The sky was painted in shades of pink and orange as Sakutarō and Kotoba made their way through the dense forest towards the Ryūdendo Cave. The air was cool and crisp, filled with the earthy scent of pine and damp leaves. Their hearts were pounding with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Today, they hoped to witness the beginning of Daisuke's transformation.
As they approached the cave, the towering entrance loomed ahead, a dark maw against the vibrant morning sky. The sight of it sent a shiver down Sakutarō's spine, but he pushed his apprehension aside. He glanced at Kotoba, whose expression was one of quiet determination.
They stepped inside the cave, their footsteps echoing softly against the stone walls. The interior was dimly lit by the faint, ethereal glow of the crystal-clear pool. Daisuke lay motionless, eyes closed, immersed in his own world. Hōkai sat in a shadowed corner, his arms crossed, watching over Daisuke like a silent guardian.
