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Speech: "What"

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Tiamat Speech: [What]

青竜帝 - SEIRYUUTEI
THE BLUE DRAGON EMPEROR

=CHAPTER 5=

=CHICKS DIG SCARS, RIGHT?=

-?-?-?-?-?-

Where... am I...?

And... where is this...?

Wherever my eyes could see, I saw nothing but darkness around me...

My body felt numb... And my mind felt... so cloudy... I could barely even process any thoughts...

Am I dreaming?

Or is this something else?

Before I got to think anything further I felt a dominating presence behind me...

As I turned around... I was met with a colossal wall of royal blue—

Scales...

*Gasp!*

I woke up with a start.

Wha—? Where am I? What happened to— Uuugh!

Fuuuuuuuck~! Suddenly I found myself with the mother of all headaches! And not only that!

My head hurts like motherfucker! My throat feels drier than desert! My right arm is all tingly as if being wrapped in a blanket full of pinpricks! The rest of me just feels sore as all hell as if I've been ran over by a herd of bulls!

I heard a feminine gasp coming from my left. "S-sensei! The boy's coming to!"

Uugh~ With my head a swirling and throbbing mess, I barely even registered the woman's words... It felt as if I was trying to listen someone's speech with my head submerged in water...

Also, Sensei? Was I in school?

"What!?" This time a much more elderly, male's voice called out before I heard scuttling of feet coming towards me. "Ageha-kun check his—!" The man ordered something to this "Ageha" lady, but the pain in my skull started to make me dizzy, (not to mention nauseous) so I couldn't quite grasp any comprehensive sentences other than muffled background voices of two people scrambling about and some random beeping sounds from the surrounding machinery.

After undetermined amount of time, I suddenly felt some bastard's rough pair of fingers prying my right eyelid open before he blinded me with a fucking flashlight aimed straight at my ocular, which by the way is NOT helping with my headache here!

STAPH! IT BUUUURNS!

In about a minute the flashlight was FINALLY turned off and put away and once my sight was cleared from all the light-spots I got from getting momentarily blinded; through blurry vision I had to narrow my eyes for better sight before I finally got a proper look at the person who invaded my personal space and more or less manhandled me just now. The person in question was an elderly man with narrow brown eyes (with heavy wrinkle lines under the lower eyelids), messy grey hair packed with a trimmed full beard, while for clothes he wore a white lab's coat, dark grey dress shirt and black slacks.

My eyes then trailed slightly downwards the nametag the old man wore over his left chest right on the coat he wore.

Dr. Hase Kazuto. (1)

Oh right, doctors were sometimes also referred as Sensei in Japan.

I see... I'm in a hospital...

My face scrunched a bit in thought. Huh, now that I think about it... I've never been in a hospital before. Including my last life (from whatever memories I still had of it)...

Well not as the patient at least...

"Good morning and welcome back to the world of living, son. How are you feeling?" Dr. Hase spoke in a kind, grandfatherly tone, which I was certain would put any normal kid my age at ease instantly. Though hearing his voice made me finally realize that my head was clear enough for me to finally hear shit again.

Not to keep the man waiting, I opened my mouth but my words fell short due to the sudden coughing fit I fall into.

"Ageha-kun? Could you give a cup of water for the young lad here. His throat must be killing him right now."

"Right away sensei." This "Ageha" lady firmly replied. While I was clearing my throat; there was pitter patter of heels moving across the room, before I heard the telltale sounds of a water tap being opened and a cup being filled. Soon after the aforementioned nurse approached my bed from my right; she was a brunette probably somewhere in her early-twenties, with steel-grey eyes (wearing light lavender mascara), beauty mark below her left eye, good hips, modest chest, her hair braided into a bun behind her head (with two locks framing her pretty face) and she even wore the typical pink anime-nurse outfit that was just barely modest in my opinion, though it was nice eye candy so I ain't gonna mind it one bit. Nurse Ageha temporarily placed the water-filled plastic cup on the small bedside table, before she carefully adjusted my bed and pillow, so that I was lying down in a bit more upright position.

Once that was done, Ageha reached re-took the cup from the bedside table and carefully pressed the rim of the cup against my lips. "Okay, dear. Now gently tilt your head back." Instead of any vocal reply; I did as was told and carefully tilted my head backwards, then slowly but surely I felt the cool liquid going down my throat with Ageha's assistance. "Good just like that, slowly..." The woman encouraged and soon enough I managed to drink the contents of the cup and as soon as I did; I let out a refreshed sigh, feeling much more revitalized now.

"Feeling better?" She asked with a smile, her face still fairly close to mine as she was bending down to my eye level to help me drink.

I returned the smile with a small nod, but I did request for one more refill, in which the nurse was happy to comply as she soon came back with the refilled cup. But before she could press the cup against my lips again, I insisted on trying to do it myself, Ageha seemed hesitant at first but with the look of consent from Doctor Hase, she relented and complied to my wishes. I've always been a more independent child in my life as Hyoudou Hiroshi (despite my physical age) and I'm not planning on stopping anytime soon.

But back to the track as Ageha (who was positioned to my right) suddenly reached across the bed (over me) for my left hand, took a gentle hold on it (with her delicate, manicured hand), slowly leading it closer to my lap, before she re-took the cup from the bedside table and carefully placed the cup in my hand. "Here you go, dear. Good grip?" I blinked but nonetheless nodded. After making sure I had a secure hold of the cup, she let go with a kind smile.

Although while it was kind of her, I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in question at her action. I mean could've reached for it just fine, wouldn't I?

Seeing my questioning look. The nurse merely smiled in a sympathetic manner, before she nudged her head packed with a short glance towards my right arm. I followed her lead and— Oh... that certainly explains it...

My right arm down from the bicep, was completely encased in a blue cast. Truthfully speaking, if this Ageha lady didn't do what she did; I most certainly would've reached for the cup using my right arm if only by an instinct.

I met the nurse's steel-grey eyes. "Thank you, Nee-san.(2)" And thanked her, albeit a bit hoarsely through the lingering soreness of my throat, while giving her a smile in gratitude.

Her smile only widened at my polite response. "You're welcome, Hiro-chan."

My eye twitched. While there was no reason for me to comment or question how they know my name, considering it's a bloody no-brainer they'd get my name from my medical files. However...

"Don't call me Chan..." I murmured with a pout, finding the suffix unmanly... I hear that enough from my mother!

Though then again she's the only person I'd ever give the green light to use the Chan suffix with me... Even Irina doesn't have that sort of luxury.

The woman giggled with no small amount of glee. "Aww, feeling shy are we~" She effing cooed...

Ignoring that! Down the hatchet we go~

*Sip!* *Gulp!* *Gulp!* *Gulp!* "Ghaaah~" I sighed out in utter bliss, as I finished the cup of water. Oh yeah, that's the good shit~ With the business done, I handed the cup back to the nurse, who dutifully took it with a smile before disposing it into a nearby trash.

"There we go, now lets repeat the question shall we; how ya feelin', son?" Dr. Hase or Hase-sensei questioned as he dragged a stool under him to sit on.

I offered him my sincerest thoughts without hesitation. "Like shit, thank you very much."

The old man seemed to do a spit-take at my vulgar language, before he recollected himself and chuckled heartily (or should I count that as mad cackling?), meanwhile the nurse in the background gasped with a scandalized expression (as if I ruined her earlier mental image of myself) in her facial features. "Language young man!" She heatedly reprimanded me, one hand on her hip with the other pointed at me with index index finger extended.

In response, I gave her the stare of a dead fish. "Nee-san? No offense, but I just took a two ton speeding vehicle to the face... I believe I deserve the liberty to throw a cuss or two here and there without people making a fuss over it..."

"Uhh..." Ageha-san definitely seemed to be in a loss of words if her lack of vocal response and the incredulous expression was any indication, no doubt her brain incapable of computing the sass that's coming out of the mouth of a kid barely past his toddler years... however in Dr. Hase's case; if anything his laughter only increased in volume.

"Gahaha! The boy got you there, Ageha-kun!"

"Hmph!" Ageha huffed at the doctor's words, as she turned her head to her left and crossed her arms in a sulking demeanor. "Don't encourage him, Sensei... Such behavior is highly inappropriate for a child his age."

"It only spices up my character if you ask me..." Once again my brain to mouth filter couldn't keep the retort from escaping, but at this rate I feel I'm soon gonna have to worry whether if the old timer is about to literally bust a gut for laughing too hard...

Ageha's left eye twitched at my cheeky comment, her smile becoming tad bit forced. "Spice it up any further you may end up farting firecrackers..." I could definitely hear words 'damn brat' left unsaid by the end of that sentence. But still Ageha's witty comeback had caught me so off guard, that she forced a spit-take out of me before I broke into childish giggles the second her words registered in my brain.

What? Despite the mind of an adult, I still had the physical brain of a four year old, so can you really judge me if fart jokes gets to me so easily?

Ageha rolled her eyes at me, although her smile became now more genuine at making me laugh as I did. "Okay calm down now you little hyena, it wasn't that funny."

That settles it, I like this woman!

"Hehe, s-sorry." I suddenly said as I finally calmed down from my laughing fit.

Ageha seemingly did a double-take on my sudden apology. "Eh? For what? Laughing isn't exactly crime, you know?"

"Nah, it's for me thinking that you were one of those boring nurses out there." I shamelessly admitted.

Considering the way the nurse faltered on her feet; she appeared to be at the very brink of performing a solid facefault on the spot (and in the corner of my eye I could see Hase having a sweatdrop moment). But as she caught her balance, she stared at me oddly. "I uhh... Thank you?" She replied in a highly unsure manner, as if in conflict whether she should feel complimented or insulted.

Her attention was then caught by the Doctor, who let out a soft chuckle. "You know, as amusing as the interaction between you two is; Ageha-kun, why don't you go and make a call to young Hyoudou-kun's family? I bet they're gonna be ecstatic to hear their precious boy finally up."

"Ah! Understood, Sensei." Ageha said after straightening herself, before giving a respectful bow at her senior. But as she was about to turn around to perform the said task—

"Bye~, Ageha-nee!" I cheerfully called out to her and waved at her with my good arm, causing Ageha to turn back and regarded me with a surprised look in her face. But almost immediately her gaze warmed up and returned the wave with a smiled of her own.

"Later Squirt" With that she finally turned away and exited the room. It appears Ageha has a deep soft spot towards children of all kind, insufferable brat or not, with me definitely leaning more towards the former. Hey, despite being the brat I am; I can however at least admit my faults ya know.

"Hohoh~! There's never a moment I get tired of watching her go~ Those hips are to die for wouldn't ya agree, sonny?"

I rolled my eyes at the doctor's perverted comment. Great, my doctor is a dirty old man behind that grandfatherly facade of his. Also the heck is he asking from a four year old kid?

And apparently my ocular movement didn't go unnoticed by the pervy geezer. "What? Don't think that an old man can have a few youthful moments to enjoy?"

"I wouldn't go that far, but isn't your expiration date kinda overdue by now for you to even use the word youth on yourself at this point?" I teased with a lopsided grin.

"*Scoff!* Ya truly are one cheeky brat..." He said, before his demeanor hardened slightly and went back to professional approach. "Anyhow, young Hyoudou-kun. In all seriousness, please explain to me how you're feeling. And by that I'd like you to be as specific as you can. Do you have any lingering pain anywhere on your body or any other adhering effects I should be aware of?" He inquired.

At that I looked down in a thoughtful manner. "Well other than my throbbing head; only things that comes to mind is how sore my body feels and the right arm is all tingly..."

The doctor gave me a nod in understanding. "That is understandable. You after all just woke up from a medically induced coma, so your mind and body may feel a little out of place."

I blinked at that. "Coma?"

Hase seemed to perk up about my query. "Oh right, I'm speaking to a four year old, albeit a damn witty one..." He tried to whisper the last part to himself, but I heard that Doc! "You see Coma is where you—"

Before he could explain; I cut him off. "Sorry to interrupt, but I'm already well aware what Coma means."

Hase blinked in surprise. "You do?"

I nodded.

This time the doctor gave an impressed look. "I'm rather surprised that a kid your age even knows the term."

I shrugged in response. "I've always been a more knowledgeable child."

The old man chuckled. "I can see that."

"Doc? If it isn't much to ask; how long was I out for and what happened the day of my... incident?"

Hase nodded. "I see no issues with that. The day the car crash happened; When you were brought into hospital you were in a really bad shape and had to be immediately brought in for an emergency surgery." Then Hase's facial features softened considerably. "You truly had some horrid injuries when you were brought in, young Hyoudou-kun... Especially your right arm, which was broken in multiple places so I'd heavily recommend you to not move it around too much or at all on that matter. And then there is the wound right across your left brow..." He paused with a look of grimace as if recalling something rather unpleasant.

His expression made me deeply anxious, and it was only now due to Hase's remark that I finally took a notice of the certain lack of vision from my left ocular! I tentatively brought a shaking hand up and gently prodded at the edges of the bandages covering practically the whole left side of my face (Okay, how the hell did it take until now for me to notice!?). Then a thought hit me, which made me wince and further increase my distress. "Uhm, Doc? I uh... *Gulp* About my head wound? D-did I... lose anything? I mean, should I worry about looking like a pirate on my way out?" I made a wry smile at my half-attempted joke, despite getting rather freaked out at the thought.

The doctor blinked, before he shook his head in both slight amusement and exasperation. "That is not a joking matter, sonny. But I'll admit, you're a strong kid to try lighting up the mood despite your obvious anxiety."

His praise made me sheepishly scratch my cheek with a single finger. "Hehe, I try..." True to Doc's words; while I may have worn a carefree expression on my face, my hands however were pretty much shaking as I was freaking out pretty heavily inside at the mere thought of losing an eye...

Say what you will; but I'm not confident enough to pull the "eyepatched badass" look and actually being successful at it...

With one more exasperated shake of the Doc's head; a kind smile then took its place in his elderly features. "Anyhow, you have nothing to worry about. Your eye is fine" I closed my eye and let out a long breath in relief hearing that. "although..." Hearing him continue, pulled my full attention back to him. "you did however receive one particularly nasty cut right above it..."

That made my face twist into a grimace. "Uhm, what sort of nasty are we talking about here? "Imprint from Mike Tyson's left hook" type of nasty or "I need Jesus" type of nasty?"

The doctor's eyelids drooped a bit in a form of a deadpan stare, pretty much all of his previous humor gone, making me immediately realize the severity of the situation. "Son... Let me tell you something. I'm a man of medicine and I'd be the practically the very last person to really believe in any of that religious mumbo jumbo, BUT the fact you even survived was an honest to God miracle... Hell, if it wasn't for you ridiculously thick head—"

"Hey!" I called out feeling slightly offended at the remark.

The Doc rolled his eyes at me (the nerve!), before crossing his arms. "I meant that in a literal sense, son. The thickness and the sheer sturdiness of your skull was the very thing that saved you from having your head split open like a God damn watermelon back there..." Considering the manner of speech he's talking with now; I could easily tell the Doc has decided to finally drop that particular visage that adults usually approach small children with whenever they try to explain the more complicated shit to them so the said children would at least get the gist of the situation. I suppose showing some sense of maturity does have its perks, considering I loathe being baby-talked to...

But still, at Hase's words; I'm pretty sure I was doing the impression of a gaping fish right now. "O-oh..."

L-like waterme— Holy fuck dude!?

"Yes, oh." The doctor remarked with nod. "That being said; while we fortunately did manage to stitch your wound together cleanly enough so there won't be any need to worry about looking disfigured once the bandages are removed; there will however be a permanent reminder of the incident in the form of a scar, reaching just a bit beneath your hairline."

Once the Doc finished his piece, there was a momentary silence between us before I broke it. "That'd certainly explain the splitting headache..." I mused in mild awe, while cracking (HA!) a pun at the same time.

Dr. Hase made something akin to a half-snort at my remark, before he settled in staring at me with an expression mix of amusement and utter incredulity. "Anyone ever told you, you got one helluva morbid sense of humor?"

I made a so-so gesture with my good arm. "A select few, though Mom would have a stroke if I ever pulled any of this shit with her... much less cuss in her presence..." I said with a shiver.

Hase shook his head in almost defeated manner. "Ya know, son. The more you talk the more I'm getting convinced that you're actually an adult with a case of dwarfism instead of a kid... Albeit one with one bloody foul mouth..." He said while pinching the bridge of his nose, exasperatedly.

I couldn't but snicker at that. "Hehe! believe me, you're definitely not the first, not will you be the last one to ever mention that. As for the latter..." Then I turned to the doctor, giving him my most serious look, getting a surprised blink from him. "I'm legitimately begging you to NOT relay any of the crap I said to my mother... Seriously, she'd finish what that driver failed to do..."

Hase rolled his eyes again, but this time he did let out a hearty chuckle. "I heavily doubt it, but whatever you say, son."

I stared at him in scrutiny for a moment before finally nodding, somewhat convinced. "Good enough I suppose... Now jokes aside—" I nearly started laughing my ass off, when Hase gave me the most unimpressed, dry stare I've ever seen anyone do at my fit of hypocrisy, especially since I was the one throwing horrid jokes left and right this whole time. "How long was I unconscious for again? I believe that's the part you've still left unmentioned."

Hase blinked a few times, before he perked up with a snap of a finger. "Right! Almost forgot." He then met my eyes and answered professionally. "After the surgery was over, as I mentioned earlier, we had to put you in a medically induced coma, something we had to be especially careful with given your age, to prevent you from feeling all the physical pain and most of all to help with your recovery. After that you've been asleep for nearly two weeks."

"I... see..." I murmured out in daze, but inside needless to say I was in for yet another deep shock. I mean HOLY COW, two weeks!? To me it felt as if only a few minutes had passed! I've heard some stories that getting knocked out is like a literal timeskip experience, where you basically find yourself transferred from the point A to the point B in an instant without the typical "engulfed in darkness" moment like most action stories portrays people who are about to loose consciousness... Latter of which I sorta experienced when the car hit, but it could've as well been a mere blink as far as I'm aware...

But still, to actually experience it felt so surreal... Though then again I should consider myself pretty damn fortunate that the coma (medically controlled one at that) lasted only for two weeks instead of years... As I mused over it; I absentmindedly brought a hand up and gently prodded at the edges of the bandages covering my left eye. But as I rubbed at the said spot with my gaze falling down to my lap, I frowned pensively with my brows scrunched in thought, feeling as if I've forgotten something import— my eye then widened in alarm!

IRINA!

How the fuck could I have forgotten about her!?

I was about sit straight in haste, but the doctor put a halt to it by pressing his hands hastily (yet gently) over on my shoulders. "Hold right there, sonny. You're in no condition to be making such sudden moves." He sternly informed me before he carefully pushed me down, making me lie down on the bed properly. However when he was about to remove his hands off me; I reached over with my left hand to get a hold of the sleeve of his coat.

"Irina! Where is Irina!? I-is she safe!?" I half-screamed, in frantic concern.

"Calm down boy!" Hase sternly ordered, causing me to immediately stiffen up, but nonetheless I obeyed and shut myself up. Hase slowly nodded to me in approval. "Good... Now, take deep breath." I did so. "Good, very good... Now, who were you talking about?"

With a shaky breath I started. "I-Irina... she... At the time of the... incident... There was a girl my age there, the very one I took the bullet for in the first place... Well a car in this case..." I added with a grimace.

Dr. Hase blinked, before he brought a hand up to stroke his beard in a thoughtful manner and kept the position for about a minute, before he finally broke the silence in the room. "This girl... She wouldn't happen to be that little chipmunk would she?" The what? "The one with chestnut hair with the more tomboy-ish looks?"

Weird nickname aside; I immediately began bopping my head in quick succession, when the description was spot on. "Yes! She's the one! Is she alright!?"

The doctor smiled, while (very) carefully ruffling my head. "There's no need to worry, sonny; other than few bruises here and there, your little girlfriend is completely fine. Thanks to you, sonny." I couldn't help but blush at the remark, however instead of doing the typical sputters of denial of Irina being my girlfriend; I merely let out sigh in pure relief with my shoulders slackening for the mere fact Irina was actually alright.

Thank Gabriel...

What? God's dead so may as well work up with a more appropriate substitute and no way in Hell would I pray to Mister Sad-Face either.

"Although..." Dr. Hase's voice brought me out of my musings. "Again, I cannot press hard enough for just how bloody lucky you are to be even alive, son... If that driver hadn't swerved away at the very last second—"

I instinctively cut him off as I blinked in confusion. "Wait, I thought I survived due to having a... thick head?" I inquired with an emphasis, quoting Doc's earlier words.

Dr. Hase sighed with a slight inclination of his head. "True, however that only played a part of it... what you must understand, young Hyoudou-kun; is that the vehicle only grazed you when it hit..."

I blinked and blinked again...

What...?

Apparently noticing my confusion from my expression, he elaborated. "Son... from what I've heard, the driver must've at least been going at the speeds of 70 kilometers(3) per hour. Had you received the the full brunt of it..." The Doc visibly cringed, his eyes becoming distant, as if imagining something very unpleasant... Something which made me instinctually wince in turn as well, as I have no doubt about who and what do those thoughts involve.

However... there's something about the Doc's words that just doesn't match up with the whole incident... Namely the part how all I received was a grazing hit from the speeding vehicle... While I have no reason to doubt the doctor's words and he does prove a point, if I've had taken the full brunt of a vehicle weighing two tons, going over 40 miles per hour, directly into my noggin; I would've fucking painted the whole street red by now! BUT, it doesn't make any sense! I WAS there! I saw it! Heck, I FELT it when the fucking thing rammed into me! While my head is still understandably hazy from having suffered a head injury; I CAN however still remember that moment clear as day, when the motherfucker came straight at me with no attempts whatsoever to steer away! And from such distance between us (barely two feet apart!), there was absolutely no way the driver could react in—

My eyes slowly began to widen. W-wait... before I lost consciousness... my gaze slowly shifted down towards my bandaged arm...

B-before I lost consciousness... I could've swore my arm has been glo—

However before I could think upon the matter any further; I was abrutly cut out of my musings by Dr. Hase's voice.

"But that no longer matters." I shifted my sight back up to meet Hase's gaze, who also faced me with a soft smile. "All you need to know is that you will pull through and with a few more weeks; a full recovery. That's what's most important now."

Dr. Hase then took a look at the clock on the wall, just above the exit. "I should go now... Doctor's duties and all that." Stood up from his seat and began stretching his back to rid himself of any kinks. The stool was likely not all that comfortable seat for the old timer, I mused. "I got to say—" He began with small sigh, finishing with his stretches. "Out of all toddlers I've ever had the pleasure to have as a patient; you by far have been the most refreshing one I've ever spoke with." He said with a friendly smirk (which I returned with a grin of my own), before continuing. "Ageha-kun should be dialing to your parents as we speak, so I suggest you to get some rest before they arrive." With that he turned away and headed towards the exit.

But before he reached the exit; I hesitantly called out. "Ehm... say, doc?"

He turned to look over his shoulder, eyebrow raised. "What is it, son?"

I gave him a wry grin. "Chicks, digs scars right?"

He seemed to falter in his feet, before he let out a boisterous laugh. "HAHAHA~! You truly are an interesting young lad! Though quite frankly I think your a TAD bit too young to be thinking of girls just yet."

Well, that wasn't a "no" at least.

I thought with a lopsided grin before my brain registered the hypocrisy of his words and I couldn't help but throw a teasing witty retort right back at the doctor. "So says the man who asked for MY (a four year old's) opinion on Ageha-neesan's bottom earlier."

"Hah! Touche, brat. Touche." He admitted in good humor, before he regarded me one more time with a small grin. "Still your family will no doubt be here in the matter of few hours, so better get some rest while you still can, Hyoudou-kun. Doctor's orders." Hase finished with a wink, before he finally walked out and closed the door behind him with a soft click.

Seemingly on cue; a jaw popping yawn escaped my lips, the feeling causing me to reflexively rub my eyes by the end of it. Getting some shut-eye sounds like a plan right now, although it feels a bit of funny how I'm still feeling drowsy despite having just woken up from a two week long coma induced power nap. With that thought; I leaned back against the soft cushions of the hospital bed and allowed my eyelids to slowly close up.

The doctor did say it would take a few hours for my family to arrive, so may as well take a short nap as I wait to pass the time.

Not that I have anything better to do anyway.

Ah...! Right... I also forgot to ask Dr. Hase whatever happened to that bastard of a driver who was responsible of this whole mess in the first place... Meh will do that later...

However before the realm of Morpheus took me; my mind briefly wandered back at the moment prior the incident... debating whether or not the blue glow around my arm was my imagination or not, and if it wasn't... Did it have anything to do with how the car swerved away in time?

Not to mention I have a feeling I saw something very, VERY critical just prior my awakening...

.

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TBC

AN - That's a wrap! DAMN finally got some progress done!

Now then, now that the chapter is over I thought it would be the best time to clear up some misunderstandings regarding Hiroshi's Gear's Counter ability... More specifically its origins...

Looking at the Reviews; It seems that practically every one of you had gotten the impression that Tiamat's Gear's "Counter" concept was fully inspired by Meliodas' "Full Counter" ability from Seven Deadly Sins... Well the funny thing is as a matter of fact; it was purely coincidental, considering that I've never even seen the aforementioned anime (still haven't) nor did I know about Meliodas and his Full Counter until after people started to specifically mention about it. (Which also earned me a few searches in Google to check the thing out...)

So yeah... It has basically been one huge coincidence (whether you believe or not is up to you however), though by listening at the feedback and seeing that the resemblance between Tiamat's Counter and Meliodas' Full Counter was rather palpable, so I've decided to make some major changes regarding Hiroshi's Gear to make sure it wouldn't seem like a blatant copy.

POLL RESULTS:
Looking at the poll results that arrived within the first day of its publish, had led me to this one solution...
You guys are one heck of a bunch of perverts ain't ya?

Seriously within the first day I put up the poll (about a year ago(?)) and it didn't even take full 24 hours before the votes (of over hundred people) had reached up to 55% voting for BOTH Xenovia and Rossweisse... With only Rossweisse bit behind at around 20%...

I suppose it is a good thing that I had a backup plans for these two in case they were added in... Oh well, one thing's for sure; Issei's definitely going to cry tears of blood out of envy if the third option becomes reality.

I thought of keeping the poll up until at least a 200 or 300 individuals have made their votes, but looking at the current poll results... I think it's rather obvious which one is the obvious winner here...

Here's the final Poll report:

1) Add both Xenovia AND Rosweisse!? (57%)

2) Add Rossweisse? (19%)

3) Add neither. (13%)

4) Add Xenovia? (9%)

Hiroshi harem list:
(Image in my profile: UPDATED!)

- Irina

- Akeno

- Kuroka

- Xenovia [Confirmed!]

- Rosweisse [Confirmed!]

- Secret!

- Secret!

- Secret!

- Secret!

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Issei harem list:

- Rias

- Koneko

- Asia

- Ravel

- Secret!

- Secret!

- Secret!

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(1) Last name first.

(2) Nee-san = means big sister, but it can be used as a polite way to refer your non-related female elders, "lady" without inadvertently calling them old by using the term Oba-san which means auntie, but can be often interpreted as old lady...

(3) Japanese uses metric system to measure speed limits (kph) and distances. And 70 kph is roughly 43 mph.