One Punch of Justice

“Behold, the name of the condemned…”

The cannonball struck Mr.5 with precision, yet when the haze subsided, he stood there unscathed, nonchalantly picking his nose, without a single scratch on his body.

“The captain of the Alabasta Kingdom’s royal guards, Igaram, and the princess, Nefertari Vivi,” he declared, enunciating each syllable with precision.

As the name left his lips, all hope vanished from the faces of the onlookers. But Vivi was not one to be defeated so easily. She pointed her tail at Mr.5, brandishing her peacock saw blade, and proclaimed, “Don’t you dare underestimate me, you hounds of Crocodile!”

Mr.5 didn’t bat an eye. “It’s giving me a headache,” he muttered. “You keep mentioning the boss’s name, and if it gets out, we’ll all be silenced.”

But Vivi was not deterred.

“Die, Princess Vivi!” Mr.5 bellowed, preparing to unleash his explosive powers. However, before he could do so, Vivi flung her peacock saw blade at him with all her might.

Mr.5 dodged the attack effortlessly, and with a smirk, he flicked a booger at Vivi. The booger exploded on impact, sending Vivi flying several meters away.

As she lay there, rolling on the ground, her hair became undone, and she looked nothing like a princess anymore.

“I’ll save you, my princess!” Igaram shouted, rushing towards Vivi’s aid.

But before he could reach her, a sudden force pushed him down to the ground.

Miss Valentine, holding a parasol and looking as cool as a cucumber, was sitting on Igaram’s back, becoming heavier and heavier with each passing moment. “You won’t be able to save her,” she said with a sly grin. “I’ve eaten the Kilo-Kilo Fruit, which allows me to freely change my weight between one and ten thousand kilograms. As a senior member of Baroque Works, I won’t let you escape so easily, Igaram.”

A deafening explosion echoed through the surroundings, shaking the very foundation of the area. The scene that unfolded was one of utter devastation and ruin.

Amid the chaos, the once agile and graceful ViVi now struggled to even catch her breath, her body battered and bloodied. In a desperate attempt to stay alive, she wiped away the blood from her wounds and struggled to stand on her trembling legs.

It was impossible for such a loud explosion to go unnoticed. The bounty hunters who were gathered inside the banquet hall immediately rushed outside, weapons at the ready. But when they caught a glimpse of the assailant responsible for the attack, their courage faltered, and their voices fell silent.

Such was the power and authority of the Baroque Works’ high-ranking officers. They held the ability to strike fear in the hearts of even the most seasoned bounty hunters, leaving them quivering in their boots.

In that moment, it was clear to everyone present that these high-ranking officers possessed the strength to eliminate not just ViVi and Igaram, but every single bounty hunter in the vicinity, if they so chose.

As Mr.5 smirked, he pointed his finger at Vivi’s forehead, confident in his ability to eliminate any target entrusted to him. “Whether a princess or a king, our mission is inevitable,” he sneered. “Hate me if you will, but pray that you don’t make the same mistake again in your next life.”

Vivi braced herself as she waited for the explosion from Mr.5’s devastating Devil Fruit power. The air was heavy with tension, and the room was silent save for the ticking of the clock.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a bald-headed stranger stepped into the room.

“Excuse me,” he interrupted, looking bewildered by the scene before him.

“I don’t mean to intrude, but could you please tone down the fireworks a bit? They’re really quite loud and disturbing the peace around here.”

Vivi’s heart leaped with hope. Could this stranger be their salvation? She couldn’t help but feel grateful for his unexpected interruption.

Saitama surveyed the scene before him, his confusion mounting with each passing moment. The road leading to the venue resembled a battlefield, as though it had been crushed by a tank. “But this was just supposed to be a party, wasn’t it? What in the world had happened here?”

As he pondered these questions, his thoughts were interrupted by Mr.5’s voice. Saitama turned his attention to the man and noted the navy coat draped over his shoulders. Mr.5 furrowed his brow in response to the sight of it.

“Hmph…I wasn’t aware of any Navy presence on this island,” he muttered.

However, his concerns were quickly replaced by his unwavering commitment to his mission. He would eliminate anyone who stood in his way, including the Navy if necessary. He could take care of them and his task with ease.

But as he prepared to attack, he was interrupted by Vivi’s muffled plea. “Navy officer, please save me!!”

Saitama was momentarily taken aback by her sudden plea, but he quickly regained his composure. In the time it took for Mr.5’s explosive powers to activate, Saitama had already closed the gap between them, delivering a devastating blow to the top of Mr.5’s head. The man was defeated before he had even realized what had happened.

With a resounding “crash,” Mr. 5’s pants were blown to smithereens, revealing his underwear adorned with little heart patterns.

Mr. 5’s face turned as red as a ripe tomato, and the whole scene fell into a stunned silence.

“Oops, my bad…” Saitama chuckled, trying to contain his laughter.

Mr. 5 clenched his fists, trembling with fury. “You’ve crossed the line, Navy guy!” he roared, his voice cracking. “Nobody humiliates me like this and gets away with it!”

Saitama couldn’t hold back his laughter any longer. He burst into guffaws, tears streaming down his face, as he pointed at Mr. 5’s underwear. “Nice undies, by the way. Those heart patterns are really cute!”

Miss Valentine’s eyes widened as she covered her mouth to suppress a giggle, but it was too late. Saitama’s contagious laughter had already infected her.

“Enough!” Mr. 5 shouted, his face turning an even deeper shade of red. He stomped his foot and clenched his fists tighter. “I won’t stand for this mockery any longer! You’ve ignited my rage, you clueless Navy guy! No matter who you are, anyone who dares to stand in the way of our mission will be crushed!!!”

Saitama finally noticed the other person standing beside the explosive man, a blonde bombshell with a small umbrella.

“One wearing sunglasses at night…”

“One using an umbrella at night…”

“Hehehe…”

Saitama burst into laughter, unable to contain himself, as he looked at them with an amused expression. He covered his mouth and chuckled, “Wearing sunglasses at night and using an umbrella, not even the most fashion-forward office ladies would dare to pull off such embarrassing stunts…”

“Mind your own business!!!”

The duo blushed furiously, their embarrassment turning into anger as they retorted, “How we choose to dress is our own business! And you, with that bald head at such a young age, have no right to criticize us!”

“Ah… I can’t argue with you there about the bald head,” Saitama scratched his head, feeling a bit self-conscious, then he continued, “Let’s put that aside for now, you two… Harming others is a crime, so please stop right now, okay?”

“Hmph! Who do you think you are!”

Mr. 5 arrogantly took off his sunglasses, his face twisted with anger as he picked his nose, “You’re just a measly Navy guy, daring to lecture us… Seems like you’re tired of living…”

Miss Valentine also folded her umbrella, nodding in agreement, “Our mission is absolute! Anyone who gets in our way must be eliminated…”

Saitama raised an eyebrow, “Oh?”

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So, ten minutes had passed.

Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine found themselves battered and bruised, kneeling in front of Saitama, the infamous Bald-Devil, while Tashigi stood by his side with a stern expression. Tears streamed down their faces as they desperately apologized, “We’re sorry!”

Saitama scratched his head, looking unimpressed. “Apologies won’t cut it.”

Tashigi stepped forward, handcuffs in hand. “I’ve investigated and it turns out, you two are wanted criminals.” She gestured towards the handcuffs. “Put these handcuffs on, you two are going to jail,” Tashigi declared firmly

Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine hesitated, eyeing the bald-devil standing behind Tashigi.

It didn’t take long for them to realize that defying Saitama would be a futile effort. With a resigned sigh, they extended their hands and submitted to the handcuffs, allowing Tashigi to lead them away.

As they were taken into custody, Saitama turned to the disheveled blue-haired girl, Princess Vivi. “So, you’re the one who sought help from the World Government?”

Vivi nodded fervently. “Yes, that’s me.”

“Tell me what you found,” He urged.

Vivi took a deep breath. “I infiltrated the notorious Baroque Works due to the internal turmoil in my country, only to uncover a shocking secret. The enemy we’re facing is none other than Crocodile, one of the feared Shichibukai!” Vivi implored Saitama, her voice filled with urgency. “Please contact the Navy headquarters admiral. Only they have the power to deal with a villain as mighty as Crocodile!”

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