Introduction: Hellooooo everybody! So now with the coronavirus keeping us in our home, I've finally took the time to reread this story myself. Its due for a much needed improvement. It sounded just what I was doing at the time. Rushed. I was going to start this reboot early November but had a close call with the virus. I'm okay. Thank God I tested negative! 🎉 Anyway sorry for the long hiatus and since this story had over 7 thousand views, which I'm still surprised about by the way, I thought it'd be a good idea to make it better for you guys. At least a little,right? Hope you guys doing well and healthy and enjoy this story. 💕💖

FYI: Its going to have the same overall plot just with a few differences.

Disclaimer: I do not own Heavens Lost Property. The creator is Suu Munazuki.

Warning: M for Mature: Sexual Content, Partial Nudity, Sexual Theme

Sora no Otoshimono: Tomoki is Pervert King 👑

Tomoki expected a warm welcome back but he didn't anticipate the encounter with his angeloids and best friend to be so...clingy. Especially from Sohara. He didn't expect her to be hugging him this tightly.

"Oh my God,Tomoki?!" Nymph says, latching her arms around his waist "You're finally back! We've missed you."

"Welcome back,master." Ikaros voice held no emotion but her actions spoke louder; she tightens the grip around her master resting her head on his chest.

Astrea is basically squeezing him from behind to point it looks as if she's trying to fuse with him " Wh-why did you take so long, master?!"

Sohara wipes her nose after sniffling " Took you long enough..." She release her grip and push his shoulder with a smile " Baka..."

It has been 4 years since the girls saw him in the flesh. They communicated virtually but not as often as they wanted. Tomoki parents wanted him to come to America with them for vacation but what they really wanted him to do is to have some fighting techniques to defend himself.

But before he could let his anger get the better of him, Tomoki remembered what his grandpa told him long ago.

...One of the most important qualities to becoming a man; you will have to protect your family from any physical danger, Tomoki.

So he excelled in mui thai, learned both american and Brazilian jui jitsu but prefer the legendary Brazilian style over the former, judo, and others.

You're probably thinking all those martial arts in only four years, hes probably only a brown belt tier at most. Well lets just say Tomoki isn't ordinary. When he was a brown belt, he was going even footing with red belts and giving black belts a hard time. Much to their bewilderment.

Yes.

Tomokis a black belt now and haven't lost a spar since he became one. Which earned him the dubbed name " Viper with an unbreakable grip" and that's just in jui jitsu.

" I'm sorry for the wait but glad to see all of you are doing okay."

Everyone release their vise grip surprised at something.

" Your voice is deeper." Sohara noticed and she was surprised what she had to do to look him in the eyes. She had to lift her head upwards. " and you've gotten taller as well."

" Yeah..." Tomoki grins scratching the back of his head " I'm 180cm now."

His facial features are much more sharper and extremely attractive. His cognac brown eyes are very intense and captivating like if he stare into your eyes too long he'll eventually suck all the life out of you. And as to put the icing on the cake so to speak, on his perfected structured chin is thick black hair.

Sohara couldn't help but get flushed cheeks. His entire demeanor is different from 14 year old Tomoki. She feel this dominant intense aura coming off him as well, if he was in another anime the ground would be roaring and shivering violently as pieces of earth around him defy gravity constantly floating upwards, and she's loving it.

"Oooooooo and he's fit too!" Nymph screams after feeling his stomach that's behind his white t shirt with Gracie logo on the front.

Astrea and Ikaros does the same and Astrea blushes red. He still look scrawny to Sohara however she wasn't looking at the small hints that show he's gotten muscular: the viens on his arms are more intense but not to point its disgusting steroid level, his tshirt perfectly fit his body and unlike four years ago, broad shoulders, and his biceps fill up the short sleeves.

Instead of scrawny, hes lean and more muscular. The perfect Olympian physique. The peak of human fitness.

Have his neck gotten a bit longer too? Sohara thought then shakes her head to block out such a weird question.

Tomoki throws his duffel bags in the lounge room as he walks to the kitchen " So how have you guys been?"

" Lonely." Nymph answers

" Sad." Astrea added

" Bored." Ikaros says

He chuckles apologetically " Well I hope I can change that...Where's Sugata and Mikako?" Then his eyes formed stars when he noticed loads of food, still piping hot on the table " Whoa! Look at all this food! Im starving too. You girls came in clutch."

" Thanks master. I did most of the work." Astrea says with a straighten posture then shows him all her fingers are bandaged " See? I worked very hard."

" What?! No you didn't. Don't try to deceive him." Nymph gets in between her and Tomoki " Me, Sohara, and Ikaros did all the work. The only effort you put in was hurting yourself."

As those two argue, Ikaros casually sit on the other side of Tomoki " Master. I made the okonomiyaki."

" Mmmm its very good Ikaros." Tomoki says with a mouth full of food " Thank you."

Sohara doesn't know what's wrong with her. While everyone else is behaving as if Tomoki never left. It's back to how it always was. She's the only one who can't stop thinking weird and ogling at him when he's not looking.

Is he still perverted? She asks herself

Saying she dont want him to be would obviously be a fib. I mean that's Tomoki's thing. If he wasn't perverted he wouldn't be Tomoki anymore. And she can't say she's angry about it either. Countless times she's seen him naked.

"..hara."

She wipes drool that threatened to leave her mouth as Tomoki calms Nymph and Astrea down.

If he grown in his height and physique, maybe he's grown someplace else as well.

But the moment she thought that immediately she wishes the answer is not that much. Sohara don't want it to be too big to the point it's scary, abnormal, and disgusting. He was a nice size before. She don't want it to have grown too much.

" ...Sohara?"

" Y-yes?" blinking twice, his calm voice snapping her out her trance

He chuckles so handsomely it brought a warm feeling in her stomach " I called your name like four times. Are you ok? And not to mention your cheeks are red."

He gets up and touches her forehead with the back of his hand which made her blush even deeper " You're hot. Do you have a fever?"

" N-No. I'm ok." She smiles at him until suddenly she couldn't feel the floor and yelps. Tomoki had literally lifted her off her feet and is now carrying her.

"Don't lie to me. You must've been up all night teaching them how to cook."

Yes. It's true she's been up cooking with the angeliods but Sohara knows she don't have a fever.

But caring Tomoki as always. She's glad that trait haven't left. Despite him being extraordinary perverted, he cares about his friends dearly and never forget anything that could harm them. She'll never forget the time he told her to not go out in the deep water again because she couldn't swim. She thought he would've forgotten because the last time he tried to teach her to swim, they were in primary school.

Tomoki - followed by his angeliods- walks to his room, gently lays Sohara on his bed, then go to make tea for her.

For those who have read this before, sorry for the constant deletions. 😖 I have been indecisive with what I wanted to do with this. However, this time I wont do that again. I'll be more consistent with this story and others. Please look forward to many other chapters and stories. 💖