THE TRIALS: Path Toward Godhood. (warning: MATURE CONTENT) - CH 100

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OK here some little things.

‘…’ are used for thought

(…) are used when Kuroha speak to his others personality

{…} are used for talk on the phone or for messages.

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The Yakuza were relics of the past. Yakuza includes many Japanese crime syndicates that controlled the underworld in the past. At this time, the Yakuza’s influence and power were unrivaled as its members thrived as honorable gangsters. The Yakuza were notorious for their strict code of chivalry unlike today’s Villains.

During the rise of All Might and the age of Heroes, the majority of Yakuza factions were systematically dismantled due to becoming recognized as Villain organizations.[3] The time for the Yakuza as the rulers of darkness came to an end and most were locked away.

Nowadays, Any remaining Yakuza were treated as potential villains and lived under constant surveillance. In modern society, many consider the Yakuza to be small-time thugs on the brink of extinction.

From what he knew, few years ago, one of the few remaining groups of Yakuza, the Abegawa Tenchu Kai was categorized as a villain. Few days later, they were eradicated by a vigilante called Stendhal. Stendhal was now also branded as a villain but his whereabouts are currently unknown.

The reason Kuroha knew all that was that he had once decided to attack that group of Yakuza. But that Stendhal beat him to the punch. Still, he really felt respect for him. He wished he could meet him once and discuss.

Another gang, the Todou Gang, fell not long after.

As such, nowadays, only one group still called themselves Yakuza.

They were the Shie Hassaikai.

—-

Kuroha ressassed all information he had about Yakuza in his mind and told them to Mirko,

“*Whistle* You are more informed than I thought. This will make things easy then.”

She paused and crossed her leg under her. With the pair of panties she was wearing, it was really a tantalizing sight.

“It seems like the Yakuza became a little restless since the day the Massacre happened. In the last meeting, it was decided that Nighteye agency would responsible for this case.”

He nodded but didn’t show any other reaction. The Yakuza were simply a group of rather weak bunch. There was no way they could pose any threat to Nighteye and the other.

He scratched his head. When he thought that, he felt a little restless. As if he was forgetting something.

‘Hum. Perhaps I should look more into this situation.’

Kuroha always hated why some people had an instinct but refused to listen to it. The least one could do was to verify the situation.

“I understand.”

“Also. Master gave you a mission. She said that she will soon find the whereabouts of The hero killer: Stain. She wanted you to beat him once he was found. It doesn’t matter how you do it, even if you kill him. But stain must be stopped. That’s what she said”

Kuroha was dazed for a short while. Of course he was happy, since stain had once been his target. But it was too abrupt. What more,

“Master want me to help people? What did Stain do to her? Or is she bored?”

Milienia was many things, but she was no altruistic woman. She would never ask him to dispose of a villain for no reason.

It wasn’t a question of money either. No one could pay her. He saw on of her bank account, and let’s just say that after seeing so many zero, Kuroha began to question the value of money for a few days.

The Yaoyorozu were rich, true. But it was the fortune spent on a entire clan and their retainer as well as all the workers under them and the diverse project they might have.

But Milienia was an individual. Alone and had no one to care for. He calculated that even if he spent decades of living in luxury that money still wouldn’t end. She was basically richer than some of the richest countries.

The only way to make her do something was if she really had nothing to do. Mirko of course understood this personality, she let out a wry smile as she said,

“You’re most likely right. She must be bored and decided to entertain herself. Anyway this won’t happen any time soon.”

Kuroha nodded, then waited and waited some more. Finally, he said,

“Hum… Is it all? I wanted to go take a bath.”

“My my. Little Kuroha. Seem like you forgot my declaration. I am exactly here to take a bath.”

—–(AN: No bath scene for you guys )

‘I have lost. Miserably’

Kuroha was presently in lotus position as he meditated. One hour ago, the bath with Mirko have proven to be really interesting. Even though they didn’t go all the way, Mirko proved to him that the way Himiko used her tongue was very amateurish.

The day were he wouldn’t be a shota seemed so far away now.

If Momo was level 10. Then Himiko was level 15. Mirko on the other was boss class monsters.

‘What the hell I am thinking about?’

Discarding those distracting thoughts from his minds, he began to concentrate inwardly. He wanted to talk to Madness. He had so many things to talk about.

In his mind, he could already see himself sink slowly in a deep darkness before reaching what looked like a gate.

Just as he was about to open that gate,

~du du du du~

~du du du du~

He could hear his phone ringing. Anyone else would have normally ignored it, but very few people knew his number. Those who did were people important to him.

He opened his eyes and looked at the phone, on the screen, the name, FATHER could be seen.

His heart missed a bit. He hesitated. Frankly he didn’t want to answer. But he didn’t want to ignore it either. Finally, *Gulp*

His finger trembled a little before clicking and accepted the call,

{…}

“…”

Silence was the master. Kuroha didn’t know how to begin, neither could Nighteye,

“How are you?” ; {How are you?}

The two of them spoke at the same time. Making the situation even more awkward,

“You first” ; {You first}

“…”

{…}

Generally, it was the moment where the two began to laugh happily and sweep away the awkward mood. Well. This didn’t happen when the two were socially awkward people.

{*Sigh*, This is truly becoming an embarrassing situation.}

Kuroha smiled a little. He could already imagine him twirling with his glasses. He always did that when he wanted to think or when he was embarrassed.

“You are right. It was indeed a little embarrassing. How things are going there?”

Now that he thought about it, even though he saw him as such, he never really called Nighteye father. He never really thought about it. Perhaps he was a little embarrassed.

{Everything is going well. I decided to make my demands soon. If everything goes well. Minagata will officially become your little brother soon.}

Kuroha nodded. Frankly, this should have happened long ago. Nighteye seemed really slow when it came to relationships.

Of course, he chooses to forget how it took him eight years to finally enter in a relationship himself.

“I am happy for you. I am sure Kotone-san will be really happy.”

{Yeah. *Cough* if she accept. *Ahem* I wanted to ask if you wanted… to be my best man.}

“…”

Kuroha was stunned silent. He didn’t really know how to answer.

{*Sigh* Anyway forget it. It was just a random thou…}

“Wait. Wait. Sorry. I didn’t fell silent because I didn’t want to. I was just surprised… I would be really happy to be your best man. But, why the sudden hurry?”

{… *Cough* See. It seems like that Kotone is pregnant.}

“…. Huh?!”