I live in Katayama Village. Not much is known from that village. Just a village consisting of clans and a leader whose name is Osore-Sama who is also my dad. The village is pretty big too good for at least 20 clans.
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I belong to the Hashimoto clan. We can teleport anywhere as long as we have been there and we have eyes that can control, move, freeze, and manipulate something, and someone just by activating our death stare and moving our hands the way we want to move our target. Like if I move my hand up I can move the target upwards also. But if I move my hand fast, they'll get launched or get hit by something from that direction.
Of course, every ability has flaws in this world. Our eyes cannot control and move a person whose strengths are leveled or above our powers. But if the enemy is weaker then you can move them forcefully without any problems.
But to manipulate the stronger, you have to weaken them first. Using Object manipulation. it's the same. Just objects are moving.
Everyone loved us. Hashimoto clan is one of the major clans in Katayama village. This is why people treat us nicely. I didn't like the idea of that. I think that they only treat us that way so that we won't attack them. But a certain boy made me consider him my only true friend in this village.
Hikaru Watanabe.
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"I said! Give me back my diary!!" Hikaru said blushing furiously as I manipulated the diary and raised it to the ceiling of my house.
"Sorry Hika, rules are rules! You said 'dare' and my dare for you is to let me read your diary!"
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