~NRK~
Following that ceremony, Ippan, Tenko, Eri, Rappa, Hokei, and Chisaki found themselves at an underground training area.
Obito nodded to Ippan and Rappa as he pointed to one of four large rings that were outlined by white chalk. "These are the training rings I helped maintain when I lived with my parents," he told Ippan as she looked around.
"T-This is all beneath the estate?" She blinked at him, mask off. "I… how?"
"Quirks," Hokei chuckled as she blushed before looking all around, the area's exercise area in two corners, the sight of guns on a wall surprised her, and a weapons rack gained her attention. "Despite people's distaste half the time, the other half is a working harmony where we've integrated them into our lives and they ourselves. Iwasaki is the one who helped mold these to Obito's specifications," he smirked as Obito nodded, Rappa grinning all the while.
"It's got all the space we could need!" He shouted into the decently large space, hearing his echo with a grin. "Come on! My favorite one is the one to the far left!" Rappa cheered as he ran into the practice space.
"H-He seems eager," Ippan said even as she took several calming breaths. "Alright… I-I do want to get stronger, this is a step!" She declared with determination as she stepped forward.
"What's she on about?" Kai asked Obito.
"Ippan's situation isn't… she's kinder than she looks, far more than her origins should allow in my opinion, but it's one of her charms. She's made it through adversity, Kai," Obito said as the older brunette looked on with a bit more respect for the fox girl. "Also, she's 16."
"WHAT?!" He choked as Hokei laughed. "H-Hold on! She's… sixteen?"
"It trips me up to this very day," Obito shook his head as Hokei raised a brow at him. "It's… I make her clothes, jii-chan."
The two men looked at him, back to Ippan, and then back to the facepalming Obito.
"Don't… please, I know, it's… there could be worse situations I'm in."
"Not a word," Hokei smirked as Kai huffed.
"You could definitely have picked worse, at least this woman seems to have traditional values embedded into her," he said simply as Obito's eyebrow twitched while Eri sucked on her pacifier, Tenko looking up at the flat-gazed Obito.
"You alright, nii-chan?" He asked.
"... yes?"
"That was more of a question than an answer, nii-chan."
Obito groaned before they all walked forward, Ippan standing across from Rappa in the ring they'd chosen. "How are you feeling, Ippan?" He asked flatly as she hummed.
"W-Well, really nervous," she admitted as he nodded, one of his fingers coming up to have Eri grip it, the baby doing so without hesitation. "I-I've never fought someone on purpose."
"I can imagine but the future's not without conflict, not when you associate yourself with myself," Obito admitted as he crossed his arms in his haori sleeves. "Sadly, this is all I can do besides training you."
She looked surprised by that but shook her head with a smile. "You gave us something I didn't think was really possible so… I can't complain about a situation where I have to stand up for myself," Obito hummed while Eri smiled. "Besides, it was only a matter of time so I really am grateful for you helping me," she smiled as he huffed with slightly red cheeks.
Hokei's eyebrows rose as Kai huffed.
'I see…' They thought in unison, catching one another's gaze with a nod. 'Possibilities.'
"Hmph, focus, Rappa's style, like I said before, is simple but that means nothing if you can't react to his fists," Obito instructed as she nodded, focusing on the grinning Rappa who tapped his knuckles together thrice. "Remember, Rappa, half-strength," the young man looked surprised.
"That's a good amount of strength, ya know," he said.
"I know."
"... alright then!" Rappa took up a loose boxer's stance. "Don't think too much, girlie, you need to focus on the fight in its entirety."
Ippan nodded as she drew her odachi from her hip before holding it in both hands, form shaky but familiar to Hokei.
"Ah, you've taught her a bit of the Hassaikai Ryuu?" He asked and Obito nodded.
"Well, I used it as a base for her style. She can't use it like we can, Ippan's body is too strong for the precision strokes, right now, and so I adjusted it," he explained as Hokei nodded.
"You have a warrior's mind, I'm curious what sort of style will flourish from her training."
"Hopefully? One that can make the full usage of her quirk absolute."
Kai moved in between the two combatants, eyes going from one to the other.
"On your marks…" He raised his hand. "Get set."
Ippan took several deep breaths. 'Remember your training, Obito knows that you're stronger than normal people,' so, make the most of that.
Her senses, never forget to use them during combat-
"Go," Kai's hand came down.
A whizzing sound, an exhale, a 'cronk' of boots against stone.
And Ippan's eyes widened as she barely moved her head to the side, Rappa's fist skirting past her cheek.
"?!" She backstepped as she was taught, legs thankfully not mixing themselves up. "W-What?"
"I've been working on my jabs," Rappa said as Obito groaned.
"Dammit, Rappa. Is this half-strength?" He asked flatly as the older male grinned.
"Yep. Jabs are notoriously meant to be fast, I'm still getting the hang of it so I slowed it down, Young Boss."
"... fine… Ippan," the fox girl perked up. "This will have to be a more absurd training method but you're going to do nothing but dodge Rappa's jabs and combos, understood?"
"Y-Yeah!" She swallowed as she made to put her weapon away.
"No, blade out," she stopped at Hokei's words. "You're not going to dodge by putting your blade away often, there's honestly never a time where that will take place. You've seen Obito-shounen fight, have you not?"
Her eyes widened as she remembered Obito's moves from a month ago.
The boy's one-hand style went well with his speedy moves, flowing dexterity, and precision.
She wasn't that, though, she was good enough yet.
"Focus only on the training you received about movement," Obito said. "Movement, your agility, movement speed, and senses are greater than Rappa's, he has experience and discipline. You need to equal out his advantages with your own."
She listened and clenched her hands over her blade. "Yes, Obito-kun!"
"Continue," Kai declared.
Rappa charged in while he held up his left hand before throwing another one of those jabs.
She winced as she stepped to the side awkwardly, Rappa grinning as he bounced on his feet.
"Good!" He took several more shots.
Ippan winced as she stepped back before tilting awkwardly to the side, stumbling back from another jab before hitting her rear.
"Ow!" She winced as Rappa looked down at her with a hum.
"You're new to this whole fighting thing, right?"
"Yeah…"
"You need to get more used to moving on ya feet," Rappa said as his legs skipped around, switching up positions and sides with ease and barely any upper body movement. "Ya gotta get into the groove of combat and make your feet move as they need to."
Ippan blinked before getting up, dusting off her ao dai before considering the taller quirk user's words.
"You're bigger than even me, is there a way to make this work fast?" She asked and he shook his head.
"Nope, ya gotta keep on trainin', keep on learnin' how to fight," he explained as she blinked before nodding, holding up her weapon once more.
'Keep trying, keep learning, keep getting better,' she repeated. 'Never be weak again, never allow someone to take your freedom from you,' Ippan tightened her grip a bit before taking several relaxing breaths. "A-Alright! Again, please!"
Rappa grinned.
He closed in on her again, left hand raised as he took another shot with his jab.
Ippan's eyes locked onto it, sliding her left leg to his exposed front, and stepped back, breathing a bit faster for a moment before seeing Rappa's grin.
The next thing she saw was a white light.
Her back hit the ground and Ippan groaned. "I got hit again," she said as she whined only to find a hand in front of her face.
"Heh, you're getting it, though. The problem you just had was that you let The Moment go and got knocked the fuck out," Rappa said with a grin as he pulled her to her feet. "But that means you get it on some level, this is great! Again!"
Ippan blinked at him. "I-I guess… I really got into 'The Moment'?"
"You did," Kai said as she blinked. "Minimal movements are big in regular fights, even among quirked people, you just need to grab ahold of it. Fighting Rappa seems to be doing the job."
Ippan nodded rapidly, considering their words. 'If people who just met me can say it, maybe I am getting this?' She just hoped she could dodge more of those before she got more lumps.
They kept at it for thirty minutes, Obito, Tenko, and Eri staying by the ring's boundaries, the oldest of the three having received a small wooden desk and was currently handling some documents and accounting with a series of suitcases at his side.
"Hmm," Obito's fingers dealt out the ten thousand-yen notes in a neat stack as Tenko looked from him, the money, and his sibling.
"T-That's a lot of money," the boy squeaked in shock as Obito nodded, finishing up that stack before placing it back into the suitcase he got it from. "Why do you record yourself doing it, nii-chan?"
"Habits, security, and trust," Obito explained to him as he counted each rubber-banded stack of money he put into that specific suitcase before nodding, closing it up, and locking it with the combination hidden from the boy's eyes though Tenko found that kinda useless.
The speed at which Obito seemed to open each of these suitcases made him feel like if he just blinked he'd miss it.
"It's nice to have people's trust in me so I'll continue the methods that uphold that trust," he said as he nodded to the five stacks of suitcases, writing down several notes in a notebook with amounts next to them. "That should handle the Akaguro and Hoshijoji. Last is the Murasame group-" Obito began to say only to stop as he noticed the end of the spar.
Ippan groaned on the ground, her weapon's rolled-over form by his desk having stopped the Uchiha's work.
"Hmph," he looked down at the asleep Eri before setting his working items aside and getting up gently, helping Tenko to his feet, the boy picking up a first-aid kit by his side. "Are you alright, Ippan-san?"
"Oooooh," she groaned as Rappa nodded.
"She's got potential, Young Boss. She's catching on to using her ears and stuff," he said, even having worked up a bit of a sweat. "I'll hit the bags, you've got this," Rappa said with a grin and thumbs-up.
"Thanks for your work, Rappa, remember to add your wrists and ankle weight."
"Hell yeah! I'd almost forgotten!"
Obito chuckled as the young man ran off, the Uchiha opening up the medical kit.
Cotton swabs, disinfectant, and bandages/band-aids were supplied, the girl groaning as Obito put her head in his lap. As he worked, she looked up at the focused Uchiha, eyes tracking the way he handled material and cleaned her bruises.
She let out a moan as he nodded as he unfurled some tape.
"How are you feeling?" He asked her gently as he handled her bicep. "Assumably, your first-ever fight, how'd you feel about it?"
"I-It was scary… I think?" Ippan said as she closed her eyes, Obito's gentle fingers combing past her cheek, getting a small blush out of her. "T-That is, I knew I wasn't in any danger but my blood felt like it'd jumped a million miles per hour," she admitted as he chuckled a bit.
"That's one of three things," he considered as she looked at him with those powerfully orange eyes of hers. "... right, one, it's adrenaline. You've never fought before, even sparring is going to pump you up. In time, it'll fade, you'll get acclimated to sparring with myself, Rappa, and Kai if I really want to drill in a specific… dangerous lesson into you," Obito frowned at her confused look before shaking his head. "Don't worry about it."
"Hmm…" Well, he seemed like he didn't want to speak of it. "... the next one?"
"Second? It's just outright fear," Obito explained as she looked down. "No, it's completely normal, Ippan. You've never wanted someone to literally hurt you, no one does, it's nearly impossible to get rid of feeling."
"...what about you, nii-chan?" Tenko asked as he handled his sister's fingers. "Do you get scared?"
"... no, I don't," Obito said as the two looked at him oddly. "I live a dangerous life when I'm involved in my family's business, Ippan, I've long since gotten rid of my fear of being hurt."
Her ears flagged into his shitagi before she brushed her finger against his cheek, Obito looking surprised but he cooled his expression moments later, eyes closed as he gently used some tweezers to move one of her fur strands out of a small welt.
"I wonder if that's good or not."
"It's not," he answered her. "To lose that feeling… I don't know if it's something a human should lose."
"You're human to me," Ippan said simply and he smirked.
"So are you but that's just splitting apples to pineapples."
She laughed at that as Tenko snickered behind his hands.
~NRK~
Moving to the 'Uchiha Branch Room' within the estate, they settled in, their things already inside the room.
"So, we'll be here until Friday," Ippan repeated as Obito nodded at his small wooden desk, the fox girl handling Eri as Tenko read a small book by Obito's desk. "Hmm, well, I could practice those forms… but I want to get better at my footwork," she said as he hummed.
"... I don't know what'll be the best way for that besides practice," Obito said as she nodded with a smile.
"No, I get it, it's fine. Hmm, I wonder what's going on in the world," she said as she found the remote for the TV in the room.
Turning it on, Obito hummed as he did more accounting, the larger number of suitcases in the room more than enough busy work for him.
This just in, of the 189 vigilantes that have come forward for the sake of heroism, SEVEN have been designated as 'heroes'. A familiar female anchorwoman grimaced as her male cohort. Once again, that's pretty ridiculous.
It is but, at the same time, crime in America is… The male anchorman tried to find the words before sighing. The amount isn't the same here. Not even close.
She nodded to that, knowing it to be true. Still, that's not exactly a high number, what will they do with the newly designated 'villains'? Even if I don't like them, that's such a ridiculous thing to call people.
Her fellow anchor nodded. Maybe it's America's way of doing things? We've only had the system in place for two weeks. The upcoming 'UA' school will likely show us just how good this system can be.
"UA?" The two blinked at that.
"What is that?" Ippan wondered, confused, as Obito blinked some more.
"Turn it up."
Ah, yes, Japan's need to try and one-up someone, didn't see that coming. The woman said with a big frown. WHY? It's like we're jumping on a fad, you know that, right? The 'UA' school was always there for those with quirks and now we're just turning them into 'heroes'? What?
I understand but it's not like we know what'll happen if impressionable youths are taught how to protect. Maybe they'll lead more fulfilling lives with the purpose to protect bringing down urban influences?
The woman didn't look convinced. We'll be keeping a CLOSE eye on that school. Heaven helps us if they just get taught how to be MORE destructive.
Maybe.
The two teens and Tenko blinked.
"A school for heroes?" Ippan blinked as Tenko tilted his head.
"W-Would that work?" He asked them. "I-I mean… having heroes sounds cool."
"I don't think it'll work perfectly from the get-go," Obito said as he rolled up his sleeve, going back to his accounting. "The thing is, there's going to be push-back. People, quirkless people, who'll want to know why they can't just be volunteers, others who WANT to be the heroes themselves, impressionable children, the adults who'll try and boycott the school, and more. Such changes need more time to take place, sure, we have quite the tolerant society nowadays, but the dregs of the racists are going to be roused by this."
"R-Roused?" Tenko asked as Ippan frowned.
"Why is it that we can never work together?" She asked, head down. "It's like they don't want things to get better!"
"Hmph, sadly, the masses, as a whole, are fools most of the time," Obito said softly as Eri reached for Ippan's snout.
Noticing, the girl's eyes softened as she held her hand.
"Yet, it also shows that changes are being made," he explained as she looked at him before smiling a bit more. "To want to name them 'heroes' means recognition of good, it means that these heroes can become greater than they ever dreamed and lead the way for those with quirks to brighter futures. So, the good quite literally comes with the bad in this case."
"I suppose… though, what do you think will happen first?" Ippan asked him and Obito stopped his work to consider the question.
"... well… if I had to guess?" He said slowly as she nodded. "... I think we're going to have a very sharp rise in crime after a small dip."
"Why?" Tenko asked. "T-There are heroes now!"
"Exactly. Because there are heroes now," Obito repeated the boy's points, confusing him. "Heroes who used to be like other quirked people, heroes who will now make money for doing things that others can't due to luck, heroes who will be putting away other not-quirkless people who likely have families and the like. Trust me, there's going to be a large amount of backlash for this."
They looked back to the TV with worried looks.
~NRK~
Over the next two days, Obito handled the monetary services and counted for the families before being given his cut and thanked, once more, for his services.
Ippan balked at the wad of cash Obito had received.
"I usually get payments like this every half year or so, this was just an awkward occasion," he said to her from his small desk, Eri in a nearby cradle by Tenko who was trying out dagger forms that Obito had tutored him on.
"Hmph?" He looked away from his small straw opponent to look at it. "Whoa?!" Tenko scrambled over to look at it. "H-How much is it?"
"Hmm," Obito flicked through the stack, eyes twitching every half a second before he nodded. "3 million yen," he said simply as they gaped, Ippan's sword forms coming to a stumbling halt as she heard it.
"T-That's crazy," she said with shock as Obito shrugged.
"Alright," he got up and stretched, his shitagi and hakama still neatly set as he put his things away cleanly. "Let's see how you fare against someone with far less power and speed but more technique," Obito said as he picked up his katana from the side of the desk, Eri's right next to it. "Are you fine with that, Ippan?"
She blinked before nodding rapidly. "Of course! I've never sparred with you before, this will probably be a mind-opening experience!" Ippan grinned.
Obito nodded as he notched his katana onto his waist and walked into the ring across from her. "The first blow with either weapon will bring this to a stop, alright?" He said as his thumb pushed up on the guard of his weapon while she nodded. "Then we'll begin in three seconds starting now."
One.
Ippan blinked as she widened her stance a bit while Obito hadn't removed his sword from its sheath.
Two.
Obito rested his other hand on his weapon's handle while breathing out.
Three!
He lunged and she barely blocked, their weapons sparking as they clashed for a mere moment that left her stumbling as the clash vanished, the sound of skirting feet coming from her right.
Ippan barely swung out at Obito only for the boy to come in low, katana coming up into the guard of her nodachi and sending it flying from her hands, the girl's wrist caught by his hand.
"My win," he said as her eyes widened, the boy pulling her back onto her feet as her weapon dug into the ground behind him. "Practice, practice, practice, Ippan," Obito chuckled as she blushed a bit, hands flexing for a weapon that wasn't there. "Here," reaching behind him, Obito produced her weapon and she bashfully took it. "Again."
They returned to their starting stances before she lunged in this time, blade coming around at his head only for the boy to simply duck it and send his sword straight into a thrust that found her neck, his shoulder placed against her chest and stopping her momentum.
"Hmph," he simply tapped the 'blade' to her neck before stepping back, hopping with it to gain some decent distance before he raised his blade towards her. "We'll keep going until you gain some more knowledge."
He lunged without warning and she barely blocked his downward slash before pushing down on it. Obito smirked as he rolled with it, weapon coming down and then up towards her fingers.
"?!" She stepped back quickly but he gave chase.
Their weapons locked again and Ippan focused as he let up before moving out of sight again. Her eyes snapped to the side where Obito was, the tall boy's blade sweeping up at her exposed side.
She turned and batted the blow away before bringing her weapon back around and down, Obito blocking it with his own katana.
He then tilted their clash to the side and her eyes widened as her weapon slid off before his was at her neck again.
Obito didn't say anything as he moved back and away, telling her to return to stance by adopting it himself.
They went at it again, flashes of blue and black clanging in the air as Ippan tried to turn the tables on him.
But the quirkless boy was a wonder like always, his form moving around her with a phantom's grace and not a hit of exertion as their weapons clashed for more than half a second before he regained the pace, leaving her to catch up.
Their weapons clashed, again and again, the fox girl gasping a bit as she defended against a stab before locking his blade between her blade and guard. Ippan stepped in and threw their weapons to the side, making use of her body in a moment of instinct.
Her blade swung at his close-up form awkwardly and Obito smiled as he capitalized on it, blade flashing towards her side.
Ippan did the only thing she could think of and threw her body into his before stepping back, the boy stumbling for a moment before giving chase.
Flashing arcs launched at her blade and she barely defended, stepping back heavily as she tried to hold her ground.
Obito's eyes never left hers as it seemed like an impossible amount of slashes left his blade, all battering hers down despite their size difference, physically and biologically.
She pushed back on one slash and swung up only for him to duck in and reciprocate, blade at her neck as hers merely gave the tips of his hair a smooth snip.
Ippan gasped for breath as sweat matted her fur, the girl's chest heaving as Obito's blade rested between her mounds and against her neck.
"Whheeeewww…" Obito let out a slow breath as he stepped back and sheathed his weapon, Ippan whining as she sat down on her rear, Tenko rolling Eri over. "You did much better."
"I never got one hit in, though," Ippan moaned as he chuckled a bit.
"So? You're learning. I've learned for years, Ippan, and have fought Rappa more times than I can count. I've got experience and technique on my side, along with a bit of misdirection," he said as he sat down in front of her, minding his eyes on her heaving chest. "Now, replay our spars, did you notice what you did differently compared to the first three?"
Ippan tried to remember, the clashing of metal all melding together in her head as one big match, but she recalled it after some time.
"I wasn't moving nearly as much," she said as he nodded. "It became easier the more we fought, is that how it works?"
"You're becoming used to combat so you're getting more in tune with it. You've still got a series of problems but we're working on your general combat skill."
"Mmm."
"Don't pout at me, you're doing well, I'm being honest."
"It was so cool!" Tenko cheered as Ippan blushed a bit, scratching her cheek as she set her weapon aside carefully. "It was all 'shwing!', 'crack!', 'clang!'!" He repeated as she giggled at his enthusiasm, Obito checking on Eri as she did. "It was awesome!"
"Hehe~ Well, I'm glad I look awesome to you, Tenko-kun, I feel like I'm pretty lame," Ippan said as Obito snorted.
"You're not, you're a beginner and you're doing well, be a little prouder, Ippan," he said as she blushed a bit before nodding.
"I'll try… so, uh," her stomach growled and he smirked. "C-Can we eat?" She squeaked.
~NRK~
After two nice showers, the group found themselves in the kitchen.
Wearing a pair of black pants and a dark blue under armor shirt, Obito worked the powerful stove in the amazing kitchen of the Shie Hassaikai as Ippan sat next to the kids in a pair of teal sweatpants and a white flowy long-sleeve shirt.
"This place is amazing," Ippan said as Tenko read something in the seat next to her, the girl holding onto Eri in her baby carrier. "This kitchen is huge."
"Hmph, the estate can hold more than 50 people at any time, the men and women can cook for themselves when they want and we can all be served if we want to eat together. Need a lot of cooks and space for that," he said as he worked some noodles into a wok. "Alright, done," he said as Tenko and Ippan sniffed the air, stomachs growling louder.
Sharing out the garlic noodles with chicken to each of them, Obito left a wok full of food for any passersby.
They ate in comfortable silence, Obito occasionally giving baby Eri small bits of noodle that he was sure was cool enough but warm enough for her tastes.
The baby loved it.
"Hm, hm, so now you're going to focus solely on the documents from your branch, right?" Ippan asked Obito as Tenko ate heartily.
"Yes, with the accounting done, I can look over all the documents, maps, locations, and deals we have with those specific spaces," he explained as she nodded. "Hmph, I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop."
"Huh?"
"Well, I know the other heirs and heiresses of our Precept Families. Most notably-"
"Hmm? Oh, good afternoon, Obito-kun," came a soft voice as a young woman maybe a year Ippan's senior appeared, one with a small smile as she found the four. "Hmm, yes, you're his new guard everyone's curious about."
She was below average height for a woman of the times, being an inch or so below 5'5, with fair skin, blue eyes, and hip-length crimson-red hair that looked glossy and well-kept. Wearing a purple dress shirt with puffy sleeves, a pair of black slacks, and tabi socks, she grinned as she smelled the food.
"You can take as much as you please, Kiruka-aneue," Obito said as the young woman nodded.
"Thank you~," she said in a sing-song tone as Ippan tilted her head.
"Older sister?" She asked him.
"She's the heiress, daughter, and successor of the Hasaki family. They're the Precept of Chemicals, or 'Drugs', in the hierarchy. Her family are notable perfume handlers and scientists."
"Oh, explaining that now, are we?" Kiruka said as she came over with a heaping helping of her own food, much to Ippan's surprise. "Hey now, quirks take energy."
"Wait! You have a quirk!?" Ippan gaped as Kiruka nodded, combing her fingers through her hair before five needle-straight strands were left in between her fingers. "Hardening?"
"Essentially."
They ate in a comfortable silence once more, making idle chatter in between the teens.
"Hmm, so we're going to be heading towards the mall later, want to go?" Kiruka offered as Obito and Ippan perked up.
"Y-Yes!" Ippan squeaked in embarrassment as Obito raised a brow. "... b-bras."
Kiruka blinked thrice before looking down a bit. "... my God."
The younger but bigger girl burned like a candle as Obito facepalmed.
Great, that was going to be in his head for quite a while.
~NRK~
Rappa grinned as he held the door open for Obito and Tenko last, closing it as he, Kiruka, Obito, Ippan, Tenko, and Eri looked at the mall.
Kiruka now with some black boots on, Rappa and Tenko dressed like always, Obito with a small navel-length vest on with dark blue ninja sandals, and Ippan in some leather sandals Obito had made last-minute before they left.
Hooked around the second-youngest male's shoulder was his blade, Eri's currently in the care of his grandfather, while a box-like pouch sat on his thigh.
Kiruka wasn't lacking in that aspect either, a small brown pouch sitting on her hip, as a black 'armband' sat on her right bicep, the quotations for good reason.
"Alright, I guess I'll take the gals while you boys just look around. This is one of the more-accepting malls in Tokyo's Mustafu ward so it's pretty good," the redhead grinned.
Leading the way in, Kiruka grinned as they entered the loud space that was the seemingly all-inclusive mall, most of the group looking on in awe.
Tenko, Ippan, and Rappa kept looking around for a time.
"Come on," Obito said, gaining their attention as Kiruka chuckled. "We're not here forever."
They quickly grouped up before walking off into the crowded mall, ignorant to a pair of individuals by the mall's entrance which was fair.
It's not like they were visible, after all.
"So that's the one the quirk-haters hate?" One, a man, said. "Kinda weird that they'd want their son dead but, hey, that's yakuza for you."
"Well, it's just another quirkless bastard, why think so hard about it?" The other, a woman, said with a huff. "We're not exactly Samaritans, ya know."
"I know, it's just… why?"
"... maybe it's because of what crew he's currently running with?"
They took another look at the large fox… woman? Right? That was a woman, they think.
"... whatever, we do the job like always, I doubt Tooru's too happy right now," one of them said, the sound of scratching coming from the male invisible person.
"... we just do like always, take her to a nice place, sneak onto a few rides, and just make her forget it."
The sound of shuffling reached their ears before the two blinked at a slow trickle of people who came in sporadically.
"... I think this place is about to get LOUD," the male said, sounding more annoyed than someone would have expected from his 'future deed'. "Seriously? This is the one place we-"
"Shh," there was the sound of a short kiss before the two walked away from the upcoming madness. "I know, I know," she did.
While things were getting better, there weren't a lot of places in Mustafu that their kid could enjoy without worry.
"Maybe the kid'll kill 'em? Positive thoughts?"
"And how will that change how you do the job?"
"..."
"I know, I know," there was a slight impact of skin on skin, the invisible male sighing. "This isn't always glamorous but it's how we fit into the world, honey."
"Yeah… I get it."
~NRK~
Having separated with the girls earlier, Obito, Tenko, Eri, and Rappa sat in the food court, the Uchiha having paid for their meal.
"Hmm, so what do you think of this place?" Rappa asked as he leaned back in a larger than usual chair meant for larger quirked folk. "It's pretty alright to me, these chairs kinda rock."
"I'm not going to say otherwise, it's good that places like this can be good locations for Eri and Tenko," Obito explained as the boy in question drank some juice. "Honestly, I'm wondering how high-quality the wares are here. If they're reinforced, I could use-"
There were gunshots and the food court froze, going silent.
Then the screaming hit the air and those in the area began to huddle by corners, behind counters, or, for those of the flying persuasion, up in the rafters.
There was a large set of steps arriving into the food court area as the sounds of cocking guns and clacking bandoliers.
"Hmph," the leader of the bunch, once Obito and his small group looked over at him. "Spread out!" The man shouted to the twenty or so men around him.
They did only for a moment before chairs, utensils, a table, and knives slammed into some of the men who tried to move.
"The hell-?!" The main man tried to say only for two kunai to sink into his deltoids, his assault rifle falling from his grip as his arms went limp. "A-Ahhhh?!"
Obito tucked Tenko beneath a table with Eri, lining it with chairs. "Stay here," he whispered as Rappa went in first. "We'll be back," Obito added before kicking up another table and, with a feat of impressive strength, sent it flying with a dropkick into another pair of the men. "!"
He ran past the rest of the tables towards the other panicking men and women before jumping on the last table before the offenders and jumping off to send two flying back over the food court balcony and through two tables down below.
"What-?!" Another tried to speak only for the bottom of Obito's sheath to slam into his chin, downing the man in an instant.
"Haha!" Rappa's fists rocked faces like cannons, his fists speed easily nearing that of actual bullets. "Down ya go!" He cracked one woman across the cheek before ducking down and back to dodge a gunshot. "Hmph!"
"Coming through," Obito whispered as he bypassed him and slammed his blade's sheath into the stomach of the offending gunmen before his foot found the chin of the other.
One more crack of a sheath downed the last of twenty, leaving their 'armless' boss as the last man 'standing'.
"Not so tough now that you don't have guns, huh?" Rappa said as he smacked his fist into his palm a few times while the man grimaced, forcing his hands up to his collar. "Huh-?"
One last kunai flew and stabbed into the man's collar, a remote on it flying to the floor.
"You need to be more careful," Obito said as Rappa rubbed the back of his head.
"Yeah, sorry, You-" Obito's look had him stuttering. "O-Obito, dude! Yeah!" Rappa quickly corrected as he nodded.
Walking over to the leader of the wannabe terrorists, the Uchiha frowned as something felt… off.
He stopped mid-step and looked around. '...' Obito frowned as his senses raised-
The whistle of metal had his head tilting to the side as one of his kunai slipped past his ear.
"Assassin!?"
Rappa turned to that space, looking around only to see nothing. "T-The hell?!" He frowned as he and Obito huddled back together, looking around. "Yo… I think they're either invis or…"
"They have telekinesis," Obito said with a frown. "Keep your ears open, Rappa-" He began to say.
Then there was the slightest muffling of steps, something Obito choked at as Tenko hurried over.
"N-Nii-chan-!"
"Stay down!" Obito shouted as he dragged Rappa over. "Dammit-"
Another whistle in the air had him grimacing as he lunged for the boy.
Blood spilled from a graze on his bicep, Obito scooping up the boy and Eri into a roll before sliding back beneath the table he originally set the two under.
"N-Nii-chan!?" Tenko squeaked at the blood while Obito shook his head.
"Stay here, don't come out until I tell you to, alright?" Obito stressed as the Decay Kid looked pale. "Shhh, it's fine, stay with Eri," he said as the baby sniffled a bit and he rubbed her cheek. "I'll be back."
Getting out, Obito felt the murderous intent in an instant.
A 'bang' rang out as the quirkless Uchiha stomped in between someone's legs, his sheathed weapon pushing down on a knife.
'Don't let them out of my sight!' Obito kicked up for confirmation.
"AH!"
MAN confirmed!
His foot slammed back into his family jewels and the knife dropped before Obito brought his weapon up and down.
There was a crack as he barely blocked a gunshot from behind him, feet stumbling back a bit as he grimaced.
Then Rappa tackled the other offender, the feminine yell letting Obito know to focus on his opponent.
There was gasping and groaning ahead of him but the teen couldn't tell where.
So he swung for the fences and his weapon was barely blocked by a pair of hardened armguards.
'They're not just random attackers?' That was concerning as he pushed and sent his opponent to the floor, running towards a left drink.
Grabbing it, he took general aim before splashing the area in front of him.
His attacker was exposed, gasping as Obito descended on him, sheathed blade swinging.
"Guh, dammit!" The man kicked at Obito's shin and was rewarded with a stumble, the teen grimacing before barely blocking a knife at his chest. "You cheeky bitch!"
Obito then just slapped the man out of nowhere, stunning him, before kicking him in the nuts again.
"Ack! M-My nuts-!" The invisible assailant tried to say only for a crack against his general headspace with Obito's sheathed weapon to send him to the ground. "O-Oooohhh."
"Hmph," Obito turned to see Rappa punching the air, the small yelps and hurried shuffling of feet telling him that the brawler's opponent was somewhere in front of him. "..." He looked to the side where a donut stand was and ran over to it. "Give me some flour," he said to the cashier who hurried for some on a nearby wall.
Obito ran towards Rappa before tossing the bag of flour.
"Hit it!" He shouted as the Bullet Hands quirk user head turned to see the 'projectile' and grinned.
His assailant saw it, too, trying to get away before Rappa kicked up a table in front of him, getting a yell out of the woman and giving him all the time he needed for target practice.
"ORYA!" He slammed the sack twice and it exploded, covering the area in front of him with flour, exposing his feminine opponent. "Haha! Gotcha, bitch!"
The woman choked on the dry ingredient, trying to get away, only for a pair of boots and sandals-covered feet to appear in front of her.
"Well, well, well, what is this?" Kiruka smiled sadistically down on the flinching form of Rappa's opponent. "Hmm, what to do with you?" She wondered with a grin as Ippan looked around before rushing to the table Tenko and Eri were under.
"Thank God, Tenko-kun! Eri-chan!" She said as she slid by their space, moving the chairs out the way and embracing the children with a sigh of relief.
She checked them both, sighing once more as Obito came over, left arm bleeding and a groaning invisible person in his grip?
"What happened?"
"I think my parents made a move," he whispered as Ippan's eyes widened. "At least, that's the biggest possibility."
"We rocked 'em," Rappa grinned with crossed arms as Kiruka hummed at the currently knocked out and tied-up-with-her-hair woman. "So what do we do now?"
"FREEZE!" Came a voice from the stairs to the food court. "NOBODY MOVES! IT'S THE COPS!"
"Uhh… is that a cat?" Kiruka asked in confusion at the cat-headed police officer. "Uh… hi?" She said unsurely as the officer in question came forward with his gun down but in both hands.
Looking at the group and the surrounding destruction, he frowned. "What happened?"
~NRK~
In the police station, Obito sighed as his arm got attended to by Ippan, the entire group in the officer's, Sansa as they'd learned, office with one other man there. On the floor beside them, the two knocked-out assailants were laid, still tied up.
The other man in the room frowned as he looked at them, his white skin, black eyes, and short black hair not standing out at all. Wearing a brown trench coat, dark brown slacks, a white shirt with suspenders, and a pair of black dress shoes, he sighed.
"That's everything?" He asked.
"Yes, Tsukauchi-san," Sansa explained as the man, Naomasa Tsukauchi, scratched the back of his head. "All testimonies say that they're the ones who fought them when they were attacked."
All the quirkless assailants were in cells at the moment, their upcoming interrogation on hold until this situation got handled.
"Haa, dammit," the normal-looking cop grimaced. "Sansa, can you get me some paper? I'm going to need it after I use my method."
"Ah, understood," the cat officer hurried out. "I'll be back in twenty minutes."
"Make it fifteen, this won't be long."
"Gotcha."
As the door closed behind him, Obito looked at Naomasa with a nod.
"Good afternoon, Naomasa-san," the detective hesitated before sighing.
"Good afternoon, you all," he said simply as Ippan and Tenko blinked.
"Do you all know each other?" She asked Obito, Kiruka, and Rappa.
"I don't know," Rappa said as Naomasa sweatdropped.
"Yes, well… as much as it pains me to admit it? I've worked with Obito-kun's grandfather before… and I know they're of the Y," he emphasized as Ippan's eyes widened.
"The yak-" Tenko began to say but Obito's hand over his mouth had him frowning but the older boy's shake of the head had him confused. "?"
"We don't want to take chances," he whispered as the boy covered his mouth in horror. "Go on, detective, we all want to know what this is all about."
Naomasa nodded as he went over to the two assassins after taking a cup of water off of Sansa's desk.
He tossed it into their faces and the two sputtered awake.
"H-Huh?!" They choked as they looked up and even without seeing their faces the group knew they paled. "Fuck!"
Naomasa kneeled to their level, the department having already lined the two's bodies with dust so he knew what he was looking at.
"So, you two have a lot to answer for," he said with a frown.
"..."
"..."
"Haa, I know you two are assassins already, you know?" They flinched before seeming to grimace. "What the hell is your goal? Why attack a random boy?"
"Hmph, you'd like to know, officer?" The man scoffed. "That kid's yakuza."
Naomasa acted surprised. "... I can't just take your word for it, what do I look like, an idiot? No yakuza would survive here and you want me to believe you?"
"Of course," the woman said as Obito's eyes narrowed, her chuckling all he needed to hear to guess she was smirking. "You're valuable to your parents, dead, after all."
"His parents?" Naomasa balked in true disbelief. "What in the world are you talking about?"
"Well, if you promise chances for parole? His parents are also mobsters. They had a disagreement, I don't know," the woman continued as the man stilled in confusion. "They wanted him dead and we're the best ones to handle-"
"Honey," the man said grimly as she stopped, Naomasa frowning at them. "... you knew already, didn't you?" She gasped in horror as Naomasa blinked.
"I don't know what you mean, you were just spouting nonsense so why would I believe that?"
"The lady and boy over there," the man said, likely meaning Ippan, at least. "She's not reacting to this like a normal person. She knows and didn't freak out when we said all of this. She knows about this situation."
Ippan flinched as Obito nodded. "You're sharp, that didn't save you in a fight but you're sharp," he said as the man groaned.
"You kicked me in the nuts three times. Who recovers from that easily?"
"... fair," Rappa said as Kiruko rolled her eyes before turning to the two.
"Is it just his parents?" She asked them, the two assassins freezing at her glare. "You know who I am so you also know that I'll make your lives a living hell if you don't fess up."
"You two are already on a thin rope as is," Naomasa said with a grimace at Kiruka's words and intent. "You realize what'll happen to you if the yakuza find out if you get out? They'll do worse to you if you don't fess up," he said with disgust on his tongue. 'Why am I working with the yakuza!?' It'd been one event and yet, here he was, fraternizing with what should be his enemy!
One day changed his entire moral alignment!
"Tsk… dammit, no, there's… look, we were hired by your parents," the man of the two admitted. "No one else."
"... hmph," Obito leaned back as Kiruka shot him a look and he nodded.
She huffed a bit but sat back in her seat as Rappa tilted his head.
"So, what now?" He asked the detective who sighed.
"Well, they're literally to be tried for murder so I hope we all realize just how well that'll go, especially since they've obviously got quirks," he frowned at that while Ippan looked worried. "The system in Mustafu ward is a bit better than other places but it's still not truly equal, not for a while, most likely."
"They'll have to live with it," Kiruka said as they flinched. "What? Do you think ya get to dabble in the dark side, get caught, and get out? No, y'all should have got gone when the gottin' was good so ya gotta live with the consequences," she added without remorse.
"H-Hold, wait, please! There has to be something we can work out! We have a daughter!" The man pleaded as Ippan flinched. "I know, I know we live a dangerous life, we've been on the thinning thread for a while, but, just this once, let us go!"
"No! What?!" Naomasa grimaced at the man while the others sans Ippan looked apathetic. 'Even the kids?' He was worried about his place in the world with these people. "What in the world do you think you could possibly do to repent? You literally tried to kill someone!"
They both flinched. "I…" the woman grimaced, head down. "Dammit."
"... you, boy, you don't seem like a troubling sort, from what we know," the man said seriously as Obito facepalmed.
"I'm not and I'm sure that'll get me in more trouble one day… you want me to take in your daughter, don't you?" Obito said as the others balked… save for Ippan who looked pensive.
"Can we?" She asked him, pleaded, as Obito sighed once more. "I know, I'm not exactly this life-made but we can't let a child suffer because of her parents' mistakes!"
"You do realize that doing this will make things more difficult, right?" Kiruka said as Ippan looked confused while Naomasa frowned. "You remember where we came from? We'd be going back to that place, what? Is he supposed to say that she's involved out of nowhere?"
"Tooru is also capable of being invisible!" The mother said. "She's like us, she needs someone to rely on… please?" She bowed with her husband.
Obito dragged a hand down the side of his face… before considering something intriguing. "... on one condition," he said as their heads picked up. "Your clothes, that's not technology, is it? You've turned your entire body invisible, right?" They shook their heads. "So, I was right. It's made so your quirk works on it, isn't it?"
"I-It is, by making clothing with your cells, if you've got a quirk that affects the body, it will be capable of taking on the same ability since the quirk factor doesn't discriminate between contact and actual skin. The organization by the name of the Meta Liberation Front made them," the man explained as most of the group looked shocked even as Obito grimaced at that name again.
"Wait, quirks can do that?" Naomasa looked shocked while Kiruka considered something.
She messed with some of her hair with interest. "Hmm… you're going to make use of that info, huh?" She asked Obito who nodded.
"Very well, where is your address?" Obito asked.
They blabbed and he nodded, burning it into his memory.
"What do you even do with her when you're not around?"
"She's a mature girl… it's not exactly easy to have a daycare take care of an invisible child, they're not prepared for it," the woman explained as Ippan felt some sympathy built within her core despite what she knew. "Please, take good care of her. Just… i-if you can, not let her know about us going in."
"That's not easy, sounds tough," Rappa said. "Like, we're probably on the news, ya know?" He said as the room grew quiet. "... what?"
"Fuck we were on the news," Kiruka realized with a twitching brow. "Or damn near close with someone's phone, I'd bet," she slapped her face before growling at the assassins. "Tsk! No offense, Otouto, but you're in this on your own."
"I understand," Obito said simply even as Kiruka looked a bit guilty. "It's not you who's going to be taking in an assassin's child, aneue, it's my burden to bear. Hopefully, this knowledge I've just gained can help alleviate any issues I might take on."
"... tch."
"So, we'll leave you here, Naomasa-san," Obito said as the detective looked a bit remorseful.
"I… your family seems to be different from the general image of yakuza-"
"Don't be confused, most yakuza are pieces of shit," Rappa explained as the man grimaced.
"I won't… but you're doing a good thing, that's all I'll say," he finished as Obito nodded, his group getting up and exiting the office. 'The yakuza with a head like that would be more comforting,' but he knew where Obito stood.
Hokei was open about this child the most, Obito did nothing but account for them and design things which made Naomasa happy he had experience for whatever occupation he chose to pursue.
"Now, what to do with you two?" He frowned at the assassins.
~NRK~
Leaving the station, they were immediately picked up by an unassuming light blue van through the Uber app.
Taking off, they all deflated as Obito spoke to the driver.
"Asa, we're heading to a new destination," he explained to the yakuza grunt who nodded.
The travel from the station to the assassin's home wasn't short, being a thirty-minute drive and closer to the younger teens' school than the mall or station.
Reaching the apartment complex, Obito considered his move as he got out onto the street, ignoring those around him who seemed… shocked?
"I fear things may have progressed farther than we expected," he said to those in the van as he walked out without his vest, the clothing's mess from earlier making it unwise to wear.
"Hmph, that's the internet for you," Kiruka said with a huff. "Just hurry up, if you get into trouble, you know what to do," she nodded as he reciprocated.
Going into the apartment building, Obito walked up to the front desk, looking at the woman who had a pair of feathered ears.
"Hmm?" Her eyes narrowed as he came closer, feeling anxious. "W-What are you-"
"The invisible ones are currently occupied," Obito whispered as her eyes widened. "Katty, the room needs to be cleaned up," he said as her eyes snapped to him in shock.
"T-They told you?" She swallowed, giving him a key shakily. "... o-one finger on Tooru's head and I-I'll-"
"I'm not here to hurt anyone, you know," Obito said as the woman looked at him suspiciously. "I'll be in and out, give me, hopefully, only a little time. This 'Tooru', supposedly, knows her parents'... signs so I hope this will go smoothly. Also, check the news about the Mustafu Chain Mall."
"..." The woman gave him the actual key for the room, looking colder but still just as nervous. "..." Her stare didn't shift before Obito went into the elevator.
Going up to the fifth of this ten-floor building, making his way to the end of the hall to the last door.
He unlocked it before knocking on the wood.
There was a small shift of steps before the door was pulled to reveal… a pair of pink boots, black tights, and a pink shirt that jumped, the girl in them unseen but her black-gloved fingers came together in her lap.
"Find your light-made hiding place," Obito whispered as she jumped, fingers frozen mid-fidget as the red hairband in her hair shifted with her rising head. "An odd raven-light with white eyes is coming."
She gasped. "Y-You know my…" The girl, Tooru Hagakure, stuttered a bit, fingers fiddling with one another. "W-Where's my mom and dad?"
"... busy," Obito admitted. "They're going to be gone for a while," he said. "For now, grab your things in the suitcase in their second closet, the one they have beneath a sheet."
The girl froze, hands trembling as she reached up and touched his cheek.
"Y-You don't hate me?"
"Not in the least. As a matter of fact, one of the big reasons I'm sure your parents wanted me to do this is because I'm housing three other people with quirks in my house, my own sister, a baby, has a quirk," Tooru gasped as he nodded. "Then there's Tenko-kun, he's… I don't know how old you are."
"S-Six," the girl answered as he nodded.
"He's four years older than you. Finally, there's my classmate, Ippan, she's about a year older than me but she's… h-heh, she's a girl with the body of a woman," Tooru's head tilted. "I know it's weird but it'll make sense when you actually meet her."
Tooru hesitated but nodded, going to grab her things while he sat down outside her home.
He tilted his head to the side to an open door where a man peeked out with narrowed eyes, a long appendage, Obito assumed, reaching out with its furred tip.
Their eyes met for a time, black meeting black and sizing one another up.
"... if you put a single bit of harm on her head, boy, I'll find you."
"Obito Uchiha," Obito said without hesitation as the man's eyes widened. "2234 Miyuki St in Tokyo," he added, their eye contact not broken for a moment as the man's eyebrows lowered but he grumbled something before he closed his door. "Well, it's a good community, at least," the Uchiha said as he closed his eyes and leaned back. 'Now, this is the second time that so-called organization popped up,' he frowned.
Meta Liberation Front, a half-and-half human-to-quirk mix organization that promoted peace between the two sides? They made clothes for people who wanted ease of use of their wares and their quirks.
And they, apparently, were dealing with assassins. Of course, Obito wouldn't count out the possibility that, yeah, they might very well have just gone there due to its reputation… that he didn't know.
An organization that he didn't know, having people recruited on certain criteria of some sort, that had no web footprint, and he knew had dealings with assassins.
'It's all too convenient,' he thought with a frown.
"Mister?"
'I'll ask jii-chan,' Obito thought.
"... are you alright, mister?"
'Still, if this turns out bad, we'll need to plan,' Obito thought as he felt a finger on his cheek.
A hand mindlessly came around and ruffled the head of 'white hair' without thinking.
"It's fine, Eri."
"W-Who's Eri?" Obito blinked as he turned to find his hand on the head of Tooru, the girl scuffing the floor a bit as she held his hand. "U-Um… sorry?"
"No, apologies, I wasn't paying attention," he said as she looked up.
"Y-You apologized?"
"... yes?"
"U-Um! Lots of grown-ups don't do that w-when they bump into me."
"... then they're not really grown-ups," Obito said simply as he got onto a knee. "No worthwhile person doesn't recognize that they need to apologize. If they did it on purpose, that is, or if they did and learned it was you and didn't apologize."
"... I think I get it," Tooru said as Obito nodded, getting up and looking down at her gloved hand holding onto something.
"... ah, your suitcase is also made-up of your DNA?"
"... DNA?" She asked cluelessly as Obito rubbed the back of his head.
"Never mind then, it's something your parents informed me of. Come along," he held out his hand before wincing mentally. "Ah, sorry-"
She gripped it without hesitation, 'looking up' at him.
"... I see, your parents were right, you're a rather jolly girl."
"I know that word! It's on my favorite cereal!"
"... Joll-Os?"
"How'd you know?!"
~NRK~
Coming out of the apartment to the waiting Ippan on the side of the street, the fox girl smiled as he nodded before Tooru made an awed sound.
"Y-You're the big woman-girl he talked about!" She said as Ippan blinked before giggling a bit. "But you're also a fox?"
"My quirk is… different," Ippan found the words as Obito came up to her. "Even Obito-kun doesn't know why this is the way it is and he's, like, super smart."
"Really, Obito-san?" Tooru asked.
"I only have a few ideas and none of them really make sense when I think about the other people with animal quirks I've seen and met. It's just weird," he admitted as they walked down the street. "I guess they're in the parking lot?"
She nodded as they easily made it to their van with smiles aplenty at Tenko and Eri.
Tenko looked up and smiled at the two, Eri chewing on a toy.
"Welcome back," he said as they got to it. "Asa-san went for a smoke break over there."
In a corner of the lot, Asa was, indeed, smoking while humming a small tune.
"He's really good at humming."
As they introduced the kids, Obito frowned as something shadowed the sun for but a moment.
'... is that a bat?' He thought as the shadow disappeared into the horizon. 'That's pretty bold.'
~NRK~
Batto landed at their hideout ten minutes later, the bat man stretching his wings as he walked into the temporary place they found.
He found Victor waiting in the 'dining area' as screams came from deeper down, Hari's screams.
"She get laid?" He asked and the finger gun man groaned.
"She could have just asked me," Victor complained as Batto hummed.
"... probably not."
"Dickhead. So, this is that stuff?"
"Well, it's the most new version… so it's experimental as fuck," Batto said. "It's not like usual drugs, though, if this works out, we'll be stronger. Strong enough to take down a 'hero'."
"Do not fucking bring that shit here, it's fucking stupid," Victor groaned. "They're turning their backs on their own kind, they're 'traitors' not 'heroes'. Fucking saving quirkless bitches? Yeah, sounds great."
"Hmph, from the rumors? The pay is good and you can increase it based on effort," he explained as his comrade raised a brow.
"You realize it's a stupid-ass idea, right?"
"..."
"BATTO!"
"Look! I'm considering our options," Batto stressed. "I hate this shithole as much as you do, we made a gang to rule shit, and look where we are. I'm… I'm considering options, Victor, you need to, too."
The shorter man grimaced. "Tsk!" He grit his teeth. "No… not until that bitch is dead."
"Hmph, well, you'll want to know that she was seen at Mustafu Chain Mall," Victor's head snapped up as Batto grimaced. "But she's surrounded by some scary guys, one 'em is quirkless," Victor's scoff wasn't humored. "No, I'm serious, if you let 'im get close, you're fucking done."
"What? He fight fucking assassins?"
"..."
"... Batto stop fucking with me."
"I'm not, two invisible people tried and he beat the shit out of one while having another guy with a quirk I don't know pummeling the other. He had a woman with him, too, and she didn't seem tough but I don't know. She was at a quirk-person mall."
"Tsk! So, what?! You're telling me it's not gonna happen?!"
"The other, actually," Batto grinned as Victor perked up. "That bastard, she's living with him," his eyes widened. "And they lived down the street from the old apartment."
Victor's form trembled with rage. "I'm killing them tonight."
"So, like always?"
"Yeah. We're hit 'em at midnight."
~NRK~
That's a wrap on this one. Wrote all of this today, it's kinda crazy what motivation will do to you.
So, we add Tooru, an assassins' child, to the mix. So, we've got a quirkless Obito, a fox girl, a decay boy, an invisible girl, and a time-rewind baby. And we're not even done with the family members to be added.
Hmm, we see Ippan's new battle experience and she's clearly out of her depth, not doing great, but she's willing and has advantages that can ease her into combat more smoothly. It all falls on her to keep trying.
Shashi and Irai make their first attempt and it fails spectacularly. Honestly, I had a different idea in my head about how it was gonna go but adding Tooru felt too right.
Ciao.
~NRK Out~