Hojo stretched his arms and yawned. It was 7 in the morning. Sunlight brushed his face, his iridescent eyes absorbing it with no chance of reflection. He threw off the blanket, hiding his face from bright sun.
"Who opened the curtains?" Hojo stood up, pulling on his socks, then shoes. A yellow robot came in his room, folding the messy blanket and straightening the bed and pillows, while its metal legs were constantly cleaning the floor below through spinning brushes fitted to its feet.
"You are a good boy, Yellow." Hojo took off his clothes, his body was muscular, not bulky. His muscles were very tight and dense already because of his daily training routine. He didn't consume protein and any other muscle building supplement, just natural protein rich food.
Exercising daily wasn't his interest, but compulsion. If he would not exercise, his body would suffer muscle atrophy and other body problems like osteoporosis.
"I'm not a 'boy'. I don't have any gender." Robot left the room after cleaning whole floor. It was so clean that Hojo could see his face as reflection in the floor.
"These robots sure have their own pride." Hojo muttered as he slipped on a white T-shirt that clung to his body, slightly stretched across his chest.
After drinking some water from the water bottle on the table, he left the room, adjusting his messy hairs.
"I'm feeling very energetic today. What's in breakfast, Pink?"
Speakers and mics were present everywhere in the house, so no matter where you are, you can call any robot from anywhere. Hojo was going toward kitchen when Yellow stopped him.
['Yellow' is name of a robot.]
"You have an urgent call from Usami, do you want to pick up the call or should I cut it?"
"Usami? What he wants from me at this time? Pick up the call." Hojo didn't paused to talk, moving toward kitchen as he could talk from anywhere.
"Hello. Hello. Hello! Hojo!!"
"Why don't you just tell me reason you call me?" Hojo took a full burger in his mouth from the slip of kitchen.
"Come to the address I just sended to your chip. We have to go to meet few simurians with Maru. Don't late."
"He cut the call." Robot said, returning to his work.
"No problem."
After eating few more burgers and some fried rice, he left the house. "But how will I go there?" He walked out in garden when he saw a car.
That car was standing prepared before his house to pick him up. He got in and car drove him to the location.
"Why the hell he sended me location if he already prepared a car for me?"
*****
Car stopped before a desolate building whose construction was only half-finished. Hojo comes out of car and saunters in building.
Inside building, he founds Usami standing with Mino. Maru was also present there.
"Hey, you are that boy from that day. What are you doing here?" Maru shouts in surprise.
Hojo ignores him completely and steps toward Usami. "Why do you call me here?"
"Because I'm paying you for this. Now follow me." Usami stepped toward stairs to go above.
"Why are you staring at me?" Hojo said as Maru was staring at him from beginning.
"I'm just confused why are you coming with us?"
"Thought me as a bodyguard of Japan and you also"
"Exactly. You understood what we were expecting from you." Usami said with a smile. Finally, they had arrived on top floor of building.
Maru's brother, Cross was standing there, who had a third eye same like Maru. Another weird simurian Japaloma, almost looking same like Tengen, wearing a long dark robe extending to the ground was present there with Cross. He also had third eye. Actually every simurian have a third eye.
"Maru, what's your condition now??" Cross asked, his hands clasped behind. Like Usami, all the responsibilities of Simurian was on Cross.
"I'm good now."
Maru comes near to his brother. "For some time, Maru will stay with us," Cross said.
"Why not? He belongs to you." Usami replied, straightening his body posture.
Now we have our own weapon, Hojo. There is no reason for me to afraid here in front of them. Usami thought.
Hojo was standing like a tall tower, gazing around carefree. He had no tension about this meeting. What he wanted was to free from here as quick as possible and then enjoy his first day with 100 thousand dollars in his account.
He was sixteen-year-old, below eighteen. But in 2086, anyone above thirteen can create their bank account. But voting still requires eighteen.
My third eye can't see through him. Who is he? Japaloma thought, with a smirk like always on his face. His smile was evil, like he's laughing. It was hard to say if it was his natural emotion or he was pretending.
"Who's this boy with you. Why bring a normal human here?" Cross said, looking at Hojo, who was doing something in his watch.
Fool!! He's strongest here. That barrier around him is so tough that even his curse energy can't escape from it. I wonder how is he breathing? Japaloma thought.
"He isn't normal. You can try it." Usami said, his voice filled with absolute confidence and pride.
"Me? I doubt if he can even bear my pressure." Cross frowned towards Hojo. Cross' cursed technique was related to gravity. His brother's ability was to create harmony, but oppositely, Cross' ability allowed him to create disharmony.
"He's right, why don't you try?" Hojo turned off his watch, his watch absorbing back holographic projection inside it.
Instantly, flow of air changed, now rotating around building with mixed dust and other light garbage stuff. Rocks started to shake, hovering in air like itself gravity was being manipulated, cancelled completely. Environment darkened, building started trembling with uneven rhythm. Cross' third eye was stretching across his head, glowing blue.
Bluish energy started to release from Cross' skin. He raised his hand toward Hojo, streching his palm and fingers in offensive position. Suddenly all the hovering rocks, metal rods, everything pointed toward Hojo.
"Are you sure?" Cross' voice was so cold, that everyone sweated except Hojo and Japaloma. Usami was regretting his words, because even if Hojo could dodge his attacks, it was hard for others to defend themselves.
"Pretty sure!"
"Then...."
Before Cross could speak anymore, before his brain could send signals to his body to move, attack or even defend, Hojo stood behind him.
In less than 0.01 second, when the world was looking almost like a 100 times slowed movie to him, he put his arms on his shoulders, turning him behind towards him.
Now, he was looking behind, from the perspective of Usami, Mino and others. Like Hojo came behind him, he returned to his original position. Well, Cross is cooked, that's sure now.
[Author Note:- I'm not that good at writing, and my main motive to write this fan-fic is to improve myself for my upcoming masterpiece. So don't wonder if you see many grammar mistakes or fluency problems. I also double check the chapter. Thanks for your understanding.]