C4 My Disciple Is Called Saitama
These words...
They were originally Saitama's internal monologue, a moment of self-realization as he defeated the Crab Monster.
But Cello Everett hadn't anticipated...
With his arrival, he inadvertently turned himself into Saitama's idol.
However...
Cello Everett wasn't one for pretense.
Having already altered Saitama's destiny...
He decided to see it through to the end!
"Rise."
Cello Everett extended his hand to Saitama. "From this day forward, you're my apprentice."
"Thank you, Master!"
Saitama's face beamed with excitement as he bowed deeply.
"Ding!"
"Receiving Saitama's heartfelt thanks, you've earned a diamond gift box."
Cello Everett flashed a satisfied smile.
True to his role as the protagonist of the first punch.
A diamond gift box, the likes of which he'd never seen before.
What more was there to say?
"System, combine it with the silver gift box I got earlier and open them both."
"Ding!"
"Opening the silver gift box, you've gained expert-level piano skills."
Who would have thought that Melinde was a pianist?
Sadly...
That's no use in battle!
Cello Everett smirked. Piano playing won't slay a monster!
The highlight was still Saitama's diamond gift box!
The box, gleaming with diamond brilliance, slowly opened.
"Ding!"
"You've acquired the talent for unlimited growth."
Cello Everett's eyes narrowed.
He hadn't expected such incredible luck.
To draw Saitama's most crucial ability on his first try.
In that instant...
Cello Everett felt a weight lift off him.
As if...
An invisible shackle had been suddenly released!
A rush of warmth, akin to a volcanic eruption, burst forth throughout his body.
The old construction worker's strength, the parkour enthusiast's speed, and the fitness buff's resilience.
All the abilities Cello Everett had previously acquired.
Now, with the limiter removed, they unleashed in full force!
Strength, speed, endurance—it all soared rapidly, as if propelled by a rocket.
"Whew!"
As the heat dissipated.
Cello Everett exhaled deeply.
Instinctively, his hand clutched the steel handrail in the park.
"Creak, creak, creak..."
The once solid steel crumbled like tofu in Cello Everett's effortless grip.
Releasing his grip, Cello Everett sported a smile of satisfaction.
Host: Cello Everett
Physique: 2.5
Strength: 2000 kilograms
Speed: 30 meters per second
Resistance: 3000 kilograms
His strength had doubled, and his speed had increased by half.
Overall, his power had tripled at the very least!
Cello Everett was confident.
At this point, he was unmatched among the Wolf Level monsters.
But what was even more significant...
Saitama's talent had no limits, no ceiling to his potential.
Meaning...
If he completed a daily regimen of one hundred sit-ups, push-ups, and squats, plus a ten-kilometer run,
He could attain god-like power in just three years!
With the system's help, he might achieve it even faster.
And the icing on the cake?
Since the system removed his limiter, he wouldn't even lose his hair.
With this thought, Cello Everett's satisfaction with Saitama deepened.
He had chosen his disciple well!
Saitama, feeling a bit sheepish, scratched his head.
He hadn't actually done anything yet.
But...
"Master, what's our next move?"
Saitama asked, brimming with excitement, "I'm eager to start getting stronger."
"…"
Cello Everett gave him a peculiar look.
You're eager to go bald?
If Saitama knew the cost of gaining strength was his hair...
Would he still be so thrilled?
"No need to hurry."
Cello Everett decided to bide his time.
He'd find the right moment to discuss the balding side effect with Saitama.
And hear what he had to say...
In the original story,
Saitama never had the chance to choose.
But now, with Cello Everett as his mentor,
He would certainly be offered that choice...
As for gaining strength,
If need be, Cello Everett would find another way.
