Toshinori blinked as he looked up at the giant house… no, estate really. He couldn't find it in himself to see Inko growing up here. All the man could do was stare at the sight, the walls were white, three stories and looked as if it could hold maybe about three hundred rooms give or take on the size of the rooms. He turned to Inko as he wondered how the hell her family could afford such a place when it was only a legacy that their family was living in.

"I know it's a bit much." Inko said with a soft sigh.

"A bit? Inko it's like your family is freaking loaded here!" Toshinori all but screamed in shock.

"I'm sorry, I should have warned you ahead of time but, see… with the money my family earned from my ancestor, plus the land being government property because of its history along with the job my father has with owning a company and my mother's job as a historian well…" Okay, so he can understand how she would be able to live in such a place though he just hoped that this money had never gone to her parent's heads.

"Am I even dressed right?" asked Toshinori, gesturing to the black jeans, the white muscle shirt and the leather jacket, along with his favourite pair of black boots.

"You'll be fine Toshi. It isn't like you're asking my parents for their blessing to marry me."

Toshinori eeped at that. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about marrying her but it was just that it was the one thing on his mind that he hadn't ever thought about before. Now here he was, thinking about it now. To see Inko all in white one day, her walking down the aisle toward him and of course saying their vows, kissing then the honeymoon…

He slapped himself to stop those thoughts. Now was not the time!

Scratching the back of his head, the young man looked at the green haired woman once again as he said "So, is there anything that I should be aware of?" He wanted to be sure that there was something that he had to be aware of. Or at the very least be prepared for anything that her parents would throw at them, and by them he means him.

"Well, they may ask if you have a job and of course how well you know history." Inko said with a soft sigh before looking up at him. "Just be relax, if they know you are nervous they know you think you aren't good enough for me and try to make you want to leave me as quickly as possible." Okay, so that was something to go by. In a sense, he did have money, he lived off of his own life insurance and the few times he's helped out in tasks for the police among other things that he's done over the years. So in other words, he had plenty of money to spare.

As for history, well he was living… well, if you count his way of living anyway as being alive, well he was history in itself. He looked at the woman and gave her a smile as he said "Then I guess we have both things covered."

Inko giggled a little at that. God she had such a nice laugh. It was something that made him rather happy to listen to all day though he just hoped her parents liked him.

Inhaling deeply, the young man looked at her once again before saying "Well, let's get this started. I just hope that we can find something that can help Shouta." Inko nodded to him before hitting a button to the intercom.

"Hello?"

"Daddy, it's me." Inko said with a smile on her face.

"Ah, Inko my sweet little girl! Come on in!"

A loud buzzing was heard, causing Toshinori and Inko to look up as the gates started to move. He couldn't help but feel nervous, thinking that maybe he was going over his head on this. Why did he feel like he was like Shouta when he and Hizashi started to date? He could still remember how the boy was when he first realised that he was in love with his best friend and Toshinori had to coax him out of the closet, literally, so he could go out on his date with the blonde.

Taking a deep breath, Toshinori looked down at Inko and watched as the woman hummed softly as they walked up the long driveway. The closer they got to the mansion, estate, Toshinori felt all the more nervous. It just seemed strange that he was feeling this way but in a way, he almost thought that he could feel his soul itself crying. A shudder escaped him as he thought that he felt a chill running through him. It was a strange feeling, something that he had never felt before. He had no idea what it was, if it was caused by the new feelings that he had going on in his body or if it was something else. But he knew that this feeling was just so alien to him and unreal.

"You okay?" asked Inko with a frown on her face.

"Yeah, just had a strange feeling is all. Don't worry about it, I'm sure it's nothing." He whispered softly, trying to assure her that there was nothing wrong. Even though he wasn't sure if there was anything wrong in the first place. It was just so strange, and he felt like there was something here calling to him. He just wasn't sure what it was and just felt like he had to just ignore it for the time being. The only thing that he had to focus on was the feeling that he had for Inko and just hope that her parents would like him and of course, still allow him to be with their only daughter.

At least, he hoped that would happen for the most part.

Toshinori gulped as he and Inko soon found themselves at the door and Inko was about to knock until the door threw themselves open and a man rushed out hugging Inko. A part of Toshinori wanted to steal her from the man, and he had to stop himself from snarling. After all, this man wasn't trying to steal Inko away, this was her father for crying out loud.

The man was a few inches taller than Inko with a big smile on his face. He had short green hair, a thin mustache. His green eyes were hidden behind a pair of square wire framed glasses, his eyes almost seemed to shine the moment he got a good look at Inko and smiled happily.

The man wore a light grey business suit, most likely he was either just getting home or this was his usual state of attire. It made him wonder what her mother dressed up as.

Soon the man's voice snapped Toshinori out of his thoughts. "Who is this man?" asked her father.

Toshinori blinked as he stared at the man, Inko looked like she was about to introduce him but he just gave her a small smile that seemed to silence him. "It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Midoriya, I am Yagi Toshinori." The green haired man seemed to stare at Toshinori with wide eyes for a moment before regaining his composure.

"I see, is this the man that you have mentioned in texts Inko?" asked Mr. Midoriya.

"Yes daddy. I hope this isn't gonna be a problem? I thought that while I'm picking up the journal you and mother could meet him."

"I see, well your mother is in the study. She already has the journal ready but promise me that you'll bring it back in one piece." Mr. Midoriya said with a frown on his face.

"Of course daddy." Inko said with a smile before looking up at Toshinori and grabbed his hand and walked with him inside. Though Toshinori felt another chill run through him. It was strange, but it had felt as if he had passed by something or someone. It was rather strange, as he knew that couldn't be possible. Right?

Shaking his head, the young man looked around and saw that the entrance was rather large, filled with a large simple rug that was a green that seemed to match Inko's and her father's hair. He couldn't help but frown a little in confusion, he had almost thought that the place would have a lot of expensive items lying about but, it almost kept the homey feel to it while still having some expensive items laying around. A few, he remembered from when he trained with Nana, even though they had faded with age.

"I welcome you Yagi-san." Inko's father said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, no please call me Toshinori Mr. Midoriya." Toshinori said with a smile on his face.

"Then I must insist you call me Kenta."

"Oh, if that is alright with you Mr- I mean Kenta?"

"Of course it is!" Kenta said with a smile on his face before he looked at his daughter as he said "So, what is the story with you two, you never did tell me."

"Oh um… uh…" Inko said, a little nervous before looking at Toshinori with a little look of help on her face.

It seemed that she was scared about what she could tell her parents. Toshinori knew that it wasn't good to lie, but this was something that they must never know about him. After all, what he was, was still rather unknown to everyone but the selective few. "I'm her boyfriend, we um… just stared dating sir."

Kenta looked at Toshinori with a critical eye. As if he was examining him for any kind of lie. Though, it wasn't a lie, just wasn't telling him that Toshinori was a five hundred year old vampire who happened to have been in love with his daughter for a long while now. Nope, there was no way that he would tell the man such a thing. It would be odd and rather improper so to speak since he uh… was rather old to be dating his daughter in a way.

"So, Toshinori, what do you do for a living?" asked Kenta, it seemed that Kenta had gone into father-mode or something. It was something that Toshinori had feared about dealing with himself one of these days. At least when Inko first appeared in his life.

"I do many different jobs sir. I help out with the police and other pro-heroes but I'm not one myself." Toshinori said with a small smile on his face. "They come to me for help and honestly, I'm on a case right now." Which wasn't really a lie, he was on a case, about the murders. He just hoped that Inko didn't ask about that. He didn't want her to be scared for her own safety knowing that she was a target for that case.

"Interesting. Are you, maybe a history buff at all?"

"Oh, I pretty much live and breathe history." Toshinori said with a big grin on his face. It was something that wasn't a lie either.

"Interesting." Kenta said with a smile before he looked over at Inko as he said "I'll go and fetch your mother. Please take our guest to the dining hall will you Inko?"

"Sure daddy." Inko said with a smile before looking up at Toshinori. "Come on Toshi." Inko giggled a little as she gently grabbed his hand and started to walk on toward a long hallway. Really, Toshinori couldn't help but stare at this place. This was something even grander than what Lord Midoriya had so long ago. Then again, back then you could only have so much, not to mention what you would have in storage as well.

Tilting his head a little, the young man wondered what else was here. Yet, there was something here, tugging at him and it made him curious as to what it was.

Soon, he found something pulling at the sleeve of his jacket. He turned his gaze thinking that maybe it was a little kid until his eyes went wide at what it really was.

Standing there, was a figure that he hadn't thought he'd see ever again. If he could, Toshinori knew that he would have gone pale at the sight for standing there was the ghostly body of the princess. "I… I… I…!"

"Toshi…"

"GAH!"

Toshinori suddenly threw himself to the wall, staring at the ghostly figure of the princess, his eyes wide, heart pounding in his ribs and his breathing quicken and laboured as he stared at the body of the princess. Inko stared at him in concern before rushing to his side. "Toshi what's wrong?"

"Don't you see her?!" Toshinori called out as he glanced at Inko. Only to see her confused stare before he looked back and saw that the princess wasn't there anymore. What the hell?

"See what Toshi? You just started stammering then you screamed. You okay?" Inko said with a frown on her face.

If he was honest with himself? He had no freaking idea, but what he saw he knew for a fact wasn't normal. There was something going on here and he had to figure that out… somehow.

"Come on silly man, let's keep going. We're not far from the dining hall now." Inko said with a smile before walking with her boyfriend to their destination. Though, Toshinori couldn't help but wonder what it was that he had seen. Was it a ghost? A spirit? If that was the case then why hasn't Inko seen it? Could she see it? Was he only able to see it? If that was the case than why was it?

Shaking his head, his mind thinking of a million things a minute, but he couldn't be sure as to what it was. What could it have been that he had seen? Was it because he was for the most part, a human again but still a vampire? Damn it, what were they called again? No, he knew that he was still a vampire for sure. He couldn't eat after all.

Rubbing his face, the young man was trying to regain his composure, not really sure what it was that he had just witness but knew that he couldn't allow himself to be lost in such a thing. He had to focus on making sure that he made a good impression with Inko's family, along with getting the journal.

Taking a deep breath, the young man knew that he shouldn't allow himself to be so frazzled. Things like this shouldn't bother him even… even… even… 'Even with the possibility of ghosts!' He wanted to scream at that, but knew that he couldn't. Let along Inko finding out that he may be losing his mind. Was it possible for a vampire to lose their mind in the first place?

Shaking his head, the young man looked over at the young woman next to him and gave her a soft smile as she walked on ahead. When Inko turned around, she smiled at him yet in that moment, a ghostly figure seemed to overlap the green haired woman. "Toshi, you must… follow me…" said the ghost, causing him to stare with wide eyes and all but fall onto his back as he jumped back in shock.

"Toshi?!"

"I… I… I… I…"

He started to think that maybe he was going crazy. What the hell was happening?!

"Are you okay?"

"I don't know!" He wanted to cry. This was starting to frustrate him, why was he seeing a ghost? More so, the princess's ghost of all things? It shouldn't be possible, after all if that was the case why couldn't he have seen her before? Was it because he finally remembered? No, he would have seen her sooner right? That had to be the case… right?

"Just breathe okay?" Inko whispered as she helped Toshinori lean against the wall. "Maybe it's your nerves making you see things? That can happen for vampire's right?"

"I don't know." He answered her with a frown before shaking his head. This was getting a little out of hand, he knew that much but knew that he couldn't allow himself to be lost in this… problem. Breathing deeply a few times, hoping that would be enough to calm himself before pushing himself back up. "Let… Let's just get to the dining hall." Toshinori whispered as he walked with Inko. He just hoped that it didn't happen again, he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Inko's parents.

Once they reached their destination, Toshinori saw a long table with enough chairs to seat maybe a dozen or so people. Maybe more than that. It looked like it was made out of oak and it made him tilt his head a little. "Daddy sometimes has meetings here." Inko said, which made him nod a little in understanding. If that was the case then you'd need all the room that you could get.

Looking around, he sat down and tried to make himself comfortable, yet he seemed a little on edge. It was as if the moment he came in here there was something after him and it had him rather edgy.

Turning his blue eyes left and right, he thought that he would find some kind of trace of the spirit, but so far nothing came to mind. IT made him hum in confusion before letting out a soft sigh. Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him. Looking over, he saw Kenta walking into the room with a woman maybe around Inko's height. A rather lovely woman that was for sure, the woman looked like Inko though it seemed that Inko got more of her other features from her father.

Her mother had long dark green hair, it made Toshinori think that her hair was almost black with how dark it was. Her eyes were a soft blue that made anyone think of the ocean itself. He could see why Kenta had fallen for this woman, she was lovely yes. Yet, Toshinori only had eyes for Inko and her alone. "I see you have made yourselves comfortable." Kenta said with a smile.

"It is so lovely to meet you, I am Inko's mother. My name is Kazumi." She said with a smile.

"It's a pleasure meeting you… I'm Toshinori." The blonde said with a nervous smile on his face. Okay, maybe not nervous but rather frazzled. Both of Inko's parents seemed rather concerned and even looked at the other. As if sharing some kind of secret conversation before nodding to the other.

Kenta and Kazumi took their seats as they smiled at their daughter and of course, her new boyfriend. "So, Kenta told me that you help with the police hm?" asked Kazumi with a tilt of her head. Her long hair falling over her shoulder.

"Yes ma'am. I have an insight that they struggle to have so I'm able to figure things out a little differently and, it helps when you have a s-I mean a friend who is a pro hero." Toshinori almost wanted to wince when he almost called Shouta his son. How would that look to them? They would know that he was much older than he appeared. It wasn't his fault that he was frozen at the age of twenty-seven.

"Interesting. What do you know about history?" asked Kazumi with a smile.

"Oh, I mostly know the history of the legendary guard All Might." Toshinori said, again not really a lie as he gave a nervous smile. "I guess you could say that the story was something that I loved learning about." Oh if only that had been the truth as he hadn't even known about that story for a month yet! "It made me curious as to what had happened to the man."

"Ah yes, the guard." Kenta said with a bit of a frown on his face.

Toshinori was rather confused as to what that look was about. What had happened to have mad the man seem so sad in the first place? Just as Toshinori was about to ask, he saw the ghostly figure appear again. His blue eyes widened in shock as the princess waved her hand, telling him to follow her before she ran down the hall. "Um… please excuse me I have a phone call. I am so sorry, I thought I had this thing on silent. Not vibrate." Toshinori politely excused himself before rushing out of the room.

"Toshi!" Inko called out after him, but he couldn't look back. There was something wrong here, he knew that this couldn't be normal. Whatever it was, he knew that he had to do something to end this but why was it only affecting him?

Toshinori saw the spirit of the princess running down the halls. He couldn't help but wonder where it was that this spirit was leading him. But he knew that he had to follow her. That she had to be leading him somewhere for a reason. Whatever that reason is, he had no idea but he just felt like this was something that he had to witness himself.

The spirit looked back at him over her shoulder and seemed to smile before turning away from him and seemed to make a sharp turn.

Toshinori almost ran into the wall, if it wasn't for his reflexes as he used his hand to brace himself against the wall before running on down. Whatever this really was, Toshinori couldn't help but be curious as to who this woman really was. Was this really the princess? Was it even her spirit that was leading him or some kind of trick?

'No, it couldn't have been her parent's idea to try to scare me. They didn't even know they were coming in the first place. Unless this was a trap they set up for anyone that Inko dates. But wait, why use the princess?' He frowned a little in confusion. This was rather confusing, and it made him want to scream and shout at all of this that was happening.

Shaking his head, the young man pushed more of his power into his legs trying to keep up with the spirit. Where was it that they were going? Looking at his surroundings, all he saw was that walls were lined with normal lights. Yet, he felt like he was going somewhere, he couldn't locate many scents around here.

Tilting his head, Toshinori saw the spirit seemed to giggle before turning another hall. Where was she leading him?

Frowning, Toshinori whispered "Where are you taking me? Are you just taunting me because I didn't keep my promise to you back then?" He narrowed his eyes before shaking his head and almost found himself smacking into the wall again. Damn it, what was this spirit trying to do in the first place?

Turning his head, he wondered where the princess had gone, he frowned when he couldn't find any kind of idea where she could have gone. "Princess?" He asked with a frown on his face. God, was he acting like this because a part of him was still obsessed with her? That can't be true, he had moved on. No longer trying to learn from his past but to try to live for his future.

A future that he saw for himself and for Inko.

"Toshi, this way…" said the princess with a frown on her face.

Toshinori narrowed his eyes before he all but snarled at her. Was she taunting him? "What do you want from me? Is this because I failed you? Because I didn't keep my promise to go back for you after the fight? Is that it? You haunting me just because of all those years ago? If I recall you had moved on as you were able to marry and have children or else Inko wouldn't be here!"

The princess frowned a little at him, her green eyes filling with tears as she shook her head at him. "No, I want you to see something. We must be quick." She whispered before rushing down the halls again. Blinking his blue eyes in confusion, Toshinori ran after her down the hall.

The further he went down the hall, the darker it started to get. It made him wonder where it was the princess was leading to him. If it wasn't out of some kind of revenge, then what was it? He couldn't figure out what it was but knew that at the end of this hall he would learn something out of this. He was sure of that.

Soon, he found himself at a door and frowned. It was rather old, but still well taken care of. What was behind here? Looking down at the door, he saw that there was no lock on it. "Guess they never expected anyone to go through other than the family." Toshinori whispered as he opened the door and blinked as he saw a beautiful garden here.

It was full of flowers, all the kinds of flowers that reminded him of the gardens at the manor. A pond, and from what he could see it even had koi fish in it. There were even sakura trees here and it made him have a nostalgia feeling sweep over him. Tilting his head a little, Toshinori walked further and further into the gardens wondering where the spirit was trying to lead him. "Princess?" He called out softly, before carefully making his way through the gardens, being mindful that he didn't ruin this place. It was beautiful here, how long had the Midoriya's been growing such a place like this?

"Here… over here…" whispered the princess as he soon found himself staring at a gravestone.

His eyes widened as he looked at the name and felt his eyes water at the sight.

Midoriya Inko, Princess of the Midoriya Clan.

This was her grave. Looking around, he was rather confused as to why he didn't see anyone else here. No grave of her husband, or of her children. SO what was wrong with this picture? It just didn't make any kind of sense to him. Then again, does anything ever make sense in the first place? His life itself was nothing but an endless spiral of confusion.

"Why bring me here?" He whispered. Not really expecting any kind of answer before he looked over to his left and saw her spirit looking up at him. "Why did you bring me here? Of all the things that you could have done, haunted me throughout my entire immortal life you had to stay here and haunt me just for this one moment?" He whispered softly. Her only answer to him was a kiss to his cheek before fading away into nothing.

"So, you really are the guard…"

Toshinori whipped himself around and came face to face with Kenta who stared at him with a rather knowing smile on his face. Yet, it wasn't unkind, no it seemed he was more curious than anything else. "I… I don't know what you mean. The guard would be long dead after all, he disappeared five hundred years ago there is no way that he could be alive."

"Don't play coy with me boy. I know for a fact that you are the same man that my ancestor had written about so many times in her journals." Kenta said, causing Toshinori to flinch at the harshness of his tone. He couldn't help but stare at the man, rather confused as to how he would have known who Toshinori was at all in the first place.

"How do you know that I am, indeed the guard? There is almost no stories about him around anymore."

"Yes, because of how much it hurt her."

Huh? What was he talking about? As if sensing the confusion from the blonde, Kenta walked over and looked at the grave before setting his hand atop of the stone. "Inko doesn't even know about this place. I never wanted her to know about this place. Which is why her brother once he is done with college will be the sole care giver of this place."

"I thought you wanted Inko to take on the family legacy." Toshinori said with a frown on his face.

"I did, but seeing how excited she was about opening her own café and wanting to provide for people well, I knew she wouldn't have the heart for this place." Kenta said with a soft sigh before turning his calculating gaze onto the man before him. Toshinori almost gulped before he took a step back as if trying to find the right question to ask. "Now tell me, how are you still alive? Not to mention, how do you look the way you do?"

"I… I…" Toshinori stammered, trying to find the right answer for this. There was no way that he would be able to lie his way out of this one. Let alone being able to tell the truth. What would happen if he told the man the truth? He may never allow Inko to be near him anymore and the thought of it almost made him snarl. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." He said simply.

"I see." Kenta said before looking back at the grave. "Ever hear the tale of the Midoriya estate?" asked Kenta.

"No I haven't."

"They say, that her spirit haunts the place. No one knows why, or had ever seen her. Inko once claimed that she once saw her growing up. Yet, it seemed that you had also seen her. Why that is, I am rather puzzled but I have a theory to that myself." Kenta mumbled, causing Toshinori to brace himself. He didn't know if the man had a powerful quirk before looking away. What was it that Kenta was trying to do? What was he trying to pull here? "I know for a fact that it isn't the true spirit of the princess that haunts this place, but a fragment."

"A fragment?"

"Her spirit had for the most part passed on. But a part of her that cannot move on from this place remained in the hope of seeing you again and it has. Yes, I know for a fact about the family curse. Something that is a terrible burden for us to bare but I know that it is now my daughters turn."

"Curse? What curse?" Toshinori was now rather confused about this. Why was Kenta even revealing anything like this to him of all people? He was nothing but a stranger, and yet here the older man was revealing something that even Inko doesn't know about in the first place. Ugh, this was getting more and more complicated the longer he was here. "What does any of this have to do with the princess or myself?"

"You do not know?"

"No, of course not!"

"Interesting… I thought during your timeless life you would have an idea as to what the curse was or even what had happened to the princess after you two parted ways."

Toshinori looked away with pain in his eyes. It seemed that Kenta was able to read him a little as he seemed to soften his pose a little. "Unless, you never knew what happened?"

"No, I had… lost my memories of her until recently. It was around the time Inko and I started to date. Some places are still a little fuzzy for me but I have almost all of my memories back. I just don't know what happened to her, I mean… she told me that she loved me but, it seemed that she had moved on." Toshinori sighed softly as he looked at the grave. He could almost feel the tears filling his eyes once again but he refused to let them fall.

There was no point in shedding tears for someone who seemed to have forgotten all about him. She had moved on, as had he so what more could he do?

"I want to know though, how long until she forgot about me…?" asked Toshinori.

"She never did."

"What?"

He stared with wide eyes, not sure what it was that he was even hearing. The princess… never forgot about him? But, how? She had to have moved on, had to have been able to move on as she was able to get married and live a life that anyone would have been able to do back then. Letting out a soft sigh, Kenta looked at Toshinori as he looked back at the grave once again. "She never got over you. From what I have read of the journal myself, she always went back to where she last saw you, once a year in the hopes of seeing you again. She did indeed marry yes, but a man that looked similar to you but at the same time different. Even her first born son, had your name." Toshinori stared with wide eyes. No, that can't be right, that couldn't be right!

"But… I've been forgotten to time so, why would she still claim to love me, if she wanted to remove any traces of me?"

Kenta shook his head as he said "That wasn't by her choice. Her son, Toshinori, removed any and all traces of you later on in his life, after his mother had passed away. In order to protect any descendants he tried to remove any trace of you in the hopes that no one knows how heartbroken the princess really was after you seemed to have disappeared. As she also seemed to blame herself for what happened to you."

"So, he rewrote from the original as a means to erasing me." Toshinori whispered.

"Yes, you may have the journal for whatever it is you and Inko need it for. But you will find in that journal what I had told you, even before the new journals were created in the hopes of erasing you, but before you leave I must know. How did you survive all this time? If you do not tell me, I will find a way to keep my daughter away from you." Kenta narrowed his green eyes at Toshinori, making it a promise should anything such as that arrive.

"But…"

"Tell… me… now, and I may even give you a hint about the curse."

Fuck it!

"I'm a vampire, I was turned during the attack."

"A vampire?"

Toshinori groaned as he rubbed at his forehead, he knew that this whole thing was going to be rather farfetched. There was no way that he would understand. Inko barely understood and it almost ruined everything between the two of them. Just as Toshinori was about to open his mouth to speak, Kenta chuckled a little. "Of course, that had to be the thing that was written in the journals as well." Wait journals?

"Journals? But the princess only kept one." Toshinori whispered in confusion.

"True, but I never claimed that was the only journal in the family." What? "There have been many journals, all containing research that the family have been doing over the years and it was then that we discovered the curse and it involves two odd quirks."

Toshinori didn't know what it was, but in a way he felt like he knew just what those quirks were about. Gulping a little, his hands clenching and unclenching as he tried to control himself. He tried to control the feelings that seemed to swirl around in his stomach wondering what it was that they were going to tell him. "What are these quirks?" Asked Toshinori.

"You know don't you?"

"I want to hear it to be sure." Toshinori snarled softly.

Kenta nodded before walking over to Toshinori. The man couldn't help but stare at Kenta with a serious expression trying to think on how he would tell the blonde about this curse. About what he could even mention about this curse and how it connected him to Inko, or even the princess in the first place. All of this was killing him or at least like a fatal stab to his chest. "The quirks, the two quirks that seem to circle around Inko's quirk are called 'All for One' and 'One for All'."

Toshinori couldn't help but stare with wide eyes as he stared at the man in shock. This, this couldn't be. But the two quirks were old, very, very old for that to have any kind of connection to Inko. But, if that was the case, then how they all were connected in the first place? There had to be something else, something more. "How are you sure?" asked Toshinori.

"Because every guard that was ever in the family, seemed to have had that one quirk, along with the sword as the sword is as old as the legend itself." Kenta said with a sigh before starting to walk on ahead. "I will allow you to protect my daughter, no matter what you have to do in order to do so. But I will allow you to use the journal so you can learn about the curse yourself. Because hearing it from me, you would think I'm lying. The journal is the key… use it, and protect my daughter and any possible descendants to the family. I'll give you every journal, every bit of research that we have collected over the years, use it to keep her safe."

As soon as those words were in the air, Toshinori was left alone in the garden to his thoughts. Was that in a way for Kenta's way of… giving his consent? To allow him to be with Inko? Even, if he would have to turn her someday if that day ever came?