[ Geoji, Petorozu and Otamizu, They all get dressed well, wearing dark blue suits with ties.
One by one they come at Koudesei's apartment and sit, the table is long, full with different kind of roasted and fried meats,
Plates with White cheese and Blue cheese,
Caesar's salad glistering from the dressing sauce,
Perfectly placed Sushi rolls,
Onirigi packed nicely on soy sauce,
Delicious Noodles and Burgers with smashed beef.
Everyone is having a great time, drinking and eating.
Geoji..putting on his plate a bit of everything,
Petorozu filled his plate with 2 burgers and some cheese.
Otamizu focused on the meats.
While Koudesei watches them be happy, he sips on a delicant ol' wine from his home far away. Crète, from Greece. ]
*Geoji's eyes widen, while loading his plate with a bit of everything-!
Meat, sushi, a burger, all kinds of cheeses, and some of that salad. He grins like a kid on his birthday.*
Geoji : Hah- this is it. Worth every drop of sweat this week.
Petorozu : *mouth full and raises his finger to say something... gulps* Damn--
this is what I'm talking about!
A true meal for THE strongest!
Heha
*Meanwhile Otamizu, eats fast, like he's still in training mode.*
Otamizu : *chewing* Mhm… protein. This is all I NEED.
*Outside the window...
the night deepens.
The clock ticks closer to midnight, and soon… closer to 3 AM.*
*Koudesei sits at the head of the table, his glass of red wine in hand. He swirls it slowly, watching Geoji, Petorozu, and Otamizu laugh and stuff their plates.
The sound of their joy fills the apartment.. something...
Something he hasn't heard in years.
He takes a sip, the bitter-sweet taste pulling him back…
[ Flashback...
A small Koudesei, no older than 9, running around a narrow living room with a cheap plastic katana. He swings it wildly at the air, shouting...
Kid Koudesei : Hyaah! Take that, Omni! You'll never hurt my family or anyone!!
*His father, a tall man with broad shoulders, sits in the corner of the couch.
His uniform half-unbuttoned, a badge shining at the home's light faintly on his chest.
He smiles warmly at his son, his laughter deep and full of pride.*
Father : *chuckling* Heh… Look at you, little warrior. You will grow strong with that spirit boy.
*Koudesei swings harder, tripping on a staircase. His dad catches him before he falls, lifting him up with ease. His father rubs his hair.*
Father : Strong… but don't forget, strength means nothing if your heart's not there too.
Control yourself, alright? *winks*
...
*THUNDER NOISE*
*The memory shifts. A rainy afternoon.
And a knock on the door...
Koudesei's mother opens it, and two POST officers stand there with cold... quite sad... serious faces.
Their words cut like knives :
He didn't make it..
*Koudesei stands frozen, toy katana clutched in his little hands, staring at his crying mother. The katana drops on the ground...
His father,
gone.*
*A sudden attack outside POST headquarters, a security guard caught in someone else's chaos. No goodbyes. No last words.
Only Actions.
Sacrifice.*
*The boy's face hardens. He takes back the katana toy and grips it tighter, whispering to himself...*
Young Koudesei : Then I'll do it.
I.... I promise, I'll protect everyone.
I'll get strong enough.
I'll make you proud, Dad… I'll make mommy happy too...
Vengeance will come.
[ Back to Present ]
*Koudesei exhales slowly, sipping his wine again. His eyes glisten faintly, but he hides it behind his calm, hardened expression..
He sets the glass down, straightens, and claps his hands lightly to get their attention.
Koudesei : Don't choke on your food, boys.
Remember, you still got work tonight huh...
*They nod*
Koudesei : And Geoji...
I know you grew stronger, and better overall. But...
You really need to find the way of how you even transform, alright?
Geoji : *Gets hit with this realization again...
he stares back at Koudesei* Yes.. Sensei.
*Koudesei raises his glass*
Koudesei : Well, im gonna go to the kitchen now...
Grab and prepare our Sweet Desserts..
Geoji : Oh Yess!
Petorozu : Well you're lucky Geoji cause I don't eat half of the Vegetables AND... get ready...
I DON'T eat desserts, only like 1% of Sweets. SO yeah..
Otamizu : My GUY you are CRAZY?!
*Geoji shrugs his shoulders*
Petorozu : I don't know, am I?
Like, right now, I have a feeling of drinking some blood...
*Geoji widens his eyes...*
Otamizu : Hahah, bruh, again...
[ Pov gets to Domena, walking in the hallway...
As she looks outside the night sky...
Admiring it... ]
*She walks to her office, and let's her suitcase of new documents and infos on the table....
She sighs...
and opens it...*
Hm.
*She takes a look at pictures of some civilians and the POST Cleaning Members that took from Zyrinthia.
Pictures of a man, fully dressed in black, not even a single spot where he shows his skin, with a weird looking full mask.
More pictures of the destructions and the grey cigarettes that were on the ground, releasing that corrupting smoke..
And a last picture, kinda blurry, but shows 2 figures standing on top of the building, and below there's Angel kneeling, and the man in black standing....
The two figures from above were more blurred... but...
She recognized one.
For sure.*
Domena : ....Hm... Orange....
...Gluttony.