The Golden Shield and The Flame Talking Time

A soothing sound of the house bell echoed through the whole inside of Yuna's bedroom. Hatoshi laid down on the bed, slowly opened his trembling eyes due to the bell sound, and realized his naked chest became a comfy pillow for his close partner.

With the house bell remaining in the bedroom, it awoke Yuna's eyes and she got up her upper body still wearing the white school uniform. Moreover, she gently stroked her close partner's cheeks, causing him to giggle.

"Do you have any..idea who will be the guest this time?" Yuna asked with a soft tone.

"Well, probably my step-parents," Hatoshi replied in a relaxing tone.

Afterwards, Hatoshi lifted up half of his body and swiftly leaned his hand on Yuna's back in a gentle demeanor. A serene smile opened widely from the school girl's sight as she closely moved her lips onto her close partner.

Therefore, they both shared their lips with one another and Hatoshi bumped his close partner closer to get a full sensation of pleasure. An arousing red face steamed on the school boy's face the more his tongue interacted with Yuna's.

Eventually, Yuna ended the pleasuring section by giving a single push that freed her lips from Hatoshi's. The school girl sheepishly giggled towards her close partner who gave a little spark of dissatisfied frown onto her.

"Hey, I think it's better to greet our guests first rather than..." Yuna hummed with an alluring smile, "Continuing our make-out time."

"Sure...sure," Hatoshi spoke with an unpleasant tone.

"Also you better get dressed too, Hatoshi."

Hatoshi exhaled a burdening air as he watched his close partner walked out from their resting bed and stretched out her left hand to the left. Then, The schoolboy gazed down at his palm in a wandering demeanor, especially as he slowly discovered fishy things with an odd furrow.

However, Hatoshi brushed that thought away as he turned his head to the left and reluctantly walked out from the comfy bed. He was ready to find who would be this morning's guest and his mind still anticipated it was his step-parents.

Another second passed, Hatoshi with a purplish t-shirt and short white plants landed his clutching hands on the doorknobs. A confident sigh was let out from his lung as he gazed at the door once again.

As the door was widely opened, an unexpected frown painted his whole voice and a heavy stammering voice was released. His body was shockingly frozen on the spot with the morning guest.

Even Yuna also shared the shocking realization with her close partner as she unfolded Hatoshi's staggering palm. Line of tears from the schoolboy sluggishly fell down with the frown being replaced by a yearning expression.

"Mom,.....Dad." Hatoshi flabbergasted.

A black, long ponytail woman with a red jacket, green t-shirt with golden knuckle motif on the middle, cotton-white long jeans who stood in front of the opened door, gave a reluctant smile towards Hatoshi. Beside the ponytail woman was a short black hair man with a square-shaped glass, a clean silver lab coat, an orange tidy uniform, and dark blue long pants happily smirking at the dumbfounded schoolboy.

"Hatoshi...it's very good to see you." The glasses man spoke in a relaxing tone.

"Me too….." Hatoshi yearningly spoke.

Thus, Hatoshi quickly rushed through his long-lost parent, and without any doubt, he tightly hugged the ponytail woman. The schoolboy gladfully chuckled to his mother he would never see again after the horrible tragedy from many years ago.

More lines of tears were spread out onto the ponytail woman's shoulder, convincing her to open a cheerful smile and gently reply a hug to his back. Comfort and solace were mashed within Hatoshi's expression especially the more he closely bumped his hug.

"I thought you were already gone forever…" Hatoshi mumbled with tears kept dropping by, "Especially you..mom."

"And you're one of the reasons that we are able to come back." The ponytail woman spoke in a warmful tone.

"Correct my….son." The glasses man joined the conversation happily

Reunion of Akarui had finally come into realization as the glasses man also willingly participated in the hugging group with his dearest son. After decades of not seeing their only son, the couples gently closed their eyes to absorb more the serene atmosphere.

However, a blinding white light soared to the comforting scene and incinerated the whole scenario to ashes with widespread force. Moreover, the white light brought back to the supposed reality, Hatoshi got half of his naked body. covered by a white blanket alongside hefty breathing.

Even though the schoolboy recently escaped his wishful dream, his eyes sockets began to drop out a rapid line of tears that fell down on the wooden ground. As the yearning thoughts invaded his mind, Hatoshi took a sigh of relief.

Luckily, he only did a single sigh that washed away the hefty breathing and a sense of sadness within his gritted teeth. The schoolboy also wiped out the upcoming tears of relief to effectively replace them with a wandering smirk.

"Hello, Fire Boy." A familiar male voice with a firm tone was caught by Hatoshi's ear.

The schoolboy slowly turned his sight to the left and found Southern Shield sitting beside him in a crossing legs method. Doubtfulness of The Arrogant Shaolin new appearance made Hatoshi tilted his head left to right before he met an intriguing discovery, the golden shield was strapped on his arm

"Wait...are you, Southern Shield?" Hatoshi guessed with half confidence.

"Of course, Fire Boy." Southern Shield replied in a prideful demeanor, "I am still the Southern Shield that you beat last time."

"Yeah sorry for not recognizing at first because...of the new appearance and the more polite….demeanor."

The Arrogant Shaolin shrugged off the school boy's last statement and took another sip of a hot tea on the shimmering white cup on his right grip. While Hatoshi surveyed around the entire room was confirmed to belong to Mistress Foreseen due to the interiors of painting and the wooden floor.

Eventually, Hatoshi locked his stare towards The Arrogant Shaolin and gave him a thankful smile. A thankful smile made Southern Shield frown in a little bit of confusion with the school boy's politeness.

"Regardless, thank you very much for bringing me here and I am pretty relieved that my time of death hasn't come yet," Hatoshi murmured in gladness.

"Yes, because your regeneration power was able to save your human skin." Southern Shield replied with a firm tone, "Without it, you literally become a lifeless butchered victim."

Southern Shield chuckled in a challenging tone, "Remember, after this Distrunian crisis is over, I still wanted to declare a rematch with you."

"Sure...I guess so." Hatoshi reluctantly replied, "I meant returning a favor is also very important in my opinion."

Afterwards, Southern Shield began to pour out a hot teat to the other empty white cup from the steaming, grey-steel teapot beside him. The Arrogant Shaolin raised the offering hand that was still holding the hot tea, forcing out a convincing smile onto him.

"Besides, did you want to taste the tea that I made?" Southern Shield bickered with a convincing tone, "It could relieve the tormenting stress that you recently faced."

"Sure..why not and thank you again.." Hatoshi replied soothingly.

Hatoshi accepted the steaming tea glass by grabbing the cup handler with a grateful stare towards Southern Shield. Furthermore, The schoolboy slowly sipped the liquified surface of the tea's hotness that convinced him to get out a mellow expression.

Each sound of sipping occurred on the scene, the schoolboy gently closed his eyes to get a complete sense of comfort. The newest memory of him being skinned alive was incinerated with Hatoshi's widened jolly smile.

"Anyway, what kind of dream did you have before?" Southern Shield bluntly asked.

"It's..about meeting my parents again." Hatoshi uttered in a sorrowful tone, "I knew I already moved on from the grieving, but I still missed them and always wished they would be back."

The Arrogant Shaolin smirked, "As long as that thought didn't give any bad benefits to your life, it should be fine. I once fell into that kind of life state and luckily…"

Southern Shield embarrassingly bit his lips and clenched both of his shaking fists as he reluctantly closed his eyes. Hatoshi smoothly glared his attention towards The Shaolin friends who began to stammer in defiance.

"You...and...Blue Winter guided me to the right path once again." Southern Shield spoke in a hefty tone, "Something….that...I hate to admit it because it's an embarrassment for a Shaolin Warrior like me being helped like a...confused child."

"Well, at least you managed to move on from it, which is a good thing." Hatoshi praised with a cheerful tone as he tidily put down the teacup.

"I agree it's a good thing for my mental state, but for my pride..absolute no."

Hatoshi chuckled with ridiculed eyes towards Southern Shield who remained strong on keeping the prideful warrior persona. A prideful persona that The Arrogant Shaolin fell down in shame with his own failure of fighting the enduring guiltiness. Eventually, the schoolboy sighed in relief and happily smirked at the Shaolin friends.

"Even though you became more respectful and somehow...wiser, you still strongly maintained your ego." Hatoshi bickered.

"Because that's the main factor that made me want to continue my warrior's life." Southern Shield admittedly countered.

"It almost the same as your own motivation of fighting that falls down on a personal level. Which is keeping the world in peace mainly for your childhood lover based on what Foreseen said to me about you."

Hatoshi froze in the spot with a despairful frown expression either on Southern Shield words and the cold, mocking expression that took the spotlight. The schoolboy deeply swallowed his saliva to regain some sense of bravery for his counterpoint.

He exhaled the burdening air away from his lung and gleefully chortled that raised Southern Shield eyebrows in doubtfulness. Furthermore, a brink of hope shone upon Hatoshi's smile as he boldly prepared his statement.

"I indeed admitted that my purpose as Sparror is quite selfish and it's hard to deny it." Haotshi valiantly stated, "However, I will try my best to..maintain it in the safest way possible."

Southern Shield chortled in disbelief and crossed his arms after hearing the statement of this schoolboy, consistently being calm handling the supposed harmful counterwords. Moreover, The Arrogant Shaolin gave a dubious stare towards Hatoshi who took another sip of his hot tea.

"Are you truly a 15 years old boy?" Southern Shield mumbled in a deep irritated tone, "Based on what I heard from Foreseen and Winters, you always handle many bad things or tragedies that happen to you just like a wind passing by which is very, very odd in my eyes."

"It's very odd that I wondered if you probably used some kind of secret spell for balancing your mind." Southern Shield added.

Hatoshi reluctantly chuckled, "The secret spell that I used is only a thought of moving on and a support from the closest person such as my close partner and...my stepfamily."

Afterward, Southern Shield blew an air of defeat as Hatoshi was still filling his head with a glimmer of hope. A glimmer of hope that relieved his head from any everlasting burden thoughts.

"Even the recent near-death scenario with The Distrunian, you still think that as a wind too." Southern Shield asked in an intriguing tone.

"Yup and that thought could also be a good life lesson for me to improve my Superhero life." Hatoshi reluctantly replied with a gladful smile.

An eyebrow of shock went up from Southern Shield's point of view. Uncertainty vastly clouded his judgment towards Hatoshi's mellow response that was still exceedingly consistent till this time especially there were no signs of limbs trembling or discomfort face.

Hence, The Arrogant Shaolin could only chortle in acceptance towards this young boy who was full of hope and positivity being centered through the room. Creating a little bit of peaceful harmony as the conversation smoothly continued.

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