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"What's a quirk?" This question caused everyone who could hear Saitama incredible confusion. How could someone not know what a quirk is!? Quirks were literally the foundation of the world they lived in for goodness sake!
Nezu cleared his throat and looked at Saitama confused. "Are you saying you've never heard of a quirk before?" Saitama looked at him blankly. "No. What the hell is a quirk?"
At this point, Nezu had no idea how to handle the situation. He had been planning on thanking the man for saving the students, then reprimanding him for killing the Nomu, but Saitama's lack of understanding of how the world works caused his plans to be dismissed. Little did Nezu know that Saitama caused all plans to be dismissed in the wake of his incredible strength and naivety.
Nezu decided that he would figure Saitama out another time. "Well, no matter!" He said cheerfully, "you're going to need to come with us!"
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Saitama was very confused. He was just walking around, minding his business, when a hole in the ground opened up underneath him. He had fallen through and ended up here.
That was problem enough, but to make matters worse, he had fallen into a villain attack. He was surprised no one had noticed him fall out of the sky.
That was not the most pressing matter, however. The current issue was the rat monster asking them to come with him. What was his name again? Nerzu? Nerzy? Redzu? Ah! Netso! That was it! Saitama nodded in satisfaction at the remembering of the rat monsters name.
What was important was not Nitso's name, but whether Saitama should follow him. The heroes seemed to trust him, and Saitama figured that if anything went wrong, he could punch his way out. Saitama nodded in satisfaction. "Alright Nitsa, I'll come with you."
There was a sudden cough from Present Mic at the absolute butchering of Nezu's name. Nezu looked at him, amused. "Is there a problem?" Nezu asked. "N-- no sir," Mic stuttered. Nezu nodded in satisfaction. "Good." He then turned to Saitama, "then if you will follow me?"
Saitama followed Nutsa to his car and got inside. The mouse sat next to Saitama, while an abnormally skinny man we know as Yagi Toshinori drove the car. Saitama turned to his right. "So, Nutsack, where are we going?"
Yagi nearly crashed the car when he heard what Saitama called Nezu, even Nezu looked surprised someone could butcher his name so badly. "My name is Nezu, Mr. Saitama." "Right right, Nizu, got it." Nezu sighed. It was clear Saitama would never get his name right.
"Ignoring how terrible you are at names, Mr. Saitama, you appear to be a quite competent hero." Saitama nodded at Nezu's statement. "Thanks, though I have a lot of questions for you." Nezu smiled, "and I for you, but that will have to wait for when we arrive at UA." Saitama nodded like he had any idea what UA was. "Got it."
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After arriving at UA, Saitama and Nezu went up to his office. They sat down at the desk, and just sat in awkward silence, being the only two people in the room. "So, Saitama, care to explain why you killed a man today," Nezu asked dangerously. Saitama raised a non-existent eyebrow, "I did?" "Yes, you punched him earlier today." "Oh! You mean that bird monster!" "Why do you insist on calling it a monster?" "Is that not what it is?"
After that sentence came the typical confused explanation of the MHA world seen in every fic like this, followed by Saitama explaining his. Nezu, not being stupid, realized Saitama was from another world. He didn't know how to feel about that. Saitama, also not being that stupid, realized he was in another world... He didn't know how to feel about that.
Nezu looked at Saitama. "It appears you are in another world." Saitama nodded. "Yep." Nezu thought deeply. "Well, we'll figure this out next chapter." What do you mean next chapter?" "Nothing," Nezu said fourth wall breakingly.