A Gift
Hiro was dumbfounded. Suddenly, in front of him stood the figure of a man hiding his body in a black robe with a hood covering his head. Next to the man was a black dragon the size of an adult husky who was flapping its wings slowly. The dragon grinned mischievously while baring its sharp teeth.
The figure appeared alone, replacing the destroyed drone in front of Hiro with a single lightning strike. When Hiro peeked at the face hidden under the hood, a familiar silhouette could be seen smiling faintly at him.
"Do you like to get people's attention, Hiro?"
Hiro clenched his hands into fists when he heard the voice he had missed so much speaking directly in front of him.
"Y-Yujin." Hiro's tongue suddenly felt stiff, and he didn't know what to say to Yuujin, who suddenly appeared in front of him.