Isamu Fujimura POV
After some testing and observing I was finally able to get checked out of the hospital.
"You damn brat do you have any idea how worried I've been?! Come here you," Raiga Fujimura greeted us with a jump right at me.
"WAIT GRAMP-!" big sis Taiga tries to stop him
Too late though.
His arm wrapped around my head like a steel clamp and suddenly my vision was nothing but chest hair and the smell of alcohol.
"OW, OW,OW! LET GO OF ME YOU OLD GEEZER! I'M STILL RECOVERING!" I flailed uselessly as his knuckles began grinding into the top of my skull.
"OHOHOHO! SINCE WHEN DID YOU GET THE BALLS TO SPEAK TO YOUR ELDERS THIS WAY. YOU BRAT!" Raiga roared, cranking the noogie harder.
An annoyed red vein appeared on my forehead.
"Oi," I growled, my teeth grinding as his knuckles dug in deeper "I said."
Raiga released a loud and boisterous laugh "what? You gonna cry, huh? Collapse again like some weak-"
Snap.
I stomped my heel down hard on his foot.
"GYAA?!"
The grip loosened for half a second.
That was all I needed.
I ducked, twisted, and slipped free, stumbling forward before whirling around with a glare sharp enough to cut steel.
"DON'T CALL ME WEAK, YOU DRUNK OLD BASTARD!" I shouted, jabbing a finger at him "I COULD HAVE DIED, YOU KNOW THAT?! AND YOU'RE OVER HERE TRYING TO GRIND MY SKULL INTO POWDER?!"
The living room went still.
Taiga stood frozen near the doorway, the grocery bags she had picked up on our way from the hospital still in her hands.
Raiga blinked.
Once.
Then twice.
Slowly, a massive grin spread across his face.
"…Ho?" he rumbled "I see you've finally managed to grow some balls, grandson of mine."
Suddenly Raiga threw his head back and laughed even harder then he did before "HAHAHA! THAT'S MY GRANDSON!"
He slapped his knee and leaned forward, brown eyes gleaming "look at you! Snapping back already! I thought you'd be fragile for weeks!"
"Yeah? Well," I scoffed, shoving my hands into my pockets and turning my head away with a smirk "I'm just built differently compared to other kids my age."
Raiga stepped closer, looming over me again but this time there was no grab or incoming noogie.
Just a heavy hand settling on my head, rough and warm.
"…Still don't scare us like that again, Isamu," he said in a gruffly voice that was much lower than before.
I stiffened feeling a bit uncomfortable so instead I clicked my tongue "tch don't get sappy me old coot it's gross."
Taiga smacked me over the head "Isamu! What did I say about using bad language?"
"OW!" I yelped, clutching the back of my head and glaring up at her "like you're one to talk sis! Didn't you go crazy on your ex-boyfriend last month-"
The room suddenly dropped by ten degrees.
Taiga's smile twitched.
Once.
Very slowly, she turned her head toward me.
"…Isamu," she said sweetly, dangerously sweet I might add "why don't you repeat that?"
Raiga let out a low whistle and casually took two steps back "oho~ kid's got a death wish," he muttered.
I suddenly felt it.
That primal, sixth-sense warning every man develops after incurring the wrath of a woman.
Did I stop though? Of course not.
"What?" I shot back recalling the original Isamu's memory "I'm just sayin'. Whole neighborhood heard the screaming. Pretty sure Mrs. Nakamura thought there was a murder goin' on."
Taiga's eye twitched.
Hard.
The grocery bags slipped from her hands and hit the floor with a thud.
"Oh?" she said, cracking her knuckles "so you were listening instead of doing your homework."
"…Uh."
Too late she lunged.
"OW HEY WAIT !" I yelped as Taiga grabbed me by the collar and immediately started dragging me toward the hallway like an angry tiger hauling prey.
"YOU LITTLE BRAT," she snarled, veins popping "YOU COLLAPSE, GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK, THEN COME HOME AND NOW START RUNNING YOUR MOUTH?!"
"I'M SIX!" I protested, feet skidding across the tatami "THIS IS CHILD ABUSE WOMAN!"
"DON'T USE WORDS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MORON!" she yells back.
Raiga was howling with laughter now, slapping the table "HAHAHAHA! JUST LIKE HER MOTHER! OI TAIGA, DON'T KILL HIM THE HOSPITAL BILL'S STILL FRESH!"
"I'M NOT KILLING HIM GRAMPS," Taiga snapped back "I'M ONLY JUST EDUCATING HIM."
She shoved me down onto the couch and raised a fist.
I crossed my arms and glared up at her defiant till the end.
"Tch hit me if you want," I muttered "won't change the fact you went full gorilla on that guy."
Her fist froze mid-air.
For a second, I thought I'd pushed it too far.
Then she sighed long and tired.
Her hand dropped, instead flicking my forehead hard.
"OW!"
"You're grounded from going outside," she said flatly.
"What?! For how long?!" I exclaimed.
She looked down at me, brown eyes sharp but relieved.
"For swearing,talking back and making me worry that'll be two weeks at least," she says.
"Oh come on," I muttered, turning my head away "that last one is a stupid one big sis."
She smirked and bonked me again "deal with it brat."
Raiga stood up, wobbling slightly as he stretched "well," he said cheerfully, "the kid's alive and got a bite to him now, so I'd say tonight calls for celebration!"
Taiga shot him a look "you think I am letting you off gramps? Isamu has never once swore until I started leaving him alone with you," she accused with a glare.
"Now Taiga let's not do anything ra-" too late though the young tiger had pounced.
That night was the first time I've ever heard a man scream so loudly.
"Well it looks like my new family is at least fun and seem to at least have potential in reaching their own levels of fever," I murmured while laying down on my new bed with a sigh of contentment.
Now that I was finally alone I could start thinking about my plans.
The year is currently 1994 which means there are plenty of opportunities to earn lots of money.
The second is boosting my own daemonic energy power.
As I recall one could boost their power by consuming souls, making binding vows, devouring another Daemon or creature of sin, and lastly being surrounded in an area infested with negativity or sin.
The last one is very do-able for me.
Given the right resources and timing I could build an underground fight club for both normies and people who have connections to the supernatural.
After all, why limit myself to just one group when there are more to exploit for my gain.
Heck just even imagining it has me getting excited.
It would be the perfect place for people to embrace and let their fever reach to their absolute peak.
If a lot of people join then it also means an intense well of negativity would spawn up.
Greed, Pride, Rage, Envy, Lust, and Gluttony are all things that can be exploited from the club.
Black and Blue energy wraps around my hand as I stand up from the bed "it's still a bit too early for me to go to sleep so now's a good time to start messing around with this power," I murmured.
-end of chapter two-
So the next chapter were going to see Isamu mess around with his power along with some other stuff.
I also apologize for my lack of updates I've kind of been feeling to down to write as of late. Like I sometimes feel like writing but just feel tired at the thought of having to think of words to type up. Not sure how else to describe it.
But I was able to make my writing fever burn bright once more after watching episode 5 for season 3 of JJK.