"Hero? Rank? Bald cloak? What is that?" Alpha pondered, the man standing before her looked like an ordinary person, yet the power he exuded was terrifying.

"What kind of terrifying power is this?"

"Hey, are you a member of the Diablo cult?" Alpha asked Saitama, pointing her Slime sword at him.

Saitama looked confused by Alpha's words. "Diablo... Diavolo? Why would I be a member of the main antagonist's gang in Jojo Season 5?"

"Jojo, what the hell is he talking about?"

"Alpha-sama, should we kill him?" 664, a beautiful young woman with short blue hair, blue eyes, a small mole slightly to the left of her forehead, and a small but strong, slender figure, dressed in dark clothing with yellow and white accents on either side of her chest, asked Alpha while her eyes remained wary of Saitama.

"Don't rush, this guy is nothing like the ones we just eliminated. We need to be careful with him."

"By the way, who are you people dressed like that?" Saitama asked, his face showing a hint of impatience.

Alpha hesitated for a moment before answering.

"We are Shadow Garden, lurking in the shadows, hunting the shadows."

"Shadow Garden? Why a garden of shadows? It sounds like a gardening club. Do you girls grow flowers in these sewers? No wonder it smells awful."

"Gardening...?"

Alpha paused. A flash of lightning streaked through her mind. Could it be... he was mocking them? In the language of the underworld's leaders, "weeding out" usually refers to destroying an organization. He called Shadow Garden "gardening," meaning he considered destroying them as simple as mowing weeds?

"Arrogant!" 664 couldn't tolerate such insult, and she lunged forward like a blue lightning bolt. "You dare insult Shadow Garden, you will pay the price!"

"Hey, wait—!" Saitama raised his hand to stop her.

Whoosh!

664's sword slashed across Saitama's position. But, to her and 665's horror, the blade only cut through air. Saitama had somehow appeared right beside her, face to face at an extremely close distance.

"What kind of speed is this?!" 664 froze, cold sweat running down her face. She hadn't even seen him move.

"Be careful, little girl, running around with sharp objects is very dangerous," Saitama said in a deep, husky voice, his face now shadowed by the light from the chandelier above, looking terrifying, no different from a true demon.

Alpha witnessed this, her pupils contracting. He moved too fast, even faster than Delta! That's what Alpha thought.

"664, step back immediately!" Alpha shouted.

664 immediately retreated, standing beside Alpha.

She realized that if this man truly attacked, her subordinate would die before even realizing it. Alpha took a deep breath, withdrawing her killing intent but maintaining a defensive stance.

"It seems... you really don't belong to the Diabolos Cult," Alpha stated coldly, though her heart was racing. "Someone with such monstrous power can't be an unknown nobody." "A-list hero... Are you perhaps from a land outside this continent?"

"Huh? Outside the continent? You mean outside of City Z? Well, I guess so..." Saitama nodded blankly.

She needed to report Saitama to Shadow.

"There's an exit on the left side of the road."

"Oh, really?" Saitama barely managed to say that before the three members of Shadow Garden disappeared.

"Hey, where did those three go?"

End of Chapter 2