''Hey, old man.'' A young man said with a grin.
He was walking with his group of friends, and they had disheveled outfits, looking like usual delinquents.
They stopped in front of one shop, where an old man was sitting while reading a newspaper.
The old man turned his gaze towards the young man, ''What you want, brat?''
''So rude~ I am your grandson, yet you act like this.'' The young man looked hurt, but he was obviously acting.
The old man snorted, ''My memory must be fuzzy— I don't remember having a useless grandson like you.''
The young man's eyebrow twitched, ''Fine… You are old and all that… I don't blame you, and you might not remember, but I am your favorite grandson.''
''Is that so?'' The old man narrowed his eyes— he put the newspaper back on the table and stood up.
Even though he is around his 60s, his muscular figure couldn't be hidden under his shaggy clothing.
The young man and his friends got slightly intimidated, but then they remembered that this old man has finished his Age of Deterioration!
''Hmph.'' The young man snorted and pushed the old man, which made him fall down.
''Ugh…'' The old man groaned in pain.
Few passersby's looked at the scene with frowns, but then they saw that group of delinquents was attacking the old man.
They averted their gazes and started walking away.
''Go get the money.'' The young man said towards his friends.
They nodded and entered the shop.
''What a disappointment you are… My son is indeed a foolish one.'' The old man said with regret.
''Shut up!'' The young man roared and kicked his body.
''UGH.'' The old man groaned in pain.
His friends left the shop and gave few bills of money.
''This is all?'' The young man said angrily.
''T-That's all you will ever get… Your future will be full of hardships… You think you can stay as delinquent forever, reality check, you can't…''
The young man grinned and grabbed the old man's gray hair, ''Listen, old fart. Underworld is always searching for new members.''
The old man widened his eyes in shock, ''Y-You wouldn't… That's suicide!''
The young man grinned, ''I have made my decision a long time ago.''
The old man closed his eyes. Not wanting to look at his grandson's face anymore.
''What, you scared of me now?'' The young man grinned viciously.
But the old man shook his head, ''I am mourning. My grandson is dead.''
The young man gritted his teeth hatefully, ''Do you think you are better than me?! You are nothing but an old fossil, way past his prime.''
He glanced at his friends, who seemed slightly awkward because of the conversation.
'I can't lose my respect…' The young man thought, ''Well, I guess I will have to mourn my grandfather as well.''
The old man's body shook.
The young man grinned and kicked towards the old man's head!
Aiming to kill him!
But then…
*CRACK*
''ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!'' The young man cried in agony.
When his leg was about to hit the old man's head, suddenly his leg started spinning 1080 degrees!
Blood left his legs while his bones were popping out.
He fell down on the ground and started crying in agony.
His friends were horrified.
But then, they saw the man who did that.
It was a young man around 15s with short black hair and an attractive face, but there was still some innocence in his face.
''Hmm…'' Aether hummed and looked at the old man, ''Old man, you alright?''
The old man opened his aged eyes and looked at his grandson, who was crying.
Then, he turned his gaze towards the black-haired young man.
''Brother… Why did you start running suddenly?'' A panting young woman came, she looked exhausted, but her face was still lovely and adorable. Her face looked like a porcelain doll, while her long black hair was tied in a ponytail, and her petite body was hugging her tight-looking outfit.
''Sorry, Azura.'' Aether awkwardly scratched his head.
Azura finally saw the scene and widened her eyes, ''Oh my god, what happened to him!''
Aether looked at the young man whose leg was completely crushed.
''Maybe he fell?'' Aether shrugged, 'Joining Underworld? Not happening.'
The young man's friends got rid of their initial fear after seeing that attacker was very young, but there was also gazes of lust aimed towards Azura.
It's rare to see such a beautiful girl.
Aether narrowed his eyes, 'Bastards…'
*SWOOSH*
The delinquents widened their eyes in astonishment because the young man suddenly disappeared!
Aether appeared in front of them with an angry look.
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*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
Aether simply slapped the faces of the delinquents, but that wasn't the end…
The delinquents faceplanted on the ground.
The ground cracked from the impact— it says a lot about the strength of the attack— it wouldn't be a surprise if the skulls of the delinquents cracked.
''Brother?'' Azura tilted her head— why did he suddenly attack them?
Aether chuckled, ''Shall we go? Hospital isn't far.''
Azura quickly nodded, ''Yup!''
Aether took another look towards the old man, ''Do you need a hospital?''
The old man shook his head, ''No… I am fine, thanks.''
Aether nodded and left with Azura.
The old man sighed and took another glance at his grandson, ''From now on, you don't exist.''
The old man entered the shop.
His grandson was about to pass out— he had never felt such terrible pain before.
His friends were all unconscious.
He felt despair— he can't enter Underworld with one leg being crippled.
'Was my decision… Wrong…' He thought and closed his eyes.
Soon the sound of ambulances came and took the young men.
The old man in the shop put the phone down— calling an ambulance will be the last thing he does for that young boy.
Aether and Azura reached the Coldland's Hospital, which was currently crowded with people.
Instead of going to the registration desk, they went straight towards the elevator.
They went all the way to the 10th floor, where VIP rooms are.
It didn't long for them to find out Ichiro's room.
In the room, they saw a skinny young man lying on the bed while he was connected to Breathing Support.
''Ichiro…'' Azura looked emotional— she walked next to the bed and grabbed Ichiro's skinny hand.
Aether sat down on the chair.
''Ugh…'' Azura and Aether perked up their ears— they quickly looked towards Ichiro's face.
Ichiro's eyelids started opening slowly until his fatigued eyes were shown.
''Ichiro!'' Azura shouted with happiness.
Ichiro shakily turned his gaze towards the beautiful girl.
''A-Azura…'' He murmured quietly.
''I am here,'' Azura said quickly— small teardrops appeared on the corner of her eyes.
Ichiro's eyelids started getting heavier once again, and he fell asleep.
''ICHIRO, NO, DON'T DIE!'' Azura shouted with panic— tears left her eyes.
But then a hand touched her shoulder.
She turned her teary eyes towards Aether.
Aether's eyebrow twitched, ''He is not dying— he is tired.''
''R-Really?'' Azura asked, while tears left her eyes like a waterfall.
Aether rubbed his forehead, ''Yes.''
''O-Oh, good.'' Azura blushed out of embarrassment.
Aether sighed and sat back down, 'Yandere…'