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Chuuya spotted a mafioso. He immediately unlocked gravity and with the intention to bring him down, he launched at him sporting the red of the ability bestowed to him. They collided onto a wall. Once the evidence of the crash cleared out, he laughed at the scene in front of him. A kid?? He kicked and stepped on a kid??
Chuuya cannot believe that he just kicked a kid with his ability. He almost felt remorse creeping under his skin because of the bandages the kid has, but just brand him fool if he succumbed to that. This is Port Mafia, not even a kid like this must be taken lightly. The lack of reaction from the kid and receiving just a stare from those dead eyes was an affirmation. However, seriously? Is Port Mafia really that desperate to have people as a slave to their organization?
“I hate pain, you know?” was the first thing the kid said. No, he’s a brat. Chuuya rolled his eyes in his mind.
“I will give you options.” Chuuya ignored the pointing out the brat said, “Die now or die after giving me information.”
Chuuya was not surprised when the brat, who’s bleeding yet not even bothered by it, replied, “Kill me now, then.” But he was amused when the brat continued, “All the better if you kill me comfortably and without pain.”
What? “Are you just a suicidal brat in Port Mafia?”
“You are a brat, too.”
“I am not just a brat, unlike you!”
This brat was getting on his nerves, “Why don’t you tell me this Arahabaki you are that you are snooping on?”
Arahabaki. That’s the name of the God of Gravity that’s inside of him. Chuuya is currently trying to find out about this, about himself. He does not have any information about it because his very life only started 8 years ago. All he knew was that he is the vessel for this god.
Without any shiftiness to his expression, the brat repeated the name of the god, “Arahabaki, huh?”
However, he smirked like he just solved a mystery case, “I see. Arahabaki.” Like he knows something.
“You know about it, don’t you?”, Chuuya asked as he put weight on his feet that’s pressing the brat.
“No. Never heard it.”, The brat replied with a cheerful tone, unaffected.
This brat is really testing him. Pissed, Chuuya kicked him on the side of his face and again, it resulted in just the brat just staring at him with dead eyes he owns. It is like a mackerel’s eyes.
“They said that those who step into the Sheep’s territory will be met with fierce and heavy retaliation.” The brat stated. He shifted his head to face Chuuya directly, “I see. So, you are the King of the Sheep. The Untouchable. You are Nakahara Chuuya, the gravity manipulator.”
Chuuya gritted his teeth, “I am not a king! I just happen to have a card up my sleeve, you brat.”
“I see. So, you are just a cocky and over-confident kid. You are the kind of person I hate the most.” The brat declared as if not afraid of the force Chuuya could bring to him.
“And I hate the condescending little fucks like you more than anything in this world.” Chuuya bit back.
Emotionlessly, the brat added, “Glad we have established that we hate each other, Nakahara Chuuya-san.”
“Alright, that’s enough.”
Chuuya’s attention was diverted from the brat to the old man who was just watching the two of them and now removing the white gloves wrapped around his hands, clearly getting ready to fight Chuuya.
“Surrender now, boy.”
Chuuya smirked, “As if I am scared of you, Old man.”
Without any hesitations, Chuuya fought the old man. With the power of gravity, can he really be touched and beaten? No. That’s what he believed.
He got the old man on his knees, after all. He won.
“Got you.” That is what the old man blurted out when he, in return, grabbed Chuuya’s left shoulder. Huh? He’s literally the one on his knees?
“Your ability won’t work on me.“
Chuuya heard the bandaged brat snorted, “Really?”
A hand touched him barely on the side of his neck. Chuuya froze. Chills went through his body from the touch. What the heck. He felt like he’s getting light. This brat-
“You have lost your grip on gravity now.” Maybe the fact that he is untouchable too;
and this fucking brat is the fucking reason.