Lesson Learned

Sparror was shaken by a little spark of nervousness when his eyes met with Zero who seemingly gave his, deep observative look. The Silver Man scanned The Flaming Hero body from bottom to top for further studies.

"Umm…" He hummed and said in a nervous tone, "Thank you for saving me and I am sorry tha--."

Zero approached the nervous Sparror before tapped onto the armory shoulder in a gentle manner. The Silver Man gave a glimpse of relaxation that raised up hope within his yellow eyes

"Chill." Zero spoke with a comforting manner, "You did good for a first-timer, but you 90% rely on beginners luck, right?"

"I guess so because I thought my power will have a higher chance of getting beginner's luck." Sparror uttered in an unnerving tone.

The metal hand let go from the armory shoulder and Sparror sighed in relief. Zero chuckled for a while until he locked curious eyes to The Flaming Hero as his mind puzzled around a familiar person with that kind of voice and the way of talking.

"That statement is very invalid." Zero countered with a stoic voice, "The only reason a beginner's luck would work based on my observation, the enemy must be either in panic or didn't understand the opponent's unique power."

Sparror nodded with a look of regrets after he faced his first defeat. While Zero turned his attention to the unconscious Thunder Fang, then, he placed him on top of the carrying shoulder.

"Since I don't have much time left, I am going to give a simple advice." Zero engaged another conversation, "Being a Superhero was not about beating bad guys, it was about saving for those who needed help and doing the right thing in the fairest way possible."

Sparror was stunned as his body was deeply frozen in regrets coloring his yellow eyes. Zero deeply chuckled with his stoic voice in less than a second.

"Speaking about that, you remind me of when I first discovered this power." Zero exclaimed with a relaxing tone within his mind."Yes, I used to believe that beginner's luck may have a 90% chance I could win this. As a result, I got defeated badly and I had a friend who told me the same advice that I recently tell to you."

The Flaming Hero was stunned completely like a statue. Moreover, unnerving eyes shook constantly as a flash of memory debuted in a short second. The memory flashed a moment where 7 years ago he in the human form, looked pity towards Zero who had his legs torn apart and his body severely damaged.

"Can you tell your, name?" Zero asked in a curious tone.

"You can call me Sparror." The Flaming Hero said in a nervous manner.

"Good luck then, Sparror in your next journey as Superhero."

Zero tightened his salute hand before placing it on the metal forehead as a bid of farewell. Afterward, he released the hand freely on top and a pair of silver boots blasted a blue energy blast that made him slowly fly.

The Silver Man left the scene with the silver boots, enhanced the blast, sent him flying to the broken rooftop, and joined the night sky, leaving Sparror alone. The Flaming Hero watched as Zero headed to the left side and became smaller as The Silver Man flew further.

After Zero left the scene, Sparror started to giggle. Then, it transformed into small laughter and eventually became louder and louder in rapid time. Even the whole arena could sense the trumpeting laughter.

Because of the strong laughing influence, he held his uncontrollable stomach and forced him to step back a little. However, the laughter was prevented from doing more when Sparror took a very long breath and released the air in a relief manner.

"Wow I am a hypocrite idiot." He happily cursed himself, "I am the same person who advised Zero for saving people when he first understood the power that he got, more precisely the moment he got defeated, but at the same time I made the same mistake that he did."

Sparror lifted the armory open hand and sharpened his stars on the shiningness and cleanliness of the armor. Acceptance look's colored the glowing yellow eyes, brighter than sunlight.

"I guess power got the best of me." Sparror mumbled, "And that would be tonight's lesson. When the first time you become a Superhero, save people first rather than beat up some criminal."

Sparror lifted his head and sighed for quite a long time before he gazed upon the moonlight that soothingly touched him. A cold comforting wind was inhaled by The Flaming Hero nose as he smirked in confidence

"Well, I will practice more with this power for further understanding". Sparror said in a carefree manner, "After that, I will accompany Yuna going to the rent house."

The Flaming twister rolled beneath The Flaming Hero before it consumed the whole orange armor body of his in instance Furthermore, the flaming twister vanished in a flicker and no trace of physical evidence was no more to be seen like before.

An hour later had passed, the night sky had got darker and neon lights in the city shone more alife than before. Hatoshi headed to Heiwa Cafe with his human form completely restored. His face was still fresh as the morning even from the rough fight that he had before.

"Something weird about my body is I haven't really gotten tired that's first, especially the last few hours of fighting and practicing," Hatoshi commented with impressed eyes

He scanned through his backpack that was still carried by his shoulder which made him gladfully sighed. The scanning continued when he put his hand in his pocket and picked something. Hatoshi pulled the thing that was his phone and gave him a spark of shock.

"Wow, my backpack and my phone are still here, even though I remembered it's also got burned." Hatoshi praised in an acceptance, "Oh well, that's how cosmic power logic, I guess."

Hatoshi busied chuckling after the short surveying the school objects he brought. Then, The Heiwa Cafe door slide opened, revealing Yuna and behind her was a bald head, a young man with a short grass-like beard. He grinned in lust and one of his hands was ready to poke her butt.

"Excuse me, don't try to do that, Yoshida." Yuna warned with her soft voice, "If so I will tell Mr Kenjiro about this."

Yoshida gave an annoyed breath out from his mouth and bit's his lips tightly in dissatisfaction. After that, he groaned as he was failed to fulfill tonight his lustful desire for this night.

"You are no fun, Yuna." He grunted while leaving his prey.

Yuna managed to witness the outside world with only one step before she locked to the left side. Grateful eyes glared at Hatoshi who had been waiting for her in near the front, around a minute. The schoolboy locked a grateful expression and walked closer to her when the schoolgirl also approached him.

Minutes passed, a yellow taxi with blue neon light wrapped around the car had passed through a variety of neon light buildings and a statue of golden Samurai that was showered by waterfall sprinkles, circled around like a cult member that was about to do a ritual. The Taxi ran smoothly in quiet night streets with only two or three cars accompanied from far away.

Yuna and Hatoshi sat beside each other on the back seat and gently held their hands together. The Taxi driver that wore a yellow hat and suit, glared a smile at them from the oval glass attached above. The schoolboy looked at the moving outside view with sleepy eyes and a little bit of gloominess still being held.

"Hatoshi, do you want to sleep on my lap." Yuna offered in a cheerful tone.

"Sure, I guess," Hatoshi answered with a little bit of embarrassment

They let go together holding hands and Hatoshi laid down his head on Yuna's lap. His eyes closed peacefully with a comfortable expression and Yuna stroked his forehead in soft gentleness. A few hours later, Hatoshi and Yuna arrived at the yellow house and parted away from each other after the long, rough day.

A Morning had woken up from a long sleep and blew a fresh yellow light to the entire Neo Tokyo. Especially a two-floors yellow house that had coal-black fences that had arrow-shaped heads, and took a job as a voluntary guardian.

Hatoshi wore a red jacket that had a special trademark: a fist being burned by an orange flame and white long pants, stood beside Chisato in her little bit of annoying face. She rolled her eyes and Hatoshi only gave a forceful smile.

"Hatoshi, are you really sure this is for boys only"? Chisato asked.

"Sure it is and besides it will be awkward if Yuna joins too since she will be the only girl, right Aunt Chisato?" Hatoshi replied with a forceful happy tone

Chisato shook her head and sighed. While Hatoshi only chuckled and rubbed his head with an unsure hand as his mind hid the truth of today's activity of going outside.

"Fine". Chisato bickered, "Just remember Hatoshi, if those boys ask you to go to the billiard, you reject it okay?"

"Of course, Aunt Chisato," Hatoshi replied with a convincing tone.

Chisato moved to the neon blue light button that was planted in the surface of the rock-solid pillar on the very right and pressed it calmly. The fence automatically slid to the left, opening a free chance for Hatoshi to explore the outside world.

"Hatoshi!!" She shouted as her nephew already took one step to the outside world that made him frozen and exclaimed in a more calm demeanor, "Be back at 4 please for the latest, okay because you are still going to help Yuna study for the English test on Monday."

"Okay, Aunt Chisato," Hatoshi replied with his spine was shivered.

The schoolboy bid a farewell to his aunt before proceeded to continue his journey outside his towering house. Several minutes, Hatoshi found and made it to a street without any people and vehicles. Only on the right side, had a dirty grey house with a broken fence and was labeled in the middle part by a neon red holographic sign that said, "For sale".

Hatoshi stopped taking more steps and clenched his fists in a calm, yet nervous manner. The street may be empty, but cautiousness still lingered that forced him to skim every direction of his surroundings.

Afterward, the skimming was completed as The Schoolboy sighed safely for the upcoming activity that he rather hid away from all the people he knew. Including, his Aunt who was often concerned whenever he stepped out from the fence, alone.

"Since this place is almost always empty, let's just transform here". Hatoshi exclaimed in confidence.

A Bursting flame wave burst beneath Hatoshi before it consumed the whole human body in instance Thus, the flaming wave vanished on the scene without any physical traces left.

Unbeknownst to Hatoshi, there was someone stalking him on top of the rough rooftop of a dirty grey house. A man wore a black hood with white armor except on his stomach. The stomach contained a rotten red human head with closed eyes and a disgruntled face.

The Flaming twister arrived on top of a glass building. The glass body projected a commercial about a guy who wore a tidy suit and gave clean teeth smile, carried a toothpaste with a cotton white background behind him and a neon blue title above it that said "Pikusodent".

The twister made a last roll and Sparror debuted on the scene, with a fresh morning-looking eye that glanced towards the crowd below. A relaxed sigh followed up and The Flaming raised his molten hand.

"Yesterday's practice was pretty exciting." He exclaimed, "Now, let's used that for the patrol and prepared me if there was a convenient problem .''

He pushed the molten hand to the sky and a flaming throne chair construct emerged from the blue sky. Then, he was swallowed by a vanishing flame and redirected to occupy the available space for the chair.

"To be honest, I do like sitting on the throne." Sparror proudly commented, "And more exciting, let's make it fly."

The Flaming Hero looked in the forward line and the throne chair burst up a rocket push from the back seat and carried him with ease. Sparror stabily flew alongside the fiery throne chair across Neo Tokyo's crowded scenery, awaiting a particular problem such as a convenient accident or many more unexpected things that he would face.

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