Chapter 32
The training ground was sparsely populated, with a dozen or so young boys scattered around—each roughly around ten years old.
"Alright, everyone, hold up. We've got new recruits."
Uchiha Mori clapped his hands, drawing the young trainees' attention.
The boys stopped their drills and gathered in a loose semi-circle. They had clearly just started training for the day. Their curious eyes settled on Saitama and Shisui.
"Hey, everyone. I'm Uchiha Saitama. Please take care of me going forward!"
Saitama stepped forward and introduced himself before Mori could say a word.
The group looked at him with interest—he was clearly younger than the rest, and his calm composure stood out.
Only one other person had joined this early before: Shisui.
And everyone here already knew what kind of monster Shisui was.
"Saitama and Shisui are now officially part of the unit. I expect you to get along and support one another," Mori said, glancing around at the group.
As Saitama looked at the young faces—still unpolished, still green—a strange sense of responsibility stirred in his chest.