Chapter 1
Ryoba Aishi, that name was quiet famous in the 80, the infamous killer who kills in the name of love, what a story to tell, even though her innocence was proven there were still some doubt in the people’s mind. But what are people if they didn’t forget,and so, about the time the killer was forgotten and her story was considerates more of a tale than a reality. Ryoba as all the Aishis got her senpai and even had a child whit him, however that child was kinda special and most shocking to the mother, you wonder why right, well how she cannot as she given birth to the first male Aishi ever.
‘how strange’she thinks as carries him in her arms ‘I can tell he’s like me …but a bit different?’
As she was thinking a small hand make it to her finger, she flinched as she felt a grip from a little hand on her finger she looks down at her newborn baby.
‘his eyes… aren’t like me’ she giggles.
“Does my dear child loves his mom that much?” she questions him while holding him tight.
A soft hem was heard it makes Ryoba’s eyes wide whit shock.
‘that child surely didn’t take after, did he…I hope he would not become like me’ she keeps him close to her while hugging him
After some moments the door opened Jokichi enters.
“You already attached to our child” he jocks while getting closer to them as he gets a smile from her as a response.
“well, how can I not, isn’t he our child after all” she said cheerfully, but then her eyes sharpen
“Or... do you really think I’m that heartless, honey”
“You didn’t change, did you”
She laughs “Oh! Dear can’t you even take a joke?”
“Well how about we see later… I mean after you recover” he said while leaning to press a soft kiss on her forehead.
He then proceeds to take the child gently from her arms.
“Isn’t he a little too beautiful to be a boy” he begun to check the baby.
“He’s mother is beautiful so it’s only naturel for him to look pretty”.
The child stares curiously at his parents his eyes shining.
“Did you think of a name for this pretty boy” he said as he hugs the child
“Ayato … Ayato Aishi” she said
Ayato or so was his name reaches to his father as if to hug him
The couple's face softened at the scence
"My child is so cute don't you think so"
The other just hums in agreeing.
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"Ayato where are you?"
“I’m coming!”
As times passes Ayato is already 4 years’ old
“Here you come, where have you been” his mother cupped his cheeks while humming
“I was in the play yard, mom” he speaks monotony whit a blank face and glimmer eyes
‘I always get confused by this child is he an Aishi or no’
“Well, dear, have you make any friends?”
He’s heads drooped a little in a sad gesture “… No”
‘well, I don’t think so’
His mother hem “Is that so, may I ask why dear?”
Ayato hesitated then speaks lightly “They said …I look weird”
“All I can see in you is beauty” she speaks softly as she makes her way to her child
“Want to talk about it whit me” she takes her child hands and start to massage it
“well they say I have a blank face, and that creeps them out” he speaks while focusing his gaze on the floor
“But when I start to try and express some emotion they just laugh at me”
“Is that so? Then don’t be friend whit them, they just want to provoke you”
“But I do want to make friends, mom” He looks at his mom whit his shining eyes
‘he looks so cute’ she thinks happily
“You can always find people to be friends whit, you need to be patient” his head dropped again
‘Well, I think I need to find him a friend, someone that will be like him would do good’ she thinks
‘I think I need to contact my old friend, doesn’t her brother have a child the same age as mine, even though I don’t want to wonder around this family but my child need a friend and, I don’t have much option’ she sighed
‘What burdensome, let’s now return to the house’
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The door opened to reveal her husband in the house
“Hello dear how was your day at work”
“As always, how was your day” he said as he gestures to his son to come and hug him
“Well Ayato is always behaving, Isn’t that right dear”
“I assume it wasn’t hard for you darling” he said jokingly
“Ayato can you go and bring me my phone, I forget where have I put it, so search for it well, and you can think of it as a treasure hunt, and I will take care of your prize when you do so”
Ayato nods and goes searchoing for the phone
“You sure have your way whit words”
“You flatter me”
“So what do you want to say you get to send the child away”
“You assumed that my day wasn’t hard but it had some… inconvenient things to it, wanna know”
“I guess I do want to know”
“You know Ayato has been always kin d of …different, even for me, he wasn’t like me or totally like the others, and that’s a problem”
“You mean to say that …he did take some of your family curse and not all of it”
“I don’t know myself … but I can guess he didn’t actually get of OUR family ‘special condition’, more than that he just got some issues whit expressing himself”
“We already talked about this I don’t know why bringing it up now”
“Let’s say children don’t like to get near someone different and our dear child is feeling lonely and wants a friend” he sighs
“and him having problem expressing himself prevent him from having a friend, is that so”
“Lucky guess, darling”
“And what do you plan to do”
“well children hate the differences, so what about we get him a similar friend in terms of persona”
“and how you plan to do so” he says softly
She smiles “Saikous, they are quiet like us just whit emotions, similar to my child”
“You don’t quite get along whit them, except of that friend that got out of japan”
“Well as a mother, I’m willingly going to make some sacrifice for the sick of my child
“Do as you please, I don’t see a problem in any of that”
“Mom here’s your phone”
“Thanks dear, but how unfortunate your mother is still working on your prize, how about we go out, the two of us so we can work on it together”
He nods “Ok, mom”