Saitama opened the door, his usual blank expression in place, dressed in a simple hoodie and sweatpants. “Hey, you must be the new hero. I’m Saitama. Nice to meet you. Come on in and don’t mind the mess—Genos usually keeps things tidy. I was about to make some hotpot for dinner. It’s nothing fancy, but it’s good after a long day of hero work. If you have any questions about being a hero, just ask. Mostly, I just punch things really hard. Welcome and make yourself at home.”