The Kagutsuchi loomed over Nami, its molten eyes glowing with triumph as flames curled around its hulking frame. Despite the blood seeping from a gash on her shoulder, Nami chuckled, low and defiant, brushing her hair out of her face. "You think you've won because of one lucky hit?" Her voice cut through the crackling air, sharp and full of mockery.
Before the creature could react, Nami shot forward in a blur, her movements like a predator closing in on its prey. Her hand slammed against the Kagutsuchi's fiery chest. "Corruptive Pulse!" she shouted, and a shockwave of unrefined, dark energy rippled out from her palm. The burst distorted the air with a low hum, and the Kagutsuchi staggered, clutching its chest as its flaming aura began to flicker erratically, patches of its power dimming and sputtering like dying embers.
The creature roared in fury, its massive claws slashing blindly at her. But Nami was already moving, weaving between its attacks like smoke. She planted her feet and thrust both hands forward, her fingers crackling with energy. A surge of radiant aura erupted from her palms, barreling toward the Kagutsuchi. The force of it struck like a tidal wave, driving the massive entity backward as its body began to shrink, its once-imposing form diminishing with each passing second.
But the Kagutsuchi wasn't finished. Letting out a guttural snarl, it swung its arm in desperation, sending a jagged crescent of fire hurtling toward her. The searing heat scorched the air, forcing Nami to leap backward, narrowly avoiding the flames as they scorched a blackened streak across the hospital floor.
Skidding to a stop, Nami glanced at the ruined walls around her and grinned. "This one's smarter than the others," she muttered, her voice edged with exhilaration. "And tougher too. Guess I'll have to stop holding back."
Without hesitation, she began sprinting along the walls of the crumbling hospital, her footsteps echoing like a storm. As she ran, her aura flared around her, shimmering like molten glass, and in her hands, it coalesced into a massive, intricate hammer. The translucent weapon pulsed with an almost tangible weight, its edges razor-sharp and thrumming with raw energy.
"Let's see you handle this!" she yelled, launching herself off the wall with explosive force. The hammer arced through the air, aimed directly at the Kagutsuchi's head. The beast twisted at the last second, narrowly dodging the devastating blow. The hammer smashed into the ground instead, detonating on impact with a thunderous shockwave that rattled the entire building, sending cracks spiderwebbing across the floor and walls.
The Kagutsuchi snarled as it stumbled, its once-commanding presence wavering. Nami straightened, resting the glowing hammer on her shoulder as her eyes burned with determination. "You're strong," she admitted, a grin creeping across her face. "But not strong enough."
She launched herself forward again, her aura constructs shimmering and reshaping mid-flight, ready for the next strike. The abandoned hospital seemed to come alive with the clash of energy and fire, as the relentless battle for victory raged on.
The Kagutsuchi closed its eyes, its aura flaring with a sinister intensity as it extended its influence outward. Far beyond the confines of the crumbling hospital, the oni outside stiffened, their glowing eyes flickering with unnatural malice. Like puppets on invisible strings, they turned sharply and charged toward the building, their massive forms tearing through the debris-strewn streets.
Lila's eyes widened as she saw the oni's sudden shift in direction. "IT'S GOING TOWARD NAMI!" she shouted, her voice breaking with urgency.
But Katsuki was already moving. His Turbo Form activated with a thunderous crackle of energy, his brown hair transforming into jet-black locks bathed in cascading purple flames. His glasses warped into angular, glowing shades that pulsed with Yokai-infused light, their sharp lines cutting through the darkness. Shadowy cracks etched themselves into his skin, pulsating with vivid Yokai energy like veins of molten power. As his transformation completed, a shadowy jaw mask materialized over his lower face, rows of jagged, gleaming teeth giving him a fearsome visage.
The air around him rippled and fractured, bending under the chaotic force of his aura. Every step he took sent shockwaves through the ground, distorting reality itself as his presence grew overwhelming. Katsuki's voice rang out, low and taunting, dripping with confidence. "You think I'm gonna let you get away from me~?"
In a blur, Katsuki launched forward, his speed a staggering 120 MPH, his movements a blur of dark flames and sheer force. The oni, though fast, struggled to maintain its lead as it barreled toward the hospital.
The distance between them closed in an instant. With a single, devastating leap, Katsuki propelled himself into the air, his form blazing like a comet. Twisting mid-flight, he slammed his foot into the oni's back with bone-shattering force. The impact sent the creature hurtling forward like a meteor, crashing through the hospital's exterior wall in an explosion of rubble and flame.
Katsuki landed smoothly on the ground, his aura crackling wildly around him as the air shimmered with residual energy. His shades glinted in the chaos, his voice cutting through the destruction. "Nice try, but you're not getting past me."
The Kagutsuchi clenched his hand into a fist, his molten eyes narrowing as he felt the tremor of the oni's crash through the hospital walls. "Damn it… the Yokai Hybrid of War," he growled under his breath, his frustration palpable. "I'll never kill her while he's around."
But before he could dwell on his predicament, a barrage of glowing energy blasts streaked toward him. The Kagutsuchi twisted on his heels, narrowly avoiding the attacks as Nami advanced, relentless and unyielding.
His flaming aura flared as he bolted down the hospital's dimly lit hallway, his heavy steps reverberating through the decrepit building.
Nami groaned, her voice filled with frustration as she sprinted after him, her movements swift and precise. "Like I said… the one thing I hate—" Her words cut off as her aura flared to life, forming two massive, spiked chains in her hands. Their jagged edges shimmered with a deadly radiance as she swung them with a sharp crack, the chains carving through the air with destructive force.
The first swing tore through a wall, sending debris scattering like shrapnel. The second strike whistled through the air, nearly catching the Kagutsuchi's retreating form. Each movement left a trail of destruction, the hallway crumbling around them.
The Kagutsuchi leapt forward, twisting his body mid-air as he dove through a shattered window. The frame exploded into shards of glass and wood, his fiery form hurtling outside and landing in a crouch. Without a moment's hesitation, he took off, heading straight for Katsuki.
Nami skidded to a stop at the ruined window, her eyes blazing with anger. "You're not getting away!" she snarled, vaulting onto the sill. But just as she prepared to leap after him, a deafening roar echoed through the hallway.
The oni struck with devastating precision, its massive fist colliding with Nami's chest. The impact sent her flying back down the corridor, her body crashing into the walls and leaving a trail of cracks and dust in her wake.
Sliding to a stop, Nami groaned, clutching her ribs as she struggled to her feet. The oni's hulking form emerged from the shadows, its grin wicked and dripping with malice. "You," it sneered, its voice deep and guttural, "will be much easier to kill."
The creature cracked its knuckles, stepping closer, its monstrous presence suffocating. Nami spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor, her expression hardening as she steadied herself. "We'll see about that," she muttered, her aura beginning to pulse with renewed ferocity.
Katsuki spotted the Kagutsuchi charging straight for him. Beneath his shadowy jaw mask, a sly grin formed. "Too bad for you~," he taunted, raising his hand as an intense glow of purple energy built up in his palm. The air trembled with the sheer magnitude of his power, his aura distorting the space around him.
"Bye-bye~," he said in a singsong tone, and with a flick of his wrist, a colossal beam of concentrated Yokai energy erupted from his hand. The blast streaked through the air like a force of nature, obliterating everything in its path. The Kagutsuchi didn't even have time to react before the beam consumed him, leaving no trace of his existence.
The deafening silence that followed was broken by Katsuki's casual voice as he dusted off his hands. "You're not strong enough for me~."
A few feet away, Hikari stood frozen next to Lila, her medium-length brown hair swaying slightly in the breeze stirred by the fading energy. Her wide eyes darted from the destruction to Katsuki, trying to process the surreal events unfolding before her.
"This… is this really what the supernatural world is?" she murmured, her voice trembling with disbelief. "Does humanity really not know about this?" She glanced at Lila, her expression pleading for some semblance of normalcy.
Lila gave a small nod, her bubblegum-pink hair bouncing softly as she did. "Yup, this is what we exorcists go through. This is what it takes to protect humanity…" Her voice dropped to a quiet mumble, her gaze distant. "At least… that's what I like to believe…"
Hikari caught the uncertainty in her tone and furrowed her brow, curiosity bubbling beneath her initial shock. She opened her mouth to ask more but decided against it, filing the question away for another time.
Meanwhile, Katsuki planted his foot firmly into the ground, his energy spiking as he prepared to move. In an instant, he accelerated from a standstill to a staggering 945 MPH, the force of his launch breaking the sound barrier with an earsplitting crack. The resulting shockwave shattered the earth beneath him, leaving a massive crater where he had been standing.
To Hikari and Lila, Katsuki became nothing more than a streak of dark purple and black energy, blurring through the air as he transformed himself into a living projectile.
The abandoned hospital loomed ahead, but Katsuki didn't falter. He crashed straight through the building's walls like a missile, his aura carving a path of destruction. The impact sent rubble flying in every direction as he collided with the oni, the sheer force of his attack causing it to explode in a violent burst of energy and shattered debris.
Dust and smoke filled the air, but Katsuki's silhouette emerged unscathed, his aura still rippling around him as he casually adjusted his shades. "Tch," he muttered. "Too easy."
Nami leaned against the crumbling hospital wall, clutching her side as she let out a low groan. "Always showing off."
Katsuki dusted off his shoulders, his jaw mask shifting slightly as he smirked. "Of course. When you look as cool as me, you always have to show off~." He stretched dramatically, basking in his own aura of confidence.
Still clutching her ribs, Nami shot him a sharp glare. "You know, sometimes I really wish you'd just kill yourself," she spat, her tone dripping with venom.
Katsuki gasped theatrically, placing a hand over his chest as if he'd been mortally wounded. "Ouch, Nami! You wound me! But let's be real—if I offed myself, who would be the muscle of the team? Because we both know damn well it wouldn't be you."
Nami's eyes narrowed, her aura flaring for a brief moment. "The fuck did you just say?!"
Katsuki held up his hands defensively, grinning. "Relax, relax! Take a look outside~." He motioned casually toward the window, his tone as nonchalant as ever.
Gritting her teeth, Nami pushed herself upright and limped over to the window. The once pitch-black sky had given way to streaks of golden sunlight, washing over the landscape. She let out a soft sigh as the realization hit her—both the oni and Kagutsuchi were dead.
"Mmm," she muttered. "I guess this mission wasn't all bad."
Katsuki sauntered over, looking far too pleased with himself. "Exactly! So don't get your taco in a twist~."
Nami rolled her eyes but didn't respond, her expression softening slightly as they made their way out of the dilapidated hospital. The faint crunch of debris underfoot accompanied their steps as they approached Lila and Hikari, who were waiting nearby.
Nami stopped a few feet away, brushing off her battle-worn clothes. "Well, I can say for certain—this mission was a success." She turned her gaze to Hikari, smirking faintly. "Don't let it go to your head, though. That was just beginner's luck. Don't expect every mission to be this easy."
Hikari blinked, confusion and disbelief written across her face. "Wait… so I'm part of the church now? But I never signed up for this!"
Nami's expression darkened, and she folded her arms across her chest. "It doesn't matter," she said coldly. "In this world, you're either with us or against us. There's no room for being unsure—unless, of course, you're okay with being brutally killed."
Hikari swallowed hard, the weight of Nami's words settling over her like a storm cloud. Lila placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder but remained silent, her gaze distant.
Katsuki, ever the mood-breaker, threw an arm around Nami's shoulder, grinning wickedly. "Cheer up, Hikari! Stick with us, and maybe you'll look half as cool as me someday."
"Get your damn arm off me before I break it," Nami growled.
Katsuki just laughed, stepping aside as the group began to head out. The sunlight bathed them as they walked, but the ominous truth of Nami's words lingered in the air like a shadow that refused to fade.
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The group trudged back to the looming silhouette of the church building, the early morning light casting long shadows across the cobblestone path. Nami clutched her side, her movements stiff, the pain from her injured ribs slowing her pace. Hikari stayed close to Lila, her steps nearly syncing with the exorcist's, while Katsuki ambled behind them, hands shoved into his pockets, his posture loose and nonchalant. He tilted his head back slightly, the faint smirk on his face as irritating as ever.
"Well, that was a good mission~" Katsuki chimed, his voice light and dripping with smug satisfaction. His eyes were half-closed, as if he hadn't a care in the world.
Hikari turned her head, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "Was it?" she asked, her tone doubtful. "I feel like it could've gone… better."
Nami let out a sharp, exasperated scoff, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "It most definitely could've gone better! If Katsuki had just taken things seriously for once—"
Katsuki interrupted her, his grin widening. "What more could I have done~? I did the absolute best I could~." His voice carried an exaggerated sweetness, a deliberate tone that he knew would get under Nami's skin.
Nami spun around to glare at him, her hand still gripping her side. "Why do you constantly feel the need to piss me off?!"
Katsuki shrugged casually, his smirk refusing to fade. "Because it's just so easy~," he quipped, his voice practically dripping with mischief.
"Ugh!" Nami groaned, shaking her head as she turned back around, muttering under her breath.
Before the tension could escalate further, Lila raised her hands slightly, her soft voice cutting through the bickering. "Anyways," she said gently, "let's just be happy we made it out alive."
Hikari's gaze lingered on Lila, her heart skipping a beat at the calm confidence in her voice. Despite the exhaustion etched across her face, Lila carried herself with a quiet grace that seemed unshakable. Her bubblegum-pink hair, disheveled from the mission, still shimmered faintly in the early morning light, and Hikari couldn't help but admire the way she carried herself—even after all they had been through.
Hikari glanced away quickly, her cheeks flushing slightly as she realized how close she was walking to Lila. She slowed her pace just a bit, trying to act casual, but her mind raced. How does she stay so composed? Even after everything we just went through…
Katsuki noticed the slight change in pace and tilted his head, a mischievous glint in his eye as he looked at Hikari. "What's with the red face, newbie? Thinking about how awesome I looked back there?" he teased.
Hikari stiffened, her blush deepening as she shot him an annoyed glare. "No! Shut up, Katsuki!" she snapped, quickening her steps to catch up to Lila.
Katsuki chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Kids these days~," he muttered to himself, hands still in his pockets.
As they reached the church doors, Nami hesitated, taking a deep breath as she straightened up despite the pain in her side. "Hikari," she said, her tone sharp but not unkind. "Don't get used to missions like this. Beginner's luck doesn't last forever."
Hikari stopped and turned to look at her, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her face. "I mean… I'm not even sure I want to be part of this. I didn't ask for any of this," she admitted, her voice quieter now.
Lila placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, her touch warm and grounding. "You don't have to decide everything right now," she said softly. "Just take it one step at a time. You'll figure it out."
Hikari looked up at her, the weight of Lila's words settling over her. She nodded slowly, her resolve growing, though a small part of her wondered if she'd ever really have a choice.
"Enough with the heart-to-heart," Katsuki interrupted, pushing the church doors open with exaggerated flair. "Let's eat. I'm starving!"
Nami sighed, shaking her head as she followed him inside. Lila gave Hikari one last reassuring smile before stepping through the doorway.
Hikari lingered for a moment, her gaze following Lila before she let out a quiet sigh. One step at a time… she thought, steeling herself before walking into the church.
The four of them entered the church building, the heavy wooden doors groaning as they swung open. The cool air inside was a stark contrast to the sweltering heat of the outside world, and the atmosphere was thick with a sense of purpose. The church itself was vast, its stone walls lined with candles that flickered softly, casting dancing shadows on the cold, polished floors. The sound of muted conversations and the occasional clink of metal against metal echoed throughout the halls, as various exorcists moved about, preparing for their next missions or attending to their own business.
Hikari couldn't help but feel an uneasy sense of being watched. As she passed the exorcists, she noticed their eyes flicker toward her—sharp, assessing, like predators sizing up their prey. There was a weight in their gazes, a palpable sense of expectation and curiosity that made her skin crawl. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, and she instinctively took a half step closer to Lila, who walked by her side.
The tension was thick, suffocating almost, and it seemed to grow with every step. Hikari's breath caught in her throat as she felt a chill sweep up her spine, her unease becoming more pronounced. What are they all staring at? she thought, her stomach twisting.
Katsuki, walking slightly ahead of her, must have noticed her discomfort. He slowed his pace and turned back to her, flashing that same smug grin of his. He placed a hand on her shoulder, giving her a reassuring pat.
"Don't mind them," he said, his voice smooth and casual. "They always look like that. It's just their way. Grumpy, brooding types. Kinda like Nami~" He gestured lazily toward Nami, who was walking a few paces ahead, her hand still clutching her rib. "You'll get used to it~"
Hikari shot a glance at Nami, who was, unsurprisingly, glaring ahead with a look that could cut through steel. Hikari couldn't help but smile at the comparison. But her unease didn't quite dissipate. She tilted her head, her brows furrowing as she scanned the faces of the exorcists around her. They were all serious, all intense. Some seemed lost in their own thoughts, while others spoke in hushed tones, their words veiled in secrecy.
"Will I?" she asked, her voice a little hesitant. "These guys look kinda… intense."
Katsuki gave a nonchalant shrug, his smirk never fading. "Trust me, kid, they all look like that~ It's just how it is around here. A lot of them have seen things you wouldn't believe, so they don't really have time for anything else. Just a part of the job." He winked at her. "You'll fit right in eventually."
Hikari opened her mouth to say something else, but she was interrupted by a sudden, exuberant voice that rang through the air, cutting through the tension like a knife.
"Oh my god!!!" the voice squealed with unrestrained delight. "Aren't you just the most adorable thing I've seen~"
Hikari's eyes widened as she felt a finger poke her cheek, and before she could react, a whirlwind of fiery colors appeared in front of her. The woman who stood there was like something straight out of a myth, her presence impossibly vibrant and intense. Her hair was a cascade of flames—reds, oranges, and golds that seemed to shift and flicker with the intensity of a blazing inferno. It moved with her, alive in a way that defied logic, as if the fire itself had taken on a form.
The woman's eyes were molten gold, glowing with a heat that matched the fiery locks that framed her face. They burned with a wisdom and power that felt ancient, as if she had lived countless lives and seen the rise and fall of empires. Her attire mirrored her chaotic energy, a blend of elegance and wildness, adorned with patterns resembling phoenix feathers and fire trails. The fabric itself seemed to dance like flames, constantly flickering and shifting.
Hikari blinked in surprise as the woman leaned in, grinning broadly. She didn't seem to notice the oddity of her own appearance, her energy entirely magnetic. "Oh my god, you're just too cute!" she giggled, poking Hikari's cheek once more before stepping back, her bright eyes sparkling with amusement.
Before Hikari could respond, Lila stepped forward, her presence calm and collected in contrast to the fiery whirlwind of the woman in front of her. Lila's bubblegum-pink hair bounced in soft curls as she walked, and her bright pink eyes—warm and inviting—were fixed on the woman.
"Ah, Fuyuko, it's nice to see you!" Lila said with a warm smile, her voice light. "It's been soooo long since we last caught up~"
The woman—Fuyuko—looked at Lila, her face lighting up as if she had just seen a long-lost friend. "Lilly~!" she squealed, her voice high and full of joy. In the blink of an eye, Fuyuko rushed forward, pulling Lila into a tight hug that almost knocked her off balance. "It's been a while, like two weeks specifically~"
Lila laughed softly, returning the embrace. "It's just like you to keep count," she teased, her voice fond.
"Well, you know me~" Fuyuko replied with a wink, her smile never fading.
Hikari stood back, watching the exchange with a mix of confusion and curiosity. The woman—Fuyuko—was clearly someone important to Lila, but just who was she? And why does she feel so… familiar? Hikari wondered, her eyes flicking between the two women.
"What's going on here?" Hikari finally asked, unable to suppress her curiosity any longer. "Who exactly is that?"
Katsuki, still leaning against the wall, gave a lazy smile as he watched the scene unfold. "That's Amateru Fuyuko," he said, his tone taking on a touch of pride. "Or more commonly known in the supernatural world as The Child of Flames."
Hikari raised an eyebrow at the name, her interest piqued. "Child of Flames? Is that some sort of nickname or title?"
Katsuki nodded, his smirk deepening. "You could say that. She's an extremely powerful exorcist, probably one of the most powerful around. She works in the same department as me." He said the last part with a puff of pride, as though the very fact that they worked together made him somehow more important.
Hikari turned her attention back to the two women, her mind racing with questions. "And what department is that?" she asked, her voice filled with quiet curiosity.
Katsuki's grin widened as he looked at her, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "You'll learn soon enough, my dear Hikari~" He winked, his tone almost teasing.
Hikari frowned, wondering just what kind of world she had stepped into. Child of Flames, powerful exorcist, department… This was just the beginning, and she still didn't know how deep this rabbit hole went.
Fuyuko stepped back from Lila, her fiery presence never fading as she gave Hikari a curious glance. "So, Lilly," she said, her voice a melodic mix of playful interest and innocent mischief, "who's the little brunette? I don't recognize her, so I assume she's new~?" Her eyes twinkled with a childlike curiosity, as though she were inspecting a new toy, but there was something deeper there—a flicker of something ancient and wise hiding beneath the playful tone.
Lila turned her gaze toward Hikari, her expression softening for a moment. Hikari swore she felt her heart skip a beat at the way Lila looked at her—like there was something more being conveyed in that look, something she wasn't quite ready to understand.
"That's right," Lila replied, her voice warm but carrying an undertone of something else, something Hikari couldn't quite place. "She's currently an Initiate. Still has a ton of training to do~"
At this, Fuyuko's face lit up like the sun, her energy practically radiating off her. Her excitement was palpable, almost childlike in its innocence. "Oh my!!!! New Initiates are so fun! Do I get to train her~?" Her wide eyes sparkled with genuine excitement, the words coming out faster than she could fully process them.
Lila smiled softly, but there was a hint of something more serious in her tone. "Unfortunately not, she's an esper, so I have to train her~"
Fuyuko's playful expression faltered for just a second, a quick flash of disappointment crossing her features before she quickly shook it off. "Aww man, I was hoping I could—" Her voice trailed off as her gaze shifted back to Hikari, studying her in a way that made Hikari's skin prickle.
There was a sudden shift in the air, and Hikari felt the temperature around them rise ever so slightly. It was subtle, but it was enough to make her feel a strange sense of discomfort, like Fuyuko's presence was distorting the very atmosphere around her. Fuyuko seemed to be staring at her with an intensity that went beyond mere curiosity, something deeper, something almost primordial.
Lila frowned, noticing the change in Fuyuko's demeanor. "Fuyuko, are you okay?" Her voice was laced with concern, but there was an edge of something else—recognition, perhaps.
Fuyuko blinked and quickly snapped herself out of whatever trance she had fallen into, nodding in acknowledgment. But she didn't seem to move away from Hikari. In fact, she took a slow step closer, her molten golden eyes studying Hikari with a strange intensity that felt almost invasive. "So, Hikari," she began, her voice now lower, almost reverent, "what is your full name?"
Hikari could feel her pulse quicken as Fuyuko's gaze bore into her. The heat around them seemed to intensify, and for a brief moment, she wondered if she were hallucinating. The air felt thicker, almost charged with something she couldn't explain. Fuyuko's glowing molten eyes burned with the intensity of the sun's core, and Hikari couldn't shake the feeling that the woman wasn't just looking at her—she was looking through her, peering deep into her soul.
Swallowing her nerves, Hikari answered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's Hikari Sato…" The words felt insignificant in the face of Fuyuko's penetrating stare.
Fuyuko nodded slowly, her gaze never wavering. She seemed to be processing the name with a quiet intensity, the faintest flicker of recognition crossing her face. Her hand moved to her chain, fingers idly toying with it, but her thoughts were clearly elsewhere, running deeper than anyone else in the room would understand.
Hikari Sato… Fuyuko repeated the name in her mind. She couldn't shake the thought that it sounded familiar, but not in the way it should have. Could she possibly be related to Yuji Sato?
Fuyuko's pulse quickened for a moment, an involuntary reaction that caught her off guard. If Hikari were truly connected to the Sato family, if the connection was as she feared, it would mean… No, that's impossible. She couldn't be… Her mind raced as she tried to piece together the fragments of a long-buried memory. Her fingers tightened around the chain, her grip steadying her.
Finally, she shook her head slightly, forcing her thoughts to settle. Her smile returned, though it carried an undercurrent of something more inscrutable now, something Hikari couldn't quite decipher.
"Thanks~" Fuyuko said casually, the warmth of her tone returning. "I just wanted to know for reference~" Her gaze lingered on Hikari a moment longer than necessary, as if she were weighing something in her mind, but then she turned away, her energy shifting back into its usual playful demeanor.
But Hikari couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to that question, and to Fuyuko's reaction, than met the eye. It felt like the first pebble being thrown into a pond, the ripples spreading out in ways Hikari couldn't yet understand. She had a sense that Fuyuko's curiosity wasn't entirely innocent, that there was something larger at play beneath the surface.
Fuyuko was a whirlwind—playful and mischievous, her energy contagious, always teasing those around her with her lighthearted nature. But there was more to her than just that. Behind the playful facade was a being whose experience stretched beyond mortal comprehension. Her affinity for fire gave her a worldview shaped by both creation and destruction, by the beauty of a phoenix's rise and the devastation of its fall. And though her wit was sharp and often playful, there was an unsettling depth to her jokes, a recognition of the endless cycle of life and death that tugged at the edges of her words, waiting to be noticed.
And now, it seemed, Fuyuko had taken an interest in Hikari. Whether she realized it or not, she had just become a part of something much bigger than herself.