It's a quiet dreadful night [G | Saga]

Nakano was quite busy at this time of the day still, lots of things happening, handeling and so on, it would take a few minutes before G would arrive but he would be able to bump into too many people, and they might have information. They were all familiar with the setting, with the ins and outs of this part of the city, and they would surely know the names, it was only a matter of time he would have the idea of asking someone. 

Not all street lights in Nakano worked, giving it an eerie feeling, it was highly possible that no normal citizen would walk around the town anymore but at the moment there were still enough things to do at night and Yato's father was one of those people walking in the business of the street, he was busy, tired, he wasn't so happy about how everything was going and the rain made it even more difficult to manoeuvre through the streets as there were umbrellas everywhere. It was only a matter of time if G would speak to each and every individual on the street, but the man with his orange coloured eyes bayed on his quirk and his dark hair made him exactly the even look of an older Yato, his son would not be mistaken as his son ever. 

His name was Miyao Daisuke and he was the father of Miyao Yato and yes he had not been home for a while and even if he was a normal businessman, he seemed to be interesting as he was a hard working and smart enough but he was shy and maybe a little coward, that's why the Yakuza could easily take hold of him, he could be threatened with the life of his children and wife and he would do everything he could to protect them and that resulted in working for them, which was not what he wanted, it was in a way scary. What if he did something bad who would they hurt first? He sighed, tried to make his way in the rain now to his home, he had about ten minutes before he had to go away again. 

However his path was blocked by a person that looked at him and Daisuke looked up with his bright eyes and looked left and right? He should pass this man, he had no idea why he suddenly blocked him off but well as nothing was said, Daisuke did try to no longer mingle in things that were not his business, he had business to do and pulled a little on his tie, he could not wait to take that off but that would take a bit more. "Excuse me." He said, because there was barely any space on the street, he tried to pass the white haired man. He was really tired and definitely not suited for a fight, he hoped that this man wasn't a drunk that wanted that, he did not like the look in his eyes though but he said nothing more, his phone was buzzing and he thought about picking it up a little later, he wanted to get out of here first. 

Daisuke tried to move around the white haired man but his path now got completely blocked, oh god if it wasn't the Yakusa people here, it were other people and the man thought that he would never get out of this vicious circle but maybe they send this guy to pick him up. Maybe they were afraid he wasn't coming and he was maybe a minute late already and now this. The excuse me didn't help and Daisuke, a rather nervous business man had no idea what he should do, should he ask it again, should he try to pass on the other side, he did not want this attention in his life from other people. His phone kept buzzing, either it was the Yakusa or his wife was having an issue and he wanted to pick up. But before he could say that he needed appropriate space and so on, the man surprised him by asking about his son. "Why are you asking me about my son? Where is Yato?" 

But the man said that Yato was worried sick about him and that only made him more pale and look around himself. "I am not kidnapped and it's not your business. Now as I said, will you excuse me I need to go." But he did not say home, he would have to pick up his phone but he could not do that with a man like this too close to him, was it the Yakuza, did they take his son, what was going on here, he did not dare to ask, afraid he couldn't handle the answer. He did not intend to anyway answer this guy and especially not in the streets where everyone could hear them. So he tried to move past G and took his phone finally out of his pocket, the buzzing had stopped but he had 5 missed called and 12 messages, Yato is missing. 

Which made Daisuke immediately turn his heel and stare at the white haired man, "Where is my son?"

Well this was definitely not your every day story that you had, so his son was safe, but did this safe imply also a kidnapping as Daisuke had no idea who this man was and what he wanted from him or Yato. He would have to call his wife back but at this point he needed answers. So this man took him out of the rain, well that was something but what would it mean more, what did he expect of him. Daisuke turned a little pale when G meantioned that Yato thought that the Yakuza took him, well in a way they did, that was only yesterday and yes truth be told he had not been home until Yato went to school and before the boy could come back, Daisuke had been at work. His real work or well how far you wanted to call it real, he wasn't sure where the Inagwaro was all over Nakano and he did not plan to find it out either. He looked not really happy with the question, he did not plan to answer a stranger and definitely not on the streets were everyone could eavesdrop. 

That actually seemed to have crossed the strangers mind and he grabbed him before Daisuke could even say no and he was dragged into the alleys. He looked at the rooftops and every trash can that they passed but he saw no one. "He might have a wild fantasy, also I don't understand what you have to do with it, I just want my child okay, so where is he." He tried to sound forceful and angry but he was actually sure that he could not be very impressive, but he had to be a dad, alright, so that was what he was trying to do. Was this man now kidnapping his son or did he really have good intentions because that's what Daisuke could not understond. 

Daisuke raised an eyebrow but simply nodded, though he could not go wherever his home was, he had to work but that would be a minor detail for later, the thing was that this man had his son so the father would do everything as of now that he could do to bring Yato. His son had again mixed in things he should have not, well at least, it wasn't the Inagwaro Yakuza this time, it was a little better in that case. So without saying anything the man followed the white haired tug looking guy, he wasn't sure what to say anyway and as he did not trust him, he did not say anything. That did not mind that his mind was quiet, he wanted to ask a lot of things and before they arrived at this giant house, he asked the man to stop, "Why did he come to you?" Daisuke held the strap of his office bag very strong, "Why did my son go to you?" He wanted to know before going inside, if the answer was satisfying or when he got a minute to comprehend he would get inside. He looked at the very tired but still pretty woman in the hallway. She looked like the opposite of this man, maybe apart from that they looked both tired and he wasn't sure if that should make him more unsettled or not. 

Daisuke noticed his son hiding behind her a little, "Hey there boy, come on let's go home." He extended his hand and it hurt him a little how his own son looked up at the two people before moving away from them and to him, to hold his hand but it looked reluctant, what had he ever done wrong. He took the odd and horrid jobs only to provide for his family and now it seemed that they more got away. He would step outside, the man still seemed to have not change his mind to bring them home, "Can't we just take the underground, I am not going to walk home." He had no idea why he expected this man, who seemed to be more rich than his attitude gave off, to walk the whole way to Nakano but you never know. 

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Hanako had just appeared in the foyer, ushering the boy to the guestroom now that he was clean, warm and full of snacks, she was tired and had to go upstairs to see how Kai was doing, it was late enough for all this but she looked up at G coming in with a man that looked like the father of Yato very easily. The boy held on to her and hid behind her as the two men came to them. She smiled at G with loving eyes as he came close and took his hand, "No, it's fine. I just let him snack a little." She looked at the boy behind her who left now after one look at them to move to his father. She nodded when G said he would leave and kissed him shortly, "Come home after that," She whispered before turning to the stairs and heading to their room. 

Daisuke looked over his shoulder when he wanted to get out, he noticed the man and woman being really close but he turned his face away immediately, he wanted to go home and that's why he opened the door and did not wait on G. He held Yato's hand and pulled him along. He still was unsure why Yato came all the way to here, the outskirts of Tokyo were quite a while away from Nakano and he didn't like it. He didn't like how his son had come here all the way only because this man had saved him from the inagwaro, in one way it was good. His son shouldn't be mixed up in the Inagwaro issue but the fact that he couldn't do it himself, that was what was wrong. And of course the boy being alone at this hour was a horrible thing to think about as well. 

They did not walk fast so the man could easily caught up with him. Daisuke was actually sure the man wasn't a pro-hero, but he did not want to think what it made him. He still pulled Yato with him, his son looking over his shoulder to G, which pissed off the father. He was defeated by a younger man, seriously, he looked like a criminal! They went to take the underground and Daisuke bought a ticket for him and the kiddy version for Yato, he wasn't going to buy one for this guy for sure. 

The trip took about 20 minutes before they finally were back in Nakano and in the neighborhood of their house, now before he opened the door Daisuke hunched down. "I had to work longer and I have to work some more, this is so we can buy the medicine for your sister, do you understand? You should not run off to Tokyo, your mother and I were really scared." Yato seemed to not understand and stared at his father and looked shortly at G before looking back and at his feet and he nodded but didn't say anything. So the father opened the door and said they were home, he looked at G and even if it made him grumpy, he had to man up, so he took a deep breath. "I am glad you found him, thank you." His wife came outside and took their son in her arms, crying that she was so worried and Daisuke paid attention to her. He kissed her cheek when she let him, "I have to go," and she nodded, she pulled Yato inside and looked at the third person there, "Do you want to come in for a drink?" Yato looked very tired and she checked him and was surprised about his clothes or the smell of his hair, the flowerly shampoo must be Hanako's but Yato's mother had no idea. 

So when Daisuke left, Ayane took the other two inside. She hugged Yato another time and asked him what happened because he smelled like flowers and he explained that because he got wet he had to shower. His story did make much sense but Ayane let it be and ushered him to go brush his teeth and wash his face before going to bed, because that's what sick children had to do. Surprisingly the boy simply obeyed and did not even stutter or stumble around to take time, he straight went to the bathroom. The reason why Ayane had asked this was because of the question that the young man had asked. "Well, tell me?" 

The question did not really surprise her and yet it did, she quickly mumbled or basically scolded Yato without him being here. Of course, that's why he ran away. This man, she was sure he looked familiar, he must be there with Witch Doctor, the two that found Yato only months ago. "Daisuke, my husband, he works with the Yakuza again. That's the only reason how we keep our heads above the water. They promised him that he could come home and it gives us a steadier income than the job he has." Which was definitely where he just came from, working in Japan could literally take hours, "That's why he left immediately, I am afraid what will happen if he is late." She shivered, she turned a stern look at G, "I want to thank you for bringing my son home and I will have a stern conversation with him but there is nothing more you can do, I don't have much to pay you as a reward either I'm afraid." She wasn't sure what he would say or think about her but it needed to be clear. Would this man tell the police or would he understand?