Leaving for another restaurant, the other customers just looked on in sheer awe. A little nickname began to fill their thoughts. Though, it would be a while before anyone would ever agree on just one name in particular.
That night… Shurry cleaned out 3 restaurants of their meat stores, and half of a fourth. All four of them were closed for a couple of days to have their suppliers make deliveries, and even add some rest to those who'd been overworked that night. In a sense, his actions gave them a mini vacation.
The next morning, Shurry woke up, and took his wolf form, except he was super small, the size of a large puppy, basically, a medium watermelon. "It's another new day! Good morning mommy! Mommy?" Shurry looked over curious at the lack of response. He walked over sniffing, and then licked Hathor's face a few times.
Hathor woke up giggling. "Morning sweetie, I see you're full of energy this morning." She reached out hugging Shurry close.
"Mommy!" He giggled, with short and sweet howls. His tail was bouncing with excitement. "It's morning! Good morning!!!"
"Pfft, it is, so what else does that mean?" She smiled, letting go of Shurry so she could get dressed.
Shurry poofed right back to normal, raising his hand up. "BREAKFAST TIME!" He exclaimed, licking his lips.
"And there's one more fun thing you get to do today, do you remember what it is?" Hathor smirked, fixing her day dress, and mask.
"It's play day!!!" His tail sped up as he smiled.
"Pfft, that's right! So have fun today."
"Can I bring my flying disk?"
"Of course."
"YAY!!!"
…
Elsewhere, in the dungeon, Legi was in a fight with monsters. She and her group were surrounded by quite a few of various types, but even so, it wasn't a desperate scenario, the two level 3s hadn't even bothered to lift a finger yet. As for the difficulty of the challenge before Legi, it wasn't the strength, or number of the monsters… Rather the type, even if they were clearly different, they still looked similar to him, her best friend & little brother. Even so, she grit her teeth and fought, overcoming one of the hardest mental challenges she's ever dealt with.
…
In a small tea shop on the surface, a beautiful woman, a goddess, sat across from a young girl, around Shurry's age, she wore what amounted to little more than rags, and was clearly struggling with nutrition. However, the goddess saw what others would have been too dense to see, the red haired girl, had a beaming smile as bright as the sun, no… it was brighter. The birth of a new familia, focused on justice, had just been formed.
…
In the Zeus & Hera familias, their gods, captains, and executives, all held a meeting with an oddly serious air about them. Maxim & Empress had just finished explaining what they did in the dungeon, receiving a few angry glares from Hera, however, they were spared once Lyca brought up just how cute Shurry was, insinuating that maybe it generated such feelings in the two captains.
Zald, upset that things weren't moving forward at all. Did his level best to keep things going, but was immediately hit with the fact he'd caused a heavy debt… That shut him up for a moment.
Though, the next topic was all about Shurry. And Zeus wanted one answer, to one question. "How strong is he, exactly?"
Everyone who'd seen it sighed a similar sigh. And then Maxim spoke up. "If he went all out, holding absolutely nothing back, he'd defeat Balor on his own, with minimal injuries. And depending on the circumstances he may even slay Balrog."
Zald continued… "His fighting sense is like nothing I've ever seen. He may even master Afterglow in a matter of days if we trained him in it, though I doubt he needs it."
Empress decided to add some more… "His ability to serve as a replacement for the moon, and cause a true transformation in other werewolves, even if only one as of right now, is also an incredible ability."
Lyca smiled. "It's true, that transformation was the most invigorating one I've felt in my life."
Maxim decided to add something else. "The range of his abilities is impeccable, even if he's never seen something before he can utilize his skills in such a way that all advantages against him seem useless. Though, if I were to say a level he's comparable to…" He paused and really thought about it… Should I even utter that number? It sounds ridiculous. But… "If it's someone from our familia, he'd be roughly level 6. And you know what that means for those outside our familias."
"Level 7" Zeus whispered, Hera sat back in her chair…
"If you weren't such a perv we could have brought him into our familia!"
"No, it wouldn't have worked…" Zeus said, in a moment of seriousness. "That seal won't wait for much longer. And sending an at most 9 year old boy to fight that thing doesn't sit well with me, regardless of how strong said boy truly is."
"Can't he just strengthen the seal?"
"Probably, but in doing so there is the chance it might break with the conflicting elements involved."
Empress interrupted. "We aren't taking him on our conquests, that's final." She had a rather demanding tone. "I will not allow myself to put a child- boy or girl- so pure, through a battle like that. Not unless it's over my dead body. I will do whatever I can to win before I allow that to happen."
Maxim agrees with a nod. "If we fail then he'll still be here to pick up what we failed to finish…"
"That boy's been through enough in his life already. I'd prefer not to bring him with us either."
Soon it became a unanimous decision among the executives, captains, and gods… Shurry would not engage in combat alongside them on their future quest.
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While that meeting was taking place, Shurry was playing with his new best friend, Ardee. She tosses the flying disk with everything she had, and Shurry would run to catch it. Occasionally Shakti, and her mother would come out to play a little as well.
"I still don't like this, Mother. He's a boy."
"Pfft, it's alright. Just look at her smile, can you really say those things when seeing that. When was the last time you saw her smiling like that?"
Shakti balled her fists, memories of her father, and her other siblings surging through her mind like a raging river, one that spawn rain on a cloudless day.
"Soon the day may come where I won't make it back. This trip told me as much. Be there for her, and let her be herself."