~NRK~
Taking Shou and Imai to a clearing by the trailers and Idol Bus, the group moved to the refreshment area.
The kids were awed by sports drinks and jerky that was offered before they sat around them.
"I'm sure we can take them back after we're done today," Ippan smiled as Obito nodded.
"It'll be quick," he nodded as a groaning man sat against a nearby tree, covered nearly from head-to-toe in clouds, static shocks, cloth, and a cloth gag. "Besides, we're both fast enough to get them to and back in maybe an hour."
"U-Um," Imai peeked up before looking down at Ippan's smile.
"Yes, Imai-chan?" The fox woman asked.
"W-We live really close to here," the more human-looking girl said. "We were playing and then found the temple thing."
"So, we always looked at it," Shou said while drinking some sports drink through a straw, his bandages' well-done wrappings making it easy for him to use his lips.
"And then we saw the short man," Imai said.
"Shoda-san?" Keigo sweatdropped.
"I think? He's the really old guy."
"Definitely Tsuyoi-kun," Asuka declared while adjusting her shades. "Still, you kids better get along after this, we've got business to attend to," she told them before taking her leave with Nagabiko. "Oh, and the male star arrived, I can feel the plants' call around him."
"Alright," Ippan said before slowly growing more nervous as the others began to come out and greet the new arrivals. "T-That's the lead-Wait, isn't that…" She blinked in confusion as they saw that young CAT man.
"That's the guy from the ASH school," Keigo realized in surprise as the group came together in the middle of the area.
"Welcome, Natsuo-kun, how was the drive?" Tsuyoyoi asked as the young man in question crossed his arms.
The cat man actor looked around in interest. "It was fine, Shoda, where are Flare and Ann?"
"Here," Ann shrugged as Flare nodded sagely. "I think it's just us this time around."
"So it seems… Wait," the man's head snapped to the snickering Keigo and eyebrow-raised Obito. "W-What the?! You two, I… You were with them," he realized.
"Yep, glad to see you're not bothered by that attack," Keigo said with a smile. "Didn't think we'd meet again like this."
"Yes, life is truly weird like that," the male lead said before folding his hands behind his back and bowing to them. "Thank you for saving my life."
"Wait, what happened?" Oboro asked.
"It was just a villain attack," Obito said. "We saved him from one and here we are."
"Yes, they've been quite helpful," Natsuo said. "But that's for later, you've already recorded the war scene, right?"
"Yes, they've been a great help. Especially since you and Obito-kun are similar in height and hair color," the director said as the cat and quirkless locked eyes. "Haha, yes, he's the grandson of a friend of mine, I was lucky that he was coming since syncing both of your uniforms and faces will be easier than any other stunt double."
"You keep helping out, Uchiha-san."
"It was all coincidence, I literally didn't know it'd be you we'd be meeting, much less that Shoda-san was who was directing this movie," Obito said as his eyes caught the Hoshi pair in a nearby tree, Kim's eyes locked onto… Keigo. 'Right, they think he's my disciple.'
Obito nudged Keigo with his sheath, gaining the simply twitch of the bird boy's eyes before Obito's snapped to the side and closed.
'They're watching us,' likely him, too. "I get ya, senpai, this is a total coincidence."
"Y-Yep," Ippan said with a stutter as Shou and Imai looked at her funny. "It's n-nothing, kids," she lied like a shuddering toy.
"Hmm? Whose kids are these?" Ann asked, crouching to their level as the others noticed them.
"They're some village kids," the fox woman focused on the not-threatening topics. 'Just act natural,' don't think about the 'big things'. "So, we figured we'd take them back when we're done tomorrow," she whispered with a smile.
"That so?"
"Let's go over the route," Natsuo said.
What followed was an hour of memorizing, practicing, and 'exercising'.
Obito rushed through the forest with his weapon held tightly to his side by a large red ribbon, the 'ribbon of a priestess' he'd 'promised' himself to trailing behind him with its extending tails.
As he rushed through it, his grasp on his blade tight at his hip, he moved in and out of trees, bushes, over bushes, and under low-hanging branches.
He skid to a stop past a large white line, slowly standing up and wiping his chin.
"Good, you got all the traps, 'movements', and the ribbon," Shoda said as he came down from above on large flying platform, Sensoji driving it towards the exerted but prepared Uchiha. "That's all seven of you, so we'll give you all a 30-minute break. Make sure to get looked over by the medbay."
Obito nodded as he walked towards the 'entrance' of the forest, the others nodding to him as they watched his movements on a large flying screen.
"I think I remembered all of it," Ippan said, seated on the ground like everyone else besides the children.
"H-He's so fast!" Imai said in shock. "That's totally the same as the other ladies and that cat guy!"
"He was really really fast," Shou said, well-wrapped bandages allowing him to speak without hindrance. "H-He did it five times compared to them, too."
"He's gotta get the pattern down, we've been planning this for over half a year," Ann said while drinking some water. "I'm more confused by this odd stamina he's got, he did run it five times but that's 2 miles of forest alongside zigzags and more Pattern Trials," she looked to Ippan for answers.
"Obito-kun's been training for a long time, he says it all the time about how it's better to be trained in a world where there are villains all over," Ippan reiterated.
"Um, heroes?"
"Senpai's always saying that shouldn't stop ya," Keigo said as he came down with a camera in his hands. "I mean, it's not like this situation didn't prove that, who'd have thought he'd be doing all of this as a last-minute stunt double?"
The pink-haired star cupped her chin. "I guess I get it, it's just weird," she said, finishing her water.
Grabbing a sports drink and a snack, Obito finished both in record time before throwing it away and getting seated beside Keigo.
The others chatted or stretched as their break passed.
When it did, they got back into costume and set up the path.
That's why Obito soon found himself following behind Natsuo's clothed form, the male lead in the Akagumi Head uniform as the Uchiha wore clothes covered in 'dark paint', a specialized paint made by the hands of one Kowamaru, actually.
So, if necessary, it'd 'shed' and reveal his own Akagumi Head uniform.
So, he followed.
He watched as Ippan's own running form moved ahead of Flare's, Ann's, and Asuka's, the trio looking back at the male lead's heated rush.
"You'll never get away from me!" The feline cried, his ribbon flapping properly behind him. "The Akagumi never stops beating!"
"Always an annoying child, well no longer!" Ann declared as she ran backwards at the same speed, her feet leaving glowing tracks. "Take her to the 'End'!" She ordered to the others as Obito came to a stop in a bush before ducking into it as Natsuo fought the 'boss' in a hotblooded act of a fool.
Their choreography wasn't bad, they had practiced a lot, so it was truly a good showing of 'Ten Year Combat'.
'Konji' repelled the opposing villain boss before rushing ahead, body covered in fake blood.
Obito followed.
They 'caught up' to the other villains as they reached a recently-made tower, one that saw the two 'bosses' standing at the base of it while their 'lackey' had the priestess up above at the top.
The fighting that followed was an 'uphill fight' no matter how you saw it.
Even with his monitored exercises and nutrition, Natsuo was clearly more unfit than his female counterparts or, really, just not as trained.
Konji Akagumi was clearly too hotheaded for his place in the world.
And a 2-on-1 was simply not a fight any civilian could truly grasp so easily.
… Also, even if the 'weaker boss' tried to double-cross her, Asuka would likely eat them alive, anyway.
So, watching the man get 'defeated' with ease wasn't a surprising turnout though Obito raised a brow at Natsuo's defeated words to his fellow actors being 'undertoned' by the man rubbing his wrist and hobbling slightly.
~NRK~
With the scene taken care of, they were given the rest of the day to do as they pleased while footage was being edited and cut.
Which meant that most of the heroes, bodyguards, and their charges went to the recreational building on the edge of the city.
Keigo kept pumping those light 30-pound dumbbells up to his 100th rep before finishing.
"Good, you're not trying to put on muscle so this is better," Obito said as the bird boy chuckled, leaning back on his bench.
With the advent of coming to this rather luxurious place, the guards had taken to half-on half-off shifts so they could rest and keep things protected.
That's why Obito's 'side' was in the gym in their workout clothes.
Obito's chest flexed as he pushed up on a 500-pound bar, the quirkless man's bench press the medium of all the others in the room as he breathed out each rep.
On his 20th rep, his fifth set of five, Obito finished up by re-racking his weight while Ippan performed some squats beside them.
With 1000 pounds on her back and the woman really looked like she was trying.
On her 50th, Obito nodded and she finished with a smile, putting it on and allowing her chest to jump as she did.
The Uchiha's eyes twitched as they did and he took in a long breath as Keigo cleared his throat.
Imai and Shou looked on in interest as Ippan released an embarrassed giggle. "That's a lot!" The six-armed boy said in shock as he stared at the bar.
"But she looks so slim," Imai said in confusion.
"It's about proportions," Obito said a bit rigidly. "Ahem, Ippan's body-type would be more athletic than 'slim' but she's also taller than most, you two. Also, with her mutant-type quirk, she has different types of muscles that build differently… And if I'm right 'Kitsune muscles' are truly different," he theorized with a cupped chin as Keigo snickered.
"He's contemplatin'," he joked to the giggling kids. "When his girlfriend's involved he's always doing this, take notes, kids."
"Keigo-kun."
"I'm just sayin'."
"Yes, I'm sure. Let's go on the treadmill since you can talk so damn much," Obito said as the bird boy grinned while Ippan giggled.
Getting on a lucky trio of available treadmills, they began running as Imai and Shou sat on the consoles or their arms.
Shou watched Obito as Imai sat on Ippan's. "Uchiha-san, you're super strong, right?" He asked the quirkless man as he hummed.
"I'd like to think so but, honestly, I'm not strong enough, Shou-kun," Obito answered.
"Really?"
"Yes, because of my own weakness, I got Ippan hurt recently," Obito said as he shot the reassuring kitsune a look. "She's tough, her quirk is amazing, and we sought medical help but I should have been able to do something," he told the boy. "That's how I feel, anyway, she says we should be more open with our feelings."
"We should," Ippan told them. "I… We learned some things that make me realize that, maybe, m-my quirk can be used for 'good'," she admitted as Obito ran patiently. "Obito-kun's always saying how amazing I and my quirk are," she blushed as the former shinobi sped up a bit to ignore his own red cheeks. "B-But I never saw it, I… Shou-kun, likely, you and I had a similar upbringing," she revealed sadly, pulling up the sleeve on her t-shirt to show her scar.
"What the hell?" Keigo paled at the sight of it.
"It wasn't a good time," Ippan said obviously as she continued running, faster than even the Uchiha. "I know it wasn't as severe as you but I get it, that these bodies of ours can be a curse at times," her eyes looked at the nervous Imai before she pat her head. "But, in the end, they're NOT," she smiled.
"I-I think his arms are cool!" Imai said quickly, cheeks bright red as one of Shou's hands rubbed the back of his head. "H-He saved me before with his many-super arms."
"That's amazing, Shou-kun," Ippan smiled at the bashful boy. "Obito does the same for me by reminding me that all parts of me are amazing even if he likes my eyes the most," she giggled as Obito burned and began running like he was evading the situation.
Keigo snorted as Imai agreed.
"Your eyes are super pretty, Ippan-nee-chan," the little girl said.
"Thank you, Imai-chan, I'll need to be focusing more on my body to match them."
"Speaking of," Keigo spoke up. "Wouldn't it be better to try sooner than later?"
"It is," Obito said as he brought his machine to a halt, the others doing the same. "The thing is, Ippan doesn't like being the center of attention," he explained while fanning his top, minding Ippan doing the same before focusing back on the blushing but smirking Keigo. "Hush, boy. The point is, I'd like to give her privacy but I don't know if we can find that here."
"We could ask," the bird boy chuckled.
Getting off their treadmills, they cleaned up before moving around the large gym area to find a familiar glasses-wearing woman.
"Ryuuki-nee," Ippan spoke, gaining the strict woman's attention.
"Yes? Are you moving elsewhere?" Ryuuki asked. "We have resting areas and our rooms on the third and fourth floors."
"While that is important, we were looking for something more private," Keigo said. "Like, private combat rooms or something?"
"We know it might be a bit ridiculou-" Ippan said reassuringly.
Only to gawk at Ryuuki showing them her phone's map of the area.
"We have a few 'battleground' areas for guards who want to have personal battles," the lizard-tailed woman said, shocking Ippan as Obito chuckled. "Of course, Ippan, we do this often and Pro Heroes are a different bunch when it comes to 'relaxing' and being vigilant at the same time. Now, let's see, there are 8 'Combat Rooms' as it were and 6 are occupied. We'll reserve the 8th for you but you need to go and pick up the key for it in ten minutes."
Getting their key and finding the room, they used it against a digital reader to open a pair of sliding opaque double doors that revealed a moderately big room with a gray floor bearing a large rectangular chalk-boundary arena, white walls, and a number of doors, closets, and even some changing rooms.
"This is crazy," Keigo said in disbelief. "T-This is a recreational center?! How many times do they come to this place?!"
"Likely, a lot of movies get shot here," Obito said before looking at a nearby 'directory' of the room. "Ippna-chan."
"What's the idea?" She asked patiently.
"Well," the Uchiha grimaced as it really set in what he was preparing her for, his body tensing in displeasure. "... I think we'll keep your training simple, hand-to-hand is going to be your most trusted ability. I don't think I can give you the proper amount of weapons training to make you a threat with one but I can turn your body into a weapon greater than anyone else's."
He remained taut even as he found her hand on his shoulder, Obito grasping it back with a look of determination.
"We'll start from the beginning and build you up."
What followed those words were truly what he considered the 'basics'.
Punches, kicks, combinations, and stretching, those composed the quirkless man's idea of 'basic'.
In a not so surprising way, Ippan excelled at kicking and flexibility.
"I just feel like it's the best option," she told Obito bashfully, Imai gasping at their side with Shou rubbing the back of his head as the two children were covered in sweat.
"That makes sense, you have powerful legs," Obito complimented without a thought as she giggled. "You've worked on those the longest alongside your flexibility. So, we know kicks will be your strongest for a long while," he considered something. 'Could I use the Sharingan how I'd been taught?' He didn't know.
These eyes of his weren't like the Sharingan from his world, he might very well be unable to affect anyone 'Genjutsu-wise'.
Well, only one way to find out, right?
"Ippan-chan?"
"Yes?" His girlfriend smiled as he rubbed the back of his head.
"There's something I wanted to try," Obito began, gaining the group's attention. "Eyes are the depth of the soul but I wonder if that's not MORE literal with me," he said as his Sharingan shifted. "I wondered if I couldn't do something VERY esoteric with that knowledge."
"How so, senpai?" Keigo asked. 'Is it gonna be crazier than before?' He kinda wanted to see where this went.
To see what this 'Natural Power' of his could do.
"Let's try it, might as well," Ippan smiled as Obito held her hand before they took a seat, the others following suit. "So, what do we do?"
"Look me in the eyes," Obito said. "If what I'm capable of is true, even if for something as much as one or two extra hours, I can truly up your training by an obscene amount."
His two tomoe spun as their eyes gleamed with one another in view.
And Obito felt something 'take hold' as he held her hands gently, a 'buzz' that passed down their hands up to their minds.
The feeling of Ippan's soul was as warm as it always was, something he'd embarrassedly paid attention to on many an occasion, but that was pushed to the side to focus on this connection.
His vision doubled for a moment as their souls met within their clasped hands.
"Keigo-kun, please keep a timer for us, will you?"
The change in surroundings was obvious, immediate, and very encouraging in Obito's mind.
Ippan was shocked at the white void they were in, confused. "W-What's this?" She asked.
"This, I guess, is where I souls are meeting," he explained with a bit of thought. "I told you, I was testing this out, I wasn't sure if this would work or not."
"S-So…"
"I wanted to see if we couldn't mentally, or soul-side, connect so I could train you both mentally and physically. If I'm to get you ready, Ippan-chan, I need more time than the real world might allow by this point," Obito frowned deeply. "I got you involved in something you should never have had to worry about, you don't deserve to have your life targeted because of me."
"... I'm still worried that things turned out the way they did," Ippan said honestly, holding his hand in both of hers. "But I'm still happy we did meet, t-that such a thing made us a couple," she blushed with a bashful smile. "I'm not sure if I'd ever have a happier life than what we might get."
Obito's gaze softened as he slowly moved to have them stand.
And then embraced her as well as he could, Ippan reciprocating immediately as their chins sat on one another's shoulders.
"Haa, I won't leave you unguarded, not until I stop breathing," he told her. "But for the times I'm not there, I'll give you as much 'power' as I can so you can deal with anything," Obito said solidly as they parted. "Now, obviously, whatever happens in here is going to be completely mental, assumably. There's no physical effect but you can memorize, you can be cast into situations you have to think through, and I can offer you insight that's beyond normal."
"Alright," Ippan beamed. "Let's get this started."
What followed those words was an hour of training in forms, sparring, and mental scenarios.
As it turned out, Obito could 'repeat' memories he had for her to face off against but it came at a strain that caused this 'void' to throb.
"I'm straining, that's for sure," Obito admitted as they sat down once more. "But it's time to see how much time this afforded us," he told her as the void swirled on the edges.
"I-I hope this really works out," Ippan told him encouragingly.
"I do, too."
When it ended, they opened their eyes to one another before blinking away the fog of confusion.
Turning her head, Ippan blinked at an extra eye that extended and blinked.
"A-Am I dreaming now?" She asked in confusion before a finger pressed a button on a phone screen.
"You're back," Shou said with a smile, surprising the two before Obito leaned over and looked at the phone. "Takami-nii-san said to press this button when you guys did."
Obito smiled at the boy, patting his head as his eyes glowed with excitement.
20 minutes had passed. An hour for 20 minutes was an incredible trade!
"It truly worked," Obito chuckled as Ippan gasped once he showed her Keigo's phone, the teen-in-question in the field practicing while Imai tried to copy him. "And considering that void pulls on my soul strenuously only when I'm pushing it? We can do this, the issue is just when to find the time."
"What do you mean?" This was good news, no? "Or, wait, do you mean during the shoot?"
"Yes, if we were simply in school this would be such an easy solution. Sadly, we have to work with the precious time we have, especially because we're still completely vulnerable like that."
Ippan perked up, remembering that they were just sitting in the middle of the room like nothing was wrong.
"W-What'd be a good time?" She whispered.
The quirkless man frowned, arms crossed as he considered all they knew to be true. "I think the only time is, perhaps, in between breaks but never in a routine. That, maybe at night before we go to sleep, in places like this, and… Well, I think that's it."
"I mean, that's still a lot of time."
"Indeed, now," Obito got up and held out his hand to his girlfriend. "Are you up for some more physical practice?" He asked her with a smirk as Ippan giggled while taking his hand.
"Sure," she beamed.
~NRK~
They'd practiced forms and more for another hour before going to their rooms to clean-up.
Obito and Ippan went into their shared room without a thought before it set in.
The Uchiha rubbed the back of his head as the Josei woman blushed while fiddling with her fingers.
"You can get the first shower," Obito said, not letting her deny it. "I'll stay in here and plan, alright?"
"Alright," Ippan smiled before blushing a bit as she gathered her towel, clean clothes, and a specialized loofah for her fur.
The quirkless man jumped at a kiss to his cheek, holding it as the bathroom door closed.
"D-Dammit," Obito groaned at how warm he felt before looking out the window of this fourth-floor room, the building's floors being larger than average and allowing him to see out into Fukuoka more than expected. "I won't let her worry," he said to himself, that warmth indulged in for a few seconds, his mind growing light as he released a determined breath. "I'll fight anyone."
He'd not let his loved ones, and young associates, get hurt.
He'd never accept that.
And now he had a new method which made him curious.
"I think I need to speak with that old woman," but after he and Ippan were clean.
No chances.
Getting cleaned up after his girlfriend, Obito left the bathroom in a pair of short white socks, a pair of baggy blue trousers, and a skin-tight long-sleeved dark gray top.
Ippan looked at him with a smile, wearing a navel-length long-sleeved black top and red cargo pants. "Nagabiko-chan wanted to talk, Obi-kun," she told him, getting a raised brow from the Uchiha.
"Is that so? Well, it's convenient, I needed to speak with Asuka anyway," he nodded. "Where are they?"
"Next door," she giggled as he sweatdropped. "Apparently, Asuka-san made it so w-while, um, the Star people are the next floor down."
"And Keigo-kun's across from us with Oboro, good," Obito smiled in relief before coming over and sitting down besides the larger student, Ippan leaning on him. "Just… Just a bit of this and then we go see them."
The kitsune giggled happily.
Enjoying that moment of warmth for what had crazily enough amounted to ten minutes, a flustered Obito and happy Ippan left their shared room to go one door down.
Knocking on the door with the signatures and scents of their 'targets', they were called in not much later, the door completely unlocked.
Walking into the room, the pair found the redheads in workout position.
Meaning Asuka seated cross-legged on a huffing idol's back as she did push-ups.
"That's 100, good," the older woman said as she got off her granddaughter who hit the ground with a groan. "Now, as for you two," Asuka addressed the couple. "There's some manner of training I want to talk about."
"What sort?" Obito asked with interest. 'Is she also capable of what I thought? Or is it something new?'
"There's a number of assets my quirk can offer, much more so when it comes to utility and training," she continued, proving his latter thought right. "Girlie, of these three, you're the second-best in physicality and with your quirk it's not even that big of a divide between yourself and the boy in most aspects. The boy, meanwhile, needs Spirit Training."
"Spirit Training?" Ippan looked at her boyfriend who shrugged. "Um, actually, we did do something earlier that might be that."
"You huh?"
Explaining their earlier training sessions, Asuka looked at the male Uchiha in disbelief.
'What the hell is she talking about?' That didn't… There was, supposedly, only one of their bloodline who could do such a thing.
Their progenitor…
"I think you're more special than you understand," Asuka told Obito, confusing him. "What you've done is link souls, you're on the same wavelength in a very literal sense, I'm confused on how that's what you did."
"I just considered it, the 'Eyes are the window into the soul' saying helps… A lot, actually," Obito admitted. "I have 'senses' that expand how I can feel out those around me, that is a power you told me you have as well. I'm sure I'm going to manifest similar 'traits' to all of my bloodline from myself back."
"Itsuki never… I don't know if he had this…"
"Itsuki? You mean my father?"
"Yes, he had a quirk that allowed him the power to release his limits by making him more in-tune with his very soul. Life-threatening situations bolstered his 'strength'..." Asuka frowned deeply. "But he learned completely under your grandfather, I can't teach you any of that, I didn't even get to teach anyone 'My Works'. Thankfully, my granddaughter is different from you in the quirk aspect."
Nagabiko groaned as a red aura formed over her, something that spread out in a slow pulse that 'bounced' around before centering back on herself.
She sat up with a whine.
"T-The room got… Colder?" Ippan looked confused as she looked around while Obito shook his head.
"No, there's something else at play. The air feels absent, I don't know how to explain it," he said.
"You chose well and got better at sensing, yes, she absorbed the energy from the air around us. The girl's quirk is amazing but she doesn't do anything with it," Asuka said flatly as the younger redhead looked down.
"Isn't that too harsh?" Ippan asked her. "Nagabiko-chan didn't know she'd be caught up in this."
"That's where you're wrong," the old woman declared as the idol flinched. "She knew, I told her a LONG time ago, but she didn't heed my warnings outside of exercising for the sake of being an idol. She chose to wait until it was almost too late and that means I have to push her farther than ever after this month which is why I'm offering you two the same. After we're done here, I'm taking her to a place I nurtured with my quirk and time to enhance her training."
"How long would it be?" Obito asked immediately. "We're in the last months of our school year."
"Yep, and now you have to choose. At the moment, we don't KNOW who they've inserted into your school year," the teens flinched in horror. "Yep, at least, they'll likely try to join your school by getting information from your teacher who, seemingly, knows them. He's probably already told them about at least the boy since he showed off in the beginning."
'I should have taken a step back,' but he hadn't known, sadly.
There was no way to predict this situation.
"The Hoshi Clan aren't a lazy bunch so they'll probably be trying to blend in to your school," Asuka explained. "The thing is, there's still 'rules' that they have for conflict, not all of them are like Shirou and Kim, they'll likely confront you one way or another."
"S-Still, at school?" Ippan asked nervously.
"... No, not if we can't separate from it," Obito said, confusing them. "Ippan… Well, in the beginning of all of this, after they destroyed my dorm room," he added flatly while she looked down bashfully. "I considered what'd happen if they did the same for you," he took out his phone and sent a pre-prepared text.
She blinked at her phone before opening its screen to see… "Obito-kun," Ippan smiled an embarrassed but fond smile as he nodded.
"I already prepared to have us move out," Obito said. "I was ready to just leave the dorms and have us settle into an apartment that one of my 'god-uncles' own. It's still in my name so I could take it after I graduate… Actually, it was weird how easily he set it up," he frowned softly. "He knew, didn't he?"
"Genji does, all of us do," Asuka said. "Hanzo likely could help us out," she told Nagabiko. "Indeed, I think it's time you also move," she explained. "Perhaps, all of us should in full, Genji also has some apartments in Mustafu, if you move to a more hero-populated area…"
"..." Ippan thought it over. 'But…' Her Creatoria School was here, in Osaka.
"It's not impossible for you to move schools," the Mouse Idol told her, surprising the kitsune. "A-And I mean Idol Schools, we do have ones in Mustafu and Yokohama."
That wasn't the problem.
Obito noted Ippan's strained smile.
"It… It is safer this way, isn't it?" She admitted. "Well, after this, I guess we should do our best," Ippan told him with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
He raised a brow at her, concern bubbling up from his chest. "Is all well?" He asked her.
"Yeah, it's… Yeah."
Even as an emotionally-inept carrot, Obito could have figured out she was feeling down about this.
'What could it be?' He thought, trying to remember all he knew about Ippan.
No family, for a sad reason.
She had no friends at school, the only one being honestly nice to her being their teachers and principal.
And she had no pets or anything. If anything, she was only sad about Creatoria.
'But she's still in it,' so was it not goal-oriented? "... Hachika-san?" Obito realized as Ippan flinched.
"Hmm?" Asuka raised a brow at the embarrassed kitsune. "Who's that-kon?"
"Well, she's Ippan's friend, I'm sure she has more but she's her closest friend," he declared. "I'm guessing that's her biggest hang-up."
"That shouldn't be a problem, we can move her, too," Nagabiko declared.
"B-But she does have a job! She has her own apartment and family in Osaka, she can't move," Ippan told them, confusing the idol. "It's nothing, I mean it, I'm sure I can survive without her nearby I just…"
Obito held her hand as she sighed.
"Let's just focus on the training, for now."
~NRK~
Watching Ippan's downtrodden form beside him as they sat by the pool. Obito wondered how to help her.
He felt worryingly confused and desperate, which was weird for him.
Wearing their swimwear from the beach, they looked into the waters.
"I'm sorry," Ippan sighed as she leaned on him, the others playing or the other visitors looking on in shock. "I didn't mean to bring you down with me, I just can't believe we'll be separated."
"Hachika-san has been nothing but a positive influence," Obito observed honestly. "I can honestly say, she had a big part in us getting together."
"She helped me make my move, s-she's one of the reasons I went to Creatoria," she explained. "She helped support me sometimes when I… When I didn't have money for food she'd offer me some of the fishes she caught and even brought me along a few times over the years since she works at a fishing harbor. This year was the longest time where we haven't done that."
"I didn't know," to have such a large effect on Ippan's life wasn't something he took for granted.
With how she 'started', Obito understood this wanting of hers to not lose someone.
He'd know greatly what that was about.
'Rin…' Obito released a solemn sigh.
"Hey, guys," Nemuri smiled at them as she came over in her usual scandalous swimwear but with a white, cloud-bordered, beach coat over her shoulders. "What's going on?" She asked. "You're both looking glum."
"It's nothing," Ippan said with a solemn smile. "Just, well, considering some things like moving."
"Um, wait, you two are going fast!" The Pro looked alarmed as the two shot her some raised brows before realizing what she meant.
"I mean, yes, it's not wrong," Obito said obliviously as Ippan blushed. "I did ask her to move in with me-"
"O-Obi-kun?!" Ippan squeaked with a red face as he raised a brow.
"Yes?"
"Wow, that's crazy," Nemuri said with a snicker and nudge that had the kitsune looking redder by the second. "But look at you~ Having a hubby a month in~."
"?!" Ippan steamed as Obito tilted his head.
"Hubby?" The Uchiha muttered as Nemuri chuckled.
"Where ya movin' to?" She grinned.
"Mustafu," Obito answered.
"No way, us three are from Mustafu."
"R-Really?" Ippan asked while covering her snout, her pout getting a small smile out of Obito as she nudged him. "N-No jokes."
"Yep," Nemuri chuckled. "Even Sensoji-kun but, well, he was doing this job and reached out to us about the guarding things. We're a Hero Team with some Solo Acts but it's not like we were on a big case so we said 'sure'. If you head to Mustafu, we'll be there and Oboro can keep hanging with his Buddy Savior."
"Eh," Obito smirked. "It'd be interesting, it's not like I have anyone I worry about in Osaka. Ippan-chan, meanwhile, has a dear friend," he declared as Ippan looked down and yet nodded.
"So, that's what she was down about. Keigo-kun told me you guys weren't actin' normal and asked if I could look into it since he's got your kiddies over there."
The two perked up at that, confused as they looked over the waters to see Keigo asleep on a cloud with Imai and Shou.
Obito released a casual smile as Ippan hummed. "I think we've had a good effect on him," he shrugged. "He's a different teen than most his age, I reckon, so I was trying to treat him in a specific way but this is certainly not what I expected."
"I think you guys have bonded pretty well over this past couple of days, he truly seems like he's got something to 'do', ya feel me?" Nemuri grinned. "As for Ipp-chan's situation, what's stopping her from visiting?"
"Nothing," he declared. "I'd do my best to make sure she can. We'll be busy for a bit during but I'm sure we'll find the time, we have more than enough 'Breaks' coming up in the next seven months," Obito said as he held Ippan's shoulder. "I don't know what concerns you but I'll do my best to ensure you can still connect with her as long as it's within my power."
Ippan's eyes glistened before she hugged him close.
"I'm not her but I can continue to offer my own brand of support," Obito said with a closed-eyed smile. "I think that's how it works," how he'd have wished that 'younger Obito' had for his own difficulties.
"I'm sorry I've been a bit of a grump, you're right, I'm used to seeing Hachi-chan everyday save for her job's longer trips to other cities. When we move, that's going to be a big change," Ippan said. "I'm just… The last time I 'moved' wasn't…" She sighed.
"What do you mean, Ippan-chan?" The quirkless man asked as he held her hand around his side. "What happened?"
"... I left the orphanage," Ippan told them, surprising Nemuri while Obito pat her hand. "I never had friends but losing the one thing that made life feel doable wasn't… I struggled for a good bit after getting into high school in Osaka. I worked things out by taking several tests from the principal that allowed me to get funding to pay for my stay all throughout. Those weren't happy days."
"I see," how could he forget?
Not a single bit of Ippan's life was unaffected by her quirk, why would moving not be the same?
"I'm going to make it as smooth as possible," Obito told her as they sat down shoulder to shoulder. "I will, you won't suffer by moving if I can do something about it," he didn't want Ippan to suffer.
He'd help her as best he could.
"You got all ya need, now," Nemuri grinned. "A dream, support, and someone to come home to," she was cheesing as Ippan blushed harder, Obito looking bashful but not denying that statement. "Now, if you guys get BIG, you can also say you know some heroes~."
The teen sweatdropped at her intent. "You're as opportunistically helpful as expected," Obito chuckled.
"Thank you, Nemuri-san," Ippan smiled. "I think I needed this talk."
"It's what heroes are supposed to do, help where they can. Especially those they know who'll be around, we can do lunch and stuff then have the boys go at it for our entertainment," the Nightly Heroine declared with gusto.
Obito's face went flat as Ippan giggled.
~NRK~
That night, the Uchiha nodded to Keigo as they stood across one another in one of the private rooms, most of the Pro Heroes they knew and their charges with them plus one Asuka & Nagabiko.
"I think this will show you how tough I truly am," Keigo told the black-haired man as he nodded.
"You've held up well, the recordings and our first 'exchange' with the Hoshis shows that you're well-developed, Keigo-kun," Obito said before looking down at his blades and putting them away into his bands, alarming the bird boy. "That's why I'm going to show you how to approach weaponry without your own," the Uchiha stretched. "Come at me with your all, young man," his Sharingan spun to life. "I'm going to show you how important your body is."
Keigo took a deep breath as Takeshita stood at the side of the arena.
"Both fighters ready?" He called.
"Yep."
"Indeed."
"Then we'll go with the 'three downs' rule! On your marks! Get set! GO!"
His arm chopped down and Keigo shot towards the older combatant in a blur of flight, appearing before the prepared Uchiha with one feathered blade coming down on his head.
The back of Obito's hand led it overhead, surprising him before the bird boy recovered in time to lean away from that wind-dragging kick.
His limber form rotated low and into the weaponless combatant's guard with a slash only to find his arm seized.
Obito's outstretched leg snapped back and down as he turned with a throw that sent Keigo into a hard-to-recover flight.
The winged teen scrunched it before flaring out his wings to come to a sto-Only to be grabbed and pressed to the ground by a powerful hand.
"Don't forget spatial awareness," Obito said as he stood up from the alarmed teen.
"What the hell?" He asked as he jumped to his feet. "That throw was painful," he'd not been able to recover.
"Of course, I also tucked in one of your wings," the quirkless man told him, alarming Keigo as a phantom feeling at on the tip of his left.
'Even then?' He ensured that he couldn't recover fast enough like that? "Something so small?"
"Of course."
"I get it, he only has one way to recover," Sensoji revealed. "So, 'clip' his wings and he's down."
"I'd have just hit him with a whistle," Hizashi said. "Like we planned, I've got good mid-, and long-, range."
"Whistle?" Ippan asked.
The Pro demonstrated at the ground, a quick 'fweeh' punched into it with a small fist-sized divot.
Her jaw dropped as he grinned proudly.
"I didn't think of something like that," Habami gawked. "J-Just a whistle?!"
"Of course," he whistled normally. "I can turn my quirk 'off and on' but I realized how to abuse it last year when I did it by accident. Ever since, I've been getting good at all kinds of whistles," he clasped his hands together with a few of his fingers shifted about to make 'holes'. "So, this is possible."
The bird-like whistle that left them released a sort of disorientating effect he cut off not even a second later.
"Q-Quirks can do that?" Ippan shook her head as she held her ear. 'It's still there,' even if it died down quickly. "How?"
"Shou helped me figure that out," Hizashi said while patting Shouta's shoulder. "We were watching a movie about that 'Tarzan' fella and then he made the bird call and stuff."
"We were wondering if he couldn't do the same with his quirk, I didn't think he'd get something 'different' out of it," Shouta said. "It's something that made us wonder about my own quirk and learned that if I squint into a reflection, I can sort of 'focus' it and deactivate a quirk even if that person is behind me."
"It's been cool learnin' how our powers can get even crazier," Oboro said as Obito and Keigo reset to their original positions. "Which now makes me wonder about my physicals, Obito's strength, speed, and flexibility are all just 'trained'. Even with how odd he is, that's not wrong."
"It shows that the 'ceiling' for being 'super' isn't unreachable," Takeshita said. "But it also means some training regimens can be used that we don't think of, weighted clothing, didn't see that coming."
"It's going to be a good year," Shinji smiled.
Keigo considered his opponent as Obito widened his stance with his arms positioned over his leading leg or clutched to his waist.
'It's a style that's meant for that initial lunge,' the quirked male thought with focused eyes. '... I got it, that's how I'll do it.'
The next breath, Obito appeared in front of him as Keigo lunged at his side in response.
'He's smart,' the Uchiha thought as he turned and clenched, locking one of Keigo's feathered blades in between his elbow and knee.
The boy's feather shrunk in size only to be snapped as Obito's planted foot turned to dodge Keigo's following stab.
He kicked back as the boy gave chase.
'I didn't think he could do that!' Keigo thought with a grin as his wings glowed while he ran.
Obito solidified his stance as a volley of glowing feathers shot at him.
That's why he didn't block or parry.
He moved.
The volley's obvious large space between each feather had him shifting between them with twitching eyes, his fingers snapping out in quick succession as Keigo entered the fray of stiff feathers.
His arms and swords swung unimpeded, Obito's form shifting into view.
So, imagine his surprise when a fist full of 'feathered daggers' blocked his blade.
"Wha-?!"A kick sent him flying before he tumbled against the ground with a disbelieving gasp. "Kaugh, kaugh, b-bullshit!" He declared as Obito stepped up to him with a hand on his neck, his clothing full of cuts alongside his skin but the man shrugged all the same. "H-How?!"
"Because, thankfully, your control is great but not that fine," Obito smiled, confusing the hell out of him.
"I'm confused, what are ya talking about?" Sensoji asked with a cupped chin, Keigo's feather plunged into the wall.
"Well, for one, he controls his feathers in groups and not on a case-by-case basis," Obito explained, befuddling them. "So, if all of his feathers are stiff like blades, he doesn't change them on the fly even if I kept them out of view just in case."
"B-But how can you know when?" Keigo did NOT understand.
"Because you're coming in, Keigo. There's no better time than that."
"Ha?"
"I get it, you're obviously going to make 'room' for yourself," Takeshita chuckled. "Still, the amount of space for that to happen, that's some scary tactics, my friend."
"Nothing better than moves that have great 'Ups' and horrible 'Downs'," Obito said, helping Keigo up while the boy looked up at him like he was a crazy person. "Fighting is quite the science, Keigo, you have to experiment when you can."
"I-I," Keigo was horribly caught off-guard. '... The only person who'd think like that,' was someone who had to.
Obito was someone who had to make use of ALL of his advantages because of his quirkless but that meant he had avenues that no normal quirk-having person would think about.
"Think," he told himself as he focused on the stancing-up Obito, the quirkless man's tomoe shifting as he focused on him. 'What does he see?' Keigo thought.
What was his 'view' that he could prepare for him like that.
Obito's body reinforced itself as his Sharingan showed him.
Every move of Keigo's soul, the future of his movements, the speed, and more.
The power of them wasn't unfamiliar but it was much MUCH weaker.
Seeing that one second of 'future sight' depended on his opponent and how they moved.
Keigo was a faster fighter and that made these eyes so useful, his pre-determined moves were 'wide and long-reaching', giving the Uchiha more to work with.
'If I attain the last tomoe, will it be the complete same as the normal Sharingan?' Obito was truly curious.
His grandmother didn't have it for some reason, someone he was sure would have reached it by now didn't.
Was there a new prerequisite? Was it not activated by combat and high stress anymore?
Did it not work on the same rules?
Obito's eyebrows went half-lidded as Keigo moved forward towards him, his very spirit bursting with intent.
The quirkless man's world went black as he looked at the boy like he was in slow motion before his form stepped around him, he palmed his chest, and then spun around to kick him in the stomach.
The follow-through was incredible.
Keigo hit the far wall as Obito's focus returned on the world around him, the winged boy sliding down the wall with a groan as the man shook his head before coming over.
"Are you alright, Keigo-kun?" Obito asked.
"Besides my pride?" Keigo asked. "Yes, mostly," he said while getting helped up, groaning as he pat his chest where a throb remained. "Ow, why do you hit so hard?"
"I practice my grip a lot," Obito said, gripping the wall and digging through it with just that alone, showing Keigo the easily torn-off bits. "See?"
Keigo stared for a moment before holding his hands up in defeat. "Okay, I get it, not letting you hit me with that again," he said nervously.
"Alright, we're next!" Oboro grinned as Obito chuckled before turning to face him, Keigo looking at the wall in disbelief.
'Two tomoe is something, right?' From Obito's words, the biggest effect his bloodline had on him was a release of his limits.
The limits of someone who was already above the norm by quirkless standards and was now bolstered by other things like equipment.
'Is there a third? A fourth?' Keigo's mind replayed Obito's gaze. 'No, it looks like only three would fit in, right?' But what did this mean?
Knowing everything else he did about this 'situation', Obito's strength might not be as unexpected.
Was this 'destined'? That he gained power to handle such a conflict? Was that Asuka Dokudami's goal?
But, even then, this changed things. So many things were coming to light for him that Keigo felt weak.
If he couldn't handle that 'Kim' woman when she decided to go all-out, and she was clearly not one of their best, didn't that mean he wasn't strong enough to handle these guys?
'What do I do?' He thought as he watched Obito and Oboro fight. 'I'm sure I'll get stronger as I grow up but…' Would he live to see that point?
His fists clenched as he closed his eyes.
"I need to get stronger, in more ways than one," to gain influence, strength, and deterrents.
He had to gain some political strength as well but that wasn't something he had at hand at the moment… His eyes went to Ryuuki.
For now.
~NRK~
The morning after, Shirou hummed on his burner phone.
"Yep, I'm sure that kid's one of the Todou," he said while seated over a building ledge, the sound of crunching coming from behind him. "Yep, he looks just like that guy did when he was yo… Oh… Oh, you're not talking about the one that left?" Shirou grew confused. "Yo, Grandmaster, what are you talking about?"
Listening to his words, Shirou's eyes widened as one last 'CRUNCH!' echoed behind him.
"The hell, um, yeah his name is 'Uchiha'."
There was raging over the line before Shirou grew shocked.
"Old man, I know how this is, you're thinking back in the 'Old Days'. You can't be doing that, you're over 120 years old."
There were grumbles over the line as Shirou grinned.
"Yep, yep, but I thought the 'Thousand Hands' were done," the white-haired man said. "We became the 'Roaming Stars Clan' 'cause of your temperament after that group's failure."
-It would seem that we need to make a reinstatement, not a single one of their ilk has had that name! Not one! And yet you're telling me he's exactly like that filthy Uchiha?!- The man over the line growled. -No, Tajima's line will end… But you're telling me he's powerful?- The gruff man over the line grumbled.
"Yep, unfortunately? It might be a hard deal," Shirou said nervously. "He's well acquainted with several Heroes, he's recently come to have a mutant quirk lover, has already acquired his Two-Tomoe Sharingan, and it's said that he's quirkless."
-What? How sure?-
"Pretty sure, he's not used any kind of power besides that which his sword gives him. There's noise about him having some sort of bloodline-based ability though."
-Kekkei Genkai?!- The Grandmaster gasped.
"Seems like it but even that fox woman has those eyes, I'm not sure how much of this is believable," Shirou said as Kim's huffing form came to sit beside him. "I don't know how things went the way they did with her, by the way, how did someone of our clan leave us for our enemies?"
-Because that girl was too problematic, she had too much fire in her and that led her astray- The man over the line went silent for a moment. -... If he begins to show signs of our power…-
Shirou went still as Kim flinched.
"I-If he does? No offense but nothing has come of that, sir, he's mostly just a quirkless guy with Sharingan."
-But fairplay is all in assurance, Shirou, if we can steal back one of ours that'd be perfect- The Grandmaster hummed. -What did they come for?-
"The fox woman is part of a movie," Kim declared. "She brought him here on happenstance, we don't have the power to take on Asuka Dokudami, Obito Uchiha, Ippan Josei, and the Uchiha's protege, Keigo Takami."
-That one, what's his relation?-
"We know he's from the PHSC branch between Shizuoka and Aichi, we sadly don't have many in that direction besides one bureaucrat and a Hero School near UA by the name of 'Seijin'. It's where I got Kim-kun, after all, but over the years no one of real note has arrived there."
-Troublesome, we can't risk you both when that woman is beside them. I'm sure they're going to convene and plan ahead, those two are 18 now… We'll get our chances, it might be time for you both to return to the village, things have been going well enough that we'll have them under surveillance from this point on-
Shirou's eyes slowly shifted to the head-down Kim. 'I'm not sure if that's going to work, Master,' he thought. "We'll be A-Okay, just give us until the end of the month."
-Hmm? I'm sure you can just leave-
"Remember, this was still an A-Rank mission with bodyguarding opportunities, we're looking after actors, sir, can't burn that bridge when that kind of money's on the line."
-Hmm, true, the recent influx has been good. We've begun building the Toyoshin but it's going to take time- The Grandmaster sighed. -If the world had stabilized more 100 years ago, we'd be living much simpler lives without that dreaded family involved-
"Well, that's the point of the tower and Final Rites," Shirou said. "That victory will be pretty sweet when we beat them."
-Don't be so easygoing, those dreaded Uchiha still carry Tajima's fire and will. With my granddaughter on their side, it's even more unlikely that they'll have an advantage that I nurtured- He kissed his teeth. -How life wishes to see my most assured death is not what I dwell on often but it's clear that fate does not view my era as 'good enough'-
"Hmm. So, we'll get through this and head on back to Akita afterward. It'll be good to see the beginning of 'God's Pillar'."
~NRK~
Day 2 of their trip came with the arrival of their second Black-Lister.
The group of vans opposite the half-built half-destroyed temple held a group of individuals that Obito was confused by greatly.
Their shirts said 'Non-Creatoria'.
Their faces were full of disapproval.
And their many cameras were trained on the waking-up group.
"O-Oh, um, those are the protesters…" Ippan said as she and Obito left a large tent he'd bought for this occasion, its one-story-tall height giving enough room not just for them but also Keigo and the kids.
"That has to be how you sleep outdoors," Keigo stretched as Imai and Shou leaned on Obito and Ippan sleepily.
"Mmm," Imai rubbed her face while holding onto the kitsune's shorts while Shou stood close to Obito's side. "W-What time is it?" The normal-looking girl asked.
"I think those are the people who don't like me," the six-armed boy said nervously before Obito pat his head.
"No, it's a bit less stupid than that but not by much," the quirkless man said, confusing the boy.
"Y-You can add so many words together?"
"Yes, yes I can."
"YOU THERE!" Came the cry of one of the women in the group, the entirety of them gasping at the five as Keigo folded his arms behind his head.
"Here we go," the agent muttered as they approached.
"Are you one of the supporters for the Creatoria group?!" She asked as one sole man inched away from them with a bunch of camping gear. "Katto, don't you run from us!"
"Crap," that man groaned.
"Well, my girlfriend is in the group," Obito shrugged. "And they do good work so, yes, I do."
"Y-You ruffian!"
"A degenerate?!"
"How could you do such a thing?!"
Obito's face went flat. "And your issue is…?" He asked.
"They've promoted nothing short of complete and total perversion of quirks!" The woman at the front declared, a surprising hyena woman at that.
"U-Um, it's not like they're trying to do that," Ippan tried to interject.
"And you," the kitsune jumped as Obito sweatdropped. "H-How could you join them? They've done nothing but promote indecency!"
Ippan's eyebrow trembled. "L-Like I was saying, no they don't! They're an open all-mutant-quirk group who promote the good word on mutant-types!"
"And those skirt lengths?!"
"That's just idol culture!"
"A culture of perverts!" A parrot woman declared as Keigo's jaw dropped.
"Oh my God, this is actually happening," he said in disbelief.
"Young man, save your future, you don't need to finagle with these deviants!"
"Finagle?" Keigo looked alarmed by this vocabulary. "Excuse me, one, it's not a bad group of ladies. They're doing good, hell, one of them is the Public Hero Safety Committee's daughter, come on."
"That's what makes them so dangerous, first just idols and then heroes! The next thing you know, there will be a heroine who can't control herself!" That hyena declared.
Obito, Ippan, and Keigo froze as they remembered a certain nightly heroine. 'Oh crap,' the three thought in horrified unison.
Nemuri was not helping their case right now!
"Look, people are stupid," Obito began with a facepalming groan. "That's a proven social issue that's persisted LONG before the creation of Creatoria. Idol groups the world over have rabid, perverted, fans who frame them suggestively," he minded Shou and Imai's ears. "Ignoring that people already do so for Heroes and you're barking up the wrong tree, why not, I don't know, spend your time actually making changes easier for mutant folks?"
"You'd want that, wouldn't you?" A baboon woman declared ominously as Obito's eyebrow rose. "You're just as bad as him."
"Him?"
There was the sound of parking that gained his attention.
Obito's eyes narrowed ever so suddenly. "Him, I see," he declared as Ippan flinched while Keigo frowned.
He was a tall creature of a man around the Uchiha's height with an angular fair-skinned face, black mustache that twirled stereotypically, piercing yellow eyes that locked onto them, and thick-looking gray hair/fur that combed over his right eye while covering his nine vulpine tails and hands/claws.
Wearing a sleek-looking glossy silver suit with black fox motifs on the cuffs, a pair of brown dress shoes, a Creatoria tie, and a gleaming silver watch with five gold rings on his fingers on his left arm, this was the troublemaker.
Kenju Arasaka-
Obito stood before the sneering man.
"I wasn't aware I was looking for the non-Creatoria members," he said, his voice almost plain to the ear. "Obito Uchiha," Kenju declared like it meant something.
Obito shot him the flattest look possible. "What a damn shame that Creatoria is over there," he told him while gesturing to the awakening members-in-question. "Get out of my sight."
The way the older male's eyes gleamed meant nothing to the former shinobi.
"If you like having that face of yours, I'd suggest you take the hint."
The growl was unimpressive before there was the clink of metal.
Kenju found a sheathed weapon held at his throat as his claws flexed.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Obito kissed his teeth. "Any more steps towards you being a danger to those around me or myself…"
Something sliced past his face as Obito resheathed Butsuri, the falling tree behind the nine-tailed man echoing behind him.
"Easy, senpai!" Keigo said from the air beside them, a feathered blade in hand as Kenju grimaced and peeked past Obito to Ippan to see her frown.
He felt his rage boil in his torso as he locked eyes with this filthy freak.
"Do you know who I am, boy?" Kenju hissed out steam as Obito's eyes gleamed, the sight of static on his fur chasing down Butsuri's length.
It dispelled with a flex of condensed power as the heroes hurried over.
"I don't give a fuck, you cretin," Obito declared ominously as the civilian's eyes trembled at his Sharingan. "I'm going to be clear."
The floor cracked beneath their feet.
"If I so much as catch a HINT of you near my girlfriend, my comrades, or those kids, I'M GOING TO FUCKING MURDER YOU-"
"Obito, that's enough," Sensoji said with a groan, knowing where he was coming from. 'ONE SECOND?! It took him ONE SECOND to cause some shit?!' He wanted to scream this guy was always the fucking WORST!
Kenju grit his teeth at the murderous brunette before Obito and Keigo receded, the bird boy landing beside the quirkless man with a frown.
"I'll help keep an eye on things," the teen said openly and without care as the fox man's rage grew. 'Always someone like this,' he frowned deeply.
"Thank you, it will be helpful to all of us, Keigo-kun," Obito declared while settling his Named Blade on his hip with its holster. "Ideally, this entire trip will be quite simple to take care of."
'These filthy humans!' Kenju's hands balled-up into fists as the others came over.
"Arasaka-san… How nice to see you again," Aki said through a fake smile as Kana frowned at his side, Oni's tall form crossing its arms in disapproval. "I hope we don't need a repeat of the 'Rules'," he declared.
"Hmph, keep your failing guards away from me," the fox man declared while adjusting his blazer. "I'm here to see them shine, Aki-san, I'm well aware of how to operate unlike your workers."
"Yes, well, Obito-kun is a recent bodyguard who's been establishing how he protects his charge, I'm sure you know how that contract is."
Kenju's kiss of the teeth was registered.
"As for you all, please don't aggravate Arasaka-san," Aki said 'admonishingly' even if he shook his head. "It's not worth it," he whispered as Ippan nodded while Obito huffed.
"As long as he sticks where he actually belongs, I won't cause any trouble," he declared.
"You little runt!" Kenju growled vocally as he stomped up to Obito to hiss in his face, the Uchiha's eyes narrowing as his Sharingan spun. "You-T-Those eyes?!" His own widened in fear as Obito smirked.
"Look at that, just what I needed."
Kenju's body bulged as he saw that smug smirk.
Before it all fell away in pure fright as someone stood before the two.
"Obaa-san," Obito said with a shrug.
"You're a real nasty man, aintcha-kon?" Asuka declared as Nagabiko yawned behind her. "But this is one I have a shared distaste for. Kenju-kun, I best not be hearing anything about you kits fighting, now, you don't want ME angry at you, you know what I'll do to you if you try anything again."
"?!" The man grit his teeth as he stepped back from the Sharingan-wielders. "..." He returned to his large black van that sported not just the logo for the Arasaka Digital Company, his company, but also the one that sported a large decal of Creatoria on its side.
Obito knew one thing for sure.
That man would cause them some misery.
~NRK Out~