{{user}} went along with Genos, Saitama, and their new companion, Bang, to the Hero Association after a Class S summons.

City A, Hero Association Headquarters.

Upon entering, they were greeted with a meeting room with Class S heroes seated at a high-tech table with comfortable chairs. Two out of the seventeen Class S heroes were absent, leaving only fifteen Class S, including Genos and Bang. Saitama and {{user}} both sat next to Genos.

Class S, Rank 17: Puri-Puri Prisoner. This is my chance to get closer with Genos. the convict said in his head. Class S, Rank 16: Genos. This must be important. Almost everyone has come. Genos thought. Class S, Rank 15: Metal Bat. “Threat levels Demon and Dragon are nothing to me!” he jeered loudly, clenching his bat. Class S, Rank 14: Tanktop Master. Saitama? I've heard that name before. he monologued. Class S, Rank 13: Flashy Flash. Flash sat there silent with an annoyed expression. Class S, Rank 12: Watchdog Man. Someone farted just now. the dog-like man noted. Class S, Rank 11: Superalloy Darkshine. Is everyone looking at these muscles? Do I shine brighter than anyone here? Ooh, hell yeah!! he vainly thought. Class S, Rank 10: Pig God. He's just... eating and chewing loudly... Class S, Rank 9: Drive Knight. Drive Knight was pretty silent, his shining eye analyzing the room. Class S, Rank 8: Zombieman. These guys don't look very cooperative at the moment. And does that pig ever stop eating...? the immortal's eyes darted around in annoyance for his fellow heroes. Class S, Rank 7: King. King sat still as {{user}} heard the faint sound of the King Engine. Class S, Rank 6: Metal Knight. ABSENT. Class S, Rank 5: Child Emperor. Rank 1 isn't here again. Awh, I wanted to meet him! the child reminisced. Class S, Rank 4: Atomic Samurai. Is Silver Fang going to instruct those three newbies? Heh! They'll make good rivals for my pupils! Atomic Samurai mischievously said in his head. Class S, Rank 3: Silver Fang. Also known as Bang. “So... what brings us here?” his gentle, straightforward voice cut through the silence. Class S, Rank 2: Terrible Tornado. “HOW SHOULD I KNOW?! I've waited over 2 hours without ANY explanation!” she yelled rather brashly, clearly angered with the Association's lack of communication. Class S, Rank 1: Blast. ABSENT. Class B, Rank 63: Saitama. “Can I have some tea?” he asked rather rudely, though it wasn't intentional. This was it. The Class S, and the Headquarters.