The sudden appearance of the eight-headed dragon yokai in the forest of Eternal Kamikado is a surprise. The massive monster, now in human form, stands naked
Its body, now human-like, is still massive and fearsome, with eight heads crowned by horns snaking from its skull. The sight of the creature, appearing out of nowhere, is nothing short of awe-inspiring and unsettling.
The surrounding forest is eerily quiet, as if holding its breath in the presence of the intimidating being. The only sound is the rustle of the wind through the trees and the soft footfalls of the dragon yokai's human form. The creature's many-headed form casts flickering shadows in the dim light of the evening, creating an even more menacing appearance. Its many eyes gaze upon its surroundings, as if searching for something or someone.
As the first rays of sunlight begin to filter through the windows, Takeshi blinks his eyes open, feeling groggy and disoriented. He rubs his eyes and looks around, realizing that he must have dozed off at some point in the night. He looks to the bed, seeing that Taro is still asleep, his form completely still under the blankets. Takeshi gets up from the chair, his body stiff and aching from sleeping in an upright position all night.
Takeshi picks up the newspaper he had placed on the bedside table earlier, flipping through the pages until he finds an article about the incident from yesterday. He scans the article, taking in the details of the events that had transpired. Takeshi's eyes widen as he reads about the mysterious blue sun that had appeared in the earth's atmosphere. The article mentions that some humanoid figures had been seen floating near the sun before it had suddenly started to fade away.
Takeshi looks at the article again, a feeling of unease settling in his stomach. The article mentions that Taro had been seen floating at the mysterious black sun, and that he had defeated a yokai with a spear and blue flame. Takeshi knows that his friend's power is both powerful and dangerous, but he also knows that Taro is still inexperienced and unsure about how to control it.
Takeshi runs a hand through his hair, his mind racing with thoughts and concerns. He knows that Taro's power is attracting attention, and that it won't be long before others take notice. He needs to figure out how to help his friend control and manage his power, and quickly.
Takeshi is jolted out of his thoughts by the sound of a sudden thump at the window. He looks up to see a strange man standing outside, completely naked, his strange appearance making Takeshi's eyes widen in shock. The man at the window has an imposing and intimidating presence, his body covered in strange markings and tattoos. He stares at Takeshi and Taro with a cold and calculating gaze, his expression revealing nothing of his intentions.
Takeshi turns to look at Taro, noticing that his friend's expression has changed. He can see a look of fascination and something else, something he can't quite identify, in his eyes.
Taro looks at the man at the window, his expression one of awe and almost reverence. "Yamato no Orochi," he whispers, his voice filled with... affection?
Takeshi is completely bewildered by his friend's reaction. He had expected surprise, fear, or even anger, but not this... fascination. He looks back at the strange man at the window, trying to figure out what he's missing. The naked man at the window, Yamato no Orochi, grins at them, his sharp teeth gleaming in the morning light. "Hello there," he says, his voice deep and rumbling. "I am Yamato no Orochi, a Yokai."
Takeshi gapes at the massive Yokai, still struggling to comprehend what's happening. He glances at Taro, who is still staring at Yamato no Orochi with an almost dreamy expression on his face.
"Apologies for the intrusion," Yamato no Orochi says, his tone almost casual. "But I couldn't help but notice your friend here."
He nods at Taro, who seems to shiver with pleasure at the attention.
Takeshi is even more confused and alarmed now. He turns to Yamato no Orochi, bewildered by his human-like appearance. "You...you're a Yokai," he says, his voice shaky. "But you look...human."
Yamato no Orochi chuckles at the question, seemingly amused by the confusion in Takeshi's voice. "Ah, yes," he says with a sly grin. "I suppose I should explain that."
He spreads his arms out, as if to showcase his naked body. "As a Yokai, we have the ability to shift between human and yokai form. And right now, I prefer to lounge around in my natural state I am also ryounder and dominant attribute."
Takeshi listens to Yamato no Orochi's words, his mind still reeling from the strange turn of events. He glances at Taro, noticing that his friend is hanging onto the Yokai's every word.
"A Ryounder user and a Dominant attribute?" he echoes, the terms unfamiliar to him. Yamato no Orochi grins at Takeshi's confusion. "That's right," he says, proud of his abilities. "I am a Ryounder user, which means I can channel and manipulate Ryounder, the energy source from within. And as a Dominant attribute, I am naturally gifted with a stronger and more potent energy compared to other Ryounder users."
"In short, I'm pretty damn powerful," he adds, with a smug grin. "Which leads me to your friend there."
He looks at Taro again, his gaze intense and focused. Yamato no Orochi's voice is silky and smooth as he addresses Taro, his eyes never leaving the young man's face. "You're quite the looker, aren't you, little one?" he says, his tone almost purring. "Such a pretty human."
Yamato no Orochi's eyes glow with a feral possessiveness as he speaks. "You're mine now," he says, his voice a commanding growl. "I've seen your power, and I want to claim you as my own. You're too powerful, too special, to be walking around unprotected." Takeshi is shocked by the Yokai's words, his protective instincts kicking in. "Hey!" he snaps, stepping instinctively in front of Taro. "You can't just claim him like that!"
Yamato no Orochi chuckles, his grin turning into a smirk. "Oh, but I can," he says, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I'm a dominant and powerful Yokai, and I can take what I want. And I want him."
Takeshi glares at the Yokai, his fists clenching in anger. "Like hell you can," he snarls. "He's not some prize to be won."
Yamato no Orochi looks amused by Takeshi's words. "Oh, he is, is he?" the Yokai drawls, his eyes studying Takeshi with a mocking expression. "And what makes this dojo so special, hm?"
Takeshi glances at Taro, noticing the flush of color on his friend's cheeks. He's suddenly aware that his words have triggered some kind of reaction in his friend.
Takeshi's jaw drops at the sudden declaration. He can't believe what he's hearing. "You....you want to join our dojo?" he stutters, confused.
Yamato no Orochi grins, his eyes glittering with mischief. "Why not?" he says, with a shrug. "It could be amusing to learn from humans for once. And besides, it'll give me a chance to get closer to your little friend here, too."
Takeshi glares at the Yokai again, not liking the sound of that at all. "There's no way we're letting you join just so you can get close to Taro," he snaps, protective of his friend. Taro, who had been quiet until now, suddenly speaks up, his voice soft but firm. "I'm okay with it," he says, his cheeks still flushed. "He's...he's interesting."
Takeshi turns to look at his friend, bewildered by his response. "Are you serious?" he splutters. "You want HIM to join our dojo?" Taro nods, his expression serious. "I do," he says, meeting Takeshi's gaze. "There's something about him that draws me to him. And he's powerful. It could be useful."
Takeshi glares at his friend now, feeling betrayed. "You can't be serious," he says, his voice incredulous. "He's a Yokai, Taro! A predator! You can't trust him!" Yamato no Orochi's grin widens, his eyes glittering with amusement. "Oh, I see," he says, his voice dripping with feigned innocence. "You're afraid I'll hurt your little friend here, is that it?"
"Damn right, I am!" Takeshi snaps, still standing protectively in front of Taro. "I don't trust you, not one bit." Yamato no Orochi chuckles, his amusement growing at Takeshi's protective attitude. "Don't worry, little human," he says, his tone patronizing. "I don't plan on hurting your friend. He's much more valuable to me as he is."
"What do you mean, 'valuable'?" Takeshi asks with a growl, his suspicion deepening.
Yamato no Orochi smirks at Takeshi's question, his eyes glittering with a sly look. "You haven't figured it out yet? Your friend is quite the catch," he says, gesturing at Taro. "He made me fall in love with him
Takeshi is taken aback at the Yokai's words, his mind struggling to process this new information. He glances at Taro, noticing the flush on his friend's cheeks growing darker.
"What?" he splutters. "You...you're in love with him?"
Yamato no Orochi grins, his eyes never leaving Taro. "That's right," he says, his voice low and possessive. "I've never seen anything quite like him. He's powerful, attractive, and vulnerable, handsome.It's a heady combination." Takeshi is flabbergasted by the Yokai's words. He can't believe that a Yokai would fall in love with a human. And yet, the way Yamato no Orochi is looking at Taro, the way his friend is blushing at the attention, makes him wonder if it's true. Takeshi looks at Taro, his eyes widened by his friend's request. He can't believe what he's hearing. "Are you serious?" he asks, confused look
Taro nods, his expression determined. "Yes," he says firmly. "I want him to join the dojo." Takeshi looks between the two, feeling helpless and confused. "But...he's a Yokai," he says, trying to reason with his friend. "We don't know anything about him. We can't trust him." Yamato no Orochi chuckles at Takeshi's reluctance. "It's okay," he says, his tone reassuring. "I'll be on my best behavior, I promise. And as for what you don't know about me, well, you'll just have to find out, won't you?"
Takeshi grumbles under his breath, knowing that he's outnumbered. "Fine," he mutters, still not entirely happy about the situation. "But if you try anything funny, I'll kick your ass."
he said before you go please wear some a clothes I don't my students look at you naked before you join!
Yamato no Orochi laughs heartily at Takeshi's request, his amusement evident. "You humans and your modesty," he teases, his eyes sparkling. "Very well, I'll put on some clothes if it'll make you feel better."
As promised, Yamato no Orochi only wears a pair of loose-fitting pants, his muscular upper body still bare. Takeshi can't help but notice the markings and tattoos on his skin, some of them glowing faintly.
Why are you in pants?
Yamato no Orochi grins at the question, clearly enjoying himself. "What, you don't think I look good like this?" he teases, gesturing to his bare chest.
Takeshi scowls at the Yokai's arrogance. " fine don't sexualized my students with your body
Yamato no Orochi feigns hurt feelings, pressing a hand to his chest. "Oh, I see," he says with a smirk. "I thought you humans valued physical beauty. I'm just trying to display mine.".
don't worry I already have mine he glaze at taro
Takeshi notices the way Yamato no Orochi looks at Taro, his gaze hungry and possessive. He feels a pang of jealousy and protectiveness, knowing that his friend is being claimed by the Yokai.
Takeshi steps in between Yamato no Orochi and his friend again, putting himself in front of Taro. "Back off," he says firmly, his voice low and dangerous. "He's not yours."
Yamato no Orochi raises an eyebrow, amused by Takeshi's protective stance. "Oh, I see," he says, his voice laced with mockery. "You're staking your claim, hm? It's cute, really."
Takeshi reluctantly steps back, letting Taro take the lead. He's still not happy about the situation, but he trusts his friend's judgment.
Yamato no Orochi smirks, his gaze shifting to Taro. "See? Your friend here is a smart one," he says, his voice sultry. "He knows when to step back."