3 A mysterious man appears
A blurry silhouette of a person flew towards me at a speed almost equivalent to that of a stray bullet.
~Tak~
A sharp crushing pain ran through my head to my brain, the force hit me in the jaw and I saw myself flying across the railway.
I'm sure of what I felt, it must have been a leg that connected to my jaw.
I know how strong a leg bone is, but, how f*cking strong was the person who kicked me to make my whole body fly across the railway?
~Groans while massaging my jaw~
"What was that just now?"
"I didn't see it, did you?"
"Nope, but I think we'll have to wait till the train completely passes to know if the kid's alive.
I was kicked!
I know it was to save me but, in this kind of situation, doesn't my character get pushed out of the way?
Why was I kicked?
I'm surprised I did not die from a kick that powerful but who the hell kicked me?!
Standing up and massaging myself, I decided to see the creature who kicked me.
"Hello Gideon"
Raising my gaze after dusting myself, I saw...
"You..." I muttered, really surprised
Right now, the passing train is blocking us from the crowd that's on the other side, the people on this side of the station are not much, and most are passersby who don't get what's going on.
"..." The person stays silent
"Were you the one who kicked me?" I said, disbelief clear in my tone
"I was also the one who saved you," The person said in a flat tone pointing out my unappreciative remark.
"But, y-you... you're an old man! How the hell was your kick that powerful?!"
Yes, indeed the person who kicked me was an old man who had trouble standing.
He had his arms crossed at his back, and his standing posture was...well horrible.
His standing position was as if he was crouching.
I'm so surprised that his kick was powerful, but more surprised that he knows my name.
Maybe he does know something about me.
Is this a fragment of hope to finally clear the blurriness in my memory?
Is this luck?
Anything it is, I'm happy to finally meet someone who knows something about me for two years now.
†******Omniscient POV********†
*My angel and savior thank you and God bless you for saving me. But I still have some questions though*
"How?" Gideon asked, his facial expression shows that he's surprised
"How was my kick that powerful?"
The old man said, trying to confirm that's what Gideon was about to ask.
"..." Not saying a word Gideon blinked twice
It's a secret and..." The man said but was interrupted.
"No, that's not it, I'm not even interested in your boring secret, I'm asking how you know my name," Gideon said cutting him in.
"Oh..."
*This rascal, dares to call the Martial art I have honed for years "boring"* 💢l
~sigh~
*Well since he's a kid, I might as well let him off the hook*
~Ehem~ He clears his throat
"About that... your necklace has your name on it," The old man said while staring directly at Gideon's necklace
". . ."
*I feel so stupified, how can that skip my mind?
I guess I expected too much from luck.
"That necklace of yours is a unique one, I haven't seen the material it was made from anywhere around"
Gideon started scratching the back of his hair nervously.
"Well...uh...So should I call you gramps, old man, or sire cause..."
"None of the above,"
"Well, thank you "none of the above." But your assistance wasn't needed" Gideon said trying to act tough.
*Uh... Did I forget to mention that I suck at expressing my emotions, I didn't right?
Wait, I did?
Well now you know, I'm a real sucker when it comes to expressing how I feel*
"...?"
*What the f****ck?
How can someone be so stupid, he called me "none of the above"*
"So...am I owing you a now, because it's keeping me uncomfortable"
"Yes.
Yes, you owe me, and a simple favor at that."
*What's he going to demand?*
"...well?"
"I just need you to come to this location later in the evening, I would like to study what your necklace is made from"
The old man said while handing him a card with an address on it.
"Oh...ok if that's all, I'll get going, don't wanna miss my lecture"
". . . "
The old man didn't say anything as he watched Gideon's back disappear from his view.
*Good, I thought he was going to ask me something crazy, like "Be my slave" or something along the line, good thing it's just my imagination* Gideon thought as he went to school.
*What was that? I've never met or seen someone like him.
I'm sure of it, he...WAS SMILING IN THE FACE OF DEATH, there was no shred of fear in his eyes, could it be that he had a trick up his sleeve...*
~Click, click, click~
Flashing lights and sounds of clicking cameras interrupted his thoughts
He looked around to see that a lot of crowds had gathered, those who had videoed the whole event and news reporters gathering around him which both he had earlier ignored during his conversation with Gideon.
"Wow! It is Darwin Markus!"
"I'm so lucky to be here!"
"I love you, Mr. Darwin!!!!"
"What's the world's best Craftsman and creator of the martial arts "Fist Dawn" doing here?!"
"I heard he has been in seclusion honing his skills"
"He saved that kid, I wish I was that kid, I wanna touch him even if it has to be that I was punched in the face by him"
~Ugh~
*I do hate this kind of annoying attention.*
As he turned to leave a dozen News reporters surrounded him
"Mr.Darwin, is it true that you have improved your martial arts?"
"When would you finally give us information on your family?"
"Did you take the kid you saved as a student?"
*Do these reporters use some kind of teleportation skills?*
"If the security and health personnel are this fast in arriving at the scene they're needed, the world would be a more peaceful place.
He simply gave them a disapproving look before walking away.
Leaving them with a big question mark
