Sasaki Household.
Konan.
Due to the nature of her Quirk, Konan went everywhere Seiki went, which meant she sees everything Seiki sees, and hears everything Seiki hears.
The same was also true for Narumi-sama, Rinka, Azula, D'Vorah... Inque, whenever she was actually in the country... and all of Seiki's maids, but the person that Konan ended up spending the most of her 'focus' on was Seiki. After all, Seiki was the one who had found her that fateful day all those years ago, the one that gave her a home, a family... the one that gave her purpose.
To watch over him, to protect him whenever and wherever she can.
That's why she immediately noticed the difference.
"For listening... no, for helping me, in the conversation that we never had."
All of the sudden, he was no longer tense. That constant unease, the feeling that he must always be alert, that he must never let down his guard... it was no longer there. For the very first time since she's met him, Seiki... relaxed. And to reveal that he was a precog to people he's just met...! Sure, they were family, but family could only mean so much.
Just look at her mother or father (of which she's met neither), or Seiki's father (that she hasn't exactly heard good things about).
But even so, Konan couldn't help but be happy for him.
Because it was like a weight had been lifted off Seiki's shoulders, a weight that only he could see, because that was just the nature of his Quirk.
But Konan said nothing, merely continuing to observe, continuing to protect.
On the car ride home...
"So how was Hikari? Did she pass your test?" Narumi-sama asked, and Seiki didn't answer, too busy staring out the window.
"Seiki~? Hello~? My sooooooooon is ignoooooooooring me...!"
"Huh?" Seiki asked eventually, snapping back into focus.
"Hikari. Did she pass?"
"Oh, yeah," Seiki mumbled, frowning slightly. "I... I guess she passed. But she also figured out I was a precog the very moment she saw me," he added, something that made Konan's breath hitch.
'What?!'
"What?!" Narumi-sama squealed, mirroring Konan's thoughts.
"Hyper Intuition," Seiki said with a sigh, "gives her a perfect read on everyone, on everything. She's pretty much a Super Sherlock Holmes. Saw through me in an instant."
"Isn't... isn't that bad?" Narumi-sama asked, concerned.
"I thought so too... but for now, at least, I've decided to extend her my trust. Because as far as I'm aware, the future is never absolute."
"I see," Narumi-sama said in turn, smiling slightly. "That's good."
And then when they were back at the manor, and Seiki was alone in the hall...
"Konan."
'Hm?' she thought, immediately much more alert. "Yes, Seiki-dono?"
"Materialize before me."
At his words, the hundreds of paper slips that sat flush along Seiki's clothes, against his skin, all peeled back at once. All floating and swirling to form a small sphere before him, all of them coming together to form the purple-haired, orange-eyed woman that would forever protect him. Konan stared up at Seiki quizzically, her head tilted slightly as she wondered why he wanted her to materialize, but she didn't voice the question aloud. All that mattered was that Seiki had told her to, which meant it was something that she was supposed to do.
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"I always forget just how short you are," Seiki said fondly, running a hand through her hair. It was just a small little thing, but the motion made her face flush a vibrant pink. "Aren't you like, 16?"
"I t-think so, S-Seiki-dono," Konan stuttered. Due to her... circumstances, she still didn't know her exact age.
It also didn't help that the less slips that she had with her, the younger she appeared. It was an odd little thing that her Quirk did– she didn't try to look younger, but her Quirk just did it on its own. Seiki had already theorized that one of her parents Quirks that functioned like that, making the user appear younger, and the trait carried over... which made sense somewhat.
But to avoid looking like what Rinka called 'loli-bait,' she actively put more paper in her thighs, butt, and breasts. Now she looked more like what Rinka called a 'shortstack,' not that Konan knew what that was either.
It also didn't help that Seiki, despite only being 11, stood at a solid 5ft3. Standing nearly a full head taller than her, or at least the 'shortstack' her.
"Do you know why I recruited you, Konan?" Seiki asked, and before she could answer, he continued, "Or why I recruited Rinka, Azula, D'Vorah, Inque, or the maids...?"
"Um, why did you, Seiki-dono?"
"Because I was afraid," he answered, his shoulders sagging slightly. "Out of all the futures that I see, so many of them go wrong. So many futures that end with death, with misery. Futures where I'm raised as a child soldier, where I lose everything I've gained... and that made me wary, it made me... well, in all honesty, a coward," he said with a chuckle. "So I used my Quirk as conservatively as possible. Only using it to stack the deck, so to speak. All to make the chances of those futures coming true less and less, but... even if that was something that I felt like I needed, it wasn't exactly something that I wanted."
Then Konan let out an "eep!" as Seiki grabbed her by the jaw with his right hand. His strong, masculine fingers squeezing her cheeks slightly.
And with his bright red and blue eyes staring down at her, she didn't miss the way they both swirled.
'Pretty,' she thought, even as her blush grew deeper shade of pink.
"I can path the future. That means I can hole myself up on the edge of Japan, assuring my safety for eternity... but it also means that I can also do whatever I want," he said, and then his irises swirled once more, his eyes widening slightly as they gleamed with understanding. As if Seiki Yamazaki had finally realized an important truth.
"I... I really can do whatever I want, can't I?"
And then Seiki kissed her.
Konan's eyes went wide as his lips pressed against hers, his tongue slipping out of his mouth and rubbing against her lips before she let it in. Konan closed her eyes in delight as Seiki-dono held her in place, moaning into his mouth as his hands slid down to her neck, then her shoulders, then her breasts... before settling on her ass. Then Konan let out another "eep!" as Seiki lifted her right off the ground, her back pressing up against the wall as Seiki-dono held her up against it, furiously making out with her... something that she greedily returned.
He eventually pulled back from the kiss, panting slightly— not nearly as much as she was— and then he leaned back in, whispering into her ear, "I could fuck you right here and now, couldn't I?" Konan's breath hitched at his words, at the meaning behind them. Realizing that all the times she's had those dirty little thoughts of hers... they were about to come true. And much to Konan's delight, Seiki didn't stop there. "I could pin you against the floor, pushing your face into the carpet as I hilted myself in your tight little cunt. Fucking you right in this very hallway, just using you for all you're worth... and you'd enjoy it, wouldn't you? I bet you'd love every single second of it."
Konan's panties would be dripping wet at that... but her Quirk made clothes inconvenient, so she was always only wearing 'herself.' Which meant that right now, she was dripping right onto the carpet, forming a little puddle of her own arousal.
"I... I w-would, Seiki-dono," Konan answered after a beat, and even though it was incredibly embarrassing to admit it aloud, it was the truth.
"But I won't," Seiki eventually said, pulling back from her. The paper girl very nearly let out a whine of disappointment at the motion.
"That was my first kiss. My first grope, too," Seiki clarified. "If you were some random girl on the street, maybe I'd be less inclined to care... but you're my woman. So of course I'm going to make your first time— our first time, far more special than that," he said, smiling down at her. And Konan's heart couldn't help but clench at his words, still reveling in the way that Seiki-dono had her pinned against the wall... in the way that his strong, firm hands were still digging into her butt.
Those beautiful irises of his swirling yet again.
"On a side note, how do you feel about me going after Rinka? Or Azula and D'Vorah, for that matter?"
"As long as you're happy, I'm happy," she immediately answered. Because not only did Konan know that that was the answer Seiki mostly likely wanted to hear... but it was also the truth. Because if Seiki was happy... she was happy too.
"You really mean that, don't you?" he asked, eyes wide, as if she said something ridiculous.
"Of course, Seiki-dono."
"Just how earnest can you be," he sighed fondly, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "Well, it's cute."
"T-Thanks for the praise, Seiki-dono," Konan stuttered, blushing once more.
"Alright. I'm going to bed... and I think I'll need a teddy bear tonight–" Konan squinted slightly, not quite getting what he meant– "so you're coming with me."
Then she let out yet another "eep!" as Seiki-dono picked her up in a princess carry, her petite figure pressed up against him as he walked towards his bedroom. And that's when Konan finally understood.
T-They... they were going to cuddle!
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Nighteye Agency.
Mirai.
Sitting alone at his desk in the middle of the night, with big, dark circles under his eyes, Mirai Sasaki went over everything that he knew so far. Again.
September 29th, Year 2304.
Seiki Yamazaki registers his Quirk, Trickshot.
October 3rd, Year 2304.
Narumi Yamazaki wins 80 million yen.
November 16th, Year 2304.
Narumi Yamazaki starts investing in stocks. Making... very good returns. This continues to the present day, presumably.
November 22nd, Year 2304.
Narumi Yamazaki starts going to college, pursuing her passions... while Seiki Yamazaki is 'homeschooled' by his mother, rarely leaving the loft they reside in.
Seiki is almost never seen outside... and when he is, he is accompanied by guards and maids. All women that Narumi herself has hired.
In the last 7 years... Seiki Yamazaki hasn't been seen with a single kid his age.
It's been a little over a week since Mirai's 'discovery'... and Mirai really, really does not like the conclusions that he's reaching. But now that he's going over all of the interactions that he's ever had with Seiki, with his nephew, in his head, Mirai just can't help but remember how overly cordial the boy was. Just how unnaturally quiet he is for a boy his age. Mirai wasn't a psychologist, but even he could see that there something was quite right... and he really, really did not want any of these assumptions of his to be true.
"You've gotta be careful, brat," his mother once told him, years and years ago. "Your Quirk is ripe for abuse. So if one of your friends ever asks about your Quirk... and you find this friend wanting to know his future, more than once... more than twice... well, they probably aren't really your friend, ya get me?" and then she let out a long sigh, looking off that porch of theirs. "Just be lucky that I'm your mom, brat, and not literally anybody else."
Mirai had come to like Narumi, he really did. His half-sister was fun, and while she liked to tease him for some inexplicable reason... it was nice, the 'sibling' vibe that they shared.
But Mirai Sasaki, Sir Nighteye, was a hero first and foremost.
And Seiki Yamazaki could very well be a child in need.
"Should I get a second opinion...?" Mirai mumbled aloud, mostly to himself. Because if he was wrong— and he desperately hoped he was— then he'd end up ruining everything with Seiki and Narumi.
His thoughts immediately drifted towards Toshinori... but no. That wound was still far too fresh, and if he did end up bringing in All Might for this, then Mirai knew that he wouldn't be able to undo it. No... Mirai needed to go to someone else that he could trust with this, someone that was far more discreet than the Symbol of Peace. Someone that just always seemed to know exactly what to do.
Even if the rodent in question was a little... unhinged.
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