New Ally has Been Gain

9 years ago, A cold night took the center stage on Akarui Household with humid wind flying across the rooftop. A long and straight line, jet black hair woman sat on a wooden chair, beside Hatoshi who took a seat at a comfy black, study chair that had four sets of wood in a position resembling X for the leg parts.

He wore a white t-shirt and long grey pajama pants that had a motif of a yellow star all over it. Hatoshi swiftly drew a curving line to complete his artwork on the white paper. A superhero who had a muscular body like an athlete, made of flame and a very long cape that touched the lower surface.

While Hatoshi's mother wore a purple tink tank top shirt with yellow pajama pants and she proudly smirked at her son who made the last line of finishing his artwork. She gazed in amazement at her son's achievement with a smirk.

"Pretty cool, Hatoshi." Hatoshi's mother complimented, "You have improved a lot from your drawings."

"Thank you very much, mom." Hatoshi sheepishly replied.

Hatoshi's mother glared upon her son who had a glassy eyes of appreciation with his drawing. The longer she looked at Hatoshi's drawing, the more she proudly smiled onto it.

"I think I have a talent for drawing, mom." Hatoshi exclaimed in a happy tone. "Because, this artwork it's a prove."

She began to chuckle, which made Hatoshi raise his eyebrows in confusion before a worriedness put down his eyes. Furthermore, Hatoshi's mother patted her son's head in a caring demeanor who blew away the negative thought by exposing a comforting smile.

"I agreed you have a talent for drawing, but without a hard effort, your drawing will never be like this." Hatoshi's mother gave advice with soothing tone.

"That means all my previous artwork helps me to improve myself until I can draw like this," Hatoshi guessed in a surprised tone as he glared upon the drawings.

"It's true. I know I don't like your stickman drawing, but rather you cry heartbroken, you choose to continue drawing until you make this. You truly make me proud, Hatoshi."

"Because you teach me that way mom, if you have passion never try to give it up right?"

"Yeah..you're right."

Hatoshi's mother let go of her patting hand and sighed in relief with her son's accomplishment. All of sudden, she mischiefly giggled at the superhuman artwork.

"As much as your drawings improve, it will never reach my kind of level, Hatoshi." Hatoshi's mother teased.

"Don't worry, mom for now I am still learning." Hatoshi accepted before he made a clear promise, "But someday….I will be good or better than you if I work harder and keep improving myself."

"That's the answer I am looking for, my lovely boy."

She tapped on his shoulder, causing Hatoshi to give a hopeful smile. The smile of his artwork would surpass his mother's someday. Sleepy atmosphere influenced the boy to yawn as he looked at the tidy bed behind his mother's.

"Feeling sleepy, aren't you?" Hatoshi's mother asked in a halfly concerned tone.

"I guess so." Hatoshi replied with another yawn was let out

Hatoshi's mother patted her son's shoulder in genuinely caring eyes before a warmful smile intervened. A glimpse of a bothersome atmosphere began to appear within Hatoshi's eyes. She convincingly smiledd

"Good news for tonight is I am going to accompany you to sleep, lovely boy." Hatoshi's mother spoke with a cheerful tone.

"Thank's a lot, mom." Hatoshi mumbled in gladness.

"Yeah, you are welcome."

Hatoshi politely hugged his dear mother in thankful demeanor and twinkled in contentement. Hatoshi's mother gazed at her son who finally threw away his botherdness to whom she promptly hugged back and patted his head with her warm hands.

The blinding white light emerged within and blinked their existence into dust, brought Hatoshi in reality to awakened his eyes and got up from the furry-like, bed sheets in raspy breathing.

He held his beating heart very tightly with a shocking face gazed down on a golden floor. As his breathing went peacefully, Hatoshi started wondered on the front side and he found unique things such as a golden monk statue in a punching position near the towering wooden door in front of him, a large painting of a female shaolin rested on the dragon backs., and lastly a white flower pot accompanied the door.

Hatoshi was still clouded by curiosity of his whereabouts due to the lasting he remembered meeting with an explosion by a collision between his strongest attacks and Blue Winter. Therefore, he turned to the right and witnessed Mistress Foreseen meditating with her eyes closed in serene mood.

"Well...thank you for the hospitality, Mistress Foreseen." Hatoshi thanked in a nervous tone.

The school boy snickered in a little bit of embarrassment, but he overcame it with a single sigh. Mistress Foreseen opened her eyes and ended her mediation section for observing more about Hatoshi.

"You are welcome." Mistress Foreseen replied in a soothing voice, "And you are very magnificent in the match."

"Magnificent?" Hatoshi said by raising his eyes before he bittered, "To be honest, I only just put my best effort to keep up with him, of course.

"A best effort that is able to match power that can destroy a country, it's very magnificent even for your age."

Hatoshi sharpened a disbelieving stare towards Mistress Foreseen due to his mind never thinking it was impossible to reach it. The school boy remembered he was granted Sparror's power less than a month and the only impressive things his memory could show were when defeated the Tsundere and Southern Shield.

Nevertheless, both of them were far from the Blue Winter's level who had the strength and power rapidly increased and could go toe to toe with his almost limitless stamina. Even though Hatoshi also felt an improvement with Sparror's mastery.

All of those thoughts were puzzled into a preparation for Hatoshi to ask a question towards Mistress Foreseen who had been waiting for it.

"Wait, so you mean now I can also destroy a country too?" He asked.

"When I saw that match you and Blue Winter almost broke the arena barrier into pieces." Mistress Foreseen answered in a sure tone, "Even though the size was small, the barrier was built to efficiently survive a large island or small country attack, at least."

At first, Hatoshi was deeply excited with the news as he looked both towards his open hands to feel more of an increased progression that he could match somebody who can destroy a country. However, a horrorful eyes soon gazed down as his mind picked a worse possibility of having strong power, followed by a sweat of fear dropped by on the forehead.

Thus, Hatoshi clenched his open hand to wash away the fearful thoughts until he could open it again. His mind now contained a striving confidence as he opened up a smile and sharpened a firm stare towards Mistress Foreseen.

"I know your power is limitless, but is your will and determination the biggest factor for you to stand a chance against Blue Winter? Mistress Foreseen guessed in a curious tone.

"I guess so." Hatoshi mumbled in confidence before a further explanation was let out, "Since I was granted by cosmic power, I know I can be strong as Blue Winter if I am able to push myself even further. It also makes me realize that my power can get stronger if I keep my will tightly."

Mistress Foreseen rubbed her chin as her eyes shone by a white light like a lamp. Hatoshi planted a cautious with his new friend that might activate her telepathy power to further explore his memories.

"I highly apologize for asking this, is thinking about your dead parent weakening your power?" Mistress Foreseen asked in a little spice of concern.

"If it's too much, yes." Hatoshi answered calmly, "Hence, I rather not often think about it because being stuck in trauma is not a healthy way to continue life."

Mistress Foreseen was impressed and sheepishly chuckled. While, Hatoshi just locked his eyes onto her in an unfazed state, as if her chuckling was mute. The Female Shaolin glanced once more at the school boy as she figured out a hidden truth with a naughty grin.

"You may be one of the toughest people I have ever met." Mistress Foreseen praised, "Especially, with your parents' deaths, new living chances, and many problems, you handle it smoothly like a wind flow.

"However, deep down, you still need someone that is soft and able to comfort you whenever you feel stress." Mistress Foreseen added.

"It's true." Hatoshi said in a chilling tone, "That's why I am not ready yet to lose Yuna because she is too precious for me and I already lost one before which is my mother."

Hatoshi clenched his fist shakenly for holding back an emotion that tried to break free onto his eyes. Mistress Foreseen began to stare in pity and sympathy towards the school boy who strongly did not let sadness influence him.

"I wish in 10 years, I can still live with Yuna and my step family as a Superhero." Hatoshi bickered.

"Any wish can be fulfilled if you keep working harder." Mistress Foreseen advice in an optimistic tone before she presumed with a question, "And I have another question, why are you seemingly fine for telling your deepest feelings to somebody who you only know for two days?"

Hatoshi showed an acceptance grin which made Mistress Foreseen give a puzzling look. He opened his clenching fist for the preparation of a suitable answer towards The Female Shaolin.

"Well...because you are a telepath who invades people's minds for information." Hatoshi answered in a relaxing tone, "So, I think it's better to tell almost everything to you, Mistress Foreseen."

"This is why I am grateful that my step parents didn't have telepathy." Hatoshi added in gladfulness

"Yes, your aunt concervative feeling will go unstable." Mistress Foreseen guessed as her eyes shone brightly, "Am I correct. Hatoshi?"

"Yeah….you are correct."

Afterwards, the white glowing eyes dimmed out to reveal her blue-sea eyes in gladness. Hatoshi sighed in relief for a refreshment after he exposed part of himself to a Mistress Foreseen whom he saw like a stranger.

All of sudden, the large door opened and breathed out a pushy wind. Hatoshi stood up from his resting place before his lower body was consumed entirely by the flaming twister.

Blue Winter entered the room with a chilling, yet intriguing atmosphere was brought upon. Mistress Foreseen calmly raised from the resting place as she followed Hatoshi who had recently had his whole body consumed by the flaming twister.

Sparror returned once again in Mistress Foreseen sight as he approached Blue Winter and upholded both of his arms in a tidy position before he bowed respectfully towards his respected opponent. Mistress Foreseen also joined the bowing section with an open hand, caught the honoring fist and lifted down her upper body.

Afterwards, Blue Winter greeted their respectful bow with another bow. The bowing section was finished as the warriors were ready to enter a conversation section.

"Sparror, how's your condition for now?" Blue Winter asked in a firm tone.

"I guess, I am fine." Sparror replied in a confident manner, "How about you, Blue Winter."

"I feel better than ever."

Blue Winter smirked in thankfulness as he recalled one of the best moments in his life. The first time he awakened his old self in front of Sparror and he was overjoyed by the experience of restoring it.

Without The Flaming Hero help or massive match, his thought projected that he would take longer time to restore as he imagined himself, transformed into the icy shell form who only saw the world as an endless guilt bridge.

"Anyway, thank you for restoring my motivation to fight again." Blue Winter said in a thankful demeanor.

"You are welcome." Sparror replied in soothing.

"Because of that, I will aid your battle with the Distrunian."

Blue Winter in commitment pressed his chest with a bold, clenching fist with an expression similar to an honorable warrior. Therefore, Sparror offered his welcoming hand and The Shaolin willingly accepted by a hand shake.

After the hard effort of fighting, Sparror finally gained a new ally which was one of the strongest opponents he ever encountered in his own Superheroes life.

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