Teenagers

SLAPP!

A fairly loud slap landed on Hiro's face just like that without any warning.

"I don't do prostitute."

After slapping Hiro, Hanabi sat back on the sofa with her arms crossed in front of her chest. Her thick lips pouted because she was offended by Hiro's accusation.

Although she acted so, she did not immediately put back on the school uniform that was already lying on the floor.

Hiro wasn't mad. The only thing he can do now is just not to react. He has been using that mode for so long that he has forgotten how to respond to anything.

In Hanabi's eyes, Hiro looks like a dead man. And it made her even more bored having to stay there.

"I've heard a lot of stories about you from Sebastian. Take it easy. Your secret is safe with me." Hanabi nodded her head, talking one way since just now.

As the only descendant of Sebastian, Hanabi already knows all the stories about Hiro that are passed down from generation to generation, like a family inheritance. The girl already knew why her life had to be tied to the young man who never had to eat it and what consequences she would have to accept if she ignored that bond.

But for the girl, all the stories about Hiro are not necessary. She even almost overslept when Sebastian told her everything. All because she still can't believe that Hiro and his past story are real.

For her generation, stories without evidence were like bedtime stories. Not sure if its authenticity can be held or not. So, to believe in the story passed down for generations, Hanabi has to prove it herself.

And she already has a plan to prove it.

"I'm bored. Do you want to do something fun with me?" asked Hanabi, sounding more forceful.

Hiro looked at her probingly. He still does the same thing as earlier, trying to understand the girl before being forced to bond with her by fate.

Hiro's silence is considered a 'yes' by Hanabi. And the girl quickly put her school uniform back on. This time, she deliberately made her appearance much sexier than before, with the shirt buttons left open so that her delightful breasts poked out.

While the skirt is raised upwards, making the curve of her dense buttocks exposed.

"Come with me." Hanabi pulls Hiro's hand and drags him out towards the only door in the basement.

Not refusing, Hiro just followed the girl's brisk pace. Sneaking through the long hallway as if afraid of being caught off guard.

The city of Tokyo has a giant underground tunnel that connects many places since the Outsiders attacked. After exiting Hiro's not-so-large residence because he was tired of luxury, the two arrived at a long tunnel with many bends.

Only one or two people passed by the scene. Everyone looked frightened and depressed. No one walks with their heads raised except Hanabi and Hiro.

Meanwhile, the sound of explosions continued like crazy above the surface. The special security forces eradicating the Outsiders must be at work now.

The security forces were formed by each country. In Japan, they are known as the Raven Eyes Army. Special forces equipped with special weapons to eradicate the Oni.

Hiro had absolutely no idea about it. All he knew, the world was coming to an end. But don't know what and who will end it. He had lost passion in his life long before those Outsiders came.

If only humans knew who Hiro was. Neither the Outsiders nor the Oni will probably ever get a chance to be limited to destroying the city.

"Here. Don't go through the curfew police line if you don't want to get caught," Hanabi whispered, suddenly turning down the volume.

The air in the tunnel was very humid. The floor is slightly wet and dirty, with a thickened layer of blackish slime at the corners. Some kinds of animals that love dirty places seem to pass by.

Hiro, who hadn't seen the scenery outside his room for a long time, seemed to twist his neck in all directions many times. All his senses that work above the normal limits of human abilities slowly activate again.

The sound of water droplets, the sound of footsteps, the wet smell mixed with the stench, the aura of the existence of other living things, all of them can be felt by Hiro at the same time. Even so, he continued to walk, following Hanabi without saying a thing.

"We have to hide here for a while until the police on duty in this territory pass by." Hanabi pulls Hiro into a gap in one of the bends in the tunnel. The gap is narrow enough for two people.

The girl pushed Hiro until his back hit the inner wall of the tunnel. Then, with her back to Hiro, the girl also pushed her own body into the gap. Her buttocks which were too poking out were forced to squeeze with Hiro's lower waist.

"Don't be aroused, we're just hiding here," Hanabi warned. With her height, the position of her buttocks really fits Hiro's secret weapon that hasn't been used for a long time.

Still not used to the girl's blunt sentence, Hiro just raised one eyebrow without saying anything. He felt tight. Hanabi squeezed him too hard.

However, like an obedient puppy, Hiro did not say anything.

The girl knows a lot. A few seconds after hiding perfectly, two policemen on duty to patrol the area appeared. Both of them wear old Japanese police uniforms that have not changed in the slightest, even though generation after generation has been born on the earth.

The two looked tired, didn't talk to each other, and wanted to quit work for a long time because of their boring job.

Hiro felt something warm as Hanabi's hands squeezed her wrists from the front. Not knowing what the touch meant, Hiro stared at the girl's hands silently. Slowly, the sound of the girl's pulse he could feel. Her pulse quickened as if she was tense.

Finally, the two policemen left them alone.

Hanabi jumped out of the gap and took a deep breath. Her face was slightly blue from deliberately holding her breath. She then turned to look at Hiro and pulled him out of hiding.

"Are you ready to have fun, Mr. Immortal?" a satisfied smile appeared on her face that slowly shone again.

Hiro didn't react. The stimulation he has received so far is still not enough to call his soul back.

The girl rolled her eyes in annoyance at being ignored. Even so, her hands suddenly moved toward the shabby black shirt that Hiro was wearing. With a slight roughness, she unbuttoned the shirt until the skin underneath was utterly exposed. And when the girl saw it for the first time, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Oh, My Goodness! Where did you get that body and muscles, Mr. Immortal?"

Hiro's posture has never changed in the slightest, just like his age. The body of a great fighter. Those trained and very dense muscles are fully formed. Although he has never used it again since then, everything still looks perfect and sturdy.

A girl like Hanabi naturally couldn't stop being amazed when she saw him. The girl almost even forgot what she wanted to do next. "I'm willing to pay you to be naked." She said reflexively before shaking her head out of consciousness.

"Well, stay near me, or you'll end up in the human trafficking black market."

Hanabi again pulled Hiro's hand, this time tightening her grip. The two continued walking, going deeper into the tunnel.

Faintly, Hiro could hear a loud thumping sound, but it was different from the explosion sound he was familiar with. The thumping sound never stopped for a second and had a rhythm. In a matter of seconds, the rhythmic thumping sound seemed to hypnotize him to shake his head.

"They've got the best music in this dead place."

The sound came from electronic music from a basement that was quite crowded with people. From a glance, the visitors in the place looked young, the age range of teenagers, and they wore clothes that looked unique in Hiro's eyes.

Laughing, chatting with each other, crying, the aura from that place felt very much different. So many feelings that Hiro had never tasted for a long time.

Teenagers are still teenagers, regardless of where their generation comes from. They have always been the most rebellious creatures of humans.

"Hey, guys! Look what I found! New Hot Meat!" exclaimed Hanabi towards a group of five teenagers standing guard at the door.

Hiro didn't know. If his life is about to change.