Chapter 84 The park

"It happened again…" He said staring at Gaia. "An armed group of robbers tried to rob our neighbors"

Gaia shot up to her feet aghast. "Are they okay?"

"Yeah. They're good… A bit perturbed if anything"

"Let's go check up on them," Gaia said, pushing back the chair she sat on.

The wailing of police sirens gained their attention.

"Hey look, did they call the police?" Gaia asked, looking through the broken window pointing at the police car parked in front of Issei's house.

Naruto moved closer to see for himself. He traced the edge of the broken window and made a mental note to repair them as soon as possible.

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"Thanks for your cooperation." The older white haired detective said standing to his feet. The couch he sat on sagged a bit due to his well above average weight.

"Thank you so much Detective Hiroshima." Issei's mom bowed to the detective.

The other detective fingered the edge of the batarang in his hand before scratching his pale blonde hair in confusion.

"There's nothing to worry about, detective. A vigilante posing around as Batman is on the loose."Detective Hiroshima explained seeing the confused look on his partner's face.

"That doesn't explain how he was able to beat all of them," the other detective argued. "I don't think their story adds up. How about the sudden ash and gust of wind?"

"Like I said Detective… Batman." Hiroshima wiggled his fingers in the air. Mr. Hyoudou gave a nod to Hiroshima in full support of his theory.

A knock on the door interrupted them.

"Naruto-san!" Mrs. Hyoudou's eyes lit up when she saw Naruto walk in with two women in tow behind him.

"Mrs. Hyoudou we haven't been formally introduced. I'm Gaia, Naruto's sister," Gaia introduced.

"What?! Oh my, you never told me you had a pretty sister," She said moving closer taking Gaia's hands. Gaia asked how she was feeling which she responded well to.

"Wait, Naruto-san!?" The pale blonde haired detective purple eyes widened drastically.

"Oh, Super Cop, fancy meeting you here." Naruto said, surprised.

Hiroshima and Kuroka looked from Naruto to John.

"Sir, meet the hero of the store robbery incident." John introduced enthusiastically.

Hiroshima's eyebrows went up to his hairline. "Naruto Uzumaki, it's a pleasure meeting you. The police and Kuoh in general can't thank you enough for your brave act." He said, extending his hand for a handshake which Naruto shook. "You live around here, son?"

"Yeah, we're neighbors." Naruto answered.

"I see…" He said staring at the distance. "Well, I believe my work here is done." He nodded at Ms. Hyoudou before going out.

"You live around here? That's great!" John said before he followed his senior out.

Naruto looked at Kuroka, Gaia and Issei's mom who were chatting like a robbery never happened in the first place to Mr. Hyoudou who had his eyes glued to the newspaper. He pursed his lips and stood there awkwardly.

"So, anything missing?" He asked no one in particular. "OK, I'll stop talking and just stand here"

For some reason, Naruto felt left out that night.

(The next day)

Naruto glared at the afternoon sun with contempt, Cans of beer in a nylon bag swayed back and forth with every step he took walking back from a visit to a construction company. He sighed thinking about his broken window. He had more than enough money to repair his broken window but the recent increase in crime rate was really bothering him. In the newspaper, on social media, TV and even little kids all talked about it. Naruto would sometimes pay attention when his neighbors ranted on and on about the emerging issue and the government's attitude towards it.

Pocketing his right hand, Naruto scanned Issei's house in his line of sight with a bored look on. The ORC weren't in so that means they're in the underworld. The Underworld, he idly wondered what it'd look like. Was it like the humans in this world depicted? Well, he wasn't curious enough to visit the place personally.

Naruto stopped when his sensitive ears picked up a sobbing sound. Searching around, he had to do a once over spotting a woman wearing a yellow apron on a cream shirt and white pants squatted beside the Hyoudou's bin with her head buried between her legs. Naruto placed a hand in his pocket intent on ignoring the weird stranger.

Maybe Issei got someone pregnant, Naruto thought before he noticed a long mane of white hair and a purple ribbon.

"Grandma, I still don't have a boyfriend," The squatted girl sobbed.

Sliver, Her hair was silver, He noticed when he got near. She was so absorbed by her sorrows, she didn't notice he was in front of her even when he kneeled on one knee in front of her.

"Oi," He said as he placed a hand on her head.

Rossweisse felt a warm hand on her head and lifted her head up to the face of one Naruto Uzumaki.

"You alright?" He asked with a straight face.

"Uzumaki-san," She wiped her tears. Naruto stared at her trying to memorize her face with his hand still on her head.

"Ho, I had a hunch it was her," Naruto remembered those green orbs and now that she was near, he had a clear picture of her face. Her red, tear stained face.

"I'm fine," She said, removing his hand off her head. The Asgardian wiped off the little tears that escaped her eyes with the back of her.

"Good. Crying doesn't suit you,"Naruto replied before he stood up.

Rossweisse placed her hand over her red cheeks, flustered a stranger, saw her crying and the fact that he complimented her.

"Err, would you like to err- take a seat or something?" Naruto said while gesturing at a bench. "Or a can of beer? If you're thirsty."

"I'm fine, really," She said sniffing, shaking her palms spread out in front of her.

They both stood there awkwardly for a while with Naruto's beer on the floor.

"Um, where are you coming from?" She said trying to steer the topic of the conversation away from her.

"The park. I love visiting the park."

"Ah," She exclaimed, nooding.

"Do you live around here?"

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