Creati Hero: All-Father[Completed]

Trigger Warning!! Child abuse!

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The publish schedule is a chapter in weekdays and two on weekends. I will probably finish with the Patréon tomorrow where you can read up to 20 advanced chapters, might be more. Please comment and let me know what you think. Peace!

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Upon returning to the home, the trio, Mika, Mokami, and Momo saw the bastard waiting in the living room with a newspaper in his hand.  Mika frowned slightly, while Mokami held back his growl, while the little cutey ran towards her father and jumped on him excitedly.

"Papa! " She exclaimed.  It had been months since they last saw this bastard, and his appearance wasn't a coincidence by any chance. He was here because someone had reported to him.

"Princess, what did I tell you about jumping on people before? " The Bastard said with a rebuking expression making Momo look down in trepidation and sadness.

"That I should never do. As a lady, I should act like one and mind my surroundings.  After all, my actions represent the Yaoyorozu family and I shouldn't do anything that would degrade our great name. " Momo roted as it was one of the few unbendable rules the bastard drummed into their brains.

"And, was your jumping around lady-like? " He asked.

"No, sir. " Momo didn't look up.

"Don't do it again.

"Okay, papa.

"Good, now come and sit on my lap and tell me about your Quirk. " Yozo smiled as he looked at Momo with a smirk.  The latter beamed up and made herself comfortable on her father's lap and started to recount what they had experienced and how she awakened her Quirk.

"...  then I created a puzzle piece since I was so frustrated… later Onii-chan, when he saw me crying for red paint, created a Crayon… the old lady at the hospital did many tests to see how much fat tissue we need to create different items and how much knowledge we need to know to create them… it seems like both I and Onii-chan have the same quirk and we can create almost anything so long as it is not a living thing. " She finished her report from where she was sitting.  From beginning to end, the bastard never even showed any expression on his face, only listened.

"Although not ideal, it is still better than I expected. " He said after a while much to Momo's happiness. She was worried to hear their father would be disappointed in the Quirks they had awakened. "Though, it will cause some troubles.

"What do you mean, dear? " Mika asked, but she lowered her gaze when she saw the bastard looking at her with disgust.

"You don't have to think hard with that beautiful head of yours. Just be a good wife and take care of your appearance. " He snorted, as he held Momo's waist and moved her on his lap to make it more comfortable.

Mokami was too busy to hold back his growing anger, he failed to hear the car engines shutting down in the garden.  Not long after, the main butler of the mansion walked in and reported; "Master, Japan Quirk Supervision Agency with a representative of World Quirk Supervision Agency are here to discuss Young Master and Young Lady's Quirks.

"Take them to the meeting room," Yozo said with a frown as he stood up with Momo in his embrace. "Let's go.

Mokami was pulled out of his stupor as he followed his father.  He had never heard about these agencies in the series, so he didn't know what was going on, but it was probably something to do with what his father said.  Although he didn't know what kind of trouble the bastard was talking about, he knew the potential of the Quirk: Creation.

Soon, they arrived at the meeting room and three people were already seated at the table.  As a strong and influential person, Yozo wouldn't wait for the guests, he would make them wait, thus he didn't hurry up. This was a simple power play. He also didn't greet them upon entering the room but walked to the head of the table and sat down. Momo was still on his lap while Mokami sat next to their father.

"Mr. Yaoyorozu," The only woman in the group called out, "My name is Kawata Mitsu and my partner is Furuta Ryobe. And our esteemed guess is Enzo Lambert from the World Agency.

"Nice to meet you all, as you know, I am Yozo Yaoyorozu. " The bastard said tersely.

"It is our pleasure, Mr. Yaoyorozu," Enzo said with a smile as he looked at the children.  "As you may have guessed, we are here to talk about the potential danger the Quirks of two younglings here can cause. Although a lot similar to Mrs.  Yaoyorozu's power, there is a significant difference that can lead to many dangers if left unsupervised and as the World Quirk Supervision Agency, it is our duty to inform them about these dangers.

"No need to beat around the bush, just tell what you are afraid of," Yozo said with a small smirk. "Economic collapse? The real danger against you and the populace? All quirks carry at least some form of danger, which is why there are so many regulations. You don't have to treat my children any differently.

"It seems like you too had foreseen what these children can do," Enzo said with a triumphant smile. "Say, if they were to print out money, who could stop them? What about jewelry?

"You don't have to force your single-digit brain cell on the perils of their creation. " Yozo slapped the table, "Who do you think we are? Do you believe we need to stoop so low to earn a little bit of pocket money?

"Please don't get us wrong, Mr.  Yaoyorozu, we are here to inform you about these potential hazards," Ryobe said with an uneasy expression on his face.

"You informed, now fuck off," Yozo said without pulling his words. He was truly infuriated.

"Calm down, sir. " Enzo frowned, "Although you are rich and powerful, we are still an organization accepted by 193 nations. It is our duty to control the risks a quirk can cause in daily life.

"No, you are here to scare my kid into submission. " Yozo answered with an intimidating smile, "Let me tell you this so you can relay them to your superiors, Yaoyorozu family does not need small change that can be earned from selling little pretty stones. My children will not mass produce them to buy toys. We are rich enough.

"Oh, is that why your wife sells those little pretty stones to buy little pretty bags? " Enzo fired back and for a second, the room chilled down.

"Get out, now. " Yozo calmly said and the head butler walked in to escort the guest out. "Bastards.

"Dear. " Mika walked in as soon as they left, and looked at them in worry.

"I told you many times to drop your childish hobby. Did you see what you caused? " Yozo shouted.

"I am using my power to excel in business. What I am doing is not illegal. " Mika answered although she didn't look into Yozo's eyes.

"I don't care! You will shut down your company and be a good little wife and sit at home!

Mika cried as she dashed out of the room. Yozo was still holding Momo's waist.  Mokami was too distracted about what was happening, and when he heard his mother cry, he looked at the bastard and saw him holding Momo on his lap. But the weird thing was the flushing face of the latter. At first, Mokami thought his sister was afraid and sad, but when he focused, he realized that wasn't the case.

In fear and denial, he lowered his gaze and focused on his father's lap and saw a tent.  His erection was poking between Momo's legs, and by holding her waist, the bastard was rubbing her to his erection.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? " Mokami asked in disbelief as he looked at the bastard in bloodlust.

"Oh, you know what this is? " The bastard wasn't ashamed nor panicking, he was only surprised to see a four-year-old knew what was going on.

"Drop her now! " Mokami shouted as he slowly walked towards the bastard as a black light shone on his palm.

"Onii-chan? " Momo looked at him with her big eyes. Mokami could see fear in them, but at the moment, he didn't care if he was seen as a devil.

"What is that? Are you creating something? " The bastard smiled as he kept on rubbing his daughter on his lap. "Haha! What is wrong with what I am doing? I gave birth to you and I have every right to make use of you however I want! Since my daughter is such a beauty, it is my fatherly right to taste her, no?

"You sick, bastard! She is four! " Mokami's brain pounded in his skull. For a strange reason, he was filled with hatred and rage. The rich bastard's mentality was fucking so twisted. It made him so angry, he wanted to destroy him right there and then!

"Heh, she wouldn't be the first child I tasted. " The bastard muttered. Wasn't worried about admitting it in front of his son. But this sentence was the last drop for Mokami. In the next second, he was upon the bastard and his hand touched the bastard's head. Yozo's eyes lost their focus, and his hands that were holding Momo dropped down. Momo's face was on the table for a while now, but Mokami didn't know what was wrong with her.  At the moment, he was too obsessed to kill the bastard and for a second, he really thought he killed his father, but in the next, his eyes revolved in his sclera and focused on him. Although they looked normal, Mokami could see there was emptiness behind them.

"You will not disturb us ever again. From now on, you will only work and earn money for me, Momo and mother. You will not hurt any of us physically or psychologically. You will protect us against all odds. You will never touch another woman in a sexual way, especially a minor! " Mokami hissed without knowing why he was doing so, but when he finished, his father put Momo on the table and got up. Without saying anything, he left the room, the mansion, and went to work at the office.

Mokami, who was sweating, fell to the ground and the world went black.