Night of Cheerful Talking Time

A few hours passed, the orange sky was being engulfed completely by the cold-night sky above. A dark-blue cloudy sky blew a wild shivering wind across the whole area of Neo Tokyo City.

One of the selected places to be blown gently or felt the soothing coldness was the Prime Minister's square glassy house that obtained a serene atmosphere. Moreover, the grass on the front danced gracefully as the wind passed by.

Although the outside of the house received the ongoing serene atmosphere, the insides didn't really achieve the same as the wind kept continuing the smooth flow. The room was none other than the one on the very side left-side on the second floor, the room with the shimmering blue light embarked the four tiles window.

Inside the room, there was Chemistra with her mask off and her sister, Ayari who was now wearing a blank-clean white tank top and red long pants with striking two red lines on the rear part. The Chemist occupied the translucent-bluish holographic chair beside the right of her sister, folding both of the metal hands and glaring down with a desolating look.

While Ayari took a comfy seat at the bumpy white circular chair that had blue lines scattered on every part of it. She placed her chin on the upraised palm in a pondering demeanor especially witnessing Chemistra fell down within the sorrowful thoughts of her.

"Misaki, I understand the pain you endured especially after that incident you told me, but you have to make a choice." Ayari suggested, "Whether you want to continue this path or not."

Ayari sighed, "Let me remind you again, Misaki. Consequences always happen with every path you take. Sometimes it can be burdening like this or sometimes just fine…from what I can say."

"I'm aware if I told you to stop, you would refuse it." Ayari mentioned with a bitter tone, "Because you're very stubborn as HELL!"

"Especially when Papa's told you to stop becoming a cyborg." Ayari added with an anxious tone, "I still…remembered Papa's disappointed face after seeing that brief conversation with you." However, it truly means nothing since you are also aware of that too.

Chemistra continually rubbed her cheeks while digging for a precise answer from Ayari. The Chemist winced down the despairing eyes to the crimson carpet she briskly caught as pondering about the answer.

The previous experience had left a ceaseless wound through Chemistra's mind especially with the agonizing scream of Shiro kept echoing. The more she recalled the incident where she ruthlessly injected the side effect that almost killed a person, the louder growling scream of her unfortunate drummed within her mind.

It made Chemistra dampen her forehead with unnerving sweats and her needle fingers became staggering. The Chemist even bit her lips due to the growling scream still haunting her mind.

Hence, Chemistra took a long deep breath before she sluggishly closed both of the despairing eyes. A single refreshing sigh was smoothly released by The Chemist that washed away Shiro's agonizing scream from her mind.

She glared an affirmative glare towards her sister as she clenched both of the needle fingers. Chemistra raised the firm stare to obtain a clear look of Ayari's face who crossed her arms in a reluctant demeanor.

"I understand why Papa is very concerned with me right now, but if I have to make a choice." Chemistra bluntly spoke, "I will continue my current path and right now, I'm fully aware of the risk."

Ayari chuckled, "Becoming a cold-hearted machine, Am I right about that Misaki?"

Chemistra smirked, "That's the correct statement."

"Even though one day you will become a complete machine or cyborg or whatever the robot people call, I'm still going to accept you as my sister." Ayari confessed alongside a blissful grin that was widely opened, "So did Papa."

"He always accepts you as his first daughter, no matter what happens to you?" Ayari added with a cheerful tone.

The Chemist darted an anxious furrow towards her sister who just extended the blissful grin. She winced her lips and shook her head in an unnerving demeanor due to the flashing memory of having a bitter conversation with her father recalled back for less than a second.

"Are you sure that Papa will accept me when I become a complete robot, Ayari?" Chemistra asked concernedly.

Ayari nodded with a cheery chortle, "He will I assure you that."

"He also understands and maybe….respected your decision too." Ayari remarked calmly, "At the end, the one who decides either wants to become cyborg or not is you, Misaki. You're the one who has control over your life."

Thus, Chemistra blew a sigh of relief as she glossed over the opened palm of her left metal hand and the liquefied metal engulfed her entire face in less than a second. The clean mask of The Chemist was once again obtained on the face and swiftly declared a rigid stare towards Ayari, readying herself to face any upcoming consequence that would soon fall to her hands.

The chilling wind of Neo Tokyo also passed by The Akarui that was now filled with its house members who recently returned from the last visit to Sakura Forest. Each of the house members already occupied their own resting room after the trip was over.

Most of the house members either already went into a serene slumbering state especially with the night sky going darker and the scattering star on above flickered the alluring light. However, there was one household member who remained to prolong the night activity.

It was none other than Hatoshi who sat on his balmy chair and only wore short white pants for this nighttime. The schoolboy pinned the observative sight towards the screen within his computer.

A computer that presented detailed artworks that stuck inside each of two tabs shrunk down into half of the tiny screen. Like before, Hatoshi ended his midnight time by finishing the artwork mostly related to his heroic alter ego, Sparror.

The artwork on the left side was Sparror with the blazing wave ascending into the night sky above as a sun arose. formed a scorching dragon construct that dropped down to below with its vicious jaw opened.

The Flaming Hero's blazing presence illuminated through the lake view of Sakura Forest beneath him. Moreover, Sparror declared gleaming eyes especially when he surveyed the flaming string surrounding him.

While the artwork on the right side did indeed take place in the same place as the previous one. The difference was instead of Sparror performing his embarking action, he smoothly stood and patted Hatoshi's village friend, Asemu on his shoulder.

The Village Boy dropped an agitating jaw especially when he witnessed the valiant presence of Sparror. Furthermore, Asemu motionlessly watched The Flaming Hero who closed the shimmering eyes within the artwork portrayal and lightened up the fascinating feeling as his eyes heaved up.

Hatoshi sharply continued to scan both of the artworks and pinched his chin to raise the excitement. His swift scanning process was indeed being watched by his close partner, Yuna who now wore a pink bra and underpants for increasing the enjoyment in tonight's chilling atmosphere.

The schoolgirl widened the solace smile towards her close partner and tilted her head precisely on the left artwork. Yuna swiftly formed an amazed eyes as she sharpened her onto that artwork especially with the blazing wave presence inside The Flaming Hero's artwork.

"So…Hatoshi are you already done for tonight's artwork?" Yuna asked happily as she switched the wondering stare at Hatoshi's face with him began to furrow down tiring eyebrows, "Because you look pretty tired right now."

Hatoshi sighed and chuckled, "I think I'm done for now."

"Anyway, which artwork do you prefer?" Hatoshi asked with a delighted voice, "The left one or the right one?"

Yuna hummed, "Hmm….both of those are pretty good, to be honest, but if I have to choose one..hmmm."

"I think…it's the left one." Yuna spoke with an enthusiastic tone as she pointed her fingers to the left artwork and convinced Hatoshi to raise satisfied eyebrows, "Because it's more attractive and eye-catching to look at, especially with Sparror unleashing his power on..the sky. I also adore you for making details on dragon construction too."

Yuna sheepishly giggled, "Although the message on the right artwork is much more meaningful, I still prefer to see the left artwork."

"I totally agree with you, Yuna." Hatoshi admitted with a delightful tone as he steered the chair to get a crystal look of Yuna's enthusiastic face, "I also felt more excitement to the draw. It has more action, style, and effort especially for drawing that..flaming wave and the construct.

"I know It's pretty tiring, but at the same time it makes me happy and satisfied when it's finished." Hatoshi added, "I'm also glad that both of this artwork can be finished in..maybe less than an hour."

The schoolgirl spread out a high-pitched burst of laughter in short seconds and declared a cheerful grin towards her close partner. Hatoshi sheepishly shook his head before he let out a temporal chuckle after capturing the glimpse of joyfulness within Yuna's face.

Not only did she directly watch her close partner finishing both artworks at once, but Yuna also shared the same taste and opinion as him. Hence, Hatoshi declared the jolly smile onto her before he forcefully let out a yawn.

A yawn lured him to succumb to sleepiness as his eyes started blinking constantly. The schoolboy immediately repositioned the chair once again onto the computer screen and tapped a thin circular log on the lower middle of the screen.

Therefore, the eye-catching screen of the Sparror's artwork was sucked in by the all-gloomy back in an instance. Hatoshi swiftly leaned his back on the balmy surface of the chair and darted a wondering sight on above, spending a brief time of relaxation before he got up from it.

The schoolboy steered the sleepy eyes towards his close partner who slowly moved away from her spot and rested the upper body on the mattress, providing a free space for him. Hatoshi quickly headed onto his mattress and hulled the tiring body on the available free space.

He repositioned the sleepy body into a side-left position and captured a crystal clear look of his close partner, smiling at him. The smile lured Hatoshi to move the resting body closer as he wrapped his hand on Yuna's smooth back.

The schoolgirl gleefully declared a jolly giggle as Hatoshi gently caressed her back before bumping her closer to touch his body. Yuna responded to the touch by tenderly locking The school's back with her legs and wrapping around his neck.

Raptured giggling and chuckling of the high schoolers drummed across the entire bedroom. Both Hatoshi and Yuna opened their blissful grin and tightened their pleasant hugs with one another.

"Anyway, Hatoshi, I have a question for you before we go to sleep." Yuna started the conversation with a warmful smile wide open, "Do you still want to go to Yukishari Hill with…me?"

Hatoshi cheerfully chuckled, "Yes of course, Yuna. I indeed wanted to go there especially with you."

Yuna blissfully chortled, "That's very exciting to hear that. Have you already made the plan?"

"Well for that….it's still in progress." Hatoshi replied with a nervous tone and glanced at Yuna who gave him an encouraging smile, allowing him to take a brief sigh as he was ready to announce the answer, "But if you are curious, I'm going to tell it just a bit. Well…I'm going to ask Sparror to teleport us there."

"He said…he's fine since I have now become his friend." Hatoshi added with an anxious tone, "I…guess…so."

Dazzling eyes were announced on Yuna's face as she pinned the thankful grin towards her close partner. Anxiousness and nervousness were wiped away from Hatoshi in an instance after he caught the glimpse of the schoolgirl grin.

"It's actually great to hear that." Yuna exclaimed excitedly, "That you actually befriended another Superhero again."

"Speaking about that, is Sparror only just acting as the quick access to go there or also a bodyguard too?" Yuna added with a curious gaze.

"Well…..I guess…he will be a bodyguard too for us." Hatoshi replied, "It's…only maybe. Not fully confirmed."

A yawning jaw was dropped within Hatoshi's face and his eyes were inched closer to falling down into sleepiness, being witnessed directly by Yuna's gleeful stare. The continuation of the night-time conversation ended because the schoolboy kept blinking his eyes and gladfully smiled toward his closer partner before he fully succumbed into a slumbering state.

"I think it's time to end this conversation. I'm….very sleepy right now." Hatoshi announced, "So..good night, Yuna."

"Good night too, Hatoshi," Yuna replied with a jolly tone.

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