"I see..." Isanari whispered, after hearing Fuutarou's story about what happened on that night in Kyoto. It was just the two of them in a park near their house.
"You... don't sound horrified.... Shouldn't you be reporting to the police by now?...." Fuutarou commented awkwardly. Isanari shook his head.
"No point. The investigation's already halted." That fact shocked Fuutarou, causing him to stare at his father in disbelief.
"Wh-what?"
"Yup. Right after the announcement about the incident at the warehouse. The investigation was suddenly reported to be halted a couple of hours later. Which means there's some organizations at play here." Fuutarou was stunned. How could his father come to that conclusion immediately? Shouldn't it be because of the lack of evidence that they cancelled the investigation?
"You might think I'm crazy, but that's actually true. There was no logical reason that they would suddenly cancel the investigation, not when the deaths are that high. Now, I'm not sure which gang in Kyoto pulled the strings, but they must've threatened the force."
"And you might be wondering, why would the police force simply bow down to them? Well, that's cuz of the power they wield. And I'm not just talking about the money side of things. I'm saying the Japanese army won't have a chance against them." Okay, his father must be high on something.
"Did you get injured?" His father pointed at the small graze wound on his cheek.
" Yeah I did... almost got my head shot by a bullet... But... I don't know.... When the guy held up his gun, I somehow knew when he was going to shoot and predict the trajectory of the bullet..." Isanari widened his eyes hearing his son's words.
"I see you've unlocked Observation Haki."
" The Observation what?" Fuutarou glanced at his father who smirked.
" Oh my son... get ready for a learn something new."
.....
"So you're telling me, I have a potential to unlock this Haki. Which if trained enough, could potentially allow me to see the future for a few seconds, tank bullets and explosions to the face, and knock out thousands of people around me? Dad are you sure you're not high—" Fuutarou suddenly felt a chilling pressure pressed onto his whole body. He looked at his father who grinned as he stared down his own son.
"Ya feel that? That's the Conqueror's Haki I was talking about." And just as fast as it came, it disappeared without a trace. Fuutarou rubbed his head, side eyeing his father. " You could've went a little easy on me, geez...."
"I could've, but I wanted to flex." Fuutarou deadpanned at his smirking father. " I wonder how mom fell in love with you sometimes..."
"Oh, she fell in love with my irresistible charm!" His father gave him a thumbs up.
"Yeah more like the irresistible urge to vomit." Isanari grumbled at his son's words.
"Kids these days..." He sighed before looking back at Fuutarou again.
"Well since you unlocked Haki. I don't see a reason why I shouldn't help you improve it."
"Sure dad..." Fuutarou muttered silently before he looked at a certain direction.
"What's wrong?" His father asked, immediately noticing his son's change in mood. "Nothing, it just doesn't feel good ending a life even though they were evil..."
Isanari remained silent before he knelt down in front of him. "Listen, son. Sometimes in life we're forced to take choices that we're definitely going to feel guilty about it later. I wasn't exactly innocent either... You see, despite me telling you that Black Dragon doesn't kill, we were forced to be heartless sometimes... Including me..." Isanari looked away.
"Back then, your mother's life was in danger. She was taken hostage by someone powerful. I obviously went to save her. Usually, I only deal superficial wounds, wounds that my opponent can survive from." His father sighd.
" But this guy forced my hand... Not only was he a danger to me and your mother, he was a danger to everyone else, the whole of Japan. I was sure that no prison could hold him due to his tremendous Haki, and so, I made a choice to end his life."
"Your mother never knew that I killed him. She was knocked out from the Conqueror's Haki during my battle. She still thought I had left him knocked out on a dump somewhere until the day she passed." Fuutarou remained silent as his father told him the story.
"I also felt guilty like you. But I was forced to swallow it, treat it like a passing memory. I constantly reminded myself that if I had let him go on that day, he would only cause more harm to others."
"What's done is done, son. You can't bring them back. But what's to say they will be corrected to become upstanding citizens if you had sent them to prison? That's also a possibility." His father patted his shoulders.
"Don't think too much about it. But what I want you to do is to keep feeling uncomfortable about it. Do not ever get used to it, I do not want you to lose yourself."
"Yeah... Got it..."
"You up for some training?"
"Sure..."
...
" Yo, welcome back to Shibuya! " Mikey grinned as he dapped Fuutarou up. Fuutarou laughed as he hugged his friend for a brief moment.
" Mikey! Glad to see you again! I missed you guys!" Fuutarou shouted back at the blonde haired midget as the gang gathered around the two of them.
"So what happened while I was gone? Get into any fights recently?" Fuutarou asked them.
"Nah, things have been hella boring lately. Remember the gang of elementary school girl harassers we beat up? They're all in jail now." Kazutora grumbled while flipping a coin. Fuutarou smirked at the good news.
"Ha! Good luck to them, hope they don't drop the soap in there!" Mikey joked. Everyone laughed with him. They started walking around the neighborhood aimlessly while asking Fuutarou about his short time in Kyoto.
"You changed." Mikey commented. Fuutarou hummed and raise an eyebrow at him.
"You've become extra serious all of the sudden. What really went down there?" Mikey asked him nonchalantly. Fuutarou sighed.
" I met a girl." Fuutarou explained simply. Baji nodded.
" Understandable. Have a good day—Like hell that explains everything! Tell us the details! " Baji glared at him. Fuutarou laughed.
" Okay okay. You got me. Listen well everyone, this is what loving a girl can do to you."
...
" Man, that shit was so wholesome.... Now I wish I can love a girl. " Baji grumbled. Kazutora meanwhile had an expression of pure disbelief.
" Damn, she kissed you on the cheek. You lucky bastard. " Kazutora commented. Mikey huffed and crossed his arms.
" What's so special about the promises? It's like your life is like an anime or something." Mikey grumbled. Fuutarou chuckled, staying silent while his friends voiced their complaints.
'I'm doing just fine mom, don't worry about me...'
...
One year later. Today was Fuutarou's birthday. The birthday wasn't some big flashy party, just a normal one with a normal cake. The Uesugi family sang happy birthday to Fuutarou and ate the cake Isanari baked together.
The debt was all but paid off now due to Isanari's and Fuutarou's efforts. With the website and advertisment created by Fuutarou, Isanari's bakery gained lots of business and gradually became the most popular bakery in town. Though strangely the customers were mostly delinquents from different gangs.
Fuutarou grinned as he looked at the envelope which had the words 'salary w/ bonus' written on it. It was his birthday gift from Shinichiro. He received a lot of gifts from his friends. Baji gave him a skateboard while Kazutora gave him a bunch of different manga collections. Draken gave him a lot of cool clothes while Mikey gave him an actual punching bag as his birthday present.
Meanwhile, Takebayashi and Sanada gifted him some sketching supplies and some workbooks. Raiha gifted him a bracelet she made herself. Last but not least, Isanari gifted him a new phone, not just any phone, an iPhone.
Fuutarou smiled at the memories. He stared at the pictures of him and Rena, immediately sitting straight.
"Alright, let's not waste anymore time. I have to start studying for the midterm exams now."
To be continued.....
(Where are my power stones and reviews mannnnn?)
(Bruh why do so many stories have 18+ in literally every chapter, so now people can't write something without being a sex crazed maniac? Literally no progression with the story just full of dih and snu snu. This is not me flaming romance stories, I like them, just bummed out that I can't have a normal clean story nowadays.)