As Hiro stepped through the threshold of his house, he couldn't contain his excitement. "I'm home!" Hiro exclaimed, his voice echoing through the empty silence. His gaze wandered towards his father's office, where a dim light cast a soft glow through the slightly ajar door.

Curiosity piqued, he approached the office and peered inside. There, buried beneath a mountain of paperwork, sat his father, Koji, with exhaustion etched on his face as he had fallen asleep amidst his work. Hiro's heart swelled with sympathy, realizing the immense sacrifices his father had made since their mother left them a few years ago.

His footsteps soft and careful, Hiro whispered to himself, "Father, you've given up so much for me. I wish I could do more to ease your burden."

Determined to offer his father a moment of respite, Hiro made his way to the kitchen. With thoughtful precision, he prepared a simple yet comforting meal, meticulously selecting ingredients he knew his father would appreciate. The delectable aroma wafted through the house, filling it with a cozy and satisfying ambiance.

With the table set and dinner ready, Hiro gently nudged his father awake. Koji blinked, momentarily disoriented before a warm smile spread across his face upon seeing Hiro's kind eyes.

"Hiro, my son. How was your day?" Koji asked, his voice filled with genuine interest.

Hiro took a seat across from his father and began recounting his day, starting with a trip to the store where he had unexpectedly run into Emi, their family friend. He shared how they caught up and talked about various things, including the upcoming in-game event in Anito that had everyone excited.

Koji listened attentively, his tired eyes lighting up as Hiro animatedly described the legendary Children of Bathala guild and its retired guild leader, Shadowstrike. The admiration in Hiro's voice was palpable as he spoke of the guild's remarkable achievements and the awe-inspiring reputation of their leader.

"You know, Father," Hiro interjected, his eyes gleaming with excitement, "I wish you could exude that same aura of power and coolness like the retired guild leader. You're amazing too, just like him!"

A faint smile appeared on Koji's lips as he absorbed his son's words. "Thank you, Hiro. It means a lot to hear you say that. The retired guild leader must be truly remarkable if he inspires such admiration."

Hiro's enthusiasm grew, and he playfully extended an invitation to his father. "Hey, how about we play Anito together this weekend? It'll be a great way for us to bond, and you deserve a break from all the work you do."

Koji chuckled softly, a hint of nostalgia flickering in his eyes. "I'll consider it, Hiro. It could be a fun way for us to spend time together. After all, even us old folks need to relax sometimes."

With their laughter echoing through the room, Hiro and his father shared a warm and meaningful meal, their connection strengthened by the simple act of sharing stories and dreams. In that moment, Hiro realized that while the legendary guild leader may have inspired awe in the gaming world, his own father was the true hero in his life—a pillar of strength and unwavering love.

Meanwhile, Emi went inside a lively pub, meeting up with Ren, a colleague who shared the same interests as her. The air was filled with murmurs of conversation and the sound of glasses clinking.

Emi chuckled at Ren's playful remark. "Ah, Ren, always the clown. It's great to see that your sense of humor never changed after all this time. But kidding aside, I really appreciate everything you have done in holding down the fort while We've been away. I know it's not easy, We never got to thank you guys for everything"

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Ren smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Of course, Emi. The place hasn't burned down yet, and no one has started a rebellion... I think. so I guess whatever it is I'm doing is working for some reason"

Emi shook her head, with a fond smile on her face. "You already have the qualities of a great leader; you just needed a little push for you to realize it. Plus, I think everyone is relieved that we were gone, so I think it's best for everyone."

Ren raised an eyebrow, an expression of shock on his face. "Relieved? Oh no, Emi, it's the other way around. I've managed to keep them from falling into utter despair by keeping the hope alive that one day you guys will return."

Emi laughed, enjoying their banter. "I have no doubt that everyone is in good hands as long as you're there. Your unique charm and wit have a way of bringing people together."

Ren leaned closer, a glimmer of seriousness in his eyes. "But enough about me. What made you reach out after all this time? Is it time for us to help reclaim your rightful place?"

Emi's expression turned contemplative. "Not quite yet, Ren. I have my hands full with the shop at the moment. You know how important that is to my mom. But I do need your help with something."

Ren leaned back, crossing his arms with a curious expression. "Oh? What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time, Emi?"

Emi chuckled. "No trouble, I assure you. It's about a friend's son. He's been facing some challenges and could use a friend"

Ren's playful smile softened into a more thoughtful one. "Hmm, I see. So, you want me to keep an eye on the young lad? Make sure he doesn't get into the wrong crowd?"

Emi suggested, "Not exactly. I was thinking of asking your eldest daughter to be friends with him. She plays Anito as well, right? He has been through a tough time recently, and I think having a good friend like your daughter would really make a difference."

Ren scratched his head, considering Emi's request. "Hmm, that's not a bad idea, but I'm not sure about this young lad. Are you sure he's not after my beautiful, sweet daughter Aina?"

Ren's playful façade faded, and a protective tone emerged. "I'm not sure he's worthy of my daughter's time, and I don't like the idea of a weakling falling for her and making things difficult for both of us, if you know what I mean."

Emi's laughter filled the air as she playfully nudged Ren's shoulder. "Oh, come on, Ren. I'm not asking your daughter to marry him. I just want them to be friends. Also, I don't think his father would be happy if he heard you calling his son a weakling. You might regret it."

Ren's protective instincts kicked in, his mind racing with thoughts of who this young lad's father could be for Emi to speak so highly of him. "By the way, who is this young lad? I don't even know his name yet."

Emi replied, "Oh, sorry, I completely forgot. It's Hiro."

Emi mentioned Hiro's name, and Ren's jaws dropped, his eyes widening in surprise. "Hiro? Koji's son? You're saying you just happened to forget to mention that he is Koji's son, and you let me talk on and on. I still wish to see my grandchildren and only die of old age."

Emi burst into laughter at Ren's exaggerated response. "Oh, Ren, you're truly something. Hiro is a good kid, unlike his father. And don't worry, I won't tell Koji you called his son a weakling. So please, help me with this."

Ren scratched his head, a puzzled expression on his face. "Hiro, huh? Well, if he's a good kid and you asked for it, then I'll ask my daughter about it."

Emi grinned, relieved that Ren was willing to lend a hand. "Thank you, Ren. I knew I could count on you. I'll arrange a meeting between Hiro and Aina. I think they'll get along really well."

Ren nodded, his protective demeanor softening. "Just make sure Hiro knows that my daughter is precious to me. I won't tolerate anyone hurting her, weakling or not."

Emi's smile turned reassuring. "I understand, Ren. I'll make sure Hiro understands that too. He's been through a lot, and I think having a friend like Aina will be a positive influence in his life."

Ren raised his glass, a toast to their new plan. "To Hiro and Aina, may their friendship bring them joy and strength."

They clinked their glasses together, sealing their agreement. The pub echoed with laughter and merriment as they continued to catch up, discussing their shared interests and reminiscing about old times.

Little did they know that their collaboration would not only shape the lives of Hiro and Aina but also create a bond that would transcend virtual worlds and bring about unexpected adventures and growth for everyone involved.

As the night wore on, Emi and Ren reveled in the comfort of their friendship, knowing that they could rely on each other in times of need. They knew that with their support, Hiro and Aina's friendship would blossom, and both of their lives would be enriched in ways they could have never imagined.

And so, amidst the laughter and camaraderie, Emi and Ren forged a path for Hiro and Aina, intertwining their destinies and setting in motion a story that would unfold in the realm of Anito and beyond.