In the Hero Association of City A, except for Genos and the number one ranked Blast, who was always mysterious and elusive, all the S-Class Heroes were present.
It had been five days since Rimuru used Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion and teamed up with Saitama to shatter the meteorite; finally, all the S-Class Hero souls had been gathered.
Prisoner, in his prison uniform with a black ball and chain on his ankle; Superalloy Darkshine, who was constantly showing off his muscles; Child Emperor, biting on a lollipop while looking at a manga book; Pig God, who never stopped eating; and Atomic Samurai, with a blade of grass in his mouth and a look of complete indifference.
All the S-Class Heroes froze when they saw the scene of Rimuru using the Golden Longsword on the screen before them, completely at a loss for words.
This scene was being replayed, deeply etching itself into everyone’s hearts.
Just then, a high-ranking Hero Association official in a suit spoke up, “Ahem, heroes, we wish to place this Rimuru into the ranks of the S-Class Heroes.
What are your opinions?” Bofoi was exceptionally well-behaved because he had already witnessed Rimuru’s terror and didn’t want to provoke her.
Bang remembered the Little fellow he had a pleasant conversation with a few days ago, and a kind smile appeared on his face.
“I have no objection,” Bang and Metal Knight said simultaneously, which surprised the others.
These two, who usually didn’t get along, actually spoke at the same time.
Watchdog Man, who had the art style of a powerhouse and looked somewhat like Saitama, didn’t speak.
He simply left the words “No objection” on the table and departed, heading toward the city he protected.
Everyone else agreed as well, and Rimuru was placed in the 5th rank of S-Class.
Genos and Metal Knight also saw an increase in their rankings, though not as staggering as Rimuru’s.
As for Saitama, he was promoted to B-Class.
After all, not running away from the meteorite was very heroic.
As for the credit for the meteorite, the lion’s share went to Rimuru, a smaller portion was taken by Genos and Metal Knight, and Saitama, who was the main force, only got the leftovers.
“What an extraordinary Little fellow.
I really want to see what’s under that mask; I bet it’s a cute boy~” Prisoner said, looking at Rimuru’s small face covered by the mask on the screen.
“With such a powerful colleague appearing, no, I must go train my muscles again!
Muscles!” Superalloy Darkshine roared and charged out the door—literally, he ran right through the door, leaving a human-shaped hole in the wall.
Atomic Samurai pulled out a new blade of grass from somewhere and placed it in his mouth, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.
Clearly, he had taken an interest in Rimuru.
“Huh?!!
I didn’t even want to be an A-Class Hero, and you put me in S-Class?!
Are you crazy?
No, everyone in your whole Hero Association is crazy!!” Rimuru was holding her phone, looking quite lazy when she received the call from the Hero Association.
However, after hearing the person in charge finish speaking, she instantly bristled and gave the person on the other end a piece of her mind.
“So, what is your hero title?” After being scolded by Rimuru, the person in charge didn’t show any anger.
Perhaps it was because that group of guys was already eccentric enough; Rimuru’s anger was simple in comparison.
Rimuru almost crushed the game controller in her hand, but fortunately, she controlled her emotions, or else that limited-edition controller would have been ruined.
“Call me Demon Lord!” Rimuru said through gritted teeth to the person in charge on the phone, and then, without waiting for him to say anything else, she hung up.
After such a disturbance, Rimuru was no longer in the mood to play games.
She left Saitama to play by himself while she went out for a walk, planning to buy some food to comfort her “tender” heart.
Saitama looked unhappily at Rimuru as she left the house.
Damn it, why did he only get promoted to B-Class?
And Rimuru was actually unhappy about being S-Class!
He picked up an apple from the side and took a fierce bite.
He had received a text message in the morning saying he had been promoted to B-Class, and he had been quite happy at first, but now, he wasn’t happy at all.
Rimuru’s upper body was dressed in a black short-sleeved T-shirt that exposed her collarbones.
Near the shoulders, red cords were tied on each side.
Because her waist was so thin, a belt was wrapped around twice, and a large lion’s head ornament was attached to the right side of the belt.
On her lower body, she wore a pair of pure white shorts.
A golden wheat-patterned leg ring was tied around her left thigh, and a small fluffy ball hung from the side of her leg.
On her feet, she wore boots long enough to cover a third of her calves, with a small, thick heel of about two or three centimeters.
With her hands in her pockets, she walked along the streets of City A, a lollipop in her mouth, her cute face full of annoyance.
On the other side, the person in charge at the Hero Association looked at the phone, which was now emitting a busy signal, completely at a loss for words.
She shattered a meteorite and saved so many people, yet she chose such a title.
He could already imagine how the citizens of City Z would curse the Hero Association once this title was announced.
But there was no helping it; she had said so herself, and he had no right to change it privately, so he could only announce Rimuru’s title.
Sure enough, within thirty minutes, the comment section under the Hero Association’s post was flooded by citizens.
The most prominent comment was: [Why give such a title to the great hero who saved us?!] The person in charge was also helpless and almost in tears.
There was nothing he could do; this was the title the great hero gave herself.
He couldn’t just say that directly, as it would likely cause even more chaos, so he simply ignored it all.
Meanwhile, Rimuru, who was at the center of the controversy, had both hands full of various items.
Her face was beaming with smiles, and her mouth was oily from eating, looking very happy.
However, just as Rimuru was enjoying herself, a commotion suddenly came from afar.
Rimuru glanced over with her Tenseigan and was instantly speechless.
Was the creation of monsters really this damn simple?
She saw a Trash Can Monster standing not far away, babbling about how humans created too much trash and that it would represent the Earth in exterminating humanity.
This sounds so familiar.
Vaccine Man, is that you?
Have you been resurrected?
Forget it, just clean it up, or else I won’t be able to eat.
Rimuru finished the food in her hands in a few bites, wiped her mouth clean with a tissue, and put on Miss Shizu’s mask.
Using a nearby railing, she leaped a few times and landed steadily in front of the Trash Can Monster.
Seeing someone appear, the surrounding people stopped fleeing.
Rimuru even had fans now; they pulled out their phones and started snapping photos of her, not forgetting to shout, “Look!!
That’s the great hero who shattered the meteorite and saved City Z!!
Demon Lord Rimuru!!” The people around were confused upon hearing Rimuru’s title.
Wasn’t she the great hero who saved City Z?
Why use such a title?
Then, fans began explaining their own interpretations to the bystanders.
After hearing the explanation, the bystanders also became angry and joined Rimuru’s fan club.
“Alright, shut up.” Seeing the Trash Can Monster about to speak, Rimuru simply snapped her fingers.
Pitch-Black Lightning appeared out of thin air in the mall and struck the Trash Can Monster.
The next moment, the Trash Can Monster fell to the ground, twitching all over, with Black Lightning still flickering on its body.
“Leaving it here is a bit in the way.
Should I contact the Hero Association guys to handle it, or should I clean it up myself?” Rimuru fell into deep thought for a moment.
She hadn’t brought the phone to contact the Hero Association, so what should she do?
Just then, Bang walked over with his hands behind his back.
“Little friend, we meet again.
It really is fate.” Bang spoke to Rimuru with a kind smile on his face.
“Hmm?
Old man, you’re out shopping too?” Rimuru turned her head at the sound, saw Bang approaching with his hands behind his back, and raised a hand to wave at him.
“Hasn’t this monster already been defeated?
Oh right, young friend, you might not know how to handle it.
Wolf-level and Tiger-level ones like this have no research value; just clean them up on the spot.” Bang was telling Rimuru how to handle these monsters.
“Got it.” Rimuru raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
Terrifying Black Flames immediately ignited, and in the blink of an eye, the Trash Can Monster was burned to ashes.
As Bang looked at the Black Flames on the Trash Can Monster, he seemed to recall the giant from before; it seemed that was also the work of this Little fellow, Rimuru.
However, he was curious why Rimuru would use “Demon Lord” as her hero title; she didn’t look like a Demon Lord at all.
“Alright, old man, see you next time.
I’m going to get some food.
Being a hero is such a pain.” Rimuru bid farewell to Bang and, without waiting for him to say anything, left straight away, muttering something under her breath.
Bang smiled helplessly.
This Little fellow, despite saying it’s a pain, aren’t you the one who solved all those troublesome matters?
From the giant at the start to the meteorite a few days ago, and now this Trash Can Monster.
Truly someone whose actions contradict their words.
What Rimuru didn’t know was that her actions just now had been captured by fans and uploaded to the Hero Association’s official website, with demands for the association to change Rimuru’s title.
The person in charge saw the video uploaded by Rimuru’s fans, and upon seeing the Black Flames, he immediately recalled the giant from some time ago.
So she had already started working in the hero industry?
Then why was she so resistant to being a hero?
It was truly baffling.