Devil's Luck

Chapter 2: Mother

"Talking"

'Thinking'

*Enjoy!

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Zenkichi wiped his wet wild blonde hair with a towel, his face blank, and stood in front of the mirror once more and took a hair dryer to dry his hair much more easily.

Letting out a sigh, he looked at himself and appraised his appearance.

He has straight and slightly straight natural blonde hair, a rare hair color an asian in Japan should have, which he inherited from his mother. A pair of bright blue eyes that could make anyone feel as though they were being easily seen through, and a young handsome face set in an indifferent expression that exudes an air of boredom that could make most normal girls around his age to easily crush on him.

His body was slender and skinny looking but he has defining muscles, due to the exercises and martial arts training that the original had done for the past few years.

"Heh. Never thought I'd ever get this kind of body, well not in my previous life." Zenkichi said with a bitter smile. He was a fat guy in his previous life after all, not to the point of being a giant meatball, so seeing him looking like this made him feel a bit emotional...

Shaking his head Zenkichi quickly grabbed his set of uniform clothes in the basket and changed into them.

A few minutes later he came out of the bathroom, fresh and clean, and was wearing his school uniform consisting of a white jacket with blue and gold trim, along with white pants and a red tie underneath the jacket.

He smirked to himself, feeling cool while wearing his school uniform.

"Damn, I look good." Posing for a moment of vanity Zenkichi then walked down towards the living room, where he found a little girl wearing a lab coat and an apron over an elementary school girl uniform.

The little girl was busy humming to herself as she fixed the dinner table; putting down a pair of plates, spoons, forks, etc. while roller skating! And the way she was putting the tableware was, although reckless and dangerous, it was, in a single word, elegant!

She looked to be around ten years old, with a cute face with short blond hair and blue eyes that would make anyone mistake her as a westerner with such characteristics but she was undeniably a Japanese, born and raised in Tokyo specifically.

Seriously, Hitoyoshi still couldn't believe that most of the native population of japan had differing hair and eye color than he was used to just simple black in his previous life. Were their hairs just dyed and not natural? Or is it something else? If so, then...

Whatever. He'll think more about that later. Food first, then trying to decipher a great mystery that may have something to do with aliens, probably, would come next.

By the way, that little girl that was setting up the tableware and the food?

"Zen-chan! Good morning!" The little girl with similar characteristics as Zenkichi turned to greet him with a bright smile.

She's Hitoyoshi Hitomi, or Hitomi Hitoyoshi, the mom of Zenkichi.

Yup. His mom.

"?" Hitomi blinked her eyes, a smile still on her face, and tilted her head to the side.

"..." Zenkichi stared at her for a brief moment in silence with a blank expression before shaking his head.

He, he knew that the "original's" dad had walked out of the lives of him and his mother because he had felt really insecure about his wife's greatness, basically a piece of shit that couldn't be a man and take responsibility for his family, which sounds eerily similar to someone he possibly knew but he couldn't remember who.