Discovering The Right Path on Gaining The Strong Willpower as Hero

Abroad-warmful afternoon light cleanly arose on the entire sky scenery within Neo Tokyo's area. A city that was now able to reach a serenity atmosphere as the recent Superhuman crime activity was completely finished.

The news report regarding the eventual defeat of the two marines' creature-like armored, supervillains broadcasted across every area or media platform. Masafumi High School was also one of the places that already received the news with a majority of the students in their chosen lunchtime places.

The conversation closely related to the news about the aftermath also spread onto the crowded rooftop area with most of the seats mostly occupied. Satoru alongside his two other friends, Hina and Naoki were now occupying their gathering seat precisely on the edge left of the space.

With Naoki and Hina chewing their delicate lunch, the glassed schoolboy sighed out a reluctant air and cleared his throat. It lured both two of his friend to rest their chopsticks and sharpened their gaze on him, preparing themselves on engaging the lunchtime conversation.

Furthermore, Satoru's mind embarked on a memory clip occurring during almost the same period as the school's lunch break. The time when he politely approached Yuna when she was still in the classroom and greeted him with a smile. As the conversation between both Satoru and Yuna continued, he exhaled the burdensome breath.

"So you already knew his secret ever since he had that accident?" Satoru guessed, furrowing down his eyebrows.

Yuna nodded and said with a worried tone, "Yes, Satoru."

"Since you already knew the news yesterday, do you want to help him in awakening his heroic spirit again?" Yuna asked and explained her reasoning, "Also, you also quite familiar and knowledgable about Superhero stuff too."

At first, Satoru quickly rubbed his chin and bowed his head on digging the wondering idea. A wandering period ended shortly as the glasses schoolboy retrieved back his rubbing chin and exposed the assertive grin on his entire lips.

"I indeed still have many questions about this, to be honest, but since this incident happen, I'll try my best to help him," Satoru confessed confidently.

"Because I….wanted to repay his debt on saving me…back then," Satoru added in blissfulness showered through his voice tone.

Yesterday's memory clip would soon be dissolved into sprinkling and blurry dust resided within his mind, bringing Satoru back into reality. He fixated his sight on both Naoki and Hina who slowly dropped their concerned lips onto him, watching him get up from his seat,

"Naoki, Hina, I might need to leave earlier for meeting Hatoshi and Yuna." Satoru said with an assertive tone and continued, "I believed they already left the detention room in this kind of period."

Naoki pressed his eyebrows in bemuse demeanor and suggested, "Why not just ask them to join both of us?"

"Even though Naoki had his own intention, I quite agree with him on this one," Hina admitted with a slight suspicion and painted her eyebrows before making a guess. "Unless if you have other…reasons such as a project or something important between both of you, am I right?"

Satoru reluctantly bent down his head in brief seconds and replied, "Yes I and the two of them had some important matters. Don't worry I'll tell you…later in the meantime."

"Okay then. I will not bother with it." Naoki assured, crossing both of his arms and uneasily closing his eyes.

Therefore, Satoru gave his bid farewell to his two friends by him waving his hand and swiftly walking toward the white door exit door from afar, heading on to meet the two of his classmates. The sudden leaving of the glassed schoolboy convinced Hina to roll her eyes in confusion.

She even hastily tapped the muscular student on the left shoulder, luring him to open his surprised gaze, and steered it onto her. They both shared the bemused stare toward each other before Hina shook her head and bit her lips, attempting to start a possible short discussion regarding their fellow friend's odd act.

"Did you find Satoru quite odd ever since he was being rescued by Sparror?" Hina asked in skepticism that lingered through her shakily lips. "Especially since yesterday."

"Yup, indeed," Naoki said, slowly tilting his head in uneasiness,

"But hey, let's just think that maybe they had…some kind of project or something like he said, who knows," Naoki added, staggeringly shrugging it off before locking his sight onto his meal box.

"By the way, it's better for us to finish our lunch first. Rather than thinking about Satoru." Naoki insisted with a placid tone.

Hina creaked temporarily and muttered, "Fine, fine, Naoki."

The clean-white door of the detention freed access to the outside that only had a few people such as students roaming around the hallway. It opened the access for the two high schoolers, Hatoshi and Yuna to walk out together into the outside view for spending their own break time

Gloomy faces were fixated on the below view as they completely stepped out from the room. A curly-haired man who wore a brown suit with white ties and long pant eyes his bothersome glare concisely toward Hatoshi and cleared his throat.

"Hatoshi ." The man called out the schoolboy's name, forcing him to freeze his spot, and turned around his glance at him, "Let me remind you if I saw you one more time late or suddenly going out in the middle of school time, I'll be sure to call your parent."

"You've been doing this activity quite constantly, Hatoshi." The man added, groaning in tiresome.

Hatoshi bowed his upper body shortly and uttered in an apologetic tone, "Sorry for all of this Mr.Ozurmura."

"Okay." Mr. Ozumura groaned, switching his irritated store onto Yuna who slowly turned around her attention and continued blurting out a scold, "Also, Yuna please do not follow your close friend too especially when he comes late. Because it's supposed to be his responsibility, not yours"

"Do you understand?" Mr. Ozumura asked with a rigid tone.

Yuna nodded and replied frigidly closing her lips, "Understood, Mr. Ozumura."

"Sorry for this mistake," Yuna murmured, bowing her upper body briefly

Afterward, the high schoolers switched their stares once again to the outside view and walked further from the detention room. A bitter sigh of relief was breathed out by Hatoshi as he headed onto the left side of the room alongside his close partner.

"I'm glad the punishment was over, wow." Hatoshi mumbled with bitter gladness, "6000 words on each of the two papers about the history of Rising Sun was very hard for me."

"You're lucky, you only wrote 2000 words each," Hatoshi added, opening a sheepish smirk. "Even though it's still quite hard too."

Yuna giggled, "I know, but at least we finished our work which is a good thing."

The high schoolers halted their steps when they caught the noise of rushing steps went heading in their direction, precisely on their front sight. The person who approached intro their direction was none other than Satoru, forming a welcoming-gladful smile on both Yuna and Hatoshi.

Regardless, the glassed schoolboy stopped his rushing steps and placed both of his hands on the exhausted kneecaps. Seeing his friend breathe out the exhausted breath, Hatoshi headed in his direction and calmly tapped his left shoulder, widening his assured smile that convinced Satoru glancing to him.

"Hey, it's okay Satoru, just take a deep breath," Hatoshi advised placidly.

Satoru took a deep breath and exhaled before he commenced the conversation with the two of his friends by releasing a question, "So, Hatoshi, Yuna, how's your detention, is it already done?"

"Yes, it is and we felt quite relieved with that..hehe," Hatoshi replied with a semblance of blissfulness and gladness streaming through his voice.

"It's good to hear that," Satoru uttered in relief before suddenly he unveiled a little bit of anxious stare onto both of them,

"So do you manage…to awaken Sparror once again?" Satoru guessed hushedly.

Hatoshi sighed heavily and took a step back from his friend with the despondent reminder of the morning shimmered through the depth of his mind. He staggeringly gritted his teeth, convincing his close partner on the back to drop her concerned jaw.

Then, Hatoshi closed his eyes in brief seconds and sharpened his shivering assertive gaze toward his glasses friend. The schoolboy also swallowed the gulp of his saliva and felt the smooth encouragement through his lung as he prepared himself on continuing the flow of the conversation.

"Sorry, it's no." Hatoshi mumbled in deep regret as he released another hefty sigh and continued, "If you wanted to discuss more, we can have a talk in the sakura tree spot."

Around a few minutes passed, the three high schoolers have now arrived in front of the healthy Sakura tree. An isolated lunchbreak spot of the Masafumi's high schoolers due to most of the high schoolers didn't walk passed by them or even occupying every spot available within the tree itself.

Furthermore, Satoru pinched his chin and bit his lips with the feeling of uneasiness alongside tiny agitation invading his mind after capturing the statement of his fellow Superhero friend, Hatoshi. Hatoshi who right now unveiled the bitter sorrow within his gaze that was centered on the glassed schoolboy.

While Yuna placed a look of pity on watching both her close partner and Satoru grasped a chilling despondency throughout the conversation circle. The schoolgirl quickly headed toward Hatoshi and gently folded his shivering hand, luring him to steer his sight on the back, and forcibly unfolded a smirk.

"It's quite sad for me to hear that." Satoru spoke in commiseration and presumed the flow of the conversation with a worried tone, But you're not giving up, right?"

Hatoshi chuckled and admitted, "Of course, I'm not giving up."

"I'm just wondering about the other method," Hatoshi said with his shivering distress encroaching through his voice. "The other method that…I truly dislike."

"Is it the method that you must tell your parent that you are a superhero?" Satoru guessed,

Hatoshi groaned, "Yes it is that method."

Satoru exhaled the burdensome air away as he directly witnessed his friend fall down into sorrow by closing his eyes once again. Hence, The glassed schoolboy took one step forward.

"I'm sorry to say, maybe that's the only way to regain your identity again," Satoru professed. "I know… it sounds weird, but when you tell something to your entire family member it felt there is some kind of a relief in your heart."

"And a feeling of receiving support or better understanding, both you and them" Yuna announced her point of view, "Especially Mrs. Chisato, Mr. Sasaki, and even Hirata. They are also important person too in your life."

"So yes, they deserve to know your secret identity at the end," Yuna added, broadening her concerned lips."I know you hid your identity from them for their safety, but it will never last long and it's only hurting you deep down."

Yuna continued with a resilient tone, "I believed both Mrs. Chisato and Mr.Sasaki are willing to accept you as Superhero and even give their support to you."

Completely hearing the advice from his close partner and his classmate, Hatoshi gazed down his puzzling frown onto the ground below. With him froze his gaze onto the ground, a fiery surface, with a confident face belonging to Sparror spawned on the locking spot that encouraged the schoolboy to clear his throat.

The image would soon vanish into ashes fleeing above and joining the remains with the sky, tightening his holding grip as he unveiled a hesitant wince. A wince he exposed on both Satoru on the front and his close partner, Yuna when he steered back his sight, preparing to unfold his response.

"As much I hated to doing this….I must try it," Hatoshi bickered, convincing Yuna to slowly open a relieved smile and Satoru assuredly exposed his smirk. "Maybe, exposing my identity to both Aunt Chisato and Uncle Sasaki can become the most effective….way."

"For…gaining a strong willpower to awaken Sparror once again," Hatoshi added, raising one of his trembling-clenching fists to face up the shining warmful light.

"It's good to hear that from you…Hatoshi." Satoru said with a gladful tone and curiously asked, "So when…you going to tell them?"

Hatoshi grunted, "Probably tomorrow morning, I'm…still not sure."

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