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ven during the peak of day, shadows encroached upon Tokyo's heart. It inched across the massive metropolis's many alleyways, between buildings packed too closely together. Not every alley, mind you, but Farrin may as well have been lingering through the dead of night while on his search. Barty, one of the heroes of the Above & Beyond agency and also Farrin's guardian in Japan, hadn't specified which cafe he was looking for - had challenged Farrin to find his target. And who might that be? A hero that once went by the Symbol of Strength. In another time, in another tale, Oberon went by the Symbol of Heroism. Who better to help the Farrin of here and now to ascend to such heights than the Symbol of Strength?

The clouds were coming in, a light storm on approach, but a little rain wouldn't deter him. Farrin had made it into UAU to train with the best, and he had found more than enough challenge among the university's pro-hero educators, many of which he asked for personal training spars with on his first week, but there weren't too many among his peers that presented a challenge. While UAU was at the tippy top of heroics education, it didn't hurt to look beyond the school's walls for help. This apparent "God of the Black Sand" seemed to be the best place to start. 

Wading through the building fog, Farrin found an alley not entirely taken by the growing dark nor bombarded by the fluorescents of so many other hole-in-the-wall establishments. It was also perfectly devoid of said establishments. There were a few tables and chairs set out and above them a sign that read "The Noyote." Larger than its competition down the other alleyways but not too large. 

So, Farrin set down the path and entered the establishment. Maybe it was the tug of an Oberon of another time leading him to another heroic symbol, maybe it was gut instinct. One way or another, it would become apparent that he chose the right place. 

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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As dreary as the outside might appear, stepping foot into Noyote would wash away the gloom almost entirely. The aroma of freshly brewed coffees and teas intermingled with the scents of baked goods, creating a feeling of warmth for those that came by on this weekend afternoon. Even with the incoming storm business was booming—though it wasn't chaotic or rambunctious. Quite the opposite, in fact. The "quiet crowd"—the group of regulars that came through during the down time— decided to stick around for the afternoon rush so that they could enjoy being in the cafe during the rain.

After all, what could be better than a peaceful atmosphere, a warm drink, some chill music, and a good book?





Sitting at the bar with an assortment of sweet treats before her was a girl eagerly snapping pictures with her phone. She grinned hungrily at the images on her screen as she continued to take more pictures from various different angles.

"You'd better eat all of that," the man behind the bar stated as he approached the girl, his caramel complexion matching that of the girls, and setting down the cup he had just finished cleaning. "Or I will."

The girl set down her phone. Her mouth agape with faux disbelief. For added measure she even clutched for her non-existent pearls. 

"Uyafuna?!" Zazie proclaimed with a playful sternness.

"Ndiyazama," Shu answered with a devious smirk. 

And in an instant, the tanuki snatched one of the finger cakes from the plates and popped it in his mouth. Zazie gasped as her father walked away to resume prepping drinks for his customers.

"Villain," she called after him with a frown. He simply responded with an appropriately villainous laugh. "Never get to have anything nice," the young heroine grumbled to herself. 

AUTHOR'S NOTES: 
"Uyafuna" is a Xhosa word that, in this context, roughly translates to "you dare." The response "ndiyazama" in this context means "I dare."

   

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e was a ghost traveling between realms. Well, Farrin was certainly pale as a ghost, and while all that stood between Noyote and the storm was an ornate door, it might as well have played portal between worlds. Outside there was the morose march of the downtrodden caught in the rain and the infinite damp that befell the city. Within, there was the wafted scent of nuts and herbs. Whole and ground beans brewed to perfection and accompanied by pastries and good mystery novels.

None of which appealed to Farrin. Snuggling with Sada on the couch and enjoying the pitter-patter of rainfall against the window was prime comfort time, but Sada wasn't at his side at the moment, and he hadn't come looking for comfort. Farrin was on a mission - on the hunt for the Tanuki. Barty provided very little, but this was the place. He felt in his gut, and he trusted that gut more than his own mind. 

Ruby eyes read the room and broke it down by chair and table. Not physically, of course, but Farrin was scanning the cafe's patrons over. A few curious stares were shared among those sipping their drinks and chewing on their cakes. His school uniform, mostly dry, may have singled him out. Or it was the laser-like gaze drifting from one group to another until that laser locked on the man behind the bar. 

Farrin dug his phone from his pocket, thumbing his photos open and sliding to the saved picture Barty had sent him of the hero in action. Older, a little more scruffy, hair done a bit differently, but it was close. Extremely close. Like either it was him or his twin brother close. 

Farrin pocketed his phone and approached the bar. He navigated between tables, avoiding any direct contact with those enjoying their personal time away from the world's plights. Leave them to their refuge. Things were shite enough out there. 

"S'cuse me," He'd start, attempting to flag the barkeep down, "I'm lookin' fer' someone. Former hero. Big reputation sort. Yuh happen ta' be his spittin' image. No' a coincidence, right? Am I talkin' to the Tanuki?" Fairly straightforward. Perhaps a little too nonchalant but if this man was trying to hide his identity, Farrin wasn't going to go shouting the name out.   

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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"Ooooh. He doesn't know~," Zazie mused quietly under her breath, but just loud enough for Farrin to hear. Cutting off a piece of the strawberry cream cake with her fork she quickly stuffed the bite into her mouth before she could say more. Choosing to savor the incoming display. A sweet treat and a show. What more could she ask for?

The answer was a lot, but this would suffice.

Alongside the young heroine's bemusement a few of the patrons had—not so—subtly turned their attention towards Farrin. It was a bit of an unspoken rule to not pester Shu about his past as a hero, unless he brought up the topic himself. To break that rule was tantamount to rolling a luck die and hoping the tanuki was in an amenable mood.

Initially, Shu didn't have much of a response. If anything, it might have appeared as though the tanuki was outright ignoring the man. As Farrin made his inquiries, Shu simply continued on with his business. Mixing together a cup of coffee and setting it on a tray alongside some snacks. Once he was done, the tray lifted itself in the air and floated across the building to an elderly couple that was working on a crossword puzzle.

Finally, the pair of golden eyes made their way to the time turner.

Shu had clocked him as a hero from the moment he stepped foot in the establishment. His stance, his build, his mannerisms, and more all gave it away. Not that Farrin seemed to even be hiding those aspects of himself. It also didn't help that a hero agency known as Above and Beyond had contacted him recently. They sought him out for the same reason that most heroes did. If he refused to come out of retirement then he could at least help train them to take the mantle he'd left behind.

"Nah," the tanuki responded, giving Farrin the same answer as he'd given to his agency. "People here just call me Barkeep. You can do the same," he explained and slid a menu towards him. He made a gesture towards a bar and then out at the other booths, signaling for him to take a seat anywhere his heart desired.

"You got a picture?" Zazie chimed in with a devious grin. "I'm like his #1 fangirl," she flashed the back of her phone case which had an embossed Tanuki logo on it. 

AUTHOR'S NOTES: 
Noyote has a very eclectic spread, containing dishes from Japan, the USA, and even some African options. Though it mostly caters towards Japanese tastes it's not shy about it's more international options.

   

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he coin flipped heavily in Farrin's mind. On which side it would land was anyone's guess. Heads was dominated by impatience and looked a lot like Farrin laying his hands on the gleaming, wooden bar top, calling the former-hero on his bullshit. Tails was his mother's voice in his ear, telling him that that was no way to treat someone you intended to ask for help. His hand swept through the air of the mentalscape and snatched the coin, then slammed it down. 

Farrin took a seat at the bar, eyeing the menu. He wasn't going to put distance between himself and the Barkeep, but he'd play along. His eyes ran down the bar and off in Zazie's direction. Doesn't know what? 

"Yeah, right 'ere if yuh' wanna take a peep," he offered, flipping his phone back on and pulling up his picture of the Tanuki in action. He set the device down on the counter if Zazie wished to join him. "Gotta say, the resemblance is strikin'," he continued, turning his attention back on the Barkeep. "Yuh' could be his brother, twin e'en." 

Farrin clutched onto the topic, refusing to let it go. He came here for a reason. To become the best, he needed guidance from the best. Apparently, that was this barkeeper, once. 

"Hmm, can't go wrong wit' breakfast fer' lunch. I'll take 'em bangers n' eggs. Some water too if yuh' no' mind." 

And maybe while we're at it you'll cut the bs and admit you're exactly who I think you are, but he never said that. Impatience lived in the shadows of a time-turned mind. It was his negative, his quirk's equal but opposite. When the world already crawled so slowly around him, hell looked like traffic. Vehicular, conversational, anything that ate up time boiled Farrin's blood. There was no going back to a volkswagen after you experience the Lamborghini.  

"So, if yer no' the bloke I'm thinkin' yuh' are, where yuh' think I might find him?" 

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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There was the slightest hint of a smirk forming on the tanuki's face as processed his response. He was a man on a mission. Impatient. Ready to move to the next part. The perfect prey to make this rainy afternoon a little more entertaining. The same seemed to be true for the walking philosopher's stone that was his daughter. Clearly the apple didn't fall far from the tree in this regard.

"Sausage and eggs, comin' right up," he said with a slight nod and headed over to his computer to punch in the order for the kitchen. For now, he didn't have much more to say to the impetuous hero. 





So, after filling up a glass of water for Farrin, the tanuki set it down in front of him and returned his focus on the other Noyote patrons. However, while he may have lost Shu's attention, Zazie seemed intent to keep the time-turner occupied—if only for a little bit.

"This picture is from 2085," Zazie explained as she examined the image on the phone thoroughly. "Oh!" She started tapping the table as she tried to connect the pieces in her mind. "This is from the fight with Krakoa. That's the fight that solidified him as the Symbol of Strength," Zazie stated though it was clear that she was holding herself back. Her golden eyes honed in on Farrin, daring him to ask her more about the event. 

But it was very clear that Farrin had his own topics he wanted to discuss.

"Tanuki's brother looks nothing like him though," Zazie corrected as she offered Farrin back his phone. In return, she offered him hers. On the screen was a selfie she took with an older man with salt and pepper hair. Both of them were posed in front of a villain that they had taken down. "War Dog has way more gray hair," she said as her focus shifted to her father, "and he can actually grow a beard. Though if you're going off the secret twin angle then you've definitely stumbled on the evil one."

"Those cakes are coming out of your allowance," Shu announced from across the bar.

Once again, Zazie looked aghast at his words before returning her attention to Farrin.

"Eeeeevil~," she teasingly whispered before letting out a heavy sigh. Her mood seemed to take a complete 180 as she took another bite cake. The fun of this little game having run dry. "Look, kid," Zazie said despite being the only child in this conversation. "The man you're looking for," she started while pointing at Farrin's phone. "You're wasting your time. Tanuki is long dead." 

AUTHOR'S NOTES: 
As far as Zazie is concerned, Tanuki died alongside her mother and grandfather when Pride attacked. Even though Shu survived, he's a shell of his former self and seems to be simply coasting through life in order to take care of her. At least, that's her opinion on the matter.

In the time that's passed since his father died, Shu's adoptive brother Kh'mir has taken up the hero name War Dog. 

   

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arrin's finger tapped away too. Though his little habit stemmed not from recollection but frustration and restlessness. Every grain of sand that fell through the hourglass pushed him a little further. The growing desert wrestling with his mum's emphasis on manners. Time was the most precious of commodities and right now he was trading it away for nothing. 



"Yup. No’ that I’d remember it, I was three at the time," Farrin replied, passively. 

He wasn't invested in the hero's history. Not yet at least. Tracking the man down and learning what he could was his only concern. This "Barkeep" was the spitting image of the man in the photo Barty sent. What's more, the hero's name stirred the Noyote pot. The world was slow in Farrin's eyes, he noticed more than most. Every twitch, every reaction, every hushed comment. No. Tanuki's name meant something here. Not in the "oh yeah, now that was a hero" sort of way. It was personal. 

"Dun' think War Dog was the Tanuki's brother, lass. What I know is, I was told I might find the former Symbol o' Strength 'round this part o' town, that I bumped inta' a bar run by a man o' his spittin' image, host ta his number one fangirl, n' a bunch o' patrons that shift in their seats at the man's name. Whole lot o' attention bein' paid ta' the mention o' a long-dead man." 

He was plugging the pieces together to form a most obvious puzzle. Whatever the reason they chose to bury this man's past, the Noyote did little to hide it. Not in the eyes of the observant at least - and Farrin was observant. 

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[attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future!

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Unfortunately, it was the observant types that often missed things the most—casting aside the obvious in search of the greater truth. Ignoring subtleties and focusing on the wrong things. Then again, when you alway perceive the world moving at such a slow pace how could you truly appreciate the nuances around you? 

"You really don't know, do you?" Zazie questioned, legitimately surprised by Farrin's last statements. In a way, she kind of felt bad for him. Somebody had set him up for failure. Or maybe they were just woefully optimistic. In either case, the poor bastard clearly had not done his research if he didn't even know about Kh'mir.

She let out a heavy sigh and shook her head. Zazie opened her mouth to say something, but shook her head again and took another big bite from one of her cakes.

"Listen," she said after finishing her mouthful. "I told you. You're wasting your time if you're chasing after Tanuki. He died the same night that—"

"That is enough, Starlight," Shu interrupted. His tone was stern, a nerve clearly stepped upon. He had just returned from the kitchen with a plate in tow. While it was a simple order, the tanuki had the cooks in the back do a little extra. Something that he might find a bit familiar. 





"We don't do black pudding here," he said as he placed the Irish homage in front of Farrin, "but hopefully this will suffice." 

The tanuki took one step back and gave the time turner another once over. What amusement Shu had with riling the young man up had waned. Not to mention it had pushed Zazie to tread too closely to mentioning the incident and that was not an argument meant for the public.

"As I said before, in the walls of Noyote, I am the Barkeep. Outside of its walls I am simply that pain in the ass's father," Shu explained as he thumbed over at Zazie—who mouthed 'wow' under her breath at the insult. "You will not find Tanuki here or anywhere else for that matter. Your agency has wasted both of our time, Oberon."

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ome proper feckin' breakfast food had a way of calming his broiling impatience. As a child, Farrin asked his mum to hold the mushrooms, but given the courtesy - and circumstances - he wasn't about to complain. No, he didn't know about the second War Dog being related to his predecessor or even Tanuki, only that someone was using the name, but it wasn't a mistake he ponder for long. Above & Beyond could have cued him in, but they wanted him to figure this out mostly on his own, and by the time of the original War Dog's passing, and the supposed death of Tanuki, Farrin was dumpster diving for lunch. While Shu's family was passing torches and mourning their dead, both fake and otherwise, Farrin was learning not to turn away a properly made meal. Like the one before him. 

 "'Preciated," he genuinely responded, digging into his plate.

In a blink, he's down half a plate of baked beans. Fun fact, most baked beans were actually steamed beans. But the point his he's scarfed down his beans, the eggs had nearly disappeared, and the sausage link was soon to follow. A few bites in, and his ruby stare is shifting between Shu and Zazie as he explained the relationship. So, he was a parent. That's a card Farrin could play. Not yet though. With half a hand remaining, there was no need to drop the drama bombs. Some secrets were best kept close to the chest, if possible. 

"Nope, dun know what yer gettin' at, lass," he said after swallowing a mouthful of eggs and beans. "Didn't have the luxury o' followin' the media much back then." He'd leave his parental circumstances at that for now. "N I was sent 'ere without so much as an address. No' much ta' go on, less time ta' prepare. Still," he continued, dabbing his face with a napkin, "it's peculiar that some barkeep would be familiar wit' a UA student's chosen hero alias, which means Above n' Beyond certainly contacted yuh, didn't they Morinji Shu?" 

Two could play at that game. Barty had given Farrin that much to work with. Clearly, most of the Noyote's patrons were at least somewhat familiar with the owner's circumstances, so whether or not this was some bomb dropped was entirely unknown to the boy. Best case scenario, he made it abundantly clear he knew who he was talking to and baited out some sort of worthwhile response, but this old bastard was stubborn. Would he dig his feet in further at the claim? 

"In any case, I'm no' in the business o' wastin' time, so, if I can't find the Tanuki 'ere, maybe yuh' might tell me where I'll find the former-Tanuki? Yuh' know, a Tanuki no more but once was?" He poking at particulars now, but maybe it would a difference.    

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