The Flaring Truth

A radiant moonlight shimmered on the freezing scenery of Neo Tokyo's night sky above, gusting the cold wind on every rooftop of the houses. One of the houses' rooftops being included for the light to shine was the house belonging to The Akarui Household members.

Inside the house, the placid gathering on the large diner table between house members enlivened the warmful atmosphere. Sasaki who occupied the seat on the edge left shared jocular laughter toward the other family members after chewing pieces of the crisped Karage. The out loud burst of laughter from Sasaki even forced his daughter who sat on the right, to roll her eyes in bitter annoyance and out loudly groaned.

"At least….I got a good grade even though I'm more into a deadliner person, dad." Hirata argued and mockingly chuckled.

Sasaki sighed and blurted out another piece of advice, "I used to think like you when I'm still new in Doburo Bank."

"As time goes on, being a deadliner was no longer working anymore, especially when I had a lot of tasks to be finished," Sasaki explained composedly. "It's even worse when sudden holidays such as global Superhero problems happen, my boss gave me a lot of tasks too.

"Even though the deadline is like three days later, I still have to finish at least the day the tasks were given," Sasaki added.

As the conversation between the father and daughter continued, Chisato who took the space beside her nephew glanced her concerned stare at him. She caught the glimpse of Hatoshi biting his staggering lips and holding his spun with his constant shivering grip as if he endured the neverending coldness.

The schoolboy slightly noticed he was being watched as he tilted his hefty neck onto the left, capturing his aunt widening her concerned eyes. Flooding hesitation dampened the depth of Hatoshi's mind as he kept gritting his lips.

It even became the center of attention for his close partner who already occupied the seat on the edge right near him and recently swallowed her food. Hence, she landed her mild palm on top of her close partner's other shivering forehands. The soft touch of the schoolgirl managed to convince Hatoshi on darting his sight toward her and grasped a little semblance of calmness by exposing a staggering gleeful smile.

The schoolboy hastily took a deep breath before briskly exhaling the burdensome air away, steering back his sight toward Chisato. He gently retrieved back his forehand from the comforting clutches of his close partner's palm and echoingly cleared his throat.

'I should share my secret right now…so I will not leave them worriedly wondering.' Hatoshi bickered through his mind

The rough conversation between the bickering Hirata and calming Sasaki met its short end when they fixated their glares toward the schoolboy. Regardless, Hatoshi colored his entire face with an affirmative gaze on the front and clenched one of his hands for obtaining a flaring encouragement into his veins.

"Aunt Chisato, Uncle Sasaki, and Hirata." Hatoshi uttered firmly, slowly standing up from his seat.

"Yes, Hatoshi." Sasaki quickly responded.

Hatoshi swallowed a large gulp of his saliva before he broadcasted the announcement, I wanted to tell this thing in the morning, but I realized if I did…it…only left you all worried and confused throughout the night."

"It's okay, Hatoshi we'll listen to you." Chisato ensured herself, covering her worried jaw from ever being exposed to his nephew's eyes."

As Hatoshi was on the brink of freeing his confession, a swarming nervousness frosted his lung and began to let out a hefty whimpering noise. Capturing the whimpering noises, shone a shocking realization through Hirata's eyes as she quickly raised both of her frowned eyebrows in bewilderment.

She even blurted out an awestruck whimper before broadly dropping her jaw and marking him with one of her shuddering fingers. Blurry imagery of Sparror bloomed and clearly replaced her cousin on the spot.

Although the presence of The Flaming Hero was only a projection of thundershock minds, she folded her entire lips. It sealed any guessing from ever exposing Hatoshi especially when she witnessed him putting down the spoon. While Sasaki placed his asserted eyes on both of his nephew's hands that not only trembling, it's slowly channeling the dimming fiery strings on his wrists.

The confession hadn't been let out from Hatoshi's mouth as he felt his throat was stammered by a rough object, continuously crying out a hefty whimper. Enduring the encroaching anxiousness left the schoolboy to shut off his eyes from ever witnessing the pellucid reality. A reality filled with most of his family members eyed either him in distraught and bewilderment, pressing further his trembling-closing eyes.

Eventually, his thought sundered him into the imaginary world where he stood in the middle of the slimy-lavender floor. Shackling snaked-shaped chains bound on every limb of Hatoshi who furrowed a somber glare at the view below and unfurled the saddened lips the more time he spent mesmerizing.

The imminent possibility of his next action blinded his entire vision and cried out a despairful groan, strengthening the shackling chains as a line of blood streamed out, both on his wrists and ankles. A short seconds clips of him hurriedly walking away from his family members, failing on confessing the truth. The absolute truth of revealing his double life simultaneously to all of them.

A flaring flash of furnace soared from above and ascended the scorching sunlight toward the despairful Hatoshi, attracting his perturbed gaze to gaze onto it. Sunlight was being shone by the hovering Sparror who locked an enraged stare on its human host, freeing the dejected lips on the schoolboy.

"To be honest…..I'm still scared of admitting the truth." Hatoshi bickered, coughing a large gulp of blood as he endured the hardened pressure on the shackling chain that bind his neck.

Sudden flashes of glistening yellow lights emanated on both of Hatoshi'scheeks, uplifting a surprised gaze on his eyebrows as he perceived them. An unrelenting gasp of freezing astoundment gusted out from The Schoolboy's sore throat.

He motionlessly witnessed the flashes fluctuating through the above part of his face, brightly shining through the forehead. It also swiftly streamed into both his veins as it tamed the staggering motions within his limps and tied his brains with the slushy strings when they invaded the inside of his head.

The glittering speck of fust freely roamed as the strings soothingly stung Hatoshi's brain and revealed the heartwarming reminder. He warmly steps by step painting assertive lips toward the hovering Sparror.

"But, I have to do it no matter what," Hatoshi murmured, pushing both of his shackled arms that broke the tie with the shackling chain, shattering it like pieces of glass, and continued, "This is the life choice I chose when I supposed to die in that car accident."

"Therefore, I must …commit to it," Hatoshi murmured hushedly.

Hatoshi grunted and repeatedly shouted, "I must commit to it!! I must commit to it!!"

"I…must commit to it!!" Hatoshi repeated the sentence one more time, granting him a chance for his left foot to smoothly shove forward, breaking the shackling chain, and incinerated the remains instantly, "I…must commit to it!"

A crystal clear memory clip of him gently holding Yuna's hands and gazing upon the refreshing night sky materialized into his vision. Moreover, his close partner presented her comforting smile when the invigorating wind fluently passed by both of them.

"I….MUST COMMIT TO IT!!!" Hatoshi cried out the glorious scream with his vision resuming to play the memory clip.

Hence, the temporal memory clips would soon be dissolved into glittering ashes, bestrew upon his brain. The presence of the ashes triggered Hatoshi to expeditiously shattered the last shackling chain on the right foot. He even stomped the ground below until it ignited a vibrating earthquake.

Feeling the achievement of freeing himself from the chain, Hatoshi concisely gazed his prideful stare toward his heroic alter ego. He heaved his grasping hand toward Sparror's direction and freed the unrelenting grin on his lips.

A fluent wave of enlightened-gold hurricane impelled down the hovering Sparror closer to him. As Hatoshi steadily witnessed his heroic alter ego slowly descend, he uncontrollably let out the whimpering burst of laughter and called forth the swarming golden strings, binding his wrists.

"Sparror, let us become one once again," Hatoshi mumbled with flaring excitement showering his voice, "Let us expose ourselves to Hirata….Uncle Sasaki…and even Aunt Chisato."

Hatoshi giggled and whispered, "Deep down, I also wanted to confess this secret to them. They deserve to know this."

"They….deserve to know this secret…at the end of the day." Hatoshi whimpered blithely, dropping lines of tears from his eye sockets.

"Also…at the same time, sorry to say…I wanted to honestly confess this..just for the sake of relieving my mind." Hatoshi mumbled, dropping down more serened tears to the ground.

"Sparror let me repeat one more time, let us become one." The schoolboy added, receiving a clear glimpse of Sparror smoothly landing in front of his eyes.

Hatoshi quickly wiped out his tears and uttered staggeringly, "So we…able to protect this…world for…Yuna and my family too."

Sparkling eyes of gladness embarked on the void black face of Sparror, blinking out the scorching wave on the back. The Flaming Hero comfortably hovered forward and proposed its offering open hand as it went closer to reaching the distance of its human host.

Sparror neatly landed on its hovering feet and enlightened the warmful molten light on its opened palm. The spark of the warmful light clutched on Hatoshi's cheek encouraging him to step forward and hoisting his acceptance palm toward The Flaming Hero who propelled the molten palm.

Both Sparror and its human host, Hatoshi willingly shook their hands before hardening their own grips. The schoolboy in an amenable demeanor nodded his head and relaxedly revealed a smile of gratitude, summoning the abrasive blinding wave across and swarming both of them.

"Sparror, sorry for being a skeptic in this confession." Hatoshi professed, closing his unnerving eyes briefly/

A whirling, human-sized blazing twister burst out from all of the encircling spots available on the slimy ground as the blinding wave speedily extended its existence. The extension of the wave miraculously covered the gloomy sky, transitioning into the mounted-crimson cloth folding the sky.

Fulgurating torch materialized on Hatoshi as he quickly pushed forward his blazing-confident eyes after noticing his limbs being incinerated by the swarm of the blinding wave. Instead of receiving a boiling pain, he pleasantly felt like his body was being shrouded with the solace blanket.

Thus, the swarming wave transcended into the flaring explosion that incinerated everything in the dimension and included the living beings below. The ever-expanding explosion faded out from existence and sent back Hatoshi into the current reality.

More specifically, Hatoshi's staggering feet took a few steps backward and sheepishly declared a smile toward all of his family members who remained in their seats. A bemused frown clouded both Hirata and Chisato who consistently kept their watchful glare on the schoolboy.

While Sasaki locked his anticipative stare and grunted in little sense of shock as he started to capture the flaring glimpses of the furnacing string constructs that chained his nephew's wrists. The presence of the strings became brighter the longer Hatoshi maintained his smile, bringing a shivering shock onto Hirata and Chisato.

"This is the truth I wanted to share with you all, Hirata, Aunt Chisato, and Uncle Sasaki," Hatoshi announced assertively.

Hirata vibratingly dropped her astounded jaw alongside raising her furrow and Chisato exhaled a long gasp of agitation and disbelief. The overflowing shock of the revelation even pushed Hirata to cover her gasping mouth, barricading her from ever uttering a single comment regarding her cousin.

'My speculation is true…my cousin is goddamn…Sparror all along,' Hirata flabbergasted through her mind, leaning back her shivering spine onto the chair, "Oh…my….oh…my god. My….god.'

Although most of the household members endured the shivering shock, Yuna swiftly opened her reposeful on seeing her close partner. Hatoshi who now allowed his lower limbs devoured by the twister, igniting the mirthfulness within her as she chortled in brief seconds and sighed in relief.

The schoolboy relentlessly mashed both of his hands altogether and created the scorching rection through the inside of the house. A chaining rection of the fiery twister fled up and completely devoured the whole traces of his human body, rising the human-sized fiery wave into the house members' glances.

'ZURYAH!!!!" The valiant-contorting grunt echoed across the insides of the room

A grunt that became a clear end mark for the human-sized twister's existence as it vanished into thin air, revealing the central star of the night. The Blazing Hero of Neo Tokyo himself, Sparror unflinchingly stood resembling the eye-catching statue as it shone the sparkling flashes on its orange-armored

The Flaming Hero became the central star presence among most of the surprised household members, especially with Chisato helplessly trembling her opened jaw in shrouding disbelief. Moreover, Chisato frozenly caught the glimpse of the sunlight-like embarking eyes of Sparror's, darting his ensuring glance. A glance for assuring both Hatoshi and himself were the same being all along to every household member who only fallen into either shock or utter disbelief.

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