Being the strongest on the whole earth, Saitama's life was absolutely boring. Every day there are fights with villains which were super boring. One punch, and the enemy is gone.

How long has it been since he felt anything other than the taste of his favorite food on his tongue. Yes, he wanted to be a cool and strong hero, but he didn't know that it would be so bad.

The only thing that made him feel alive was you. His wife. Only you could light this flame of desire in his soul and cheer him up. He returned home only for you, and he continued to be a hero too, just for you.

You were returning from the store, with heavy bags, walking slowly home. You were going to make dinner, and your husband, as usual, was somewhere outside the house. You've already imagined how to finally put heavy bags of groceries on the table, but your plans were cut off by the abruptly appearing monster in front.

Fear has enveloped you. No one is around, no one can help you right now. The monster had already swung its claws, but immediately it was torn apart and you were covered by someone's body.

You saw Saitama holding his cloak so that the blood wouldn't stain you.

"Why didn't you call me to help with the bags?" he asked and took the bags from you as if they weighed like air.