Chapter 15

Street wondered about the Association, but stopped and stared as people began to gather around a certain window. He was curious enough to see for himself, yet there wasn't really anything to see. "Garou went in there four hours ago I think, maybe he's been in there longer." Said Stinger.

"Whose in there with him?" asked Forte.

"Well that really tall guy with the braided hair… what's his name again? He kinda looks like Amai… then again, there's quite a few that I have seen that look like Amai as of late! What the hell is that about?" Stinger said and snickered.

"Long story." Called Street. "The guy you are speaking about is Tempest. As for why he looks like Amai, I don't think I am even allow to say anything yet."

The heroes froze. "Yet?!" they demanded. "So you know!"

Street nodded his head to them, however didn't think it was the time or the place. Perhaps he should have kept his mouth shut about the incident in question. He suddenly found himself surrounded by the heroes. "Wait, is this anything like how Snek got his kids?" asked Captain Mizuki.

Street appeared curious. "What do you know about that?" he asked gently.

She shrugged her shoulders to it all. "Well, we know they came out of nowhere! Snek won't even tell us how it happened. We asked Alley but she said until Snek is willing to speak about it, she will explain everything. But he's rather tight lipped."

"Ah, for good reason then, so I cannot speak a word of this either for the time being. Just know what you have thought is true. But that is all I am going to say."

The heroes froze. "Wait… you mean to tell me… Amai Mask… has kids!?" demanded Stinger.

"They aren't his anymore." Street said as he moved himself along, however he only peeked the hero's curiosity to it all.

"Oh come on, you got to tell us now!" protested Forte.

"Yeah, you're a cyborg, you can't lie can you?" asked Death Gatling.

Street paused and turned to him with a smirk. "According to who?" he demanded. He began to walk away, yet sensed someone following him.

"Uh… coach Brawler?"

He paused to the voice of Captain Mizuki. He turned as she found herself blushing in a sense. "I know you may not be the athletic type, but I heard you can help heroes improve upon themselves. Would… you consider training me?" she asked.

It was a rather unusual request, however he nodded. "Certainly!" he said, in fact, he would be delighted. He has been admiring her from a far as of late, but had no idea as to how to approach her. Captain Mizuki appeared to have a training regiment and he didn't want to disrupt it. Yet, now, an opportunity has come! "Where did you want to improve your skill set?" he asked. "Just by looking at you I can tell you're quite strong, athletic and very versatile in various skills involving track and field training…"

She blushed to it. "Yeah, but… I could be better!" she insisted. "When do you think we can start?"

Street had never been asked such a thing before. "Let's find another spar room and see what we can do. Yet before he could find one, Garou came out of his with a very tired looking Tempest. The kid appeared to be on the brink of passing out! In fact, his eyes rolled, Garou caught him before he hit the ground but smiled to it all.

"Defiantly my kid," he said proudly.

"YOUR KID!?"

He was startled by the sudden appearance of the heroes, all who had gathered outside of the closed off spar room stopped and stared as Garou held up a worn out child of Amai Mask. "Whoa, wait, he's YOUR son?" demanded Stinger. "He looks NOTHING like you. He's Amai's isn't he?"

Garou sneered at the notion. "Never say that in front of him!" he warned. Effortlessly, he hoisted Tempest on to his shoulder. "Not a word, any of you!"

"Huh…" Tempest moaned, he suddenly came too and tried to slink out of Garou's arm. "No… not done yet" he protested weakly.

"Oh no, you're done, if not your mother will have my tail. Come on, let's get you changed and down for some rest. You need to sleep!"

"Uh… why is the kid wearing a weird underwear and nothing else?" whispered Forte.

"It's a mawashi belt." Said Street. "Traditionally used in Sumo wrestling… huh… guess the kid found an interest." He snapped out of his observation when Captain Mizuki blushed. "Oh right, sorry you're training. Let's find a place and see what can be done…"

At the same time, Street wondered how his brother Knuckle was doing. He said something about borrowing Melee and hoping to run into someone…