New Years

Asahi was currently sitting at the main floor of the club as he watched the gang drunk, gambling supposedly to celebrate the new years.

'I guess gangs celebrate the new year's too.'

Asahi asked the gang what led them to becoming part of the gang, most of them said education, others discrimination, why not?, and family. 

The gang consists of people with mutant quirks, and lack luster transformation quirks. The only emitter in the group was killed by Asahi, and his body….

'Who knows what happened to it.'

Asahi asked how they recruited members, to which he was surprised the gang usually recruited from dealers.

Dealers were just people who bought drugs from them before selling them, but why did they become dealers in the first place?

The same reason the gang member joined, when the money from being a dealer isn't enough then they joined the gang.

Some were recruited when they visited the club.

The gang member that directly joined the gang because he found gangster cool, offered him a drink.

Asahi refused, now Asahi wasn't a stranger to alcohol; he would have a few cans when he was feeling down, but at the moment Asahi didn't feel the need too.

Asahi just realized that he spent his first new years in this world worst of all in a club.

'New years resolution? Nah I always abandon them in the end.' 

Asahi still hadn't started the system mission, one he couldn't exactly torment someone randomly. He already had a target in mind, but he just had to find them.

The past few months he had sent one or two members to go look for Jin though there wasn't much luck.

He had even sent Jin a message but the damn bastard never responded.

Since it was the new years he might as well celebrate, Asahi went to a gambling where they were playing poker and took a seat.

The gang members, although surprised, didn't falter as they quickly added him.

Some teased him saying if he wasn't even old enough, but that reminded Asahi just how old he was.

That quickly faded into his mind as he tried to remember the rules of poker, as he instantly raised the bet by eighty thousand yen.

At the end of the night Asahi hadn't one single round which frustrated him, but he blamed the fact the gangsters were more experienced than him.

It was two in the morning when Asahi realized that he missed the new years countdown before deciding to go to bed.

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Three days after the new years

Asahi was drinking a cup of coffees as he watched the news as a breaking news report came on, 

"This just in a group of villains have been apprehended from trying to rob a store, unfortunately there the clerk was killed by them when he refused to give them any money.

The nearby hero Riser and an intern hero by the name Mirko has apprehend the group of villains."

'Mirko huh, that means she must have her provisional license at least, so she's a second year.

So canon is within the next ten years, I'm pretty sure Mirko wasn't over thirty at the start of the series.'

As Asahi kept watching the television when the gang finally came back from the store, they were hauling packs of cement that Asahi had bought.

After all the expansion to downstairs had to continue, with the amount of Brainbots increasing, he needed to expand.

With videos online he was able to show the Brainbot construction, he felt embarrassed as he felt like a little that was looking up how to train a pet on Youtube, before making the animal watch the said video.

Fortunately the Brainbot were able to understand although they couldn't navigate Asahi would have to, though once they understood and got to work he couldn't help but be amazed.

The Brainbot were able to perform the task one after another. There were some mistakes but other Brainbots noticed and would fix the mistake, he wasn't sure how they communicated as they seamlessly performed tasks.

Since Asahi was expanding he needed ways to increase man power, as increasing production would evidently cause them to expand to other gangs' turf.

But that wasn't the biggest concern as not catching the eye of the police was impossible if they grew to such a scale.

So although they were expanding Asahi would maintain the status quo until he manages a way to discreetly do things.

He continued watching the news as the gang members were still hauling the cement downstairs.

His eyes trailed away from another breaking news report when his phone buzzed as one of the gang members sent him a photo featuring a blonde man with gray-blue eyes. 

Asahi smiled and he recognized the figure, 'Jin' . It took months but at least I found you.

'Now its just a matter of thinking how to be discreet.'

Asahi took a closer look at the picture, Jin was working at an ice cream shop where the gang members noticed him and promptly took a picture.

He sent them a message to tail Jin but to make sure that he didn't notice, once they found where he lived they had to send him the address.

'Haahh' deciding that it was enough lazing around Asahi started to workout, and exercise his body was scrawny.

He needed to bulk up to make full use of Garou's fighting style, he needed a body that was capable of performing such feats.

The gang members with the bear and bull quirk were unfortunately the live beating bags for Asahi.

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Cough

A thin figure with yellow hair could be seen coughing, his expression dark as he read the reports handed to him by the police.

His hands gripped the paper, 'It's not enough.'

Years had gone by since his fight with his arch nemesis that fight left him hospitalized for a while stopping his hero work.

However once he returned it was never the same as before. Before that fight he could stop crime for more than a day consecutively but now he could only deal with crimes for around eighteen hours a day, he felt as each year the time he spent as a hero shortened.

Now after nearly a decade his time as a hero couldn't exceed ten hours.

He was this nation's pillar and he couldn't help but feel that he wasn't doing enough.

'Pathetic' he thought his attention turned to a letter he had received, 'maybe it's time.' he contemplated, 

'No I can still fight,' he decided to continue reading the report, pushing away the letter.