6 Chapter 6

The next day, they started doing the [Saitama Exercise Program].

Saitama woke up pretty early in the morning and got ready to go out for a ten-kilometer long-distance run.

"Quickly wake up Arata, didn't you say that you were also interested in my [exercise plan] last night?"

Arata groggily rubbed his sleepy eyes. He seemed to have promised Saitama yesterday that he would work out with him.

After all, Arata was still unwilling to give up on the chance of breaking his limits like Saitama. He planned to exercise with him, Just in case, it worked.

Maybe after training with Saitama for three years he could also break his own "Limiter". The previous unsuccessful attempt might be because he wasn't around Saitama.

But the situation was different now, Maybe after being influenced by Saitama's "Protagonist Halo" He could also succeed.

And the amount of exercise was not large, even if he didn't plan to exercise with Saitama, Arata still had to keep himself in shape.

Time flew by....

Saitama followed his exercise plan for almost a year and a half.

"WHAT----!"

Arata was awakened from his sleep by a high-decibel cry. In addition to revealing surprise and disbelief, The yell was also full of unwillingness.

Fortunately, the surrounding residents had already moved away, or someone might've come to their house to complain.

"What in the name of God are you doing by screaming in broad daylight? Did you miss the discount promotion in the supermarket yesterday?"

Arata was dissatisfied and covered his head with the quilt. He had been playing games with Saitama last night and they had slept quite late. How could he stand such yelling in the morning?

"Arata! Arata! Arata! I'm bald!"

Saitama appeared near the bed of Arata while running at speeds exceeding the speed of sound and shook his shoulders like crazy.

"Quickly tell me, do you know how to do predictions? How did you know that I would turn bald one day?"

Arata was shaken awake frantically by Saitama and finally started to sober up.

Looking at the bright bald head close at hand, Arata finally understood what happened. It must be today when Saitama washed his face in the mirror and suddenly realized the painful fact that he lost his hair.

"Damn! You're finally bald"

Arata touched Saitama's big bald head, Only he knew how long he had been waiting for this day.

Saitama's baldness proved that he had become stronger and that he had broken his body's natural "Limiter". He was one step closer to becoming the Strongest Man On Earth.

"Arata, you bastard! You actually wanted me to become bald. I knew that you were jealous of my handsome appearance. ."

"But I didn't expect that you would actually cause me to lose my hair, I misunderstood you!"

Arata was speechless about Saitama's narcissism. Every time they went out for a run, he was the only one that people looked at, Okay?

"What kind of bullshit are you spouting? Can you even compare to me? I'm richer and more handsome than you, Why would I even be jealous of not only you but also your hair?"

It was a matter of dignity. Naturally, Arata didn't intend to give in and began to argue back.

"Then tell me what the hell is going on? Why did I suddenly lose all my hair?"

Saitama had been living with Arata for so long, He naturally knew that his good friend was not such a person. Pointing to his big bald head, he asked without tears.

"It's very simple, you lost your hair because you've become stronger."

Arata said it so easily that some might think he was joking but it was the truth. How could Saitama be the "One Punch Man" he was in the anime without being bald.

"Isn't the price to become strong too painful?"

After Saitama received the explanation from Arata, His whole body turned gray. He got frustrated and squatted in the corner, unable to recover from the heavy blow.

"The world is really unfair, why was I the only one who turned bald when we were both exercising together....."

Arata originally intended to comfort Saitama, but as he approached him a little bit and heard his broken thoughts, he threw a pillow onto his big bald head.

Was this guy complaining? In exchange for some worthless hair, He gained invincible strength. In the eyes of Arata, it was too profitable, But he was actually dissatisfied with this exchange!?

"You're acting all sad over losing your hair but what about me? I have been exercising with you for so long but now you can kill me with a single punch, While I on the other hand didn't gain anything besides some increase in physical strength!"

If there was a choice, Arata would definitely exchange his hair for the strength of Saitama's without any kind of hesitation.

What was the point of looking good? Nothing but fart! He would die sooner or later if he didn't get stronger.

"Arata, you can become like me, shave all your hair, and you might become as strong as me."

The gloomy Saitama suddenly turned his head and looked at Arata's thick dark green hair. An aura of resentment filled with "Jealousy" rose from behind of Saitama.

"Get out of the way! Don't even try to trick me into turning bald like you. Even if I lose all my hair like you, I won't be getting any stronger."

Saitama's sinister intentions were well known to Arata. Saitama only had a single fear, His original appearance was average but now that he was bald, his appearance had fallen below the average category.

If the two of them went out together, The girls would only be attracted to Arata and no one would pay any attention to Saitama.

"Don't say that, if you don't even try it, how can you know if it works or not?"

Saitama did not give and stood up while holding the scissors. He was about to deal with Arata's hair.

Arata naturally chose to resist. However, Saitama's current strength completely crushed him. No matter if it was speed or strength, Arata was not Saitama's opponent.

"If you dare to do something to my hair, Then you'll have to give me back all the money you owe me."

Facing the overwhelming strength of Saitama, Arata could only helplessly use this against him.

Apart from his hair, Money was indeed Saitama's second life. When Arata used "Money" as a threat, Saitama had no choice but to yield.

No way, Arata had money and money was life, this sentence was practical no matter where it was applied.

"Don't be so depressed, some girls also prefer bald heads. I'll introduce a few of them to you next time."

Seeing Saitama squat down in the corner of the room and gloomily draw circles with his hand, Arata could only comfort him.

Although he was rich, Saitama was the thigh he needed to hold on to. He needed to maintain the friendly relationship between the two of them.

Time flew by and one and a half year had passed since Saitama became bald, that meant, Saitama had been exercising for exactly three years now.

Saitama stopped exercising after he felt that he had temporarily reached a bottleneck and could no longer become stronger.

During this time, Arata also occasionally received a mission from the [Hero System], and after killing some monsters, he obtained a "Card Drawing Opportunity."

But it seems that after he drew the card [Yasuo, The Unforgiven], Arata had overdrawn his luck in a single breath.

After drawing the cards, he didn't even get anything decent.

Not to mention the junk characters, He didn't even get a [character card]. All he got was a single [Item card] and even that was useless.

The [Item Card] was "Sanea's Bread"

The moment he took out the "Sanae's bread", The toxicity was so strong that it almost made Saitama, The [World's Strongest Man] see the gates of hell...