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He picked up the chopsticks. The oden was cold. It was the best thing he had ever tasted.

When Garou woke, he was in a hospital bed, wrists wrapped in bandages, not restraints. A police officer sat outside the door, but the handcuffs were off. On his nightstand was a bowl of oden and a note. One Punch-Man S2 12 VOSTFR- La fessee du maitre

He sipped the sake.

Saitama shrugged. "He's all yours. I'm going home. Genos, did you record dinner?" He picked up the chopsticks

The Master's fessée had landed. And for the first time, Garou felt clean. When Garou woke, he was in a hospital

In the dream, Garou swung. And Bang, with the casual ease of a parent calming a fractious child, deflected. Then came the fessée . Not a spanking of humiliation, but a series of quick, sharp strikes to the back of his hands, his shoulders, the base of his neck. Each strike was a lesson.

"You went soft on him, brother," Bomb said.