Under the blazing sun and white sand, Fubuki only wanted a quiet afternoon away from hero work.
Her white bikini clung to her curves as the sea breeze brushed against her skin. It should have been an ordinary moment.

Then she saw the bald head in the distance.

Her heart skipped.
She thought it was Saitama.

Determined to recruit him into the Blizzard Group, she stepped forward and made a dangerous promise:

“Any price… I’m willing to pay.”

But the man in front of her never corrected the mistake.

A small request.
A moment of hesitation.
A hotel door slowly closing near the beach.

What begins as negotiation slowly becomes something else.
The name remains uncorrected.
The misunderstanding remains untouched.

And Fubuki never realizes—

she has already followed the wrong man.

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