The city slept unaware of the steamy secrets about to unfold. Tatsumaki, usually so reserved, found herself in a compromising position. Her thoughts drifted to Saitama, always so oblivious. Fubuki, ever the temptress, was already in the mood for some adult fun. She knew just how to get what she wanted. The night was long and filled with unexpected pleasures. Soon, even Tatsumaki found herself consumed by desire. The morning after left a pleasant ache. Fubuki, always wanting more, plotted her next move. The world of One Punchman would never be the same.