Chapter 10: Hell hath no fury
The three gangsters looked at Ryoko, laughing loudly, they acted intimidating, "And what are you going to do about it?"
Ryoko shrugged, "Beat you up?"
The gangsters went silent. Sharing a glance between them for a moment, before their laughter echoed even louder than previously.
Ryoko did not care about their laughter and merely stood still. After a few more seconds of laughing, the gangsters became serious.
One of them crouched down to meet Ryoko's eye level and put their hand firmly on his shoulder, this one Ryoko presumed was the leader. All three of them began to exude a menacing aura.
The presumed leader of the three gangsters then spoke, "Kid, I don't want to hurt someone as young as you. So do yourself a favor and run home to mommy?"
Silence followed. The menacing aura increased. The pressure soon reached a bottleneck and exploded. Ryoko, had taken a punch to his face. Not a very hard one mind you, just enough to scare off any regular little boy. But Ryoko wasn't just any regular boy.
Not feeling a thing on his cheek, Ryoko punched back. Not holding back any amount of strength. The man's head was blown backwards by the force of the punch, making him foam from his mouth slightly.
The two other gangsters became concerned, before they laughed it off, still holding the latino woman closely. The boss was surely just messing around with the kid.
After a few moments of silence, the other two crooks began to worry. But alleviating their worries was their boss regaining consciousness.
Standing up rapidly and backing away, the boss looked at the child in fear. That child had knocked him unconscious with one blow, although a well placed one.
"YOKAI! It Yokai!" The boss shouted in absolute terror at the sight of the little boy. Speaking in broken Japanese as well. The goons were disbelieving, of course, but their minds changed the moment the boss turned his head around.
Half of his face was slightly droopy, his jaw clearly shattered. 'That was the reason their boss was talking in broken Japanese', the goons thought.
The two goons shivered and imaged what if they had been on the receiving end of that punch.
The boss man continued to shout hysterically, trying to convince his two goons to help him kill the yokai.
Seeing her opportunity to escape, the woman slid out of the two goons grasp and ran past Ryoko. Thanking him in her heart as she escaped.
The two goons, not thinking very clearly and most likely reacting by instinct, chased after the woman. Ryoko, being a chivalrous 6 year old, stopped them with a punch. Although he did not hit nearly as hard as with my the boss. Mostly because he had a long while to prepare and hit the face, notorious for being a weak spot.
But, Ryoko still packed a powerful punch, especially for a child his age. The two goons felt a fist in each of their stomachs, causing the goons to cough up a mouthful of saliva mixed with a small amount of blood.
Gut punches were no joke.
The goons stood white eyed for a moment, before they retaliated without thinking. The first goon punched the six year old child in the face, while the other went for the gut.
Ryoko had immense strength for his age due to his cursed energy passively increasing his strength.
But Ryoko did not have such immense reserves that at the tender age of 6 he would be able to withstand two physically fit grown men attacking him with all their might.
The instant after being pummeled, Ryoko coughed up a mouth full of saliva and a bit of blood, similar to the two goons.
The two goons backed away, realizing they had just attacked a six year old boy with their full strength. That would be enough to severely injure if not kill a regular six year old.
But as stated before, Ryoko was no regular six year old.
Shaking while standing, the six year old felt the greatest pain he had ever felt. Looking at the two men in rage, Ryoko awakened his cursed technique. Similar to the… next? Timeline Ryoko.
But instead of using it to save a life, he used it to take a life(s). Dashing at the two men blindly, he touched the two of them and touching them with his hand.
Although the men had no idea what was happening, they instinctively felt it. The fear… of death. Before they could act on this fear, they felt themselves rapidly shrink.
Screaming in pain, their faces distorted until eventually they didn't even have faces.
Eventually becoming nothing more than a sperm cell on the ground.
Although Ryoko supposedly had only 'three hours worth of reemergence', that was because his own body protected him with cursed energy, as did the bodies of curses and sorcerers.
And only once reaching around semi-second grade levels of cursed energy reserves would one have enough 'cursed energy potency' to protect themselves.
Feeling his cursed energy depleted by about 70~ percent, Ryoko suddenly felt a lot weaker than usual. The boss man, who had not been turned into a white speck on the ground, felt that Ryoko was a Yokai(demon) in human form.
Ryoko panted loudly, alerting the boss man to his chance to kill this monster. He would sacrifice himself for the greater good, he told himself.
Sprinting at his maximum speed, the boss remembered something he had learned in physics class.
E = MC*2
Jumping at the boy with all his might, he delivered his foot directly on the child's chest. Ryoko attempted to cough Violently, but failed to do so as he was punched again.
The ensuing beat down was not something I should describe. But I shall anyway.
The boss lifted his fist into the air and slammed it down on Ryoko's face with both fist repeatedly. Breaking all of the child's teeth. Which were then instinctively fixed with reemergence.
Gathering more proof that this child was a demon, he attacked with renewed vigor, until eventually he was stopped.
The woman that had ran away earlier was back, leaving a child with three gangsters did not sit right with her.
But she hadn't come back without a weapon. The deadliest of all weapons in her possession, pepper spray.
Oh yeah and she called the police.
Spraying the face of the man with pepper spray, she grabbed Ryoko and attempted to run away with him.
But, she was sadly mistaken in taking Ryoko's hands.
Ryoko's cursed technique had been running wild in the past few moments, and once it found an outlet, it went through it.
Now only 25% of Ryoko's energy remained, not enough to 'spermize' the middle aged woman, but enough to rewind her back into early childhood.
Around 7 years old that is.
Shrinking from her adult woman state, she became a child. Stopping in her trac, she nearly tripped over her now humongously oversized clothing.
She stood still for a few moments, and raised her now small hands to her face. After another few moments of staring at her hands she screamed aloud.
Two thoughts ran through her mind, WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO MEEEEEE and, ITS THAT BASTARDS FAULT!
Running to Ryoko at a slow speed to make sure she didn't fall over, she reached out to him.
Passing his by quickly, she grabbed the pepper spray and began to empty its contents on the boss man. Although she was currently very weak in her 7 year old body, that didn't matter to her as she viciously stomped on the gangster's head.
Ryoko stood still, watching the scene in silence. Thinking about the screams of pain the two goons had let out before their deaths.
Clenching his fists, the child didn't really understand what he had just done, but he did know one thing.
'Stranger Danger'
And it appeared he had put… that stranger in danger. Could this be the meaning of the phrase his mom imprinted into him?
Ryoko nodded to himself. That must be what it meant. So, he shouldn't go near strangers nor use this power on them.
Police sirens blared and the sounds of feet storming on concrete echoed. The woman - girl - hearing this dashed off somewhere.
Leaving Ryoko all alone with the now bruised and bloody and pepper spray-ey body of the boss man.
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Ryoko sat at the police station and felt he would die if he had to sit there any longer. Luckily for him, his parents arrived right on time.
"RYOKO!"
Both of his parents ran to him and began to check him for injuries, finding none they sighed in relief.
Only if they knew.
His mother's voice was cracking up as she asked Ryoko a question, "Where did you run off to?"
Ryoko shrugged, "I just walked out of the building."
Ryoko's mother's anger suddenly had an outlet, Ryoko's public school.
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Hell hath no furry like a woman's.
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