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Saitama hung the sign that the clinic was temporarily closed behind the glass, and after checking the contact information on it for the last time, he closed the door and locked it.

"Mr. Sen agreed to contribute?"

"Well, I agree. Mr. Mori has contracted all the expenses for this hot spring trip."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head, and kept kicking the ground with his toes.

Whenever he is like this, it is when there are things in his heart that cannot be said, and he will not tell Qiyu for the time being.

"Mr. Mori, did you say that the private money is for your daughter?" Saitama's wig today is short, and he is wearing very neutral clothes.

But people who saw him would still think he was a girl at first sight.

Many people now know that there is a girl with ever-changing shapes beside Nakahara Chuya, and everyone is guessing that this may be the girl's supernatural power.

But no matter how they guessed in their hearts, everyone believed that Zhongyuan Zhong was also a peerless scumbag.

Qiyu is very worried that this incident will have a bad impact on Nakahara Nakaya, and his hair loss problem has been completely resolved. He doesn't want to hide his identity anymore, so whenever someone looks at Nakahara Nakahara with the eyes of a scumbag Also, he'll come up and explain.

"Hello, I want to explain. In fact, I am Saitama, and Nakahara is not a scumbag."

"You? The voice is a bit similar, but aren't you a girl? Or are you deceived by Nakahara Chuya, willing to pretend that you are Mr. Saitama, just to help him restore his reputation?"

"No, listen to my voice, look at me again, I am Saitama."

Her voice hasn't changed, her facial features haven't changed, and she hasn't had plastic surgery, so how could she be mistaken?

However, even if Qitama said so, the other party could see Qitama's facial features clearly, but he was still skeptical.

The young man's voice and body are always so indistinguishable, coupled with Nakahara Chuya's genius make-up skills, it really makes Saitama the undeniable Miss Tamako.

Even though Saitama explained it seriously, the other party still had doubts.

Until Saitama took off the wig on his head.

"Oh, you are really Mr. Saitama." The other party suddenly realized.

But that's the case, when Saitama puts on the wig, Nakahara Nakata helps to take care of it, and the other party becomes confused again for a moment.

Although I already know the truth in my heart, when I see Miss Yuzi, why do I always subconsciously think that he is just a simple Miss Yuzi, but I still can't remember that he is Mr. Saitama?

What a strange thing.

Qiyu was also very distressed, "Chuya, it must be because you are so powerful that I have completely become Miss Yuzi?"

When the genius boy really exerts his genius strength, he can really make Saitama a completely different person.

"You look good like this." Nakahara Chuya said.

"But it will affect your reputation."

"How about I dress up and come back tomorrow?"

Although the hair is still a bit short, it can be clearly seen that he has hair, at most it is very short.

However, it is not uncommon for teenagers to specially shave their heads.

As long as it's not really bald.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hurriedly stopped, "Saiyu, you forgot the private money that Mr. Mori gave you. If he knew that you changed back, he would definitely not give the private money."

Ever since the Mafia couldn't recruit enough supernatural beings, and Saitama had to abolish another business line, and even the cruise ship was given to Saitama, Mori Ogai has become very stingy, and his private money is only used Come to buy cakes for Alice-chan, and definitely not for an apprentice like Saitama.

But if it's Miss Yuko, Mori Ogai is willing to spend all his private money.

"Mr. Mori is too stingy." Saitama complained in a low voice.

"We need to get Mr. Sen's private money first."

"Mr. Sen can't keep so much private money."

Saitama quickly made up his mind: after the trip to the hot springs is over and he takes away Mori Ogai's private money, he will resume dressing in men's clothing.

"Saitama, we're going on a trip to the hot springs, and we're going somewhere else, they certainly don't know us."

"That way, they won't misunderstand us."

Nakahara Chu also quickly thought of a reason to comfort Saitama.

Saitama was comforted.

Saitama takes the hot spring trip very seriously.

Strangely, Saitama saw Itachi Uchiha.

The young man sat alone at the back, looking out the window silently. He put on that very strange cloak again, and he looked the same as when he first appeared.

"Mr. Uchiha, is it okay to be an intern in the Mafia?"

"very good."

The young man turned to look at Saitama.

The relationship among the members of the mafia is very complicated, but overall, it is much simpler than his own experience. Coming to the mafia for an internship made him feel very relaxed.

"Ah, are you back then?"

"Well. I feel that I can live here. After I die over there, I should come back. It's very interesting to intern in the mafia, and I will go again."

During this period, Uchiha Itachi was not only performing tasks in the Mafia, he had already spied on the secrets of this world and was very interested in it.Moreover, to be alive, he must find a chance to survive, no one would want to die directly.

Knowing that he will come back, Saitama is relieved.

The young man came silently, and disappeared silently. He didn't know when he disappeared. When Qiyu looked over again, there was no figure of the young man in the corner.

"I brought a small cake, do you want to eat it?" Saitama took out a big paper box.

"Yes, a machine without emotion."

"Yes, Mr. Saitama"

"Yes, teacher."

Qiyu took the small cakes and shared them with them, and those who didn't raise their hands also gave the cakes.

Nakahara also took a cake, broke it in half, ate half for himself, and gave the other half to Saitama.

"I can't eat the big ones, and they're very sweet," he said.

The small cake is only as thick as two fingers, and short, you can eat one in one bite.

"I don't put a lot of sugar in it."

"It's just sweet."

"Ok."

The two sat together, and Saitama sat inside, leaning against the glass window.

The scenery outside is receding rapidly, and the reflection in the car can also be seen on the glass window: Saitama is looking at the scenery outside the window, and Nakahara is also looking at Saitama.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the back of the chair and leaned his head over to look at Saitama up close.

"A machine without emotion, do you know hot spring eggs? Semi-solidified egg liquid, neither egg white nor egg white, good, cruel, cruel, oh."

"Just thinking about it makes me want to jump off here."

The mackerel spoke emotionally, even thinking that the egg would be able to hatch a chick in the future.

"When I mixed rice with hot spring eggs in the morning, you ate a lot." Saitama poked Osamu Dazai expressionlessly.

"They are talking about the hot spring eggs that I will eat when I go to the hot spring."

Although the hot spring egg bibimbap in the morning was indeed delicious, after Dazai Osamu ate his own small bowl, he couldn't hold back and added another bowl of rice.

But how can the food at home be the same as the food outside?

"At worst, don't eat it then."

"No, I won't give you food then."

Saitama quickly made a decision and united with others to isolate Osamu Dazai when he was about to eat hot spring eggs.

Dazai had a sad face.

"I was isolated." The mackerel lay alone on the back of the chair, like a fish that jumped out of the water and was rejected by the water.

The bus arrived at the place soon, and the hot spring hotel had a special person come out to pick it up.

However, there are more people on Qitama's side, and there are many salutes, most of which are taken by themselves.

Saitama specially took a heavy luggage and put it on Dazai Osamu's thin body, and pressed him down, "I've got the luggage."

"This is not my salute." Osamu Dazai struggled under the luggage.

This is the luggage he took into the car. Saitama didn't know whose it belonged to, and Nakahara Chuya deliberately didn't explain it.

Osamu Dazai saw the nervous Nakahara Chuya at once, and he immediately walked down the car with his luggage in his arms, "Emotionless machine, you are too cruel, I will be crushed to the ground."

The heavy luggage is simply unbearable.

But after noticing Nakahara Chuya's abnormal expression, Osamu Dazai insisted on carrying the heavy luggage by himself.

It's just that Saitama still wears a wig and clothes that are indistinguishable between male and female.

The employee of the hot spring hotel, Hai Yu, saw Saitama walking up and down in the boy's room, and even planned to take off his socks, and immediately blushed when he was barefoot.

Hai Xunshun was only a young boy in middle school. He was thrown by his parents to work in a hot spring hotel to experience life during the summer vacation. He has always done a good job.

But most of the guests are very nice, unlike the girl in front of me, who has been very close to several boys since entering the hotel, she is not shy at all, but after waiting in the room, it seems that he wants to have sex with these guys Boys live together.

Not only boys, but also grown men!

"You, are you bullying him? I, I tell you, my hand contains extremely powerful power, as long as I untie the bandage, you, you..."

The little boy's legs were shaking constantly, but he still managed to finish what he thought was very handsome.

He stepped forward and quickly pulled Qiyu behind him, blushing and whispering, "You, don't be afraid, I will protect you. Are they bullying you?"

Obviously girls should live in a room alone, why didn't these people remind the girls?

this is not right.

Qiyu stood behind Hai Xunshun, and explained in a low voice: "It's fine for me to live with them, and I only booked one room when I booked it."

"Did you recognize the wrong person? I'm a boy, not a girl."

As soon as he finished explaining, Qiyu saw the young boy turn around quickly.

"Hey?"

"Hey!"

Haigu looked up and down at Qiyu for a moment, his face was full of disbelief, and he firmly didn't want to believe it.

Because he confirmed it with his eyes, the one in front of him is obviously a girl.

"I'm a boy." Saitama explained again.

"I don't believe it!" Hai Yu suddenly said loudly.