Chapter 75"Revelations of the Future

The morning sun rose shyly over Barcelona, ​​the soft glow filtering through the hotel windows like a delicate melody dancing against the uneasy silence. Everyone had slept poorly, the weight of the Sekai Taikai pulsing in our hearts like distant thunder that no one could silence. I woke up well, relief cutting through the air like a gentle breeze as I realized the moon wasn't full the night before, the wolf inside me quieted for a moment I wanted to keep. The group gathered early for coffee, the warm aroma of coffee dancing in the air like a flame trying to warm their cold spirits.

"Ahhhh…" Demetri yawned, the sound echoing like a soft whine as he rubbed his face, the weight of exhaustion dancing on his shoulders. "So today will finally begin…"

"Yeah, man," Eli said, his tone thick with wild excitement that cut through the air like a sharp knife as he grinned. "I can't wait to kick that guy's ass…"

"What face?" Miguel asked, his voice filled with soft curiosity as he stared at him, the weight of the morning dancing in his chest like a melody he wanted to understand.

"The one who messed with us yesterday, from Cobra Kai…" Eli replied, his tone filled with a determination that danced like a flame he wanted to rekindle.

"Ah, that one…" Miguel murmured, the weight of that memory echoing in his chest like a soft thunder as he took a sip of coffee.

As they talked, the sound of glasses clinking against the table cut through the air, but Roby remained distant, his eyes fixed on an invisible horizon, the weight of something unsaid dancing across his face like a shadow he couldn't erase. Johnny reached out, touching his shoulder with a firmness that cut through the silence like a soft knife. "Roby…"

"Huh?" He turned, the weight of the interruption dancing in his chest like a melody he hadn't expected. "Hi, Dad, what's up?"

"What happened? Why are you acting so strange?" Johnny asked, his voice thick with concern that cut through the air like dark thunder as he stared at him.

Roby frowned, the weight of that question dancing across his face like a flame he wanted to hide. "I'm fine, Dad… I'm just nervous about the tournament…"

"No need to be nervous, man," Johnny said, his tone filled with a confidence that danced like a soft melody as he stared at him. "Just do your best and we'll win…"

Miguel's Thoughts: What happened yesterday morning? I heard Roby crying in the bedroom… What the hell made this tough guy cry? The weight of that doubt danced in his chest like a shadow he couldn't erase as he watched in silence, the coffee growing cold in his hands.

I relaxed in my chair, the taste of coffee and food dancing in my mouth like a melody that warmed the heaviness of that morning, the love for that group pulsing through me like a flame that I wanted to protect. Until I decided to help Roby, the weight of compassion cutting through the air like a soft knife. "Hey, Roby… Come on, man, don't be like that," I said, my tone filled with a tenderness that danced in my chest as I stared at him. "I know there are a lot of people watching the tournament, but you don't have to be embarrassed or anything… Just do your best…"

"..." Roby fell silent, the weight of my words dancing in his chest like a dark flame before he glared at me. "Fuck you…"

"!!!" Shock ripped through the group like a bolt of lightning, the sound of that response cutting through the air like a thunderclap no one had expected, faces frozen as the weight of anger danced between us.

"What's this for, man? Are you okay?" I asked, my voice filled with confusion that cut through the air like a dark melody as I stared at him, love for him mixed with the surprise that pulsed in my chest.

"Roby, why did you say that? What's going on?" Sam asked, her tone thick with soft concern as she stared at him, the weight of that outburst dancing across her face like a shadow she wanted to erase.

"You don't know anything, Sam…" he snapped, his voice thick with anger that cut through the air like a sharp knife as he stood up, the weight of that pain echoing in his chest like dark thunder. "One more tip: don't trust that son of a bitch next to you…" He left the table, his heavy footsteps cutting through the silence like a wail dancing in the hot air.

"Roby, hey man, wait up…" Miguel called, his tone heavy with an urgency that cut through the air like a soft flame as he ran after him, the weight of that friendship dancing in his chest like a melody he wanted to protect.

"Clark, what did you do with Roby, man?" Demetri asked, his tone thick with curiosity that cut through the air like a dry knife as he stared at me. "He seems to hate you a lot now… He wasn't like this yesterday…"

"Yeah, man, what happened between you two?" Eli added, the weight of that doubt dancing in his chest like a dark flame as he stared at me.

Johnny was silent, the weight of that mystery dancing on his face like a melody he tried to decipher. "!!" Until an idea cut through the air like a bolt of lightning, the sound of a suspicion he wanted to be wrong echoing in his chest as he stood up and followed Roby, the weight of that fatherhood dancing on his shoulders like a flame he wanted to protect.

I frowned, the weight of that tension cutting through the air like a dark knife as I stared into space. "I just confirmed a few things to him… Things he shouldn't try to take or touch…" I said, my voice filled with a determination that danced in my chest like a melody I didn't want to explain.

"…? What does that mean?" Demetri asked, the weight of that doubt dancing across his face like a flame he couldn't extinguish.

"Do your research, I won't give any more tips…" I snapped, my tone filled with a firmness that cut through the air like soft thunder as I got up from the table and left, love for Tory dancing in my chest like a flame I wanted to protect.

"Clark, wait…" Sam called, the sound of her footsteps cutting through the air like a soft melody as she ran after me, the weight of that worry dancing in her chest like a flame she couldn't extinguish.

"Shit, I hope this doesn't affect our performance in the tournament…" Eli muttered, the weight of that tension dancing in his chest like a shadow he wanted to push away.

Daniel was silent, the weight of that conflict dancing across his face like a dark melody he couldn't play, the sound of his stillness cutting through the air like a thunder no one expected.

Devon watched everything, the weight of that scene dancing in her chest like a flame that she already understood. Thoughts: Clark must have told Roby what's going on between him and Tory... Roby is in love with Tory, that's obvious. Clark must have been mad at him for always being after her... So she confronted him about it last night... That day, she said she was with Clark, her and Sam... Argh, this is going to be shit... There's going to be a fight, I'm sure... The weight of that certainty danced in her chest like a melody that she wanted to silence.

Moments later, Miguel reached Roby, the sound of his footsteps cutting through the hallway like soft thunder as he placed a hand on his shoulder. "Roby, hey, man, wait up…" he said, his tone thick with a friendship that danced in his chest like a flame he wanted to protect. "What's going on, man? Last night I saw you leaving your room and coming back crying… What the hell happened?"

"…" Roby fell silent, the weight of that question dancing in his chest like a shadow he couldn't erase. "Nothing happened, Miguel…"

"What do you mean nothing happened, man?" Miguel retorted, his tone filled with an urgency that cut through the air like a soft knife as he stared at him. "Did you cry? I've never seen you cry, man, you're tough… I need you to stay strong so we can win this tournament… You're the captain, this tournament could change my life…"

"…Not everything is about you, Miguel…" Roby said, the weight of that answer dancing across his face like a dark flame as he glared at him, the sound of anger cutting through the air like a thunder he couldn't silence.

"!!!" Miguel hesitated, shock flashing across his face like lightning as he processed. "I know, man, I worded it badly… This tournament could change our lives…"

"Don't worry," Roby said, her tone thick with a resignation that cut through the air like a soft knife as she stared at him. "I'll do my best in the tournament… I just need to be alone for a bit before it all starts…"

"… Alright, I'll go…" Miguel murmured, the weight of that realization dancing in his chest like a soft melody as he walked away, the sound of his footsteps echoing like a flame he wanted to protect.

Johnny arrived soon after, the weight of worry pulsing in his chest like dark thunder as he stared at his son. "Roby… What happened, kid?"

"Dad… Nothing happened…" Roby replied, the weight of that lie dancing across his face like a dark melody as he clenched his fists, the sound of anger cutting through the air like a sharp knife he couldn't erase.

"Did something happen between you and Clark?" Johnny asked, his tone thick with an urgency that danced in his chest like a flame he wanted to rekindle.

"…Nothing happened, Dad, don't worry…" Roby replied, the weight of that refusal echoing like a thunderclap that cut through the silence as she stared at him. "I just want to be alone now…"

Johnny was silent, the weight of that answer dancing across his face like a melody he couldn't play. Thoughts: No use asking him... I'll ask Clark what happened... "Okay then, kid... Get ready for the first day of the tournament, we need to win this..." he said, his tone filled with a determination that cut through the air like a soft flame as he walked away.

Roby nodded, the weight of that promise dancing in his chest like a melody he wanted to fulfill.

As I walked down the halls, the sound of Johnny's voice cut through the air like soft thunder. "Clark… Wait, I need to talk to you…"

"Johnny?" I asked, my tone thick with curiosity that danced in my chest like a soft flame as I turned to him. "What is it?"

"What happened between you and Roby last night?" he asked, his voice thick with urgency that cut through the air like a dry knife as he stared at me. "I need to know…"

The sound of that question echoed, the weight of attention dancing in the air as everyone behind them stopped, the murmur ceasing like a curtain falling over the silence. "!!" Demetri exclaimed, his tone thick with excitement that cut through the air like a soft flame. "Hey, you guys, be quiet, we have to know what happened…"

"…" Eli fell silent, the weight of that anticipation dancing across his face like a melody he wanted to understand.

"…" Devon remained quiet, the weight of that tension dancing in her chest like a familiar flame.

"What happened between me and Roby last night?" I replied, my tone filled with a simplicity that cut through the air like a soft knife as I stared at Johnny, my love for Tory pulsing through me like a flame I wanted to protect. "It's simple, Johnny… He saw me having sex with Tory last night…"

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Demetri exclaimed, shock flashing across his face like lightning as the sound echoed through the hallway like a thunderclap no one expected.

"!!!! What the hell is this…" Eli muttered, the weight of that revelation dancing in his chest like a dark melody he couldn't erase.

Devon's Thoughts: I knew it… The weight of that certainty danced in her chest like a flame she couldn't ignore.

"…" Johnny was silent, the weight of that suspicion dancing across his face like a shadow he was afraid to confirm. "I figured it would be something like this… Shit…" he muttered, his tone laden with a frustration that cut through the air like a dry knife as he glared at me. "Sorry about that, kid, but I'm not leaving here satisfied without doing this first…"

"POW!" His fist split the air, the sound echoing like dark thunder as it hit me in the face. "Arrrg…" I groaned, feigning pain as I fell to the ground, the weight of that blow dancing in my chest like a melody I wanted to erase, the love for Tory mixed with the taunt I knew he needed to feel.

"Argh, what the hell is your face made of, kid? Shit…" Johnny grumbled, the sound cutting through the air as he backed away, holding his right hand up with a grimace, the weight of that impact dancing in his chest like a flame he couldn't extinguish.

Seconds later, I stood up, the weight of that moment dancing in my chest like a melody I wanted to play. "Hmph… I don't know why he got mad at me…" I said, my tone filled with dark amusement as I stared into space, my love for Tory pulsing through me like a flame I wanted to rekindle. "Your son was trying to take something that was mine… Of course I wouldn't let him… Besides…" I paused, the weight of that revelation dancing in my chest like a wild melody. "In a while, we'll hear some interesting news about Tory… Maybe I need to make a nursery at home…" I laughed, the sound echoing in the hallway like a soft thunder as I left, the weight of that provocation cutting through the air, oblivious to the ears of the Myagi-Do team who were listening to everything on the other side of the wall.

"…" Demetri's mouth fell open, shock dancing across his face like a flame he couldn't extinguish, the weight of that revelation echoing like a melody he couldn't play.

"…" Eli remained still, the weight of that truth dancing in his chest like a shadow he couldn't ignore, the sound of silence cutting through the air like a thunder no one expected.

"…" Devon was silent, the weight of that confirmation dancing across his face like a dark melody. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but did Clark just say Tory was pregnant or am I crazy?"

"That's exactly what he said…" Demetri replied, the weight of that revelation echoing in his chest like a flame he couldn't extinguish. "Wow, Roby…"

Eli punched the wall, the sound cutting through the air like a dark thunderclap as the weight of that anger danced in his chest. "Shit, this is going to kill Roby, man… Damn it, Clark, why did you have to do this…"

"…" Devon fell silent, the weight of that worry dancing across his face like a soft melody as he thought about Sam. "Samantha is going to be shocked too when she finds out about this…"