My Hero Academia: The Legacy of Lost Numbers

Toshinori stood by Ellen's side, watching her work diligently at her desk, her hands gracefully managing the affairs of the vast Kingdom of Russia. The room was quiet, save for the soft rustle of papers and the distant hum of servants attending to other matters.

Toshinori, his voice low and teasing, leaned closer to her ear, a sly grin playing on his lips.

"Your Grace,"

he said softly,

"Are you sure managing an entire kingdom isn't too much for a Queen? You seem to have everything perfectly under control."

Ellen, pausing momentarily, glanced up at him with a small smile. Her golden eyes shimmered with warmth, the weight of her responsibilities evident yet balanced by her calm demeanor.

"You're exaggerating,"

she replied, her voice steady yet gentle,

"I wouldn't be able to manage this without your support, Dark Knight."

Toshinori chuckled, straightening up as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Well, someone has to keep you company through all this paperwork, and as your loyal escort, it's my duty."

His eyes sparkled mischievously.

"Besides, it's much more fun watching you work than dealing with demons."

Ellen shook her head playfully, letting out a soft laugh.

"You'll be the death of me someday with that teasing."

He leaned back against the chair behind him, his dark cloak flowing gently around his form as he crossed his arms once more.

"Perhaps,"

he said,

"but it's worth it to see you smile, even amidst all this responsibility."

The room filled with a comfortable silence once again, though Toshinori's gaze didn't leave Ellen. His demonic powers were subdued, his dark knight persona faded into the background, but his presence still brought strength to her as they faced the weight of ruling together.

Ellen turned back to her work, her lips curving into a faint smile.

"Thank you, My Dark Knight."

He gave a final, soft chuckle, watching her with adoration as she continued her tasks.

"Anytime, My Queen."

The room was bathed in a soft, golden light as Ellen sat at her desk, surrounded by countless papers detailing the affairs of the kingdom. Her brow was slightly furrowed, and her fingers moved quickly, but her thoughts were weighed down by the responsibilities of ruling. It had been a long day, and she needed something to lift her spirits.

Ellen let out a soft sigh, leaning back in her chair as her golden eyes wandered toward Toshinori, who was seated quietly nearby, his dark cloak draped around him, giving him an air of calm strength. She glanced over at him, her lips forming a gentle smile.

"I need a big hug,"

Ellen murmured softly, her voice a delicate request.

Toshinori's eyes flickered with mischief, a sly smile forming on his lips as he watched her. Without a word, he slowly rose from his seat, his tall, imposing figure moving toward her with deliberate grace. He unbuttoned his black shirt, the muscles of his well-toned chest and arms flexing subtly with each movement, creating an alluring contrast against the dark fabric.

With a teasing grin, he stepped closer, his deep, husky voice resonating softly.

"How about a sexy demonic hug for my godly Queen?"

he said, his tone a perfect blend of seduction and humor.

Ellen blinked, her breath catching for a moment as her eyes traveled upward, taking in the full view of his perfectly sculpted physique. Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, her mind momentarily lost in the visual before her.

"You're impossible,"

she said softly, trying to hold back the blush creeping up her neck. Yet, there was a playful gleam in her eyes that mirrored his own.

Toshinori closed the distance between them, his arms outstretched. Without hesitation, he enveloped her in his embrace, the warmth of his body sending a soothing pulse through her own. His embrace was firm yet tender, radiating strength while also providing comfort.

"You're too much,"

Ellen whispered, her voice barely audible against his chest.

"Too Hot for my queen?"

Toshinori teased, his voice low and sultry.

"Never. Only enough to keep you grounded."

Ellen chuckled softly, her arms wrapping around him in response. She leaned into him, relishing the sensation of his presence.

"Perhaps,"

she murmured, her lips brushing against the fabric of his shirt,

"but you'll have to do more than flex to convince me."

Toshinori laughed lightly, his breath warm against her hair.

"Is that so?"

he asked, a teasing note in his tone.

"Then maybe I'll just have to show you, my queen."

Ellen pulled back slightly, her golden eyes meeting his. The playful tension between them shifted into something deeper, their love evident in every glance and movement. Her smile widened, a warmth filling her chest that no amount of royal duty could dampen.

"You'll regret saying that,"

she whispered, her voice a sultry tease of its own.

Toshinori's smirk deepened as his embrace tightened again for just a moment longer.

"Regret?"

he purred softly.

"Never."

The grand hall of the royal palace shimmered with golden light as Ellen stood near a large, ornate window overlooking the kingdom. The air was peaceful now, but only moments ago, the chaos of battle had enveloped the realm. Her hands rested gently on the windowsill, and a soft smile played on her lips as she reflected on the journey they had endured together.

"You've been quiet,"

Toshinori said softly, his voice a low rumble that seemed to carry through the stillness.

Ellen turned slightly to face him, her golden eyes meeting his deep crimson gaze.

"There's so much to reflect on,"

she replied, her voice calm but laced with emotion.

"We've come so far… through battles, loss, and sacrifices."

Toshinori giving her a sense of security.

"It's been a long road,"

he agreed, his voice a hushed whisper.

"Yet, despite everything, we're here—still standing."

Ellen smiled warmly, her expression softening as she placed her hand over his.

"We suffered so much, Toshinori,"

she said, her voice full of tenderness.

"And now, here we are—despite all the odds."

Toshinori nodded slowly, his fingers interlacing with hers.

"Fighting wasn't just about survival,"

he admitted, his voice steady yet heavy with emotion.

"It was about protecting what matters—each other, our family, and the legacy we built together."

Their silence lingered for a moment before Ellen spoke again, her tone thoughtful.

"There were times I wondered if we would make it through. Times where I thought it was too much… the weight of responsibility, the fear of losing everything we hold dear."

Toshinori gave her a reassuring squeeze.

"But we did,"

he said softly.

"Because no matter the odds, we always found a way. Together."

Ellen glanced down at their intertwined hands, a faint chuckle escaping her lips.

"Even with your teasing and your dangerous risks, we always found a way."

Toshinori smirked.

"You're not exactly innocent either,."

he teased lightly, leaning in a little closer.

"You've kept me grounded, kept us moving forward."

Ellen chuckled, shaking her head.

"That's true,"

she admitted.

"But sometimes, I wonder… if I'm truly strong enough to handle everything."

Toshinori gently cupped her cheek with his hand, his touch tender.

"You are stronger than you realize,"

he said quietly.

"Stronger than anyone else, my queen. And together, nothing can break us."

Their eyes locked again, the weight of everything they had faced dissolving in that moment. Ellen's smile was filled with a newfound sense of peace—a peace forged through hardship, love, and unbreakable resilience.

"We've come so far,"

she whispered softly, her voice a reflection of everything they had fought for.

Toshinori leaned in slightly, his lips brushing against her forehead.

"And I wouldn't trade this for anything."

In a warm embrace, Ellen rested her head against Toshinori's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips. The quiet between them was comforting, a moment where they simply existed in each other's presence. The world outside faded away, leaving only the shared bond they had built through countless struggles and triumphs.

Together, they became a testament to the depth of their love—a story woven through battles, sacrifices, and unwavering support. The silence spoke volumes, as though the entire world bore witness to the strength of their connection and the journey they had walked side by side.