Pat pat. . .

Your light footsteps were landing quietly on the sidewalk, feeling like you were drowning in quicksand. Like the usual, you were walking down your neighborhood to get home.

It was 11 p.m., and you were just done with a Pro Hero training, but. . You felt something. An alarming feeling was fulfilling your entire body.

A blonde-haired pale and muscular figure showed himself and followed you. When you recognized him, he spoke.

"Oh. . Hi, brat!~"