My Hero Academia Deku's Dad 소설 & 이야기

Someone much more powerful and dangerous. "Who are you?" Dad asked, dropping his gun as he took a cautious step back. I noticed his claws slowly pushing their way through his skin, emerging from the crevices of his gums. He was on the verge of shifting. "Don't even think about shifting, buddy. These bullets," he sneered, a smile spreading across his face, "Are crafted from pure silver. And my aim never falters, especially when I'm targeting the heart." Dad stood there, his senses heightened.

Among the five esteemed elders, two held significant roles in my life: my grandfather, Pops Hiromichi, and my father's assailant, Uncle Hajime. Pops Hiromichi, a tall and imposing figure, approached us with a smug smile. "Kasumi, my dear granddaughter, how delightful to see you. I trust you received our invitation?" Pops... You watched your son die before you. You imposed my father as the Alpha of the Red Sun pack, yet why were you supporting your second son now? What made you decide to approve him as the next Alpha after learning he slaughtered Father? Those words wanted to come out. This grudge was boiling inside me, wanting to lead me to slaughter them... those other elders who remained b

Edna was instantly completely limp and couldn't explain anything. “Eee… that, Uncle Zyan is also Elyseen's dad. But now Elyseen's dad is uncle Acelon." "Is it because Uncle Zyan has died?" "Um... yes." Edna replied uncertainly. Let it be this time Elyseen thinks so. As time went by, she explained it to Elyseen slowly. But now she still has one lie that she hasn't told. Regarding Zyan's death... she had not had time to admit it in front of Acelon. She wasn't sure that Acelon listened to her words when the man was unconscious. And it seems that Acelon doesn't know the news of Zyan's death yet.

Dad approached me and peck my cheek, “James, I’m sure you met my daughter.” “Of course. Mia Lucas. One of my student in history. How can I forget?” I smiled confusingly and turned to my Dad. “Dad, why are you here? I don’t recall meeting you here.” “Oh, I came to see James and to offer him a spot in the Legion. As what I’ve said, I’ll be seating as the leader and next week is the inauguration.” “A spot? What?” “James would be my advisor. He had gathered many details about werewolves for the past years and he would be a big help upon my regime,” Dad said, smiling widely.

It’s only then that I notice a figure to my right, none other than Uncle Zuko. He is standing only a few feet away, his tall frame leaning against the wall. His hands are in his pockets, and he has his ever-stoic expression on his face. He is just staring at Mommy, his eyes not leaving her. “Uncle Zuko, what happened to Daddy?” I ask through light sobs. “There was an accident. Your father’s car was blown up, right after the Alpha meeting.” He states without batting an eye. Then why was he already here? Why was he not with Papa?

He said as his eyes scanned each of us. "You didn't tell me you were bringing more people." "Yeah, sorry about that-" I started, but my father cut me off as he stepped forward. "I'm sorry, but I don't think we actually met properly." My father said, stepping around me to greet Ace. My Aunt and my Dad stand just behind me, and Marcus and Xander stand to my right. "My name is Thaddeus Anderson. I'm Reid's father, and the ex Alpha." My father said, extending his hand to Ace.

(40 minutes later) << Uhm, Jewel.. your dad would like a word with you...>> oh Goddess I'm in trouble now, I take the phone and head into my room once more to talk to him (( Hi papa )) << Don't hi papa me young lady! not only have you left home but you found yourself a man and did not tell me! I had to find out when Drew almost passed out from a pain in his neck during training! and now you want me to give up another daughter! you've set out to kill me haven't you? is this your rebilious phase? >> (( calm down dad, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, things just got out of hand really quickly and Jade bit him on impulse ))

Megs answer him. "Do you know about the story of the quint and old piano that my son, Mr. Gonzales Nike Drion owned?" I heard the old woman's voice again. Wait—! "Deku! Did you heard a piano? A piano?!" I asked him and run towards him to make him notice me! "I heard a beautiful rhythm of piano..." he suddenly closed his eyes as if he was really watching someone's playing that piano! "Wait! Wait! Deku! Open your eyes! Cover your ears! Don't listen to it!" I tried to punched him over and over! But his eyes we're already closed and he didn't even fight me back!

He looks exactly like Seras if she were eight feet tall, made of magma, and wearing a chef’s apron that says “Kiss the Cook or Get Charred.” He takes one look at Seras and his flaming beard flares brighter. Kōjin (voice like a bonfire laughing): “There’s my girl. Took you long enough to come claim your inheritance.” Seras (tears evaporating before they fall): “Hi… Dad.” He pulls her into a hug that somehow doesn’t incinerate her. Then he turns to the rest of us. Kōjin (grinning at me): “Storm queen. Still making oceans apologize?”

When Yohan heard this, his eyes brightened at once, and he said excitedly, “I see! Mrs. Moorsum said that my dad never showed his face. He must be a superhero like Iron Man and needs to save the world, so it’s not convenient for him to show his face!” Hearing this, Estelle was both amused and helpless. “Well, you can say that.” Mr. Mysterious saved her, her mother, and the two children. And he was indeed the superhero of them. “Wow, Dad is so cool!” Yohan said with his face full of admiration for Mr. Mysterious. “He must be swamped saving other humans. It’s okay that I can’t see him now. I can see him in the future.” “Good boy,” Estelle said with a smile.