The next day came and Naobito with the both the young Zenin clan fighters and elders had arrived at Tokyo harbor, to where countless of other sorcerer clans stood and waited. Michikatsu tried to see who was there but got quickly shut down ad covered by an old middle aged elder, many elders joined with the visit, just to hide him from the sight of the other clan.
The Zenin clan elders couldn't bear to be mocked by the other clans, just because of this single disgusting boy from their clan.
Even though they loved talents and praised boys with talented cursed energy or cursed technique. That still didn't mean they wanted to be looked down upon and mocked by the other clans. As such many elders stood up and took the job to shield him from their sights.
"If you were a woman, even that would still be better than what you are now." the old elder inwardly pitied Michikatsu.
But to their mistake, this gave the other clan a wrong impression and idea of the situation instead.
"It seems that the Zenin clan are trying to hide one of theirs!"
"For what reason could it be?"
"Do they perhaps have a someone with greater talent than Naoya?"
"Is he their hidden trump for the tournament?"
Questions like these started to flourish in the mind of the other clans.
Some clan members would think he was great valued talent, others would think that he was the Zenin clans secret trump card.
Thoughts like these started flowing more and more in the different clan elders and leader's minds. Suddenly a clan started to go to meet the Zenin clan. As they engaged in their introduction, the rest of the clans saw what they were trying to do and started to grin while also going to meet the Naobito.
"Sir Naobito Zenin, it's been so long! It's been such a long time. I hope the Zenin clan has been doing good"
"How is your son, I am sure that with his talent surely he could easily get amazing results in the tournament!"
"We will happily..."
"Let's hope our fighters get to know each other's well..."
These leaders and elders all started to round close to Naobito and the young fighter except Michikatsu, who was hidden from the rest by a group of half a dozen middle-aged looking elders.
But soon some elders from the other clan came to engage in conversations with them too. As more and more elders came, the more Elders become distracted and opened more space, which Michikatsu saw and smiled as he sneakily escaped the group formation cage the elders had surrounded him with.
Michikatsu tried sneaking without using his any Cursed Energy to not let any of the elders notice his disappearance.
As Michikatsu was escaping he glimpsed at the elders whom he passed. They all had robes in many colors and some few had logo at their back and arm sleeves.
Most of them he couldn't recognize, as such he thought of them as small clans. While other clan logos such as snake eyes and fangs, he immediately understood that they clan members from the Inumaki clan.
While as more people came closer to the elders, the elders quickly got a gut feeling and came a question on why all these clan members started to appear close and engage conversation with them.
As such the Zenin elders all realized, to which they gave each other a small nod, and came closer together, tightening their formation so the elders wouldn't find out about Michukatsu.
But to their unluck, Michukatsu had gotten long out from the herd of people. As to not get too much attention, he had changed his appearance to that of a human.
"Now, that I am free from those old geezers, I need to know if the info we received on the way here was correct!"
He quickly started looking at the small group of young fighters that were left with one or two elders.
He slowly started, searching around relentlessly, while as he also checked around and for any tough coming opponents.
Even though they received a detailed reports of many of the opponents, he felt like he need to see for himself.
"I am still not completely sure of some stuff, so I need to check on my opponents cursed energy myself. For both a better understanding on them and on the essence of Cursed Energy." Michikatsu inwardly thought while gazing at all the other children.
After he had searched relentlessly with no rest and obtained no payoff. He started to sit down and gaze at all the other kids.
They all had started talk and gotten to know each other around the time the elder left. As he was watching them, he couldn't help but feel like he was back in kindergarten from his previous life.
He quickly started to think back to the time he went for the first time he started kindergarten.
His first small dinosaur backpack, his tight slick back hair, his first shoes that were marked with web for spiderman, his first time meeting kids his age and…his first time he left his mother for kindergarten.
Michikatsu quickly started to recall his mother. In previous life, if there was one thing he thought was the perfect image of a hero, it was be his mother.
When Cole was around four years old, his father had lost his job and quickly became a useless alcoholic father whose time was wasted on abusing his wife and son. This continued for three years.
If she had not made dinner when he wanted, he beat them. If both refused to give him his beer, he beat them. If Cole was crying loudly, he beat him. If his mother was gone to long, he beat them.
Every day that passed, turned the word home into a nice word for hell.
His mother was a nurse so her job schedule was not well planned, but every time there was a possibility to work, she would take it and bring him with her.
When Cole was there, he didn't really understand this, but he quickly become used to the hospital as his second home. At some point most of the regular patients became his first friends.
As such he quickly thought of Hospital as a heaven. In this place, he was not beaten and even had friends.
This didn't stop his father from still beating both him and her, but the amount of times the beatings happened were lessened by a wide margin.
Then someday then his mother had started to cry, on their way home from the hospital, and Cole of course was scared and sad. He had seen his mother cry a few times, but this felt different from those times. As such he tried consoling his mother and asked,
"Mom! What is it? Why are you crying?"
To which his mother replied
"Son! You know your mother loves you, right! More than anything in this world. Cole you are my everything. From the moment you were born, my life was centralized around you. My boy, my beautiful boy. Mommy has not been giving you a good life…Mommy has been a horrible mother to let you live through a life such as this, but don't worry. Your mother has finally the courage to do the right thing. Mommy has a plan on how to give you a good life. So please…please live until i come back for you!"
Cole of course didn't think much and hugged her and replied with a big yes.
He was seven years old child, he was still naïve little child. As he thought his mother meant a good life with him also. For Cole even though his father is abusing him and making his literally life hell, he didn't hate him down to the bone. He still loved his father.
So, his mother stopped the bringing Cole to the hospital, to which the beating from his father started to come back, and they came back worse than ever.
But even through all the pain, Cole never cursed or was mad at his mother. He had only hope that she would come back and give him the good life she promised him.
At some point even his father had asked him.
"Cole! Why are you never asking as too, why your mother left you here with me!"
Cole was shocked, his head had drop of blood dripping down, and his clothes were all destroyed, but they didn't linger or pain Cole as he was shocked at his father him for something different than beer or food.
"Well! I know where mother left, she asked me to be here for her when she comes back!"
He replied to his father quickly with no hesitation. To which his father started laughing violently.
"You stupid kid, your mother is not coming back!"
"She left you! She has abandoned you, Cole!"
"Your mother abandoned you!"
"You probably don't know but she was getting very many troubles from her bosses for taking you with her to the hospital! They probably only let her because, she promised to do the worst jobs!"
As Cole heard this news his mind had broken. His hope, his only and last hope. The promise she had made him. His mind had broken and was only a flesh and bones with no will.
His father couldn't help but continue laughing.
Suddenly the doorbell was ringing crazy, which made his father angry.
"Who is ringing, so much at this time!"
As he went to open the door, he was stunned.
Cole who was still broken down from the words he had heard, woke up by a sound of a shotgun shot.
He quickly rose up and ran to the door. To which he saw his dear mother who was holding a shotgun at a dead body, his fathers body.
Cole was to stun, too stunned to speak, too stunned to process what happened, too stunned to move.
As right after his mother was moving the a shotgun at her mouth and said
"Cole! My dear baby boy! Your life is going to be better now!"
And shot her brains out right after.
Michikatsu was trying to look up, he had remembered one of his worst and best memory of his mother.
Though it still left him mad as he thought he had forgotten those times.
He couldn't help but get angry at these kids, he had stared at.
"If I had not been remined by them of this memory, I wouldn't have wasted time recollecting that incident!"
"What incident?"
A young boy spoke beside Michikatsu.
This young boy extraordinary looking, he was taller than many of the kids here. His appearance could be said to be made from Gods utmost consideration. His hair and eyebrows white as snow, while his eyes light blue, but with a small hint of a darker blue hidden under them.
"Finally! I found him!"
Michikatsu inwardly thought, while giving a big smile.
Gojo Satoru!