and equations because it also has artificial intelligence and allows you to create programs in him ... as an operating system ... Hey, don't you It seems that calling it System is better? I say it fits him "
"Eh? Ah ... I'll think about it"
Sitting on a bench after chatting for a while, each with an ice cream they bought at the booth, Saitama then talked about what he wanted.
"I wanted to ask you ... Am I okay?"
Racala did not respond quickly, he looked closely at Saitama trying to see the reason for his behavior.
"Are you worried? Because little brother, in my opinion--"
"Kill Anna," Saitama said, interrupting Racala who just kept quiet.
"She mattered to me ... And I killed her just because it seemed logical to me, I didn't feel anything, just a calm that didn't let me think what I was doing even now ... Maybe I'm not completely human anymore and what does that make me? some kind of monster? ", Saitama tried to express himself, but his emotions came and went very quickly, Racala only smiled slightly at hearing him.
"I wouldn't hear that from someone who really is a monster," Racala said to Saitama grabbing his shoulder, Saitama was surprised by this.
"I also thought that maybe you were a monster, but you still feel, you have remorse and although that may not forgive you for killing her ... tells me that something still works in that little head of yours" said Racala, mocking Saitama.
"But is that good or bad? I just wanted to have fun when I tried to be a hero, I ..." Saitama stopped, no longer knowing what to say.
"You are not the only one who wants answers to what he did," Racala spoke.
"Every day I was reflecting, also wondering what is wrong and what is right. And I realized that it is a bit absurd but complicated"
Saitama only let Racala speak.
"To explain it, I'm going to tell you to look at your two hands, what do you see? Maybe you only see one hand, which is obvious, but if you look deeper, your footprints have marks and perhaps some calluses, well, imagine one hand represents good and the other evil, which would you use? and here comes a question, can you even choose? some people will be left-handed and others right-handed or perhaps ambidextrous ... "
"And what does that tell me?" Saitama said.
"Another thing that I did not tell you is which of the two represents good and which evil? Maybe you will say that left-handed people are evil because they are not like the others and I don't know what else, and the right-hand is good. And such Maybe the ambidextrous ones don't care, but also choose which hand to use when doing things, maybe you care about the opinion and choose to be the right good because it is good, right? "
"Hey, are you telling me it's something I define?"
"Exactly, and I will also tell you that this concept was also invented by someone in the past, another hand that was not the same as yours. No hand is equal to another and also the hand you use cannot be the same even if you define it as good. With this, I tell you that your methods are not the same as the others and are different from each other "
"... If that was invented, why would you take it into account? Do you mean that?"
"No! Now you remember that I told you about the marks and footprints. Now imagine that this is what they taught you and they are what you are. In time you could suffer an injury that leaves a mark and that is your life. it teaches you differently but curiously the concepts of good and evil are almost always the same, why? "
"... Why?"
"Because they are still damn hands! Even with all that and marks they are still hands ... people. And now that he tells you that that hand cannot go from bad to good and from good to bad, eh? Tell me what it does, humans change, but they are still human. That tells you that the hand that apparently tries to help you does want to harm you, that tells you that the hand that hurts you actually wants to help you. Nothing is what it seems or maybe if it is"
"Can you put it a little less confused please?" Saitama said confused.
"Okay ... a person in his whole life will always use his hands to do something, right? It's normally what they learn and knows, that's why their hands know how to do what they were taught to do. Even if you eliminate your imagination that one represents evil and other good will continue to do something ... Even if you don't take it into account ... "
"But here I am taking it into account, perhaps your hands were taught to harm or help, or you have to do it because that was what they taught you and you have no more, you do not know more apart from that. When you interact with someone else you also do not know what you have done and those marks in your hands you don't know what they mean until you know them better, and all because you are still one person and the other too, they can learn from both how they are and why "
"The actions they perform can harm someone, but help many more than with its apparent harm to them, or it is doing it for nothing. And here we go with something else that I call 'the importance value'"
"Importance value?" Saitama said.
"Saitama, what do you care about? What are the most important wishes to fulfill?"
"Something that matters to me? I don't know"
"Do you care about friendship? The sentimental? Do you want to be popular? Or do you want to be a hero with everything I told you before?" Racala mentioned.
"Amm, I don't think anybody cares too much, I just want to have fun."
"Then you care to have fun, don't you?"
"Do I mind having fun? I don't think so either," Saitama said.
"You know what? Then you answer me later. What I want to tell you is that importance can influence how you can do things, this is what stains what someone can perceive of himself and others, and therefore his good and its wrong "
"What thing?"
"Most people are guided by their desires or by the desires they taught you about society and what you learn, even your beliefs and ideals is something that you care about fulfilling, so the vast majority have a vision that it is important to fulfill your dreams to have a wife a house a car a good salary and children, only one of these already counts"
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"It would be ... until you realize how many things can go wrong with everything I told you"
"Why?"
"I will give you a very simple example, a government. If I told you before that no hand compares to the other and that their methods or teachings they learned will never be the same, then what the hell is with a government? Everyone wants something and maybe You know what you want, and it's important that you stick to it. Together I work with your desires and beliefs, don't blame me if you get shit or a hypocritical view for it. "
"Wait... you"
"There are many cases of corruption and why do you think they do it? There are many cases of somewhat suspicious deaths involving a government, ah, but of course they care that they don't know a dirty secret they have oh please, the rest that matters?, but it was a secret that could cause many deaths to the country if they did not do something that is good, it would be bad if they knew and we have to silence them "
"..."
"This is what I think can happen in the coming years, now you know that there are monsters, right? Is there something to fight it, heroes perhaps? I don't know. But I see it feasible that they do a job of that, and therefore together ideal of the hero who is supposed to be good and you combine it with people who care about achieving something with that, you mess ... no, you corrupt the meaning of being a hero if you do that "
"Don't you think if that happens there will be some who are really good?"
"Maybe, but not all of them are the same, or are they?"
"..."
"But enough of that, I also think that where there is weakness there is an opportunity for strength, I need an answer to fix all this, now tell me Saitama. What is your answer?"
"I don't know why you take it so seriously"
"I know, brother, but I really want to know. I hurt you when I only cared that you adapted to society, and you were successful in your own way, but what if it wasn't?"
"My answer? You already know, I am a hero for fun and it is my hobby, I will take my hobby as seriously as a hobby can be"
Racala looked surprised at Saitama, then started laughing.
"What?" Saitama was annoyed that he laughed at his response.
"No, no. I do not laugh at your answer, little brother, I think it is the most appropriate that you could have given me, thanks"
"Seriously?"
"Yes, so you wanted me to give you my opinion, right?"
"Sure"
"It's not that you're completely wrong, you have to take care of how much you are ready for your fun. And if you hadn't told me this maybe I would consider the possibility that you are a monster"
"Are you sure I'm okay?"
"I told you you're not bad, come back to the house. I'll give you something for that"
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