Chizome Akaguro woke up to the sound of a train pulling into the station three minutes away. He got up and saw that he had fallen asleep on the couch and then noticed the young girl, Tsuki was curled up on the couch fast asleep and had remembered from the night before why she was there. He considered waking up the girl but chose not to, instead he decided to go down next door to get them something to eat. He put on his best clothes and tied his hair up. 20 minutes later he was back with sushi, some sweet bread and made some coffee.
I woke up to the sound of a kettle which scared the ever loving god out of me but I suddenly remembered where I was and calmed down. Akaguro walked into the room with two mugs and a plate but he was unidentifiable mostly because he looked so official.
"S...stendhal?! Err- good morning"
was the first thing to come out of my mouth.
"kyahh- sorry Akaguro".
He stared at me in silence for a good minute and then set down the plate. (I knew about stendhal from my old friend from Naruhata)
"ehh you got me there kid, here help yourself"
he said with a smile. I sat down and we ate breakfast and got ready for the day.
When Akaguro left I wasn't ready to go back to my old place so I opened up my drawing book and erased all of the things titled 'my house' and placed my left hand over all of the erased pages. Focusing all of my energy into what I wanted gone. After I did that I grabbed the spare key Akaguro gave me in the morning and left to see if it worked. When I arrived I opened the door and saw that there was nothing inside. Again I was overcome with joy that my quirk was this far advanced, but I still was upset that the place I called home was no longer mine so I had an idea!
20 minutes later I finished the drawing of the small structure and got to work joyfully erasing the whole thing. I repeated my move putting my left hand over the now erased image and focused my intention. Gone... the building was gone and my symbol lay neatly on the once doorstep this time I put my 'vigilante' name underneath it, Moonlight Artist~ I went back to my now 'home' and when I got inside I put my drawing book and pencils away and spent the rest of the day relaxing as I had sprained my wrist. I looked in the freezer for an ice pack and I found one so i decided to watch youtube videos on the trending tag #moonbreaker. I laughed knowing that now my symbol has created a movement but people are still yet to know the name. My most recent feat I had dropped my 'vigilante' name.
Akaguro used today as an advantage to go shopping for some stuff so he and Tsuki had food and whatever else he thought was necessary for a girl her age, he wanted to give a break from killing 'fake heros' or being a 'hero' himself so today was perfect.
"Stendhal... huh, that girl has her ways doesn't she?"
he muttered as soon as the town clock struck 12:00 he headed home with what he bought. Some important information you should know is he works alongside a hero agency. That was the condition he had if he wanted to get out of tartarus so he works at the agency once run by sir nighteye, which is now run by Lemillion. A pro hero that Akaguro considered worthy. He does kill minor but still very popular pro heroes in small areas because he swore to never leave his roots as that shows signs of defeat.
I heard a click of the lock and I jumped up faster than a cat with a cucumber,
"oh hi, you're back early. Here let me help-"
I offered to help him unpack his shopping.
"You will do no such thing"
he says as he sees my wrist with an ice pack tied to it,
"What did you bloody do?"
he demanded.
"It's fine, I just sprained it from drawing too much lately"
I say calmly.
YOU ARE READING
The MoonLight Artist
General FictionHi it's Issella and this is my story that takes place in the My Hero Academia world where class 1-A are now class 2-A and the hero killer is out of prison, and had somehow gained an accomplice. Follow Tsuki's story and have fun throughout the ups an...