章 53: Chapter 52 Against Todoroki Men

I have to say, I have no grudges against Todoroki men. They just match.

If you see any mistakes, feel free to write. I'll fix it.

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The darkness of night, the light of the moon illuminated the earth. The milky white light shining through the darkness was painting the earth and continuing the sun's mission.

The stars took their places in the sky. They had finally found their opportunity to reveal to mortals on earth their light, which they could not reveal in the sole dominion of the sun. Despite being thousands of light-years away, they continued to shine brightly.

In this state, where the earth was bathed in lights, a particular room of the Todoroki house was illuminated by the light of the moon. However, due to the atmosphere inside, the person inside was not in a position to appreciate this beauty.

The moonlight entered through the window and illuminated only one area. The rest of the room was covered in darkness. A nauseous stench hung in the room, the sour smell stuck to the air of the room so that even the winds could not rip it off.

The messy room was in a state that could cause sanitary people to faint. Food utensils were scattered around the room. Food was also found at the bottom of the food containers and on the floor.

Besides the scattered containers were bottles of liquor. Wines, vodkas, etc. that the rich can drink. Empty bottles of drinks were everywhere. Unlike the food, there was not a single drop of alcohol left on the bottom.

Pieces of torn clothing were scattered around. Shojis in the room was torn, Fusumas were smashed, Tatamis were removed. What could be called furniture had been smashed long ago. The room was not only messy, but it was also wrenching due to the destruction of its historical beauty due to its old structure. [EN: Shoji Paper wall used between rooms and windows.

Fusuma: The Sliding Door, the wall.

Tatami: Ground cover.]

The center of all this mess was Yoshino leaning against the wall.

Yoshino's condition was worse than the room. His upright hair had fallen out long ago. His hair was greasy and tangled. Dandruff and various bits of food settled in his hair, almost lice-infested.

His face was collapsed. Deep sorrow settled on his wrinkled forehead, his eyebrows frowning with sadness and regret. His eyes were empty, it was impossible to find any emotion or light. A dirty beard appeared on his baby butt-like hairless jaw.

He leaned against the wall, his back hunched over, his arms collapsed in front of him. For days, his only routine was drinking, eating, sleeping (fainting) session, which resulted in a quince belly in his muscular belly.

"Zzzzz..." Yoshino's empty expression has changed slightly. A small thread of drool appeared from the corner of his lips, and his empty eyes became wavy. He had fallen asleep with his eyes open or passed out.

Tap! Tap! Tap

The footsteps appeared in the empty room. Rhythmic, clear step sounds appeared one after the other, adding sound to the quiet room.

The wind followed the footsteps and washed the room. Hot winds took on a chilling chill with the sound of footsteps. Accompanied by increasingly powerful step sounds, a thin dark air settled into the environment.

The moon's glow faded, crimson-black colored air took its place in the dark corners of the room. The temperature of the room dropped, a faint odor of blood could come into one's nose.

Yoshino, asleep, had to wake up. Starting with his spine, the cold that made his whole body shudder triggered instincts and forced his brain to wake the body. Since primitive times, sleep in such situations has meant death. The brain had to wake or sustain the body by force so as not to die.

A black hole-like black but bright pair of eyes emerged from the darkness. Uncontrollably scattered but somehow pleasing to the eye, white hair gleamed, bathing and shimmering in the moonlight. The darkness parted and a face with sharp features emerged.

"Ha..." Yoshino had a sad voice coming out of his mouth. His head shook slightly, the saliva flowing from the edge of his lip fell off his clothes. His eyes regained some of their light.

But that was the whole point. His vision was extremely blurry. The body of the person in front of him was wavy at length and the atmosphere was blurred by his unfoptiated vision.

"Pathetic." A manly voice brought extreme contempt behind it. Beside his cold tone were humiliation, contempt, and ridicule, inflaming the anger in Yoshino's heart, which trembled from the cold.

He stopped when he got to the window. His Adonis-like body was bathed in the moonlight. His face gained an otherworldly charm. When his eyes met with the slumped, pensive Yoshino leaning against the wall, his fit and handsome face was in stark contrast to his worldly demeanor and otherworldly countenance.

"Che... Look at this pathetic person. He just collapsed and gave himself up for a drink. And like a pig, he just eats, drinks, and sleeps. It's ridiculous."' He sarcastically clicked his tongue. The wavy figure Yoshino could see shrugged his shoulders sarcastically

"You..." His forked voice was revealed. He wanted to ask him who he was and by what right he was saying this to himself, or he just wanted to vent his anger.

At the same time, a suspicion arose in him that the other person was a hallucination or an image formed by the combination of alcohol and bitter feelings. Were those words something he felt for himself in the depths of his heart? Makes sense now that he thinks about it. However, the other side did not allow him to complete his words.

"Shut up. I'm not interested in talking to a pig. Keep your worthless words to yourself." The man's words caused Yoshino's shoulders to tremble in anger. His words were too harsh. He had drawn the anger of Yoshino, who was especially sensitive and vulnerable after his last experience.

"Hm?" The person turned his head to Yoshino's face. Yoshino's face was writhing with anger, and in his empty eyes, hatred and resentment of the man's words appeared. A slight laugh came out of the man's mouth.

"Are you mad at me? How cute. Even then, it's funny how you show me your anger. Come on, do your best to hit me." The man clasped his hands together and encouraged him with sarcasm.

Yoshino grits his teeth. He exhaled full of anger and alcohol. His heart was burning with rage, every cell screaming to punch him in the face.

But he couldn't. It was impossible for him to even move, let alone stand up. His balance mechanism was upset due to alcohol, and his dizziness made it impossible to stay straight. He didn't want to fall because of his numb legs, especially because he had been standing still for days, and increased the teasing of the man in front of him.

''...'' There was no word from the man. After staring at Yoshino for a while, he headed to the window and turned his body. He put his arms against the window's edge, rested his waist against the window, took his head out of the window, and began to watch the sky and the stars.

Silence, absolute silence engulfed the room. The wind blew softly, first stroking the body of the man in the window, then airing the room. The sound of rustling grass and trees due to the windy night was the only thing that could be heard, crickets slowly beginning to appear.

"I despise you, Yoshino. I despise you as a man, as a boyfriend with a girlfriend, as a selfish man, as a human being.'' Person's black eyes shone with starlight. His black eyes reflected the blue-purple sky, looking awfully at the vastness of the universe.

"You... I...'' Yoshino opened his mouth to say something, but he closed it. He despised himself. Deep in his heart, he cursed himself and his weak personality and made fun of him who fell into this situation

"You... Who are you?'' Those two words came out of his mouth. Even though he saw it as a figment of his imagination, he felt the need to ask. There was a small feeling in his heart that told him it wasn't a dream, and he had to confirm it.

"Me? Heh... I'm the one your wife cheated on you with." A star slipped and the man's raven black reflected through his eyes. His hair was dangling down, succumbing to gravity. A smile appeared on his face that a victorious man could reveal.

Yoshino's expression stiffened. His blurry vision, oddly enough, instantly improved. His brown eyes cleared and he turned to the youth, who was leaning himself against the glass.

Blake stuck his head out of the window and leaned back. He tilted his head to the side and glared mockingly at Yoshino. His lips curved upwards, forming a half-smile. He just stood there, challenging Yoshino with his demeanor.

Yoshino's lungs began to work rapidly. His heart was scorched with rage. His hands, which he couldn't gather power, became fists. His eyebrows were frowned upon.

That was really him. He was the young man his wife cheated on him and had wild sex with. He was a young man who had sex with his wife all night and marked his wife in various positions. The youngster, who had been a guest on his dreams and repeatedly dismembered him with his bare hands, was now smiling sarcastically at him in front of him.

Right now, Yoshino was burning with unspeakable rage.

"That's good anger." Blake shook his head in a relaxed expression despite encountering Yoshino's scorching fury.

"But are you really in a situation where you need to focus on this anger?"

Yoshino stopped. He tried to make sense of Blake's words. Wasn't it enough for him to have sex with his wife, and now he was telling her that he couldn't even handle his anger? How arrogant could he be?

"Hah..." Blake sighed deeply. He tilted his head back and pushed himself forward.

"I'm not going to tell you anything. I'm already getting a bad taste from this. In short, if you don't do something, I'm going to steal your wife from you." Blake started rubbing his chin. He had this disgusting taste in his mouth that he left his wife in another man's arms.

He could make sense of Yoshino's experiences. This disgusting taste and the feeling that he was being cheated on were really bad. He swore from the inside that it would never happen again. [EN: It won't happen. It's part of the development of the relationship with Teka, and I'm going to make sure it doesn't happen again. So you're in good hands.]

"So you better pull yourself together and get out of this situation or your beloved wife will fall into my arms.'' Blake left his villainous words behind and headed for the exit. He had made his intentions known, said what he had to say, and did his little help. Instead of standing here listening to Yoshino's anger or words, he wanted to discharge himself by making fun of his cute girlfriend.

"Wait..." Yoshino called out in hopes of stopping Blake. He reached out his hand and tried to lift himself.

Pat!

However, it failed and fell to the ground. As said before, his balance mechanisms were upset due to alcohol and his body was numb from inactivity. He couldn't stand up before resting for a few hours.

Blake came to the dining room door and smoothed his ugly expression before opening it and stepping inside. He wanted to wash away these disgusting feelings from his heart with the cute reactions of his lover.

The reason for what you just did was pretty simple. He couldn't stand Teka's situation any longer.

Teka became more absent-minded day by day and her depression became more pronounced. It didn't matter how tough she was, she was a woman and a woman who loved her husband very much. Her fight with him and what happened had affected Teka more than Yoshino, but her proud personality wouldn't let that out.

But even her proud personality could hold her emotions and impending depression to a certain extent. Every day the sadness affected her more and more.

In addition, the workload on him was increasing day by day. At first, the job was full of 2 rooms, it was increasing. Teka was doing her best not to show this at home and was doing things outside. But even when she did that, she still had two rooms full of work at hand.

In such a situation, her fractured emotions were getting worse. The proud figure who faced the world; She became a lonely, small, fragile figure by the day. That high-headed queen-like woman was melting every day.

Blake couldn't take it anymore. Teka didn't deserve to go through this. No matter how selfish her choice was, she had to visit Yoshino and convince him by beating him if necessary.

However, he eventually gave up on doing so. He had decided that his words would be more effective than punches. The mere introduction of himself should have been enough to stir up his selfish desires and the part of him that didn't want to leave Teka to him. And it was just as he thought. From the eyes he saw in his final moments, he had confirmed that he would act soon.

"Anyway, for now, I just have to think about Fuyumi." Blake shook his head before opening the door. All this was something he had to think about when he left this house.

He opened the door in one pull and revealed the image inside.

"Natsuo, you shouldn't eat treats so recklessly. Our guests brought them. Wait for him."

''But they are so good. My brother-in-law has good taste."

"Brother-in-Law... Yes, Blake has good taste."

''Hıhı...''

''...''

Inside the room, he saw Fuyumi warning her brother who looked like her. However, the warning was cut off as Fuyumi blushed at a single word. Enji watched the two of them and their conversation with a cup of tea in his hand, frowning.

When the door opened, the trio turned their heads to Blake.

"Blake, you're here. Go this way. I've prepared your tea." Fuyumi's face lit up when she saw Blake. On a few jumps, she reached out to Blake and suggested it.

"Thank you." Blake agreed with a warm smile. He followed behind Fuyumi, who was bouncing happily and sat down at the table.

Fuyumi placed the treats Blake had brought on a plate and placed them in front of him with his tea. She bent her legs and sat on her knees next to Blake.

Blake took a few bites of the treats and sipped his tea.

"Good." Blake had an unconscious smile on his face. The tea was so much better than he thought. It had a mild flavor, and its mildly warm heat caressed his throat, tickling all taste buds.

He swirled the tea in his hand as he focused on the cup. He realized that his tea was completely different from the tea others drank. It was more transparent and fragrant and was carefully prepared. Even the pot was heated, as if by a tea-making master.

"How?" Fuyumi asked in hope as she held the tray with both hands on her chest. Her grip on the tray tightened. She was worried that Blake wouldn't like the tea she carefully made.

"It's good. "He nodded with admiration. It wasn't the best tea he ever drank, but the care he could feel made it the best tea he'd ever had.

"I'm glad." Fuyumi pulled the tray to her face and hid her smile. Blake's few words were enough for her to rejoice, a healthy blush appeared on her face. A warm warmth that could melt her heart enveloped her entire chest.

The dessert Natsuo was holding fell onto the plate. His eyes, filled with shock and bewilderment, were fixed on his sister. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had never seen his sister's current demeanor before.

Fuyumi has always been a smiling and always glowing person, Natsuo knew that but this was the first time he had seen her current attitude.

All her reactions came from the bottom of her heart, with no ulterior motives or extra emotions. Her joy shone like sunlight, the redness on her face and the evident love in her eyes was so pure and beautiful. It had even unconsciously affected him.

Most surprisingly, these reactions were born out of a few simple words. Two words, such as "Its good.", were enough for Fuyumi to shine and blush like the sun. Natsuo didn't know that his sister loved him enough to be so moved by any of the White-haired youth's actions.

"I said brother-in-law but... Are you really dating?'' Natsuo couldn't help but ask. Their reaction was more like a newlywed couple than a lover.

"Yes. We're going out." Blake shook his head without hesitation. He didn't care if his words frowned or irritated the red giant inside the room.

"Oh, congratulations." Natsuo shook his head and congratulated them. He was happy that her sister had found someone she loved.

Fuyumi unconsciously grabbed the side of Blake's clothes. She was impressed by how clear Blake was, even in the face of his father and his stern gaze.

Blake glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and grabbed her hand with his free hand. It caused her to have another little surprise.

"I don't remember confirming it." As the two were enjoying their moment of love, a stern voice was heard. Blake turned his head towards the source of the sound, Enji Todoroki.

Enji put the tea he was sipping on the table. He turned his hard, callous eyes to the duo. Fuyumi, the target of his eyes, shrank, intending to let go of Blake's hand, but Blake held her hand tighter than before.

"What do you mean, father-in-law?" He asked with a relaxed smile.

"Don't call me father-in-law, boy. I have not and do not approve of your relationship.' After pointing his finger at Blake, he returned to Fuyumi. His hard looks and frowns put unconscious pressure on her shoulders.

"You've been very brave since your grandmother arrived. Looks like you forgot who was mentioned in this house. As I said before, I'm the one who decides your relationship." Enji had a solid tone. He was not going to let anyone get in the way of the plans he had in mind.

He planned to first place Shoto in #1, then pass the top 10 on the hero rankings to his grandchildren. For this, Fuyumi and Natsuo had to marry powerful Quirk owners.

He wasn't sure if Blake had a strong Quirk. He had to investigate first and then confirm it, but by then he was openly opposed to the pair's relationship.

"I-I..." Fuyumi shrank when she felt the gaze of her childhood nightmares on her. Normally she was too scared to say anything, but strong and reliable hands gripping her hand allowed her to say a few words.

"-love... B-Blake." With the other hand, she held Blake's hand and spoke with timid stares. She never thought of doing something like this before, but those words had come out of her mouth, thanks to the unspoken confidence Blake had given her.

"I don't care, I decide who you get relationship with-" Enji frowned with a disgusted expression that showed disgust. Love and pure love were small things besides achieving real power, and it was very disappointing that your daughter believed such nonsense.

He wasn't just supposed to educate Shoto, he needed to educate his other children. But he couldn't do it while his mother was here. He should have made amends between his mother and father and changed the way his children thought.

"Hahahahaha..." As Enji was lost in thought, he heard a laugh that forced him out of his thoughts. With a scowl, he turned to the source of the laughter.

"What are you laughing at, kid?" Enji looked at Blake like he was looking at a lunatic. Natsuo and Fuyumi turned to Blake, wondering why he was laughing.

'''Sorry. I'm just so funny that a man who can't even manage his marriage properly interferes with other people's relationship." Blake wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The breathing stopped, Fuyumi and Natsuo were looking at Blake in disbelief. Blake's words hit his father's biggest soft stomach right now.

"Boy, be careful what you say." Flames appeared in Enji's beard and hair. His emotionless words and actions conveyed what Blake could do if he kept his word.

"What are you going to do if I don't? Come, bite me. I want to punch you in the face." An aura that was equally dominant as Enji's erupted from Blake's body. His mocking gaze turned as cold as polar ice.

Whether it's her closest or her father, she wouldn't let anyone intimidate and control Fuyumi like this. This was also true of other women.

The two's feelings and cold looks intersected. There's a tangible tension running high in the room. The tension was like a stretched bow, unwanted things would happen in any move.

"You're brave, boy. Are you willing to make me, the second-ranked pro-hero Endeavor, your enemy?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Enji's face. He didn't seem to take Blake's challenge seriously, spreading his hands and trying to gauge his reaction using his name.

"If you just keep that shitty mouth open a little bit more and keep trying to manipulate My Fuyumi, I'll have no problem doing that."

Enji's expression turned ugly. He liked Blake's aggressive attitude, although his words bothered him, his scathing words were an insult to his honor and he was genuinely considering beating him.

"B-Blake, t-there are some flowers I want to show you in the garden. I-I raised it myself. Want to see it?" Fuyumi suddenly stood up. She aligned her body between Blake and Enji and proposed to Blake. Her pupils were constantly pointing at the door, her gaze carrying a pleading look.

''...'' Blake didn't answer. He looked at her face. Fuyumi's testimony had mixed feelings. She was happy that Blake had spoken for her, but she didn't want the man she loved and her father to be at each other's throats and fighting.

Blake's statement has softened. He set Enji aside while he held her hand. As he rubbed her palm with his thumb, he spoke warmly.

"Sure, babe. Let's go outside."

Fuyumi took Blake's hand and almost dragged him to quickly exit the room. She could foresee that if they stayed here any longer, undesirable things would happen between the man she loved and her father.

Blake let Fuyumi drag him as he gave Enji a side-view. His lips formed a sarcastic smile that inflamed Enji's anger.

The door closed violently. Natsuo and angry Enji were alone in the room. While Natsuo was quietly eating his food, he had the attitude of "don't care about me, I'm not here."

But if one had a chance to look into the eyes hidden by his bowed head, he would see great amusement settle in.

Fuyumi and Blake came out of their house under Fuyumi's leadership. Fuyumi didn't stop running along the way, but when they got outside and took a deep breath, she finally stopped and started walking.

She clasped her hands behind her back as she walked along the paved garden path, shaking her head from side to side. She was bouncing after walking a few steps and a soft song came from her mouth.

"What is that? You seem a little too happy." Blake was taken aback by the girl's inexplicable reaction. She seemed a little too happy, despite threatening to beat his father. He didn't think she'd react badly, but he didn't think she'd be this happy, either.

"I'm just relieved, that's all." Fuyumi stopped. She turned to the side and tilted her body forward. She had a relaxed look on her face.

She thought Blake would squeal or turn cold when he met his father. But on the contrary, he had talked for her and was angry for her, defying her father. This made Fuyumi very happy.

Did she love her father? Yes. Fuyumi was the one who loved her father the most among her children, but still wasn't one to get angry with Blake for getting angry on her behalf and threatening to beat her father.

Moreover... He called her "My Fuyumi". That added happiness to her happiness.

"Hm..." Blake's eyes are slightly squinting. A subtle voice leaked from his lips. A mischievous gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Then shall we continue the second half of the punishment?" Fuyumi stopped. Her hands unconsciously thawed. Her cheeks threatened to turn red as she stared at Blake with sweet horror.

"B-But you said it was over," It wasn't that she didn't want to if the next punishments were going to be like this, she didn't see any problem in making mistakes. However, she was aware of her shy nature and worried that if such sweet punishments continued, she might eventually die of embarrassment.

"Punishment end and appear only when I want them."

"This is very oppressive and one-sided."

''So you do not want?''

"I want to." Fuyumi grabbed Blake's suit and accepted it. At the end of the day, he wanted punishment with that evil charm.

She was aware of how far ahead of the other girls she was and wanted a place in Blake's heart like them. She agreed because she thought this sweet punishment would bring the two closer together.

Fuyumi didn't know it, but She was already used to this harem thing and adapted.

Blake's lips curled up to create an attractive smile.

"Then close your eyes."

She closed her eyes without hesitation. She didn't think Blake was going to hurt her, but rather what the punishment was. Maybe there'd be a hug, or an embrace, or at best, a few kisses Blake gave her on the back of the neck that gave her a chill.

As Fuyumi contemplated what the punishment would be, Blake lowered his head and covered her lips with his.

''!!!'' Fuyumi's eyes opened violently. Her emotions were replaced by shock, the embarrassment that came out of nowhere, more shame and incredibleness.

Fuyumi's emotions clashed as the warmth of her lips mingled with each other. She was happy to finally kiss Blake but saddened that her first kiss had gone like this.

She put her hands to Blake's chest, but she didn't push him. Her fingers clenched his clothes. Her eyes were replaced with half-moon-shaped, compassionate, and loving gazes. The look in her eyes carried emotions that would make the person melt from the warm heat.

Blake pulled back his lips after a few seconds. He put his hand on her hair and spoke as he rubbed it lightly.

"How was the punishment?"

''It's... beautiful...'

''Do you want more?''

"Y...Yes..."Fuyumi.exe had stopped working long ago. Instead, Fuyumi's feelings and desires for Blake remained.

Blake closed her lips again after lovingly looking at Fuyumi. This time, their kiss lasted longer than the last.

The two continued to kiss as they bathed in light. A few more minutes later, Blake split his lips and talked.

"I have to go." He held her chin with his fingers, stared her in the eye with love. He spoke in a moderate tone.

"O-OK." Fuyumi accepted obediently. She didn't want Blake to go, but she already realized she couldn't have him alone and she couldn't keep him alone. So after she nodded and accepted, he threw herself at him.

She wrapped her arms around Blake and buried her head in his chest. Before the wave of shame hit her, she decided to be brave as possible and gain an advantage. She had a long night to fight with shame.

Blake wrapped his arms around her body. He put his lips to her head and kissed her flower-scented hair.

The two broke up after a while. After saying goodbye to the girl, Blake left and headed home.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" A woman's cry filled the night sky. It had a bitter tone, carried by wailing spirits, and made the entire neighborhood rise. That night, the neighborhood would burn with the news that it was overrun by ghosts.

However, Blake, who had just started running home now, knew that it was Fuyumi's cry of shame. A chuckle escaped his lips. His shy girlfriend's actions amused him as always.