Okay, I am still trying to keep everything in a proper pace but still meeting some mental block in how to progress the plot.
Any suggestions on what to do with the Star Wars character that I introduce? Feel free to suggest.
Frankly, I don't know a whole lot about Star Wars besides the wiki. Though, I get the jist of it but I don't know the in depth lore of it.
I just thought of a funny scene. Rias brings Hancock to the anime convention. Just so you know the Big Three and exist in dxd along with a few anime.
My MC knows them but not obsessed and don't forget you won't immediately recognize the said person from a 2d image to a real person.
Anyway, I'm going to try and speed up the pacing at least. And find ways to give everyone a screen time.
I don't know what to choose.
Should I allow my MC to Evolved within Tensura or focus more on the current customers?
Or maybe let Odin appear with Rossweisse then meet How to train your dragon character.
Or maybe add more dates then smut?
Feel free to suggest because I don't know shit.
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- Zyon -
I was in the middle of opening the restaurant, preparing for another busy day, when one of Kie's children burst through the door, bloodied and trembling.
My heart sank as I rushed to his side, activating my sacred gear, Envisionary, to heal his wounds. The golden aura of my power enveloped him, mending his injuries in moments.
"What happened?" I demanded, my voice sharp with concern.
"A demon… it attacked our home!" he gasped, tears streaming down his face.
"Mom… she's hurt! Please, you have to help her!"
Rage surged through me like a wildfire. A demon? Attacking Kie and her family? My fists clenched as I suppressed the urge to hunt down the creature right then and there. But I had to prioritize. Kie and her children needed me.
I didn't waste another second. Using my sacred gear, I warped space to reach their home in an instant. The scene that greeted me was horrifying.
Kie lay on the ground, her body battered and bleeding, while her other children huddled nearby, injured and terrified. The air reeked of blood and malice, but the demon was gone—vanished like a coward. Lucky for it, because if it had stayed, I would have torn it apart.
"Kie!" I shouted, rushing to her side. Her breathing was shallow, her life force fading fast. I activated *Envisionary* to its fullest, slowing time around us to buy myself more moments to work. My mind raced as I imagined her wounds closing, her strength returning. The golden light of my sacred gear enveloped her, mending her injuries bit by bit. I poured every ounce of my energy into healing her, refusing to let her slip away.
The children were next. I healed them quickly, ensuring they were safe and stable. But my focus remained on Kie. She had taken the brunt of the attack, shielding her children with her own body. Her selflessness only deepened my respect—and my feelings—for her. I couldn't lose her. Not like this.
Minutes felt like hours as I worked tirelessly, my energy draining but my resolve unshakable. Finally, her eyes fluttered open, and relief washed over me like a tidal wave. She was alive. She was going to be okay.
But then, to my complete shock, she reached up, pulled me close, and kissed me. It wasn't a gentle kiss—it was deep, filled with raw emotion, as if she were pouring all her fear, gratitude, and love into that single moment. I froze for a split second, caught off guard, but I didn't pull away. How could I? Instead, I kissed her back, my hands gently cradling her face as I returned her affection.
When we finally broke apart, she looked at me with tears in her eyes, her voice barely a whisper.
"Thank you… for saving us."
I smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"You don't have to thank me. I'll always protect you and your family."
After ensuring everyone was safe and settled in my home, I stayed close to Kie, keeping a watchful eye on her.
The events of the day had shaken her, and I wasn't about to let her face it alone. I decided to close the restaurant for the day—business could wait. Her safety and well-being were far more important.
Kie protested softly, her voice weak but sincere.
"You don't have to do all this for me, Zyon. I'll be fine."
I shook my head, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"I want to," I said firmly.
"You and your family mean a lot to me. I'm not going anywhere."
Her eyes softened, and a small smile tugged at her lips. That smile—it was worth everything. She hesitated for a moment before speaking again, her voice trembling slightly.
"Zyon… I realized something today. I love you. Not because of everything you've done for me and my children, but because of who you are. You're kind, strong, and selfless… and I've fallen for you."
I smiled, my heart swelling with warmth.
"I already knew," I admitted softly.
"But hearing you say it… it means more than you know."
I leaned in, capturing her lips in a gentle but passionate kiss. It was a kiss filled with all the emotions we'd been holding back—relief, love, and the promise of a future together. When we finally parted, I rested my forehead against hers, our breaths mingling.
"Rest now," I whispered, brushing my thumb across her cheek.
"You've been through enough today. I'll be here when you wake up."
She nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as she relaxed into the bed. I stayed by her side, watching over her as she drifted into a peaceful sleep.
Soon after, Yasaka and Hancock arrived at the restaurant, expecting it to be open as usual. They were surprised to find the doors closed and the lights dimmed. Concern etched across their faces, they approached me as I stood outside, keeping watch over the place.
"Zyon, what's going on? Why is the restaurant closed?" Yasaka asked, her golden eyes narrowing with curiosity.
Hancock tilted her head, her usual confident demeanor tinged with curiosity.
"This isn't like you. Did something happen?"
I sighed, running a hand through my hair, my anger still simmering beneath the surface.
"Yeah, something happened," I admitted, my voice tight.
"Kie and her family were attacked by a demon earlier. I had to close the shop to make sure they were safe and to tend to their injuries."
Yasaka's expression softened, her fox tails swaying gently as she stepped closer.
"That's terrible. Is everyone alright?"
Hancock's eyes flickered with concern, though she maintained her composure.
"Such a cowardly act. To attack a family... it's despicable."
My fists clenched at my sides as I struggled to keep my anger in check.
"I don't know who it was yet, but I plan to find out. The demon fled before I could confront it, but I won't let this slide. Whoever did this will pay—I'll make sure of it."
Yasaka placed a gentle hand on my arm, her touch calming.
"We understand, Zyon. If there's anything we can do to help, just say the word."
Hancock nodded.
"Indeed. You've always been there for us. It's only right that we support you in return."
I took a deep breath, their words helping to ease the tension in my chest.
"Thank you, both of you. For now, though, I need to focus on keeping Kie and her family safe. Once things settle, I'll track down the one responsible and make them regret ever crossing me."
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- Zyon -
A few days later, Kie returned to her lively self, her resilience shining through as she resumed her work at the restaurant. Her presence brought a warmth that I had missed, and our interactions grew noticeably closer. We shared smiles, light touches, and quiet moments that spoke volumes.
It was clear to everyone—especially Hancock, who occasionally shot us envious glances—that something had shifted between us. Still, she never discouraged me, though her occasional sighs and dramatic hair flips were hard to miss.
With the restaurant back in full swing, I decided to put my search for the demon on hold for the time being. My energy was better spent focusing on my customers and the lively atmosphere of the place.
The usual crowd trickled in—Hayato, Oogway, Doofenshmirtz, Yasaka, and little Kunou, who always brought a smile to my face with her boundless energy.
Netero had taken Bang, Bomb, and Kamikaze to his world to deal with the chimera ant threat. Before they left, I wished them good luck, knowing they were more than capable of handling themselves. Still, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern. Those chimera ants were no joke.
In the meantime, I found myself slipping into a familiar role—one that came naturally to me. I had a big brother demeanor, especially when it came to people younger than me.
Miu Furinji, Hayato's granddaughter, was no exception. She was a spirited and talented young woman, and I enjoyed teaching her the finer points of cooking.
It was impossible not to notice how her eyes lit up whenever she talked about their new student, Kenichi Shirahama. I couldn't resist teasing her about it.
"So, Miu," I said one afternoon as I taught her how to perfect a delicate sauce.
"How's Kenichi doing? Still tripping over his own feet during training?"
She blushed furiously, stirring the sauce a little too vigorously.
"Zyon! He's not that clumsy anymore! He's actually improving a lot."
I chuckled, leaning against the counter.
"Oh, I'm sure he is. But you know, if you keep smiling like that whenever you talk about him, people might start to think you *like* him."
Her face turned an even deeper shade of red, and she swatted at me with a kitchen towel.
"You're impossible! I don't—I mean, he's just my friend!"
"Sure, sure," I said, holding up my hands in mock surrender.
"Just a friend. Got it."
Despite my teasing, I made sure to look out for her. When she struggled with a technique, I patiently guided her, offering encouragement and advice.
When she seemed stressed, I'd crack a joke or share a story to lighten the mood. It was easy to slip into the role of an older brother with her, and I could tell she appreciated it.
We finished preparing the dish, and Miu's grandfather, Hayato, took a bite. He chewed thoughtfully, his expression unreadable for a moment before he nodded in approval.
"Amazing," he gleefully said, showing the widest smile curled up.
"You've improved."
Miu beamed, her face lighting up with pride.
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
I grinned, giving her a thumbs-up.
"Told you you had it in you."
Before the moment could settle, the doorbell chimed, drawing everyone's attention. We all turned to see a young boy standing in the doorway.
He had spiky blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and three whisker-like marks on each cheek. He looked nervous, his hands fidgeting as he glanced around the room.
"Welcome!" I said seeing the boy. He seems familiar.
"Uh… hi," he said hesitantly, his voice quiet.
"Is it… really okay for me to be here?"
I stepped forward, giving him a warm smile.
"Of course it is. Come on in. You're always welcome here."
Yasaka approached next, her golden eyes studying him with a mix of curiosity and concern.
"What's your name, young one?" she asked gently.
The boy hesitated before answering.
"I'm… Naruto Uzumaki."
Yasaka's gaze softened, but there was a probing edge to her tone as she asked.
"And why do you think it might not be okay for you to be here, Naruto?"
Naruto looked down, his hands clenching into fists.
"It's… it's because they say I'm dangerous. They say there's a monster inside me. A… a Nine-Tailed Fox. They blame me for what it did, even though I don't remember anything. They call me names, ignore me, and… and they don't want me around."
The room fell silent, the weight of his words sinking in. Doofenshmirtz, who had been tinkering with some odd gadget in the corner, paused mid-screw-turn and looked up, his expression uncharacteristically serious.
"Wait, wait, wait. Hold the phone. You're telling me they just… left you alone? A kid? And they *blame* you for something you didn't even do?" He stood up, gesturing wildly with his hands.
"That's—that's just *wrong*! I mean, I've had my share of bad childhood moments—like the time my parents didn't show up to my birth—but this? This is next-level terrible!"
He walked over to Naruto, crouching down to his level.
"Listen, kid, you're not dangerous. You're just… misunderstood. And hey, if anyone tries to give you trouble, I've got a *Doofenshmirtz Kid-Protector-Inator* lying around somewhere. Well, I don't actually have one yet, but I could *make* one! Point is, you're not alone anymore, got it?"
Hayato, who had been leaning against the his chair with his arms crossed, let out a low growl. His sharp eyes narrowed as he listened to Naruto's story.
"A village that treats a child like this… they've lost their way," he said, his voice like gravel.
Oogway, who had been quietly sipping tea in the corner, set his cup down.
"Ah, young one… your path has been a difficult one. But remember, the darkest storms often give way to the brightest skies." He smiled gently, his voice calm and soothing.
Yasaka's expression shifted, her eyes narrowing slightly as she processed what he had said. Internally, she couldn't help but notice the faint, familiar energy radiating from him—something akin to a Nine-Tailed Fox, much like herself. But her focus remained on the boy in front of her, her voice calm but firm.
"Naruto," she said gently, kneeling to meet his eyes.
"Having something inside you doesn't make you dangerous. It's how you choose to live your life that defines you. The people in your village… they're wrong to treat you this way."
Naruto looked up at her, his eyes wide with a mix of hope and disbelief.
"You… you really mean that?"
"Of course we do," I said, stepping forward and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"You're just a kid. You deserve to be treated with kindness and respect, not hatred."
The others nodded in agreement, their expressions a mix of anger at the village's treatment of him and compassion for the boy standing before us.
It was then that it hit me—this was Naruto Uzumaki, the same Naruto from the manga Rias loved to read. A ten-year-old boy who had already endured more than any child should.
I crouched down to his level, giving him a reassuring smile.
"Listen, Naruto. You're safe here. No one's going to hurt you or call you names. You're among friends now, okay?"
He blinked, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, before nodding slowly.
"Okay… thank you."
As I stood, I glanced around the room, meeting the eyes of everyone present. Naruto sat down next to Yasaka and Kunou, his small frame looking even smaller as he nervously fidgeted with his hands. Yasaka, ever graceful and kind, turned to him with a gentle smile.
"Naruto," she began softly.
"Where are your parents? Who takes care of you?"
Naruto's expression dimmed, and he looked down at his lap.
"I… I don't have parents," he mumbled.
"I've never met them. The old geezer—uh, I mean, the Hokage—gives me money to live on, but I've been living alone for as long as I can remember."
The room fell silent, the weight of his words hitting everyone like a punch to the gut. Yasaka's golden eyes widened in surprise, and her eye twitched slightly, betraying her shock.
"You've been living alone? All this time?" she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.
Naruto nodded, his shoulders slumping.
"Yeah… it's not so bad, though. I'm used to it."
Yasaka's expression shifted, her usual calm demeanor giving way to something more thoughtful.
She glanced at Kunou, who was sitting beside her, wide-eyed and already looking at Naruto with the excitement of a child who had just discovered a new playmate. Then, Yasaka turned back to Naruto, her voice soft but firm.
"Naruto," she said.
"How would you feel if I became your mother?"
Naruto's head snapped up, his blue eyes wide with shock.
"W-what? You mean… you're serious?"
Kunou, unable to contain her excitement, bounced in her seat.
"Really, Mama? Does that mean Naruto will be my little brother? I've always wanted a younger brother!"
Yasaka chuckled.
"Yes, Kunou. If Naruto agrees, he'll be part of our family."
Naruto stared at her, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to process what she was saying.
"But… why? Why would you want someone like me?"
Yasaka's smile was warm and reassuring as she leaned closer to him.
"Because, Naruto, you're not alone anymore. And besides…" Her golden eyes glimmered as her fox ears and tails appeared, the soft fur catching the light.
"We're not so different, you and I. I'm a Nine-Tailed Fox, just like the one inside you. I understand what it's like to carry such a burden."
Naruto's eyes widened even further, his jaw dropping.
"You… you're a Nine-Tails too?"
She nodded, her expression gentle.
"Yes. And I can help you learn how to live with it, how to control it, and how to be proud of who you are. So, what do you say? Would you like to be part of our family?"
Naruto hesitated for a moment, his emotions swirling in his eyes—hope, fear, and a longing he had buried deep inside. Finally, he nodded, a small but genuine smile breaking through.
"Yeah… I'd like that."
Kunou squealed with delight, clapping her hands.
"Yay! I have a little brother now!"
I couldn't help but smile as I watched the scene unfold. The room, which had been heavy with tension moments ago, was now filled with warmth and joy.
"Well," I said, clapping my hands together.
"This calls for a celebration! Let's make this official with a feast!"
The others cheered, their earlier anger replaced by excitement and happiness. Naruto looked around, his smile growing wider as he realized, perhaps for the first time, that he had found a place where he truly belonged.
And as I watched Yasaka gently place a hand on his shoulder, her motherly instincts were already kicking in.