The Early Morning Meeting Of Rising Sun Heroes

The warmful dawn bright purple sky with a mix of orange brightly shone broadly in the early morning on Neo Tokyo City. The glistening sunlight flashed on every building or even crowd of houses, awakening some of the people to venture into the outside world by occupying the sidewalks.

There was also a citizen of Neo Tokyo who had already woken up from the nighttime slumber but remained inside their bedroom. Hatoshi was staying inside his room, calmly standing and darted his affirmative glare onto the chilling window view within the front side.

A half-body reflection of The Blazing Hero in Neo Tokyo City, popped out through his perceptive sight, forcing him to bite his affirmative lips. Flashes of yellow light ignited through Hatoshi's eyes the longer he sharpened his stare toward the window view.

"I'm still wondering if this new villain's main purpose studying me and the other heroes first," Hatoshi whispered, bowing down his head in a pondering demeanor. "The two humanoids assault and even Sadari were the examples for that."

Hatoshi reluctantly sighed and continued his murmuring, "I know Sadari was corrupted by her power, but the one who summoned her might have a high chance connected with the one who ordered the humanoids."

"Even though this is just my silly speculation, I believe it can be true especially since I already learned that kind of tactic from The Distrunians," Hatoshi added, watching the reflection of his heroic counterpart dusted into a gusting air.

He swiftly turned his sight toward the little bit messy bed sheet as the blue blanket surface became rough and messy, and a mirthful smirk appeared through his widened lips. He indeed witnessed Yuna getting up her upper body from her slumber and rubbing her sleepy eyes, which convinced him to take a quick step forward.

With Yuna retrieving both of her rubbing palms after finishing cleaning her sleepy mood, she gladly witnessed her close partner taking the seat on the bed sheet and greeting her with a comforting smirk. The schoolgirl briskly folded Hatoshi's hand with hers and returned a smirk toward him, grasping the soothing amenity with each other.

"Are you still going to the meeting, right?" Yuna asked with a half-concerned tone.

Hatoshi giggled and said, "Yes because I was part of this problem too."

"Even though I'm just…the so-called operator," Hatoshi remarked, wincing an anxious grit, and widened the sheepish smirk.

Yuna happily chortled and tilted her to the left, "That's what makes you a responsible and brave person."

"It was one of the reasons I enjoyed staying by your side," Yuna reassured, sheepishly releasing a high pitch giggle.

"Me too.." Hatoshi replied, tightening the holding hand in gladness.

Yuna sighed and mentioned with placidness started to shower in her lungs, "Also, good luck there."

"Thank you, Yuna," Hatoshi murmured, steaming both of his cheeks into blissful red and jiggling his

Hence, The high schoolers shared a burst of gleeful laughter as they were fully consumed by the mood of their joyful time together. Lustful desire clouded Hatoshi's judgment as he pulled away the holding hands and painted his enticing smile toward Yuna who just bent her head to the left, stretching up her legs.

Hatoshi swiftly placed both of his impatient palms on the chosen part that could light up his desire: her clean and silk thigh and the back of her soft neck. Then, he pushed closely the craving smile toward his close partner who sprinkled her entire smile in sparkling exuberance.

The gentle rubbing on the two favorable spots of Yuna's skin convinced her to wrap the back of Hatoshi's head, diving his lips closer to narrowly touch hers. An enthralling sensation poured through her mind as the schoolgirl keenly wrapped around Hatoshi's spine with her gentle crossing legs.

"Ready for the farewell, kiss, Hatoshi?" Yuna asked with an alluring tone, opening a smile of excitement.

Without hesitation, the schoolboy quickly landed a kiss on the schoolgirl's lips. Smooching sounds and moans filled the room for declaring Hatoshi's way on farewell.

Around thirty minutes passed, and a fiery twister construct materialized within the frozen-like Chemistra's secret base as chilling air gusted out from every side of the room. The fiery twister fluently blended into a blazing humanoid construct, dispersing all of the fiery surfaces in an instance.

Sparror once again manifested his armored physical presence on the secret base and caught the other heroes who had arrived earlier. Agano alongside his partner robot Ryuzen who had been standing beside the metal bead and Akushijo with his sleepy lantern eyes took a seat on the metal bed.

While Chemistra sat on the cold and comforting holographic chair, turned it around toward Sparror who nervously scratched the back of his head. The Chemist eyed her fellow heroes with stoic eyes that made him bowed down his head in uneasiness.

"You were late in 10 minutes, Sparror." Chemistra scolded,

She raised one of the marking needle fingers at him that forcing Sparror to snap his armored finger. A tiny fiery torch constructs spawned and hovered beside The Flaming Hero's left cheek for him to engage in the flow of the conversation with the heroes.

"Sorry about that. I'm just quite busy with my home stuff." An apologetic voice came out from the flickering fiery ball construct as Sparrorr bowed his head in bitter regret.

"You meant having a fun time first with your girlfriend?" Akushijo guessed with a jocular tone.

Sparror perceived dumbfounded eyes and uttered, "Eh yeah of course, and saying farewell toward my other family members too."

"Sorry to ask this, who told you that? hehe." Sparror continued the flow of the conversation with a question.

"Arrogant Asshat alongside that Blue Winter guy when I joined The Distrunian Defeat celebration," Akushijo replied with a sparkling excitement resonating through his tone. "And the party was very enjoyable. You should come on that to be honest because there was tons of fo--"

"Akushijo!!" A scolding firm voice from Agano shouted The Grass Ninja's name. "Let's focus on the main reason we are here. Understood."

Akushijo groaned and rolled his eyes, "Fine, fine."

"You're not wrong, old man Onmyouji," Akushijo remarked, marked his one of his fingers toward The Onmyouji who could only sigh in bothersome before switching his attention toward Chemistra.

"Chemistra, please show the evidence," Agano suggested, waving one of his commanding palms shortly.

Therefore, the heroes of Rising Sun steered their assertive attention toward the bluish holographic screens above Chemistra, convincing her to turn around the holographic chair. Heedfulness clouded through all the heroes as Sparror clenched his fist, Agano crossed both of his arms, and Akushijo got up from the metal bed to obtain a steady standing position.

A holographic screen that contained several pieces of evidence in the form of framed-picture on all the sides. The left side of the screen unveiled pictures of Shirak who was propelled by both of her crabs' clawed hands and channeled out a surge of violet energies for preparing a clean blast.

Furthermore, there was another perfect duplicate of Shirak who stood on her left side, even copying the exact propelling hand position. While the middle spot of the screen was filled with a picture that chose the main theme previous national villain, Sadari.

Most of the presentations being shown were both the victims who fell deeply into shivering dread and wrecking havoc committed by Sadari. Lastly, the right side of the picture revealed the recent Superhero problem of Neo Tokyo, the trio of bizarre-looking humanoids standing in front of the abandoned factory.

Witnessing the Shiraks' picture bloomed a frown on Akushijo's face and exhaled a shocking gasp as one of the memory compilations played back. A clip that showed Akushijo standing in the middle being cornered by the Shiraks from both the far left and right sides. The Grass Ninja constantly released hefty breathing and held his enlightened katana in the right crossguard position with him back and forth giving a heedful stare to the two humanoids.

The past memory clip luckily dispersed into nothingness as The Grass Ninja closed his lantern eyes shortly. It lured The Flaming Hero to steer his attention toward Akushijo, grasping a mood of worriedness coloring his entire gleaming eyes.

"On the left, it is a picture of two Shiraks who made an assault in Midori No Shi Forest," Chemistra uttered, marking the picture with her electric-wired finger. Then, The Chemist directed one of her fingers onto Akushijo.

"When did you face the two Shiraks?" Sparror asked with a curious tone.

Akushijo rubbed one of his arms and uttered, "In the simplest way, almost the same time when you faced that creepy ancient ghost woman."

"I see. That means my theory can be true about this." Sparror said, widening his eyes after receiving the shimmering realization. "The one who summoned Sadari back and the humanoids was indeed the same person."

"If you think about it, yes it's very fucking obvious," Akushijo mentioned, widening his impressed eyes.

"I've been thinking about the connection between Sadari's resurrection and the humanoid assault for a while." Agano engaged in the conversation. "Because when I dug deeper I'm slowly noticing the pattern on this problem."

"I am even aware that The Humanoids and Sadari are just a distraction for the true mastermind behind all of this problem," Agano added, harshly pinching his chin being covered by the impervious-golden mask.

A flashing picture of the white hooded man who kept silently watching the flow of yesterday's battle from above appeared briefly within Sparror's thought. He raised the roused frown through the shimmering yellow eyes and encouraged to hoist for sharing the realization he grasped.

"Maybe….the mastermind could be the white hooded guy that I encountered when I battled the humanoids." Sparror blurted out his speculative idea to the heroes of Rising Sun.

Chemistra sharpened the cold glare toward The Flaming especially when she rotated her eyes to receive a closer vision toward Sparror without even lifting her feet, like a sniper zooming its scope. While Agano took a slight step forwards and Akushijo furrowed his eyes in surprise.

"Yes if we think about it again, it's quite obvious," Akushijo mentioned in delighted confidence.

"I quite disagree with your statement new Akushijo and even you Sparror." Agano countered with a stoic tone as he rested his pinching his hand. "Based on what Chemistra told me, the white hooded man only watching you from afar and suddenly disappear."

"Yeah I know, but there's still possibility too, Mr.Agano." Sparror argued, hoisted one of his armored fingers. "Besides, sometimes mastermind can also be a direct observer since he might be the type of person who wanted to see the direct action."

Agano nodded and replied calmly, "You might be right, Sparror."

"However, I highly doubt that." Agano strengthened his argument and prolonged the conversation with an assertive voice. "Since the white hooded man you described to Chemistra is vague and the worst thing he could be just a tribute or the cover-up for the true mastermind behind all of this."

Akushijo extended his bemused frown and uttered, "Oh come, man, seriously you think like that Old man Onyouji with that cool-ass looking robot?"

"Yes, New Akushijo. Some masterminds love to use a tribute doll before they show themselves in the public eyes. Akushijo reassured with a stoic, yet firm tone.

"I could I said that because I had been experiencing this Superhero world for more than a decade and most of the masterminds only showed up when they were fully ready," Agano added, forcing Akushijo to reluctantly nod his head in defeat. "Also, I suggested two of not taking the mastermind problem quickly into conclusion."

"I guess…you are right about that, Mr.Agano, and thank you for sharing your opinion," Sparror admitted with soothing gladness even though his mind remained clouded by uncertainty through his eyes.

With the argument about the true mastermind kept on going, Chemistra halted the rotating eyes from scanning the three people who were involved: Sparror, Agano, and Akushijo. The Chemist clapped her metal hands that resonated drumming noise of metal being mashed together.

The three heroes briskly switched their attention onto Chemistra, confirming the end of the conversation. Nonetheless, they now hushedly prepared themselves for another listening section as The Chemist took one step forward to confidently presented her argument.

"As you all discussed the mastermind, I already found an effective plan for the next attack," Chemistra stated with a stern tone. "Especially to this humanoid problem."

"That's nice." Sparror praised with a relieved tone and continued the smooth flow of the conversation with an intrigued question. "So can you elaborate more about the plan, Chemistra?"

"Whenever there is a humanoid problem appearing, I'll and Agano will go first to the crime scene," Chemistra explained, marking her commanding figure on both Sparror and Akushijo. "Then, when the white hooded guy shows up, Sparror and the new Akushijo will ambush him."

"I'm aware the white hooded guy might be not the true mastermind, but he is still our main target too. He has a high chance of opening the truth about this problem even though he just a bait," Chemistra added, spreading her affirmative remarks toward the other two heroes

Fiery thrills spiked up through both Akushijo and Sparror as they darted an excited glare toward The Chemist. A thrill of one day capturing the white hooded guy who might be becoming the main source or the key to solving the concealed of the humanoids' attack or even finding the mastermind.

"Oh yeah that's what I like, beat the shit of the white hooded guy," Akushijo murmured with blazing contentment.

Agano reluctantly sighed, "Even though I've disagreed with the plan, it's best for us to try and see if it really works on stopping this humanoid threat."

"Well..for me I quite like the plan too," Sparror commented.

The Flaming Hero nodded his head with the blaze of enthusiasm scorched within the depth of his mind. He even raised a blazing molten hand in front of his yellow eyes that shimmered a sparkling light shortly.

"So yeah I agreed with your plan, Chemistra," Sparror reassured.

Chemistra nodded and replied, "Good to hear that from you."

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