"It's a quasi-government agency that exists in my home world for dealing with the monster attacks," he explains with a roll of his eyes. "At one point they were marginally effective, but at this point, it's primarily populated by attention-starved incompetents who only joined for the fame and glory. They've been losing heroes at an accelerated rate lately too - two days before I came here, they held a conference in an attempt to bribe criminals into joining their little pretend play-time fun and games."

"It went about as well as you'd expect. I left early, since I was only there looking for Saitama, but I heard the crowd rioting as I walked out the door."

And hey, he's only been caught once, and that was only because of Saitama! He's good what he does, even if he's not good at being subtle about it.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He takes a bite of his yakitori, straightening himself up and looking away from Ekko. "I am uninterested. You're not that interesting, after all. You're just some cocky teenager I'm stuck with until something better comes along."

Heaving a great, dramatic sigh, Sonic rolls his eyes again, throwing one hand up in defeat. "Fine, fine, it was a poor analogy. You are vastly more intelligent and independent than the majority of the shinki I have encountered. My point was, you could have it worse. I could be a callous god who doesn't bother with proper care and concern for those he's responsible."