Reconfirming The Return Of The Blazing Hero

An early dawn sun brightly arose on the morning scenery as the new day emerged toward most of the world, including Neo Tokyo. The cozy morning wind vastly blew on every rooftop of the hushed buildings and houses available within the abrasive area of the city itself.

Akarui Household also absorbed the soothingness of the dawn wind, especially with one of the upper side room windows widely opened. An opened window that belonged to Hatoshi's room as he stood in front of the windows and closed his eyes. He even opened a comforting smile when the cozy-dawn wind gusted into his room.

The schoolboy smoothly opened his eyes and formed a relieving smirk with him grasping the refreshing placidness. Afterward, he switched his poised stare toward the active computer and on top of his study table, encouraging him to head forward as he perceived his eyes toward the gleaming screen.

Hatoshi briskly leaned his back on the balmy seat of his and rested both of his arms on the table, sharpening his serened stare at the screen. The computer screen revealed the newest artwork he created on the chilling last night within the room.

A full-colored artwork of the bronze vest man kneeling and exposing his whimper of guilt toward the hovering crimson knight on the front. A knight with the scaly dragon armored knight who proposed the offering hand and revealed the rigid, yet charmful smile within his glittering aqua blue eyes. The pale white-colored space from upside down alongside the dawn orange sun shining in the middle of the sky view became the chosen background for the newest artwork of the schoolboy.

He landed one of his hands on the silk-white mouse on his left and slid down the tiny black arrow-shaped icon down, dropping his yearning jaw briefly. More precisely, Hatoshi ordered the cursor on the tiny rectangular grass-green tab below and presented the bright white letters that said, "Post".

'I indeed the main concept of this artwork which is the…mythical knight himself, I made him more acceptance…I guess so.' Hatoshi mumbled blissfully through his mind, embarking on the flashing yellow flashes within his eyes, 'Or more into how I felt right now.'

Hatoshi chuckled and continued, 'The confession may be quite nerve-racking, but hey when I did it…I quite felt relief at the same time.'

'So…of course, I will post this.' Hatoshi added, opening the satisfied smile as he glanced toward the newest artwork and pressed the right side of the mouse.

The newest artwork of the schoolboy popped out of the translucent, neon-blue buffering circle and instantly spawned the newest icon in the middle. A neon-green circular icon with a cotton-white checklist symbol latched on the spotlight of the circle, exhaling g a sigh of calmness from Hatoshi's throat.

Hence, Hatoshi leaned his back onto the chair and fixated his relieved glance on the above interior. His thought ignited several images of memory clips related to the last night's confession through him, convincing the schoolboy to widen his pondering gaze. Furthermore, the memory clips lightened up a mitigating spark within his beating heart as he let out a sheepish chortle.

'Last night indeed both tough and relaxing moment at…the same time.' Hatoshi commented through his mind, sheepishly nodded his head, and swiftly glanced to the left as he caught the noises of movement on the bed.

A gentle presence of comforting someone arrived behind the schoolboy, attracted him to stand up from his balmy seat, and briskly turned around. He witnessed his close partner, Yuna standing and cheerfully unfurling her welcoming smirk as she rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Morning, Hatoshi." Yuna greeted her close partner with a tender tone, tilted her stare onto the left, and caught the glimpse of the screen on his back.

Hatoshi cheerily giggled and replied, "Morning too, Yuna."

"Anyway, did you already post your newest artwork?" Yuna asked with a little spark of joy embarked within her soft voice.

Hatoshi nodded and excitedly spoke, "Of course, I already posted it and for me, I think this artwork might be the best one I ever made."

"It's good to hear that," Yuna uttered with her relief, centering her to the schoolboy who extended his excited smile. A quick observation of her close partner ended when the schoolgirl caressed gently caressed his cheek.

"And it's very nice to see you happy and excited like this," Yuna mentioned gleefully.

A heartily feeling shone into the active veins of Hatoshi as he fluently commanded one of his arms on landing a tender hug on the back of his close partner. The lenient touch of the schoolboy was able to convince Yuna to switch her caressing hand into wrapping hands, landing on the back of his neck.

Hatoshi smiled and said with a bubbly, gladness stream through his voice, "Yuna, thank you for your help on awakening Sparror."

"Without you, I might….I might maybe be doing an insane way of awakening it." Hatoshi murmured as gloominess began to invade his mind.

"I..might jump off from some tall building just for the sake of it." Hatoshi bittered, watching his close partner.

"It's quite a horrible way, Hatoshi," Yuna responded with worriedness emerging into her mind.

Hatoshi grunted, "I know, but…"

"Because of your support and help, I'm very thankful for anything." Hatoshi whimpered, tightening his wrapping arm on the schoolgirl's back.

The schoolboy hastily shook his head and unfolded the comforting smile on his lips toward Yuna, wiping away the traces of the gloominess from ever invaded his mind. Moreover, he witnessed his close partner also toss aside the worrying feeling by allowing her to open a cheerful grin.

The longer Hatoshi spent watching the cheerful grin of his close partner, the more he furnaced the desire within his heart as he placed one of his tenders beneath her right cheek. Both of the high schoolers' faces boiled into steaming red in immersing blissfulness with trading their stares of soothing comforts with each other.

"To be honest, maybe after I'm done with the upcoming battle, I will repay your debt by going to the Yukishari Hills again," Hatoshi remarked firmly, yet shed a tear of gleefulness from his eyes.

Yuna breathed out the vigorous puff and asked, "Are you really sure about that, Hatoshi?

"I'm very sure with that," Hatoshi spoke vivaciously.

Therefore, the high schoolers swiftly leaned their lips onto one another as they now grasped the harmonious atmosphere. Harmony within each other kept resuming as both Hatoshi and Yuna warmly closed their eyes and strengthened each of their holding hands in order to enjoy a more ebullient sensation.

Days of Hatoshi's enduring the endless struggle and the inability of obtaining his Superhero identity were finally over. At the same time, it marked the grand return for Sparror in Neo Tokyo city that would soon face the upcoming danger from The Phantom alongside his twisted humanoids.

Around three or four hours passed, and the bright-yellow sunlight ascended on the clear blue morning sky and spread throughout the entirety of Neo Tokyo. Within the Akarui's household's area, an unforeseen guest recently entered by Chisato opening the front gate, accompanied by her daughter who stood in front of the opened main door.

The guest was one of the heroes, The Cybernetic Chemist Hero herself, Chemistra rigidly scanned her surroundings. A puzzling furrow clouded Hirata's expression and winced as she gazed at The Chemist who slowly took the step forward and kept resuming her heedful scanning process.

'I'm very sorry on saying this, she was one creepy robot lady.' Hirata thought, expanding her puzzling winced.

"Hirata, call Hatoshi to the downstair right now!!" A loud commanding voice from her mother resonated through her ears and continued, "One of his workmates, Mrs. Chemistra was already here."

The morning guest of the Akarui's household finally entered the insides of the Akarui's house. Chemistra quietly awaited the important person she was ready to meet by occupying the singular balmy chair on the left side.

While the enlarged sofa became the seat of Sasaki and Chisato, eyeing their sight toward The Chemist who calmly glared at them. The conversation between the house owner and the guest was on the brink of starting by Sasaki cleared his throat.

"How did you feel about being in charge as Neo Tokyo's Superhero again, Chemistra?" Sasaki asked politely.

Chemistra sighed coldly and said with a stoic tone, "Quite fine."

As the flow of the conversation went smoothly, Hirata, Hatoshi, and Yuna heading into downstairs in order to directly meet the guest. Another conversation was declared between Hirata and her cousin, especially with extending her puzzling wince.

"Is Chemistra always acting like a cold-blooded and very cautious machine," Hirata asked with a little bit of uneasiness frosting her mind, "She quite reminded me, but the positive thing is less weird than him."

Hatoshi chuckled briefly and explained, "I think Chemistra acted like Ever since she decided to turn herself into a robot."

"Okay. So she used to be human just like us?" Hirata released another question by her pressing further her dismayed stare,

"Yup and Chemistra were much nicer back then when she was still human." Hatoshi quickly responded.

The conversation between the cousin ended when the three of them reached downstairs, convincing Chemistra to get up from the chair and suddenly ending her own conversations at the same time. Chisato and Sasaki turned their locking sight into the kids as The Chemist swiftly headed toward their direction.

Yuna who stood on the back of his close part tenderly tapped on his left shoulder which attracted him on turning back his glance onto her. Hatoshi assertively nodded his head and unveiled the warmful smile on his lips, encouraging her to let out a giggle.

Then, the schoolboy switched his attention toward The Chemist and hastily walked forward onto her. Both of them halted their approaching steps when Chemistra and Hatoshi stood in front of each other, trading their resilient stare. While Hirata still broadened her puzzling on wince on keeping her watchful eyes on the morning guest.

"Hatoshi Akarui or should I say, Sparror." Chemistra said with a stern tone, "Let's go to the straight point on the reason I'm here."

"Are you ready to join the upcoming mission, right now?" Chemistra asked bluntly.

Hatoshi immediately let out a brief sigh as he clenched both of his fists that emitted the molten energy through his knuckles. At first, he initiated the confirmation from his parent by precisely locking his concerned stare toward them.

Chisato and Sasaki blithely nodded their heads and freed the grateful smirk onto him, receiving the calmness within The schoolboy with him replied to them with a smile. Then, Hatoshi darted his affirmative sight toward Chemistra who fixated her observative onto him, sharply caught the glimpse of fiery strings through his knuckles.

A flaring twister speedily arose from beneath Hatoshi's feet and swallowed his physical body in less than a second, sharpening relieved eyebrows on both Chisato and Sasaki. The flaring twister vastly dispersed into translucent clouds of dust fled above and fulminated into nothingness faster than the blink of an eye.

The Blazing Hero of Neo Tokyo, Sparror manifested its physical form within the Akarui's household and centered his embarking eyes toward the resilient Chemistra. The absolute would soon be declared with the tiny levitating torch instantly spawned beside the left side of his armored head.

"I'm ready, Chemistra." The contorting, assertive voice of Sparror resonated through the flickering torch construct for foretelling the answer.

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