"Rocky, Uzy, Mikey."
Sheep-like curly hair man with hazel eyes drew a fiery pissed-off look at a single frame picture that nailed on the rough wall. The picture contained three guys with similar spiky hair and all wore black jackets and pants, also they were muscular. They showed a very wide smile with each other.
"You all must die for bullying, harassing, and calling me a loser!" He yelled in distress, "Especially you, Mikey, you stole Lisa from me. I promised with my new system power that I got from an old book, you would all die because you all just LEVEL 1 BASTARD!"
A bluish snowy wind, shiveringly touched the curly man's skin as he sluggishly turned back with annoyance, His lightened hazel eyes met with a tall, muscular man with skin completely covered by icy blue shell and a frozen spiky hair.
The cold blue eyes shone the darkness of the room and went down in sorrowfulness towards the curly-haired man. The hazel eyes man gritted his teeth in pissed off mannerism as his palm emitted a black mist.
Moreover, the black mist morphed into a black small sword with crimson energy surrounding it and constricted by a golden chained handler. Therefore, the curly man was enveloped by a human size, purple barrier before it illuminated a blinding violet light.
The Purplish feathery jackets and black pants covered the curly hair man's whole body and a white crow shape mask, placed like glasses on his hazel eyes. Afterward, a red rectangular board like in the game system appeared above.
"You are just a Level 5 in my system." He uttered in a mocking tone, "While I, Quinton Pultin is actually Level 10 and you are no match against me."
"And you called yourself, Blue Winter, hah, what a pathetic name, bitch!" Quinton added in overconfidence.
Blue Winter sighed in disappointment as he continuously heard the mocking from Quinton. Furthermore, The Icy Warrior engulfed a coldish blue aura when he slowly opened the freezing palm and Quinton aimed his sword that puked out a rolling bloody string on the blade.
"You shall die by my h--" Quinton failed, bringing his taunt into finishing point as his body directly contacted with an icy blast and exploded an icy swarm that vastly corrupted every skin.
His body changed into a well-done ice sculpture that could be placed in an art museum and Blue Winter put down the blasting palms in despair. Pettiness appeared through his icy eyes as he approached the curly-haired man.
Afterward, The Icy Warrior gripped Quinton's head with the icy hands and closed his eyes deeply in regret. A freezing string came out from his fingers before it phased through the freezing sculpture head like a ghost.
"I am sorry for removing your power." Blue Winter uttered in guilt.
A white portal emerged on the room that was enlightened by the soothing golden light from a single lamp being bitten by the snake-like dragon statue on the above interior. A short-haired, half-naked man with a black pants, awaited in front of the huge red door with two thick motif golden bald head men in a straight kick position on each left to right side.
The short hair man crossed his hand and annoyance clouded his expression when he saw a freezing presence got closer. Blue Winter walked out from the white portal that dissolved less than a second, revealed Mistress Foreseen who recently closed her palm before she bowed for the greetings of her dear friend's return.
Blue Winter turned around at Mistress Foreseen with his blue eyes closed and respectfully bowed. Therefore, the icy shell boiled into a warming gulp of water revealed his muscular body and the long white pants that he wore.
"Good Afternoon, Blue Winter, how's the mission going?" Mistress Foreseen asked with a little bit of concern
"Fine." Blue Winter uttered with a cold tone.
"Of course, it's always fine for him." The short-haired man joined the conversation in a harsh tone and sharpening disgruntled look towards Blue Winter, "Because he is just a person that wants to enjoy his guilt trip by what, becoming a criminal right?"
Mistress Foreseen gritted her teeth in steaming anger and approached the short hair man with him, taunting Blue Winter who had his look put down by gloominess.
"Southern Shield, enough taunting Blue Winter!" She yelled, "I agree he was the cause of the Xan Xiang tragedy, but I am not going to stay mad at him forever unlike you and he became somewhat like a criminal because he thoughts that the only way to prevent any potential threat!"
"The thing was we were taught to be a hero and honorable warrior, not a peasant or criminal!" Southern Shield countered with anger, "What he did can be counted as a criminal because he attacked a person that hasn't committed a crime. Yes, that orphan boy scum named Quinton had evil intentions, but the thing is you couldn't be a hero when you become the aggressor, Foreseen!"
Mistress Foreseen held her fist and Southern Shield put down the crossing arms.
"If you know it's wrong, why did you still wanted to defeat Blue Winter?!" Mistress Foreseen screamed in bothersome.
"I wanted to prove that I am a better Shaolin Warrior than him!" Southern Shield shouted on top of his lung, "And did you remember that he is the one who established the rule that we can take his job if we could defeat him, right?!"
Blue Winter only stuck in silence and showed a glimpse of guilt as he went down. Mistress Foreseen left shakingly speechless through her fist and closed her eyes in defeat. Afterward, she sighed in tiredness before she was shocked to Southern Shield who still kept the annoying smugness.
"Fine, let's just continue your sparring match with Blue Winter now." Mistress Foreseen bickered as she rolled her eyes.
Southern Shield shrugged off towards his Shaolin comrades in arrogance and left them in a spiteful atmosphere. Mistress Foreseen patted the sorrowful Blue Winter on the shoulder with white light shone through her eyes.
"Blue Winter, just do what he wants to do. Besides it's only just like a little practice right since there is a potential opponents you want to face at Neo Tokyo." Mistress Foreseen comforted The Icy Warrior in a soft voice with telepathic communication.
"Perhaps so." Blue Winter mumbled telepathically in a little bit of a nervous tone and drew a forceful smile towards Mistress Foreseen.
Misaki with her black blazer leaned on the holographic chair head and observed a blue holographic screen that displayed a blurry picture of Blue Winter, went to the white portal after putting Quinton in a resting, freezing state. She sharpened her eyes to the screen and scrolled down the screen with the holographic mouse to find further information.
"Mysterious Icy Man: Is he a villain or hero?" a news article headline showed up and she raised her eyebrows in surprise. Below the headline, a picture of Blue Winter throwing the icy blast towards a menacing hoodie guy arrived and locked her deep curious eyes that made her groan.
"In my eyes people that so-called Anti Heroes like Blue Winter, they are all just villains who are saner somehow," Misaki commented bothersomely within her mind.
" Honestly, it made the recent Supervillain like Hollow more consistent.'" Misaki added within her mind in more annoyance.
Behind Misaki, there was a blue metal bed similar to the autopsy and investigating corpse. On top of the metal bed, Hatoshi laid down there with closed eyes and an immobilized body with a sudden twist, his decapitated part, such as his arm and leg, completely grew back again.
The schoolboy slowly opened his eyes and lifted half of his body with unstable breathing exhaled from him. His forehead was showered by the sweat of tiredness as the loud breathing convinced Misaki to her attention onto Hatoshi by turning around the holographic chair.
"Hello Hatoshi Akarui or should I say, Sparror." Misaki greeted with a polite tone
Hatoshi was stunned by Misaki's calm reaction and rolled his eyes with a little suspicion. A little suspicion that this person knew his secret identity before his eyes widened due to he grabbed the possibility of how she knew it.
"Oh shoot, she knew it because I was unconscious at that time and somehow the Sparror armor was gone." Hatoshi frantically murmured within the mind.
Thus, He glanced at Misaki again as he chuckled in nervousness while she remained calm. Furthermore, she gave a smile towards Hatoshi and somehow, made his expression more relaxed, yet a little bit embarrassed with a brief debut of boiling red face.
"Hello too, Misaki." Hatoshi greeted while rubbing his back while nervous sweat dropped by on his forehead, "I guess thank you for the hospitality."
"And sorry for not capturing, Hollow." He added in a regretful manner.
Misaki deeply chuckled before staring with grateful eyes towards the schoolboy before she got up from the chair. Then, she folded Hatoshi's palm and nodded.
"It's okay, Hatoshi, and thank you for saving papa's life." Misaki thanked him in a deep tone.
"You're welcome too, Miss Misaki."
"Just call me Misaki for now."
Misaki's grateful look switched into a more serious one and walked away from Hatoshi. His head was put down in a glimpse of regrets still influencing him. Then, he looked towards the screen that still showed Blue Winter.
"Honestly, I think if that white assassin comes back, I probably need other heroes' help." He said in a concerned tone towards his mind, "Such as Zero maybe, yeah I am not sure with him because he is not a full-time Superhero in here."
"Maybe that guy or Misaki because I am literally stuck in some Superhero cave and I don't really ask her because she most likely avoiding it." Hatoshi added within his mind as he locked the eagle stare towards the screen, "I am not sure with all the choices. But, the thing was if I did it alone, I am really afraid of making the same mistake again."
As the schoolboy focused on the screen, the sound of the misty breath of the machine opening was caught by his hearing. Hatoshi slowly turned his attention to where the sound originated from, met an interesting discovery especially with his ace blushed in embarrassment when he met Misaki stripped off her entire cloth and revealed her glossy white skin.
Hatoshi was so aroused by the beauty of her body that affectionate eyes appeared and the blushing red on his face got steamier. Furthermore, his face now had a similar color as strawberry juice as saliva lines dropped from the lustful stare like a dog.
"Although, I already shared a bath with Yuna when we were almost late at going to school, I still couldn't resist seeing a good body especially when she turned around." He admitted within his mind and began to curse himself, "Damn it horny thought."
While Hatoshi was in fact centered his attention towards Misaki, he saw a greyish metal liquid opened a wide jaw and swallowed her whole attractive-looking body that the school boy gazed at. She literally became a metal version of herself after the metal liquid attached to her.
Then, her body began to morph that being started by her shoulder pulled by a metal liquid into a blade edge-like shape. Her feet were reshaped into tiger feet type and her fingers extracted into a syringe. The transparent wire merged into one with her stomach as the metal hair turned into liquid that covered her whole head to forming a robotic helmet with a cylinder tube planted on the back side.
Hatoshi moaned in amazement as he continued to witness the transformation of Misaki before she turned around with her front appearance became different, more resembled a humanoid. The Prime Minister's Daughter had her face covered by a metal mask, pupils that turned into metal silver with the eyes socket turned into void black and her breast flattened almost like a metal board.
Lastly, her whole body is reshaped into a triangular-like thin similar to an alien-like. Moreover, Hatoshi frowned in shock and little spice of excitement with the sudden change of Misaki's appearance and even her body structure.
"Wait a minute, you were Chemistra all this time?" Hatoshi asked in an excited tone.
"Yes and if you are ready to face Hollow again, I would be pleased to help you." She said with her voice now resembled somebody speaking in hologram.
Hatoshi got up from the metal bed and showed a smirk of excitement towards Chemistra. He lifted his fiery and swooped it to the left, summoned a flaming twister that consumed the whole human body. before the flaming twister vanished and Sparror was back on the scene.
"Thank you and I accepted your aid." Sparror exclaimed in confidence, "So, shall we start discussing this….Hollow….guy background and a plan to beat him together."
"Okay, let's begin, now," Chemistra replied in a deep tone.
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