#jun sekibayashi

[kengan-daddies]

I saw someone else write something similar but I'd love to hear your take on this prompt; "awkward things kengan characters do that ruin the mood during sex" You can pick any characters you want but please include Wakatsuki if you can.

LOL!!! This is gonna be fun.

How He Kills the Mood Cosmo Imai Jun Sekibiyashi Kanoh Agito Kaolan Wongsawat Kiryu Setsuna Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Rei Mikazuchi Saw Paing Seishu Akoya Sen Hatsumi Wakatsuki Takeshi

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Characters : Cosmo Imai Jun Sekibiyashi Kanoh Agito Kaolan Wongsawat Kiryu Setsuna Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Rei Mikazuchi Saw Paing Seishu Akoya Sen Hatsumi Wakatsuki Takeshi

Warning : Mention of - slapping, spitting, spanking, choking, biting, degradation, hair pulling, scratching, oral, breeding, gentle sex, bruising

How He Kills the Mood Cosmo Imai Jun Sekibiyashi Kanoh Agito Kaolan Wongsawat Kiryu Setsuna Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Rei Mikazuchi Saw Paing Seishu Akoya Sen Hatsumi Wakatsuki Takeshi

How He Kills the Mood Cosmo Imai Jun Sekibiyashi Kanoh Agito Kaolan Wongsawat Kiryu Setsuna Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Rei Mikazuchi Saw Paing Seishu Akoya Sen Hatsumi Wakatsuki Takeshi

Cosmo Imai

Playing too much and then getting distracted until he pretty much loses his hard-on.

He'll be too busy playing around, fake punches to your pussy, playing with your breasts like it's jello, squishing your thighs, and acting like his hands are little people as they bounce up and down. You'll keep on trying to get his attention, you'll stroke his cock, get him back focused, play with your clit, and help him guide his fingers into your pussy, but no matter how much you try, some days are more difficult than others to keep his attention and then before you know it, he's lost his hard-on and he's busy exploring your body, playing and goofing off.

He doesn't always do that, some days he's very focused especially when he's pent up or just having a major adrenaline rush.

Jun Sekibayashi

Calling out wrestling moves while he plows you.

Jun is an older man and he's more practiced in the act, he knows how to please you and how to get focus on the matter at hand, but he'll sometimes mess with you, shouting out weird ass wrestling moves that either actually exist or just some random bullshit that he made up at the moment, you'll bust out laughing at the random shouts as he'll pretend to drop an elbow on your back, or when he slaps your ass.

He'll yell out some weird shit when he getting ready to thrust in, making you roll your eyes in annoyed fondness. It was weird and it didn't always ruin the mood, but most of the time it did. It wasn't a normal occurrence, he was usually more in the mood but sometimes he liked to dick around.

Kanoh Agito

Asking weird-ass question

Agito is a sweetheart, he really is, he enjoys the act as a whole, but he also doesn't understand some things and he'll ask you questions like you knew the damn answer to them. "Why does the clitoris, when stimulated, make you cum?"... "Why does your vagina clench when you're feeling pleasured?".... "Why are the nipples stimulus for pleasure?"... "Do all women have this thing call, 'A G-spot'?". You'd roll your eyes, head propped up on your hand as you lay on your stomach, legs gap as you feel him picking around back there.

"Why does my cock pulse?"... "Why is semen white?"... "I understand sex, but I don't understand why certain things work the way they do." ... It was an eye-rolling experience, you wished that he'd ask these questions when ya'll weren't in the middle of the damn act. Kanoh wasn't unknowledgeable when it came to sex, he knew the basics of it all, but he just couldn't comprehend certain things was all.

He didn't always flood you with questions, sometimes he'd get down and dirty with the deed and will be focused on you and himself, but he gets his days when he does.

Kaolan Wongsawat

Having Saw Paing bust in

Kaolan had no issues in the bedroom, he was perfect, ready for the task at hand, prepared to pleasure you and himself, but the only issue is his added package, Saw Paing Yoroizuka. Honestly, if you knew that a monthly check-in was regular for him, you would've made the most of it every time you had sex. And what makes it worst, and that it's random monthly check-ins. He never does it on the same day, it's always random as hell and totally unexpected, but it's extremely rare when it's during sex, but that was the only mood killer surrounding Kaolan.

Having Saw bust in, asking for a fight at the top of his damn lungs will always scare the mood out of you, you'd be too paranoid that he'd come back in again, so Kaolan will be forced to have blue balls.

Kiryu Setsuna

Shouting Ohma's fucking name like he's actually here, like what the fuck?

He'd always have you in doggy style, face down and silent, not wanting you to ruin the illusion that he was under as he'd call Ohma's name over and over again or he'd have you plow him from behind with a strap-on if you're a woman and with your own dick if you were a male. But he'd always be shouting and screaming Ohma's name like the man was actually here.

It was already a mood killer the moment he comes in with his big ass Ohma plushy, like where the fuck did he even get that shit from, the man's origin is unknown and he's already got a damn plush? It makes it worst when he has the toy facing him, wether you're in doggy style or you're behind him.

Ohma Tokita

Honestly, just him taking it as a challenge to see who can either cum the fastest or who can last the longest.

He didn't always do it, he was usually pretty chill, hitting it from the back real good, having you gushing pussy juice and slobbering everywhere while you be dick-drunk off him, but somedays he'd just transform on your ass.

He'll just suddenly go picking up speed, muttering to himself, talking about some crazy shit with his imaginary dead-ass father figure, and honestly the moment you hear that muttering, you already knew what time it was, he was gonna be on that bullshit. You'd roll your eyes, preparing yourself to either enjoy it or just have a quicky. He'd either start giving deeper, longer, harder thrusts or he'd give shorter faster ones. You preferred the deeper, longer, harder ones because you were guaranteed to cum, but the quick ones were just as good... only when you were already close.

Raian Kure

Just being a damn brute of an asshole

You're already prepared for a rough time because that's just who he was and you honestly loved it, but sometimes, he just does too much. The name-calling is cool. Degradation. The hair pulling, scratching, slapping, and choking are also accepted. Masochist. Spitting, biting, and licking was also welcomed. Claiming. Pumping you full of cum was always a guaranteed result so that was already a given. Breeding. That was all a package deal.

But sometimes, he'd get a little too rough. The name-calling would get ridiculous. "Fish-smelling bitch, hairline damn near close to the back of your neck, saggy titty bitch, neck wrinkle game strong today." The 'abuse' would be too rough. Slapping you so hard you feel like your asscheek busted, pulling your hair so hard you hear it rip, the scratching a little too deep for your liking, and the choking almost fucking murderous. The spitting was just downright disrespectful, the biting so deep you think he has watched some damn Baki and was trying to pull a Pickle, and the licking was okay honestly.

Honestly, if he already fucks up with the name-calling, then he is already done for the day because you knew for damn sure that your hairline is not that damn bad, and your neck isn't wrinkly and your titties ain't that saggy.

Rei Mikazuchi

Just being too much of a bitch to handle pussy.

He could usually do pretty good, he was pretty normal, aside from the part that somedays he was more needy and whiny than others, and the moment he enters you and god forbid the moment he sees your pussy he cums on the spot, it was rare but it wasn't nearly exotic enough to where it was uncommon.

Most days he's okay, but he's had too many moments when he's been like that. On days like those you'd just give him a lap dance and call it a day because he'll cum in his pants and then he'll go to sleep.

Saw Paing

Literally screaming your ear drums out or just thrusting too damn hard till it hurts.

Saw was usually pretty tamed during sex surprisingly, he'd usually be more relaxed and quiet, but sometimes he'd get a little too excited. Screaming so loud your ears ring or just thrusting so hard till it just hurts too much.

You'd have to try and calm him down, and most times it worked but somedays he'd just be too railed up, you'd have to push him off and either finish him off orally or tell him to beat his damn meat because you only got one pussy bitch.

Seishu Akoya

Literally just too rough at times

Akoya could be chill when having sex, he can be relaxed and sensual. he knows how to please you, he knows how to give you pleasure, but somedays, he can just be too rough. His grip on your waist is so tight till it feels like his damn fingers are gonna bust the skin, he'd press down on your back so hard you think he gonna literally break it, his chokes are a little too extreme you think your neck is gonna snap from his grip.

Honestly, he was a ride-or-die type of motherfucker, you can never tell when he's gonna be too rough or just right, but one thing will always be sure, he had some good dick game.

Sen Hatsumi

Literally just too damn lazy or not serious enough.

Usually, he knew what to do, if you wanted to get pleasured in ways unimaginable, than Sen was your man, but he was just too damn lazy. However, he wasn't always that lazy, he had the work and the skills, he knew what he was doing, and sometimes he'd do all the work, but most times, you'd have to do it yourself. You have to rub your own clit, finger yourself, get yourself ready, ride him, even pull your own damn hair, it was a shame really. Or he just wasn't serious enough to actually focus on the task at hand.

He'd be too busy focusing on something, his dick barely getting hard enough to actually do anything with it, at least his eating game was always strong.

Wakatsuki Takeshi

Too scared to do anything

Sex was extremely rare with him, and understandably so, but whenever you do have sex, it is always so slow. It was never quick, rough, exciting.. nothing. You loved the man, he was sweet,, but he was just too slow. His fingering was heaven-sent, his fingers so damn thick, but it was slow, his foreplay was yawn-worthy, even a damn sloth would've been climbed down a tree and back up again. It was a strange yet pleasurable thing.

His foreplay was so gentle that sometimes you'd actually go to sleep, you'd feel bad when you'd wake up in an hour or two, but he'd sometimes be sleep too or he'd be off training somewhere. Most days you'd have to take the lead, but he wouldn't touch you on those days, leaving you wanting more, at least the dick was good.

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[rotdistressxox]

hello! I’m was wondering if you were willing to make headcanons sfw / nsfw about Jun Seki from Kengan, you don’t have to no worries!

Sure why not hehe

Headcanons: Jun Sekibayashi

!Nsfw after the cut.

• Listen, pro-wrestlers are BUSY. So you're most likely going anywhere and everywhere with him.

• Will probably make you wear an outfit with his name/epithet on it to cheer him on.

• He does the cooking. Expect a fully stocked fridge and pantry because this man is literally the phrase "so hungry I could eat a horse"

• Yes, he also makes you meals for work too. They are very filling, so you won't be hungry until dinner.

• Spoils you with expensive gifts. While he lives humbly(for the most part), he wants to make sure you're always happy if he's away. It's also kind of a way for him to mark you if the gift is wearable.

• Don't worry about other people flirting with you, your relationship with him his pretty public. If someone doesn't get the hint that you're his, he will make it obvious. Take that any way you want.

• Tacking onto that, he never gets jealous. He knows his boundaries pretty well and is pretty secure.

• Isn't afraid of PDA. Go ahead and kiss all over his face after he buys you a pair of shoes you've been wanting for a while.

• Whoever is a friend of his, is a friend of yours. So you're pretty well acquainted with his buddies (Okubo, Jose, Koga, Lihito...etc) They love having you around.

• Has to lean over to hug you (unless you're his height or close to it)

• Makes you watch every action movie he's watched just because. Including seeing the new and corny ones.

• He has a stubble. When you kiss him, it tickles your lips and chin and makes you giggle.

• Speaking of, he loooooovvveessss your laugh. Never misses a chance to crack a joke or two.

Nsfw

• A switch, leans more to top

• Is well versed in all things pleasure. Won't make you do anything crazy at first and is gentle.

• Despite his usual personality, he's pretty serious during sex.

• When entering you, he does it slow until he's half-way in. Then he presses your hips into his in a quick motion, it never fails to catch you off-guard.

• Moderately paced thrusts at the beginning, more towards the end does he actually pick up the speed and make you hold on for dear life.

• Not super vocal, but vocal. Cusses and groans. "Yeah's" repeated in your ear or under his breath

• His favorite position is cowgirl. Loves seeing you ride him as he bucks into you.

• Yes, he does wrestling-sex positions.

• If you want to tie him up and tease him, he's all for it. If you wanna get up in a dom/dominatrix look, he will GLADLY bottom. Definitely has a thing for latex and leather.

• Likes quickies. The mostly likely place or time you'll have them is right before a fight.

• ALWAYS WEARS PROTECTION unless you're on birth control or have other contraceptives. Has his own signature line of condoms too. Belive it or not.

• Very high sex drive. Can last all night long if you want him to. Unless he's had a stressful day. Or on a rare occasion that he's not in the mood.

#kengan ashura #kenganverse #kengan omega #Jun Sekibayashi #x reader

[aneenasevla]

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Because I was suddenly inspired

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #kenganverse #ohma tokita #tokita ohma #kengan ashura imagines #kengan memes #wholesome memes #kanoh agito #jun sekibayashi #narushima koga #koga narushima

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This got me kicking my feet and blushing fr my okubo and seki brainrot is REAL

#okubo naoya #jun sekibayashi #kengan omega

[inexpugnable21]

En el jardín

Lo peor que pudo hacer la tierra fue dejar que las flores crecieran en ella. Su mera existencia, un ejemplo del deseo, del placer más fugaz y peligroso que alguien puede encontrar en su vida. La ilusión de fragilidad, los colores llamativos y la fragancia seductora, una vez dentro de la memoria, solo deja el adictivo sentimiento de repetir la experiencia, de tener una flor entre las manos. Sin importar el nombre, forma o fondo, todas eran iguales. Las flores son crueles. Están en todos lados y a diferencia del resto de cosas en el mundo no las necesitamos para seguir viviendo, solo están ahí creciendo y esperando para que algún ingenuo ser caiga rendido ante su presencia.

El gran jardín del clan Tengoku reflejaba las raíces, que cimentaron sus proezas, las flores. La variedad de especies era tal que fácilmente podría ser confundido con un sueño. Humildes margaritas esparcidas entre rosas orgullosas, sencillos girasoles danzando en su tallo mientras buscando el sol que se filtraba entre las nubes, hierbas aromáticas endulzaban el aire y las enredaderas tejidas magistralmente unían todo en perfecta armonía. Era el paraíso en la tierra. Un Edén construido solamente para la vista y deleite del clan Tengoku. Generación tras generación, el jardín fue creciendo, pues era tradición que cada miembro de la honorable familia debía mostrar sus respetos con un nuevo brote, cuidarlo y hacerlo parte de la misma tierra que los vio nacer.

El idílico escenario fue construido con el propósito de reunir a la familia y llevar a cabo su labor. Gobernar el infierno que suponía la Asociación Kengan y sus peleas. Un deber que cargaban sobre sus hombros con orgullo y solemnidad, tomando su trabajo con suma seriedad. Recopilando información de todos los miembros, ya fueran empresarios o luchadores, subordinados o incluso amantes; información de alianzas, apuestas o traiciones, acciones completamente normales entre las personas que osaban navegar las turbulentas aguas del bajo mundo.

La paz del lugar se vio perturbada cuando las botas tocaron el camino de madera. Un sendero serpenteante hecho del ébano más oscuro daba la bienvenida al jardín, rodeado de color, el camino parecía resaltar a pesar de su color nocturno y devorador. La silueta femenina de otra flor, una especie totalmente diferente de las plantas, hizo acto de presencia. La joven mujer destacaba por su figura curvilínea, cabello verde oscuro hasta la barbilla y un flequillo peinado en forma de bob, ojos de color verde claro que acaparaban la luz del paraje. Pantalones de cintura alta abrazaban sus largas piernas como si se tratarán del tallo de una flor, coronando su parte superior, un modesto suéter de lana amarilla cuál atardecer y el ligero beso del maquillaje natural sobre una piel de porcelana.

Iona Tengoku poseía un andar elegante. Cada pisada que daba se contradecía, pues era suave como si flotara, pero firme al producir un ruido llamativo como la chispa surgida del choque entre metales al rojo vivo. Un pie delante del otro, uno delante del otro, avanzó por el sendero hasta el punto de reunión. La exquisita edificación de metal y cristal intrincados que daban forma a la glorieta más grande de Oriente. Una delicada mano se posó en la cerradura y una sonrisa adorno los rasgos femeninos, alguien ya había abierto la puerta antes que ella. Una buena señal, pues de esa forma, si no era la primera en llegar, podría distraerse hablando y no con sus recuerdos del jardín.

El interior fue construido para aislar las perturbaciones ajenas. El ruido del viento silbando, la lluvia y el sol en sus habituales horas del día y del año, los insectos atraídos por la vegetación y otras distracciones que obstaculizan el deber. En medio de la estancia había una mesa redonda hecha de cerezo, dos sillas a juego acolchadas para una mayor comodidad y otra silla, pero esta no era de madera, sino de metal y específica para el otro individuo en la ostentosa sala de té.

—Llegas tarde.— ese tono de voz, que mediaba entre lo familiar y la reprimenda. Algo común en él, una entonación profesional que no alteraba su atención de los papeles sobre la mesa.

El tiempo era valioso. El tiempo era dinero y él nunca dejaba de recordárselo. Soma Tengoku, el más joven de la familia, era conocido por dos motivos; primero, por su mera característica física de necesitar una silla de ruedas, la mejor que el dinero y las conexiones podían entregar; y segundo, la fuerte mano de hierro que aplicaba en los negocios, las compañías sabían que debían cuidarse de cuando el Hinojo del jardín estaba inmiscuido, pues él controlaba cada moneda que rodaba en los ríos de dinero y sangre que fluían en la Asociación Kengan.

Hinojo, una planta utilizada para simbolizar la fuerza, la misma que él aplicaba en sus palabras y acciones. En sus manos, al momento de escribir el destino, con números y firmas, con sus palabras frías y directas que guardaba sabiamente y dejaba salir al ser necesario, en sus ojos verdes, que al igual que los de su hermana absorben la luz y disparaban intenciones de forma certera. Siempre vestido de manera sencilla, con colores terrosos y oscuros. Pantalón holgado y zapatillas, camisa y suéter. No era muy exigente con su ropa, especialmente estando en casa, pues era un lugar seguro, para no ser tan estricto y dejarse llevar un poco por la comodidad, incluso su cabello rubio divagaba entre términos.

—Eres demasiado puntual hermanito.— la diferencia en sus voces era evidente. La calidez y dulzura que salía por los labios de la hermana mayor hacían que todo pareciera más sencillo.—Además aún falta Amaranto.

Paso tras paso, la mayor de los gemelos Tengoku se dirigió para tomar asiento frente a su hermano menor. Solo un par de minutos de diferencia dieron origen a la broma familiar, era un juego entre ellos que disfrutaban y compartían para aligerar la carga sobre sus hombros. Las muchas pilas de papeles sobre la mesa eran una evidencia de la carga entre manos, una que debían gobernar en la reunión agendada y que debió comenzar hace 15 minutos.

Eran demasiado diferentes para ser gemelos, tanto en su forma de actuar como en su apariencia. Iona y Soma Tengoku, representaban la nueva generación de flores, por lo mismo, no debían ser copias idénticas de sus antepasados y mucho menos entre ellos, debían ser mejores y complementarse para ser un frente unido ante la adversidad.

—Sabía que llegarías primero, Iona.— una ligera sonrisa tapó levemente un ceño fruncido de concentración en su lectura.—Yoshida me informó que todavía está en una reunión con el presidente Katahara.

—Entonces llegará tarde.— tomó uno de los muchos archivos y fingió leer, de soslayo reconoció algunos logos en las carpetas, Gandai y Under Mount destacaban entre la multitud.—Bueno, tendremos mucho tiempo libre.

—Al menos una hora.— estaba demasiado concentrado en la verificación de información, que con mucha suerte respondía, siempre dejando en segundo lugar las cosas menos importantes. Los intentos de generar una conversación de su hermana, sobre todo cuando debían trabajar, entraba en la categoría de secundario para Soma.

—Iré a buscar algo para comer.— viendo que tendrían mucho libre, Iona opto hacer algo más allá que solo trabajar o ver a su hermano trabajar. Aún estaba el sol en lo alto y el aburrimiento comenzaría hacer mella en su energía.—¿Deseas algo?

—Una taza de té blanco con una rodaja de limón y un poco de...

—Pastel de cerezas frescas con natilla en la parte superior.

Una sonrisa fraternal recorrió ambos rostros e hizo que sus ojos verdes se cruzaran. Eran muy diferentes a pesar de ser gemelos, pero seguían siendo familia y en su extraño lenguaje expresaban el amor que se tenían.

Las tazas de porcelana y los pastelillos eran naturales en la mesa, pero no era el caso de los archivos, papeles y computadora. Fue anacrónico el estilo desordenado de diversos objetos y todo era debido al tiempo transcurrido. Una bandeja de deliciosos dulces se volvió solo un par y el reloj no se paró solo por una reunión, que ahora estaba más que atrasada.

—Al fin.— el comentario fuera de lugar, muy alejado del silencio, comer de los jóvenes y las preguntas cordiales o ejecutivas. La glorieta fue construida para ser un entorno cerrado, pero ni siquiera la gran construcción pudo escapar de los sentidos de Iona.

La puerta volvió a ser abierta, casi una hora después de la última vez, permitiendo la entrada a la jefa del clan Tengoku. Eldora Tengoku, Amaranto, era una anciana de cabellos grises y acomodados en un kumamiki con kanzashis de plata, un kimono con las sedas más finas en tonos morados con patrones de su flor y un rostro sereno.

—Muchas gracias Yoshida.— la afable voz en la anciana le daba una apariencia amable.—Nos vemos mañana querido.

—Que tenga una buena tarde mi señora.— Yoshida, el chofer y guardaespaldas personal de Eldora, era un hombre corpulento y calvo, de pocas palabras, que vivía para proteger a la matriarca del clan Tengoku.

Una pequeña reverencia y antes de partir por el sendero de madera, cerró la puerta de la glorieta con el mayor cuidado posible. Los gemelos dejaron todo lo que tenían entre manos y esperaron a que la mujer mayor tomará asiento, ahora todos estaban presentes y la reunión podía tomar lugar. Todo el clan Tengoku estaba reunido en el mismo sitio y era hora de mover los hilos que dirigirán los siguientes tiempos por venir.

—Lamento la tardanza, niños.— ella sabía que no era de buena educación llegar tarde y mucho menos con la familia.-Pero ya saben cómo me pongo cuando visito a Metsudo, además había comprado esas delicias rusas que tanto me gustan.

—No debes disculparte, abuela.— Iona conocía lo sentimental que era su abuela cuando se reunía con sus amigos.—Es algo normal perder la noción del tiempo cuando es bien invertido.

—Muchas gracias cariño.

—Podemos hacer lo que vinimos hacer, por favor.— Soma como siempre priorizo el deber.—Tenemos que ver nuestras acciones para la siguiente semana y...

—Estás demasiado tenso Soma.— la preocupación de la mujer mayor, era palpable en sus palabras junto a la risa que se filtraba.—Eso no es bueno para tu salud.

—Abuela, tenemos mucho trabajo por delante y...—Soma. Relájate un poco, tenemos tiempo.— su hermana se estiró en la mesa para alcanzar la mano de su hermano mayor, para calmarlo y aplicar un bálsamo en forma de la simple caricia de su pulgar en el dorso de su piel.—Llevamos años preparándonos para esta ocasión.

—Está bien.— un respiro fue exhalado junto a las tensiones, una ligera acomodación de su lente en la curva de su nariz y esos hermosos ojos verdes devolvieron toda la luz en su mirada.—Comencemos.

Casi una hora después, la mayoría de los papeles habían sido revisados. Cuentas por pagar y contratos por firmar, las tareas menores fueron cubiertas en su totalidad, al menos las más urgentes o próximas a vencer. Un par de bostezos escaparon de los tres y todos los pastelillos, así como el té, ya se habían acabado. Por fin decidieron tocar el verdadero motivo para estar presentes.

—Tras cinco años, cinco largos años, Grupo Nogi está listo para ejercer su derecho de un Torneo de Aniquilación Kengan.— Soma estaba ansioso por al fin mencionar la gran noticia. Su preocupación y seriedad eran simples efectos secundarios.

—Metsudo está expectante del resultado de la siguiente pelea por el voto número 50.— Eldora, la más cercana al presidente de la asociación, conocía mejor que nadie cómo estaba su viejo amigo.

—Grupo Nogi solamente necesita un voto y decidió sellar su destino con Gandai.— el rubio disfrutaba tener tantos saberes merodeando en su cabeza.—Una buena elección, que sí tiene los resultados que espera demostrara su poderío al resto de facciones de la asociación.— una estrategia que él mismo tomaría de estar en la posición del retador.

—Es el primero en décadas que muestra los dientes de esta manera.— la matriarca familiar era la única que había visto en carne propia un evento igual en su juventud, por ello, vivirlo nuevamente con sus entrados años en la edad era casi nostálgico.—Un desafío. Un Torneo de Aniquilación es la oportunidad ideal para que todos den todo de sí para llegar al poder.

—Gandai usará su mejor luchador.— la joven flor estaba ensimismada en sus pensamientos, conocía de primera mano el nivel del peleador mencionado. Era uno de sus favoritos después de todo.—El Ángel del Infierno, Jun Sekibayashi.— la picardía en sus palabras, la emoción casi infantil le daban un velo añorable.—Un oponente a la altura de la ocasión.

—¿Qué sabemos del luchador de Nogi?— Eldora estaba pendiente a toda posible indagación nueva del misterioso hombre.

—No mucho.— el cambio en su forma de hablar fue total. ¿Dónde estaba el fuego de hace solo unos segundos? Iona apenas parecía viva mientras hablaba.—Utilizara al novato que reemplazó a Komada. Ohma Tokita, 1 victoria y 0 derrotas.

—El nuevo que venció al Superhombre.— el gemelo compartió su falta de interés por el luchador. Tecleo con velocidad en su computadora, desplazándose de ventana en ventana, observando la pequeña pestaña de "Ohma Tokita", la cual ni siquiera tenía datos concisos de su altura o peso.—No parece gran cosa.

—Tiene un nombre fuerte.— la longeva flor no compartió el pensamiento de sus nietos.—Tal vez tenga una oportunidad contra Jun.

Una mirada cómplice cruzó los ojos verdes, pues los ojos cafés de su abuela tenían un brillo travieso. Eldora Tengoku era una especie de vidente cuando se trataba de los luchadores, algo en su interior, algo único siempre le decía cuando alguien albergaba un potencial desconocido.

—Ahora todo se reduce al resultado de esta pelea.— la cabeza del Clan Tengoku, Eldora, sonrió recordando sí propio tiempo como representante.—Uno de nosotros tendrá que estar presente para dar comienzo al Torneo. Es tradición que sea nombrada una Flor para el Torneo de Aniquilación.

—¿Estás lista Flor del infierno?

La sonrisa en los labios juveniles y la mirada en sus ojos proyectaron su respuesta mucho antes que la palabra saliera.

—Sí.

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #kenganverse #kengan oc #tokita ohma #lucha libre #flores #oc #jun sekibayashi #Iona tengoku #fanficton kengan ashura

[tropicreme]

kengan doodle dump/reupload in honor of s3 hitting Netflix

#my art #fanart #kengan ashura #tokita ohma #sekibayashi jun #meguro masaki #tokita niko #saw paing yoroizuka #gaolang wongsawat #cosmo imai #togo tomari #inaba ryo #kureishi mitsuyo #fei wangfang #kengan omega #GOD SORRY FOR ALL THESE TAGS #anyways saw and gao are my all time faves

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Being in a relationship with Wakatsuki Takeshi...

Being in a relationship with Wakatsuki Takeshi...

You first met up with Takeshi when you were both children, just after he was released from the Furumi labs, as you were both in the same class in school, and somehow, shared a desk together.

Though a bit shy, Takeshi was rather friendly and sociable, and you easily hit it off and helped him integrate in their new environment and in your friend group.

But being so fun and the best at sports in the whole school, he easily became sort of a popular guy, and everyone wanted to be his friend.

Even if he was constantly flocked around by around kids of all ages, you still remained his best friend.

You were the only girl he’d use a nickname to call, and even use the cute ‘-chan’ suffix; you were the only one he’d give flowers and little trinkets on random occasions, the only one whom he’d call over to his house, or to Uncle Furumi to play on the consoles, the only one to whom he’d return the chocolates on White Day.

You also tease him that his name means Samurai or Warrior, and that he’s basically your Knight in Shining Armor.

His parents were quick to tell him that he has a crush on you, and they approved, saying you were a lovely lady, but it was his mentor who successfully urged him to take the first step and ask you out on the last day of school.

He kissed your cheek one day during your school graduation, and made a pinky promise to always keep in touch, no matter what.

You and Takeshi also went to the same high-school, and it’s around that time you find out that he’s super into karate, and about his superhuman strength.

You have first seats for all of his matches, and since he wins, he gets the congratulatory prize of a cheek kiss.

Your first real kiss happens when you go to prom together.

“You know you have to wear a dress, don’t you?” you glare playfully at the boy, nudging him in the ribs, even though you know he won’t even be feeling it. “Just because I’m always out wearing comfortable, sports clothes, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to be feminine, okay? It’s just that we always end up running around and getting dirty, and I wouldn’t want to destroy by good outfits.” you scolded him for such words, though based on his bewildered expression, he actually believed you had no clue how to be feminine. “Oh, come on, ‘Tsuki, you’re being ridiculous.” “Sorry, sorry, I’ve just never seen you in a dress, that’s all. Hard to imagine something you’ve never seen - But I’m sure you’re going to be as pretty as you always are!” the boy offered you a cheeky grin, only to make you shake your head.

And although he couldn’t imagine you in a dress, when he went over to your house to pick you up, a bouquet of flowers in his hands, he almost dropped them as soon as his eyes met your form.

The way your shiny hair was done, how pretty your makeup was, making your sparkling eyes look so enchanting, and your plump lips were so attractive to him; the way your accessories highlighted your grace, and that long, flowy dress of your, making you look like a princess -

Takeshi was so speechless and in love that his eyes remained wide and fixed on you, and his mouth was held slightly agape; He was rooted to the spot and incapable of uttering a single word.

His cheeks were so cutely flushed that you couldn’t help but giggle and get on your tippy toes, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Hi, handsome.” 

Takeshi.exe stopped working. System needs rebooting.

The only action he was capable of doing was to keep his arm around you as your parents took a few pictures, later titled “Y/N x Takeshi” in a red heart, or “Prom 💖 “ and “Together Forever”

Takeshi remained quiet for most of the prom and drank a lot of punch, kept tugging on his collar feeling so very hot, just by looking at you, and his face remained blushy for the duration of the prom, even though he was dancing with you, almost robotically.

Though you weren’t necessarily the most popular girl in highschool, you and Takeshi were named Queen and King of the Prom, and were called on stage - They put a tiara on your head, and a flower bouquet, and they took pictures of you.

The one that Takeshi would later develop and frame, however, is the one where he pulls you into a deep kiss, and he captions it with “I love you 💖“

“I’m sorry I barely said anything the whole night, it’s just... I just think you’re so beautiful that my brain got a short-circuit.” he chuckled timidly, scratching at the back of his neck. “Will you wear pretty dresses again when I ask you on dates?” “If you promise not to have me run around or play in the mud, then sure. I have to take those cute clothes from naphthalene.” you smiled sweetly at him, leaning on his side, on the bench outside of the prom venue. “You know, ‘Tsuki... This is the most beautiful day of my life. On the same spot as the day I met you.” “I feel the same.” Takeshi he said, cupping your face tenderly. “I love you.”

You were the one to take notes in all classes and tutor your boyfriend through most of the classes, because he was always busy with his karate and fighting classes, and you supported him through everything.

Sometimes, you’d stop by the dojo and bring him lunch.

He was always smug, showing off his beautiful girlfriend, but he was still a little sheepish at the beginning--

Until all of the students and the master started calling you a married couple, so you just rolled with it.

You were actually pretty happy, hearing other people think you two were such a perfect match!

You ended up making friends with most of the people of the dojo, and you were always invited out with them, and got the privilege of taking care of everyone as if you’re their mother.

Highschool’s IT couple, without a doubt.

For graduation, everyone asked you if they were going to be invited to your wedding.

By the time Takeshi was 20 years old, he was already Furumi Pharmaceuticals’ underground fighter, and though you were a little upset at seeing him get hit, he was a literal beast, and always won.

Mr. Furumi Heihachi took you everywhere he’d take Takeshi, knowing you were pretty much glued together - And much to his surprise, you loved the Kengan universe, it made you feel as though you were in some mafia movie, and you were some kind of badass, super rich businesswoman or whatever.

Seeing everyone dressed so formal, also encouraged you to adopt a more elegant style.

Who wouldn’t want to see the strongest man alive having this Goddess Eye-Candy clinging on his arm?

Most of the money he made out of fighting, he’d keep for emergencies, but pretty soon, he was being buried alive in stacks of money, so he’d throw all of his money on buying you stuff, or taking you on long trips around the world.

Also, if you or your family ever had a medical emergency, Mr. Furumi has you covered, no cost.

You and Takeshi also moved in together.

You got to see Takeshi go through an edgy phase when he bought some black hair dye and had you do his hair.

You told him it was a bad idea, but he was hyperfixated with the idea, so you obliged.

You would teasingly call him ‘Wild Tiger’, especially when he’d forget his strength and hug you a little to tightly, or hold your hand to the point of almost shattering your bones.

He’d also try to always be tender and romantic and gentle with you, but given his strength and how excited you get him most of the time just by looking at you, he can get a little sloppy, which is kinda adorable, and always makes you tease him.

He can get a little embarrassed at how easily riled up and in the mood he can get, just from how pretty you are, or a simply touch, or you trailing his fingers up his arms or chest - But a single giggle from you is enough of a reassurance that you’re okay and he can go on.

He’s also sloppy with his outfits, though he mostly wears jeans and a form-fitting Tshirt, so you happily oblige to fix his clothes, be it the collar of a shirt, or a tie - And he lives for it.

After his loss against the Fifth Fang of Metsudo, he got in such a deep depression, and he was so gloomy and filled with self-hatred that it took a lot out of you and Uncle Furumi to drag him out and encourage him again.

It was almost scary how hard he took that loss against his pristine clean record, but you motivated him to never give up, and continue striving only upwards.

He even got formally kicked out of the Karate dojo, because of his underground fights, but he still maintains a proper mentorship relationship with the master.

When he finally got himself back on his feet, he was dead set on getting rid of that ugly black dye, and return to his pretty sandy coloured hair.

He even let himself grow a little facial hair, and he looked great with a goatee - And you’d pull on it often, especially if you wanted him to kiss you, or more.

He eventually asked you to marry him, when you were out a trek in some mountains, and you’ve reached the summit.

Coincidentally, a few other tourists were there, and took pictures and videos of the whole ordeal and congratulated you - All pictures were developed and captioned with “She said Yes!” and “Peak Happiness”.

In your shared bedroom, you have all the best pictures taped to each empty wall, held with fairy lights and pretty paintings you made.

Same goes for the wedding pictures, with the most gorgeous bride in the world, and the most handsome groom there ever was.

Even if you ever argue, which is rarely to begin with, a single look at all those happy, loving memories is enough to make you calm down and solve the issue.

You are good friends with Seki and Sakura, and the four of you often go out for drinks;

But at the end of the day, the two of you enjoy staying home and drinking, in front of a good movie or a video game, just as much, if not, more.

You didn’t know where exactly he fished Imai Cosmo, a literal child, but the two of you basically adopted Cos and became something close to his second family.

You support him for all of his matches and he ends up calling you ‘Big sis’ and saying that, if his Senpai isn’t around, he will be the one to protect you.

Later on, Wakatsuki continued his incredible run of wins, until he reached the Floating Cloud, Hatsumi Sen, the Aikido master, who was able to defeat him - Yet this time, unlike with Kano Agito, he was able to recover and realise he needs some new strategies, to go against flickery people like Sen, whom he can’t defeat with strikes and raw strength alone.

That’s how he got motivated to learn some grappling and get more actively involved in learning about different fighting styles, moves and theory, so he will be able to counter when his punches aren’t enough.

Also developed his Trump Card, the ‘Blast Core’, that only you and Mr. Furumi knew of.

During the Kengan Annihilation Tournament, you had a lot of fun together, at the beach, with even more pictures taken for your wall of memories.

When you found out the tournament brackets, you told Takeshi he was easily going to get in the finals, and get his chance of a rematch against the Fang.

Before every one of his fights, you would sit on his knee and hug his head to your chest, patting his hair, yet muttered no word; He kept his earbuds in his ears, with no music turned on.

When he was ready to speak, you would encourage him and sooth away his anxieties, even hold his hand all the way to the arena entrance, calling him Champion and the mighty Wild Tiger.

His first match against Murobuchi Gozo was an easy one, though Tsuki remained humble as always.

For the free time left until the second round, you got to hang out with Sakura and her sister, Kaede, who worked for the Nogi Group.

Takeshi’s fight against Julius was rather scary to watch, especially as he got half of his face dragged against the cement of the arena ring, and later needed skin grafting.

Of course, not wanting to get his medical records disclosed, he remained with minimal first aid from you, and a lot of scolding for disregarding his well being.

Silly man.

You thought you’d gotten used to seeing your husband get the beating of his lifetime in the Kengan world, especially as he was sporting a ridiculously high record of over 300 matches and only two losses, but the Annihilation Tournament was on a whole other level.

His fight against the Mercenary Muteba was just as awful to watch, especially seeing Takeshi having to fake near-death, just to land a good blow on him and win his game.

You were the happiest when the mercenary gave up his match, as you were sure there will be more damage on Takeshi’s health...

Only for him to actually lose to Tokita Ohma.

What a monster that one was.

You began cheering on the guy, only for him to unfortunately lose to Master Kuroki.

At the end of the tournament, you were happy that Takeshi wasn’t too demoralised for losing and being unable to make his Uncle the Chairman of the Kengan Organisation.

The two of you spent the few next years finding ways for him to improve.

Almost three years later, Takeshi gets recruited to participate in a Kengan vs Purgatory Tournament, and of course, Mr. Furumi gladly accepts Mr. Nogi’s proposal.

You find out all about the Worms, and realise the gravity of the situation, and hope you and your husband can take a step back when it comes to actively going out to hunt them.

You didn’t want to outright pursue terrorists and psychopaths like them - You really didn’t want to be a young widow after all.

You thought you’d witnessed all the crazy things in the world, but there were still things that shocked both of you, including the black and white centipede-tattooed Worms that infiltrated the Purgatory, Rolon’s statement that some might have infiltrated the Kengan scene also, the supposed brother of Meguro Masaki, Raian splitting Alan Wu in two, and the death of the Patriarch of the Kure Clan... And many more.

Though you were very against the cowardly Down and Ringout rules of the Purgatory, your husband didn’t end up losing to such a thing -

But he got in a perfect draw against the man called Fei Wangfang, who would end up succumbing to the monstrous injuries he received from Takeshi.

The two of you needed a long travel, away from Japan, to rewind and get your peace back, after so much chaos.

At least, thanks to Tokita Ohma, Kengan won!

Still, at the end of the day, your home still remained your safe haven, surrounded by all those precious memories you made together; And each other’s arms will continue being the places you both love the most.

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Being in a relationship with Wakatsuki Takeshi... Being in a relationship with Yoroizuka Saw Paing... Being in a relationship with Kure Raian... Being in a relationship with Tokuno’o Tokumichi... Being in a relationship with Kano Agito... Being in a relationship with Gaolang Wongsawat... Being in a relationship with Gaoh Ryuki... Being in a relationship with Narushima Koga...

#kengan ashura x reader #kengan ashura imagine #kengan ashura #kengan omega x reader #kengan omega imagine #kengan omega #wakatsuki takeshi #wakatsuki takeshi x reader #wakatsuki takeshi imagine #imai cosmo #kano agito #hatsumi sen #akiyama kaede #akiyama sakura #sekibayashi jun

[bokutosbiceps]

Who do you think out of the Kengan cast are girl dads? Give your personal takes😝

okay okay okay okay. here are my personal takes + honestly they’re right so these are, in fact, law. i also included some kengan omega characters 😉

ps. the dudes that i left out, i believe, would not be a good father/i can't see them as a father or they would likely be closer to their son(s). for example, i can't really see gaolang as a father. he's a daddy, sure, + would be a top tier husband, but as a father i think he'd be super traditional + distant from his kids. raian, on the other hand, would likely see his kids only as "weapons" in the sense he wants to make them strong, but he'd also be closer w a son if he had a kid.

tokita ohma is a girl dad. he’d be anything his daughter wants him to be + he loves her to absolute death. he’d kill for her. he’ll raise her to be the biggest girl boss in the world + he’s incredibly proud of her, no matter what she decides to do. he’s not really great at the advice + wisdom part, but he’s very comforting + supportive. 

narushima koga is a girl dad. he’s so afraid, though. he’s so afraid he’ll mess his daughter up or teach her the wrong things but his daughter loooooves him. he seriously can’t get away, not that he would want to though. they’re best friends + he adores her. would kill + die for her. also, her biggest hype man.

hatsumi sen is a girl dad. he knows how bad men can be + is suuuper protective of his little girl. he’s basically like her shadow, but not in a creepy way. if anyone messes with his daughter, they’re fucking dead. he’s also at the mercy of absolutely anything she wants. he spoils the absolute fuck outta her.

himuro ryo is a girl dad. he’s a girl dad in the way that he doesn’t really see the point of separation of the sexes + he believes that anything a guy can do, a girl can do just as well or even better. he will instill this confidence in his daughter + watch her take over the world. he’s her number one fan 🥺

jose kanzaki is a girl dad. kiind of like sekibayashi but to a much less degree. he’s the kinda girl dad that lets his daughter do absolutely whatever she wants + will back her 100%, especially if what she wants to do is in a male dominated field. he’s gonna help her bring down tHE FUCKING PATRIARCHY. 

KANOH AGITO IS A GIRL DAD. YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE. ABSOLUTELY WHATEVER HIS DAUGHTER WANTS HIM TO BE HE WILL TO THE ABSOLUTE BEST OF HIS ABILITY. FIND THIS MAN GIVING HIS DAUGHTER PIGGY BACK RIDES, SHOULDER RIDES, ETC ALL DAY EVERY DAY. HE WANTS TO LEARN HOW TO DO HER HAIR SO HE CAN BE USEFUL TO HER. HE WANTS TO LEARN MORE ABOUT WHAT SHE LIKES SO THEY CAN TALK EVEN MORE. HE WILL TRY HIS BEST TO GIVE HER ADVICE + HE WANTS TO SEE HER SUCCEED AT ANYTHING SHE PUTS HER MIND TO. ALSO. IF YOU MESS W HER YOU’RE GOING TO BE WIPED FROM EXISTENCE.

lihito is a girl dad. In a similar way to Sen, he knows how men can be + will be super protective of his daughter. BUT he’s kinda awkward around her. he sees are as such a precious little thing + is super scared of fucking it up. he loves her from afar though + is always always always there for her when she needs him.

mokichi robinson is a girl dad. need i say more?

muteba gizenga is a girl dad. he’s his daughter’s best fucking friend. they wreak havoc together. he teaches her everything he knows + is her biggest fucking fan. he’s a Grade A Dad.

SEKIBAYASHI JUN IS A FUCKING GIRL DAD. HE’S OUT HERE BEING THE BEST FRIEND, FATHER, TEACHER, IN THE WORLD. HE IS THE BEST DAD. HE’S SO WISE + SO CARING + SO PROTECTIVE. he’s never done a single thing wrong. i want him to be my father actually.

takayama minoru is a girl dad. he’s the sweetest w his daughter + she prefers him over everyone. so gentle + so kind. wow 🥺

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #tokita ohma #narushima koga #hatsumi sen #himuro ryo #jose kanzaki #kanoh agito #lihito #rihito #nakata ichiro #mokichi robinson #muteba gizenga #sekibayashi jun #takayama minoru

[karolinevassalor]

Its been a while from this chapter, but still give me chills. The very thought of defeat Agito was nearly impossible yet Gensai managed and everyone was in shock.

Sen reaction my fav xD

#kengan ashura #manga #kanoh agito #hanafusa hajime #hatsumi sen #lihito #rihito #kure raian #ohma #wakatsuki takeshi #sekibayashi jun #kaneda suekichi #himuro ryo #kuroki gensai #akoya seishu #nikaido ren #Yamashita

[kengan-daddies]

There was a funny OPM fic where different characters accidentally saw the readers "silicone meat" in the shower and the difference reactions they would have. Can you please write this but for kengan Ashura characters?

LMFAOOOOO!!! Okay, now this is an interesting ask.

The 'Silicone Meat' Incident

Adam Dudley

He's lowkey upset about it.

He feels like he's being replaced by some fake shit.

And don't let it be bigger than his own dick, he'd be furious.

Cosmo Imai

He's happy-go-lucky about it and he's curious

He wants to see how you use it and how it works

it's silicone so he wants to see how you'd get pleasure from something so soft.

Jun Sekibayashi

He'll tease you with it.

He'll compare it to his own dick size and would make a whole scene with it.

He'd want to use it to give you anal stretches.

Kanoh Agito

He won't know how to respond to it.

He'll want to do research on it.

He would want you to take him shopping so he can see more different types.

Kiryu Setsuna

This fool would steal it.

He'd use it on himself and would refuse to give it back.

He'll use it till it just breaks and then he'll give it back.

Kaolan Wongsawat

He'll be a blushing mess.

He'd get something to pick it up and would hand it to you like it's a pad or something.

He'd be curious as to why you'd need it when you had him.

Ohma Tokita

He wouldn't care.

He would throw it on your bed and would tell you to keep up with your shit.

if he sees it again he'll throw it away.

Raian Kure

He'd be a total dick about it and he'll show everyone in the Kure household.

He'd be like the bully in an elementary class and he'd hold it high above his head.

He would totally use it during sex.

Rei Mikazuchi

He wouldn't know how to react to such an object.

He'd wonder if he was enough for you.

He would go out of his way to purchase you all types of toys to help satisfy you from now on.

Saw Paing Yoroizuka

He would probably play with it like it's a toy.

Wave it around like it's some kind of weapon.

He'd probably even ask if you would want to show Kaolan this too.

Seishu Akoya

He'd throw it away.

He would claim that it's tainted and that it wasn't good for you.

He would forever check for another one.

Sen Hatsumi

He'd get freaky with it real quick.

He'll buy you all kinds of toys.

He'll be so excited to get extreme in the bedroom.

Wakatsuki Takeshi

He wouldn't mind.

He would figure that you wouldn't be satisfied with his grandpa speed thrusts.

He would even offer to buy you another one if it ever broke.

#kengan ashura #kengan ashura x reader #kengan ashura x y/n #kengan ashura fanfiction #adam dudley #cosmo imai #jun sekibayashi #kanoh agito #kiryu setsuna #kaolan wongsawat #rei mikazuchi #raian kure #ohma tokita #wakatsuki takeshi #saw paing yoroizuka #sen hatsumi #akoya seishu

[yellowelectroslime]

random koga narushima hcs :)

cannot watch horror movies, will literally shat his pants

when jump-scared he shrieks and then freezes up like those goats yknow??

yknow how his superpower is that he has rlly good eyesight, he uses eye drops. canon. (its not)

ryuki was like “why do u need to put water into ur eyes? just blink??” but like innocently

so koga gave him some to try. ryuki literally acted how a cat would act when sprayed with water

his love language is physical touch and acts of services

he’s a guy big on bear hugs loves receiving bug especially loves giving

i want to ruffle his hair so badly

when seki was training koga, he always rewards him with a hair ruffle and at first koga hated it cuz he was in his baddie era but it happened so many times to the point where he rlly likes it 

Kazuo patted his head once and [koga.exe stopped functioning] (he was so happy about it he could not stop blushing) and ryuki teased him about it ofc

he was like “bro koga it was just a head pat y u looking like ur having a fever :/ weakling”

then kazuo gave one to ryuki and he immediately retracted his statement LMAO

and now they’re both very happy and flustered :]]

Koga thinks of kazuo as a kind of mix between boss and father (kazuo is everyone’s dad) (real)

when he was in his bad boy era, he thought that acting mean and “cool” infront of a girl would impress them

so he did it once. he said smth rlly mean to a girl and she straight up slapped him on the cheek. hard.

koga is still scared of his uncle

#koga narushima #ryuki gaoh #kengan ashura #kengan omega #kazuo yamashita #sekibayashi jun #my hcs #im watching the fnaf movie tonight #wish me luck #headcannons

[aneenasevla]

Heavy Bakery - Chapter 15

MasterList / Kanami’s Profile /Previous Chapter

Chapter 15 - The Macho Assemble

She now was working at the gym with the guys from SJPW, and had gotten to talk to them more during practice.

“Very well, now that you are more healed of your injuries, we can start with heavier training” Jose said, while inspecting her “let me see those blows there, chica. Do some shadowboxing for me.”

She then put on the gloves, doing a little warm-up.

“You can stop” he shakes his head “you're not wasting much movement, but I think that because of the time you spent without training, your footwork is impaired.”

"But… I haven't even started…" she stopped, looking at the Luchador.

“That's why we notice this thing before we start. It hurts your positioning too” he looks at her “you'll need to work on your legs later, I want to see jump rope, side jumps and… well, if you want something more practical, ask Ryuki later.”

“Ryuki? He doesn't participate in the academy…” she winks. Calling him was out of the question at the moment, as he was working elsewhere.

“Well, either him or Koga. Ryuki taught Koga, but I think el chico rubio can give you some tips too, he learned fast.”

“It's all right. I'll start with the leg muscle work, then” she decides “I heard that Koga is getting ready for another fight, so I don't want to get in the way with my beginner steps.”

“Yes, it's valid, but you're not exactly a beginner, according to your purple-chinned sparring colleagues” he laughs “come on, put those legs to work. Then we'll practice kicks too.”

It still took the rest of the week before she finally readjusted her life and returned to normal. She glanced at the facade, smiling at the perspective she had.

The Heavy Bakery, it started as a joke because of her physique, but now It really had deeper meaning. She had some ideas for improvement, but she would talk to her friends later, in a meeting.

“Another day, another journey”, Kanami says, sighing, as she opens the bakery, early as usual, and enters the place.

It was still the same way she'd left it. The counter, full of displays, that led to half the store, the other half being bar-style chairs, where drinks and milkshakes were served. On the other side, tables with upholstered and very comfortable sofas. All decorated in shades of red, white and silver, with a few pink and turquoise dots here and there, to accentuate that it was in part more of a bakery than a snack bar.

She let the air out of her lungs at the cozy feeling, as if she were returning to her own home. One day she would make it grow, but for now… she let herself be held for her own safety.

After reconnecting to her second home, she crossed the counter, tied up her hair, put on her apron, and went to the kitchen to start work before opening the establishment. She really felt at home there.

Her employees arrived before the clients this time, which was great, and they quickly packed up with her and got ready before the shift started. The mood was in pretty high spirits, even Tomoyo, the part-time waitress, was excited for her boss to return. Kanami couldn't be happier.

The entrance bell rang and everyone rang “Welcome!” when they entered.

Kanami was surprised with who was “Koga, Ryuki? Hi!”

“Hi Ms. Kanami!” Koga smiled, “we came to say hi.”

“And to celebrate that the bakery is back on track” Ryuki completes.

“Hey! The place hasn’t stopped without Kanami”, Hiro complains, “But we're also happy about it” Then he mutters under his breath “I didn't know Kanami had to be there for the hunks to show up too…”

“Welcome, boys” Kanami smiles “make yourself comfortable.”

They sit at the counter, at ease.

“What will you want? We have a menu if you want” she starts.

“Actually, not yet” Koga smiles, “we're waiting for someone.”

“Oh? Well then, all right.” She shrugs.

“I like it here” Ryuki says, adjusting his glasses “It looks like a perfect mix of a pub and a high class restaurant…”

Kanami laughs awkwardly as the others raise their eyebrows. Of course he had to drop one of these…

“It makes you feel cozy” he continues, “but not too much, it makes you want to eat and don’t be shy at the beauty. It's perfect.”

She raises her eyebrows, at the twist in the sentence. She blushes, “thank you.”

“I really thought I was going to stick with the first sentence, Ryuki…” Koga comments.

“Then you were going to fight me,” he huffs, “and I wasn't looking for a bad word.”

“Alright, I accept the compliment”, she smiles, she was in a good mood today, “but then, how are things?”

“Pretty good! I won the fight” Koga says, smiling proudly.

“Oh, congratulations, Koga!” she smiles “it's a shame they are from the backstage, I would love to see it.”

“Technically you can, but you can't film or take photos” Ryuki says, “I participate from time to time, but nowadays I'm looking for something else to do…”

“Which is completely cool”, she smiles, “if you want to participate, we have a vacancy for a cook here” she winks an eye, and the young man smiles.

“Oh, I’m not worth it… I haven't even learned anything properly yet. I'm just going to get in the way…”

“You can join us, cutie bun! There's always room for beautiful people!”

“Argh, Hiro” Kanami smiles with embarrassment.

“Leave me be, boss!”, Hiro laughs.

Ryuki laughs a little, shaking his head “Sorry, I won't be helping anything in the kitchen for now”, And then looks outside “Ahh, they're here.”

Kanami looks at the door, and sees a bunch of figures at the entrance. She blinks, looking confused and surprised.

“Yooo”, said the first one who entered, “we almost got lost…”

“Only when I saw the muscles in the logo that I could understand the name, ehehehe.” said another, as big as the first. She recognized them as being SJPW wrestlers, which she didn't interact with much, but she had seen them from the back.

And more of them appeared, including Haruo, who almost didn't fit in the doorway because he was so wide. Sekibayashi and another man were the last. The entire bakery was packed with muscles.

“Hello Kanami - Sekibayashi greets, reaching the counter.

“So this is where you work. Nice place”, the man next to him says, and she recognizes him as Jose, only without his usual Luchador mask.

“But… but…” she was stunned by the whole situation, “Yea, hi, good to see you, but… did you bring everyone here?!” She looks accusingly at the two boys, who smiled a lot, with a touch of malice, like a dog caught in the act.

“Surprise!” Koga and Ryuki said in unison.

“What's going on there? Why all the noise all of a sudden?” Tomori appears, and then her eyes widen as she sees the scene, holding her breath as she looks at the fighters “but… you guys are…”

“Hello” Sekibayashi and José nodded. She turns pale and then runs off to scream in the locker room. Kanami finally manages to laugh.

“She's a big fan of yours…” she explains, to the two astonished fighters.

“Hhahahahahaa” Sekibayashi bursts out laughing “Okay, this reaction is unusual.”

“Well, yes, I didn’t expect… ah… hnmm… I think I’m going to need help organizing this…” Kanami was still blushing.

“No problem” Seki smiles “we work together to deliver things.”

“Me and Koga can help too” Ryuki cheers up.

“Wow, I feel embarrassed, all of you here…”

“We want to taste the cakes!” Haruo commented in a corner, he occupied an entire side of one of the tables.

“We only hear about it, now I want to see if you're all talk or not.” said another one of the guys in training.

“Hehehe… ready for the challenge, Kanami?” Sekibayashi smiles “Today is everyone's cheat day.”

Kanami laughed “now you will see my real battle skills, Mr. Seki!” and rolls up his sleeves.

…

Ohma has been busy these days, after the party at Kanami's house. After a few outings for intensive training and looking for more Worms with the Kure, he was finally a little freer. He decided to visit his friends. Yamashitakazuo was out of town on a business trip with Nogi and Kaede, so there was no use going to their office…

But there was a place close by with friends he could visit.

Or better saying, one friend.

Anticipation generated a strange feeling in the fighter. He looked eager, as if he was going to fight a tough opponent, only different. His heart raced, but not like when he used the Advance, or the Possessing Spirit, as he was originally called. This acceleration gave a very slight pain in his diaphragm, and something in his back made him shiver, heating it up, and his stomach contracted, as if he was getting ready for sit-ups, but without the muscles tightening.

The thought made him worried. He was having a lot of these weird accelerations lately. This was not normal. Sometimes he broke out in a cold sweat, as if he were recovering from a fever. Would he be sick?

He stopped for a moment, catching his breath. His heart slowed, as if he hadn't had anything.

"How weird..." he thought, as he started walking again "very weird...".

 He walked down the street, with strange thoughts in his mind. Rarely in his life had he been left with even the shadow of illness, and since he started training with Niko, the only time he was truly ill was when he was feeling the side effects of the Advance on his body. He wondered why, after all these years, he was having these attacks.

That's when he thought of that woman from the bakery. Green eyes staring back at him, over a flushed face, light brown hair, bouncing as she let out high notes through her voice when she sings. Her hands, with thick knuckles from punching so much, but so delicate and soft when decorating the cake. And the delicious cake… well, he'd had cakes before, but for some reason, that gift she'd given him left him visibly happier…

He took a deep breath, running a hand through his hair, scratching his head. Again, he was getting hot in the face from the increasing circulation. He calmed down and started walking to the bakery anyway. He was getting hungry, his stomach wasn't bubbling over anything, was it?

…

When he saw the sign on the front saying “open”, he felt the urge to smile. He opened the door, and came in expecting the smell of bread… and felt it, but what made his smile fade away was the smell of the gym and a bunch of males together in a confined space. The sounds of life and movement was also filled with familiar voices and laughter, so much so that the usual background music was barely audible. As he looked around, he recognized practically everyone else from Sekibayashi's academy. He also saw his quasi-double, Ryuki, and Koga, both in aprons, working at the place with the other girl who had attended him before.

“Oops, a lemon pie? I got you!” Koga passes the orders to the counter. Ryuki was at the counter itself, serving with Tomori and Kanami…

He almost smiled when he saw her, and was about to talk to her when he heard an “OHMA!” of other men at the tables, and almost jumped when others approached.

“You arrived just in time brother!” One of them slaps him on the shoulder.

“Free yourself, today is cheat day!” another one laughs.

“Ohh, Ohma!” Haruo looks at him, turning around on the upholstery, “you were right, Kanami and Tomori’s calkes are very good, I'll be coming here a lot now…”

“Man, I really suggest not,” another of the fighters says, looking at the heavyweight's voracity.

Ohma couldn't say anything. He was feeling something very strange in his chest. And he felt kind of weird too.

“Hey, Ohma!” Koga smiles “we decided to stop by, and then we invited the guys who returned from the Wrestling tour. Sekibayashi and Jose decided to attend too…”

“Ah”, he understands what happened, “So they came to celebrate here.”

“Yea! Ryuki came up with the idea”, he looks at his friend, who was making milkshakes to order. He looked to the side and Kanami was writing down everything that was being consumed, going back and forth with the chores, laughing with the movement. She was in her natural surroundings, almost dancing as she moved across the counter.

His heart decided to speed up again. What the fuck…?

His stomach clenched. The nerves behind his diaphragm sent a shiver up the back of his neck. He opened his mouth to say something, but sighed.

“I'm going to order something too,” he says, heading to the counter.

“Oh my gods, Ohma has arrived, everyone order what you want because the bakery will be closed soon!” Sekibayashi joked as everyone laughed out loud. Kanami turned her head to see him, and smiled, waving at him. He mimicked the gesture.

His heart stopped a beat and suddenly came back hard. Holy crap…

“Hah, I think I'll relax today,” Ohma ventured to say, trying to smile, but very worried.

“What?! Is there an eclipse occurring or something?! Ohma is going light on food!!” Seki laughs, patting the fighter on the back lightly, drawing laughter from the other big guys.

But then he leans close to him and mutters “Are you okay, man? You’re kinda pale…”

“No, it's okay, I’m okay…” he clears his throat, and looks at Ryuki “Hey, you're working here today right? Gimme some slices of that strawberry cake there. And a chocolate milkshake.”

“Allright” Ryuki just gives a thumbs up, turning to take the order.

Sekibayashi was not convinced.

“Are you sure, Ohms?”

“Don't call me that…” Ohma frowns.

“It's okay… but if you feel like you're feeling sick, let me know and I'll take you to the emergency room, okay?”

“All right. I already made an appointment with Dr. Hanafusa, to check everything. I'll let you know.”

“Okay, now calm down. Let's enjoy the party, okay?” he smiled.

Ohma nods, suddenly feeling pretty good again, and spends the rest of the time inside the bakery feeling peaceful, and even his appetite returns...

What the hell was going on!?

Next Chapter Here

#heavybakery #kengan ashura #kengan omega #kenganverse #ohma tokita #tokita ohma #kengan oc #fanfiction #jun sekibayashi

[kyusrak]

Kaneda tries medicine (read left to right)

#imai cosmo #kaneda #kengan ashura #kengan memes #kengan omega #tokita ohma #kenganverse #sekibayashi jun #himuro #xia ji #shen wulong #tokita niko #kaneda suekichi

[hoe4rairai]

Lets Play Imagine :

Kenga characters and what they would be to you - Part one :

Wakatsuki : My husband the father of my non existing kids 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

Raian: the man I used to fuck with when I am bored, my high school crush,the guy I used to partner with in any crime and laugh about it later the one I would had lost my Virginity to😈

Ohma: my older brother 🙋‍♂️

Fusui: my bestie the one I would go the extra mile for and get into dirt with just for fun 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️

Erioh : my role model 👴⛩️

Kazuo Yamashita : my role model ⛩️👴

Agito : the one I will always admire secretly but will never tell, just to not upset my husband 😇🤩

Cosmo : the child I would love to have.🙆‍♂️ and I would love to do styles to his beautiful long hair 😍

Sekibayashi : the man who trains me and I trust him with my life 🧘‍♀️💪

https://hoe4rairai.tumblr.com/post/690197431114170368/kenga-characters-and-what-they-would-be-to-you

#kengan headcanons #kengan ashura #kenganverse #kengan ashura imagines #kengan omega #kengan oc #wakatsuki takeshi #raian kure #ohma tokita #kure fusui #erioh kure #yamashita kazuo #kanoh agito #cosmo imai #sekibayashi jun

[useless-bi-otch]

Cookies'n Cream - Chapter 32

Last chapter / MasterList / art by @aneenasevla

Chapter 32 - Loyalty

TIMELINE: This chapter takes place at the same time as Heavy Bakery’s Chapter 34, under a different POV. You can read it here

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Okubo did his second getaway race of the night, with his girlfriend acting as his navigator, only this time following a taxi through the streets of Tokyo.

"Only that guy would leave like that without saying anything to anyone," Okubo grumbles, at the wheel. "He could've asked for our help, he knew we were there! But no, he has to sort things out on his own… looks like someone I know," He looks in the rearview mirror at Rihito, in the backseat with Himuro and Kaneda.

"Are you going to throw this in my face for the rest of our fucking lives?," Rihito grunts, frowning in the rearview mirror. "Let bygones be bygones! And anyway, we have a much more important matter to deal with."

"True," Kaneda nods, seriously. "We still don't know what happened to-"

"Why does she get to call shotgun?!," Rihito interrupts him, pointing indignantly at the front seat, where Tomori was sitting. "I always had that privilege in your car!"

"Your loss," Okubo decrees without taking his eyes off the road. "When the car owner has a girlfriend, she always calls shotgun. It's an iron rule. Deal with it."

"I have to agree," Himuro nods.

"And what are you?! A Shotgun Expert or a Gigolo?!," Rihito shouts, crossing his arms.

"Can't I be both?!," Himuro makes a face. Kaneda just groans, throwing his head back.

"If this is our new normal, it's going to take some getting used to it..."

"Guys, please. Naoh, to the left! The taxi's headed for the perimeter!,” Tomori points, seriously, and Okubo immediately turns the car at high speed around the curve, almost passing by another car that honked fiercely. "That's it, I can see it! Oh! He's stopping at that hospital!"

"Fuck, the Hospital?!," Himuro widens his eyes. "This is more serious than I thought."

"I fucking told you! I'm going to park, Tomoh, calm down," Okubo says, entering the parking lot.

Tomori sees Ohma getting out of the taxi and running to the front door, not shatering the glass door by a hair. It makes her heart skip a beat. If Ohma, calm as he was, was that desperate...

"Boys, I'm going first!," She says to them as soon as Okubo turns the key in the ignition and turns off the car, taking off her seat belt and opening the door abruptly. "I'll ask about her at reception! Follow me when you can!"

And she then bolts toward the building, for the second time that night. Only this time, the thing seemed more serious. Much more serious.

"Hey, wait!," Okubo was about to say but the madwoman had already run ahead. Then he looks to the side and seems to be startled by something. "Ahhh, shit!," He closes the car door on reflex. Kaneda sees the headlight beam right in his face before another car approaches at high speed…

"AAAAAAH FUCK!," The other three idiots scream in the backseat, practically running over each other in an attempt to stay as far away from the impact point as possible, talking on top of each other in the midst of desperation. Okubo only has time to hug his own head. When the sound of screeching tires comes and the impact doesn't happen, they dare to peek through the windows. "Who's the loose nut that...!"

"Oh, my God…," Kaneda stammers suddenly, sounding like a victim of post-traumatic stress disorder. "I know that car…"

"So do we," Rihito and Himuro speak at the same time, trembling at the base.

 

* * *

Tomori turns to the side and sees a car pulling up masterfully next to Okubo's with a drift. She holds her breath when she sees how the car didn't hit her boyfriend's by a hair, but sighs in relief when she sees that it was Hiro. That nutjob...

He comes running and stops beside her, out of breath. "Tomoh! You're here already! I came running as fast as I could when I got the call! Have you seen her?!"

"Not yet, but what happened?! I-"

"Something serious! She was attacked!!," Hiro follows her, opening the glass door with a push. "I swear, that woman will be the death of us one of these days!"

"What?!," Tomori doesn't pay attention to hospital norms and screams, her stomach plummeting and freezing with fear. "By whom? Another one of those thugs?!"

"I don't know! I was only told that things didn't look good!," Hiro explains as they head towards reception, the blood pounding in Tomori's ears as she tries not to panic. Good God, why did these things keep happening to her friend? She deserved peace more than anyone here! Why did the universe insist on testing her like that?!

They finally make it to the front desk, bypassing the short line and running straight to the attendant, who looks up, a little startled, when Hiro nearly bumps into the counter in his flurry.

"Oomori Kanami! Where is she? They said she's in this hospital, right?," he asks, snorting from the rush.

“We got a call that she had a serious accident,” Tomori was almost jumping with nervousness, her eyes watering. She had to be alright, help surely didn't arrive too late, please, please...!

"Sir, Miss, please calm down. She is fine."

The two immediately turned around at the sound of that voice. The blonde woman, dressed as a secretary, approached looking directly at them. Despite being serious and a little pale, she was composed, remaining calm. It took a couple of seconds for them to recognize her.

Hiro looks at the woman, straightening up. He stares at her seriously, his tone firmer than usual when he speaks:

"Oh, you're Mr. Yamashita's secretary… where is she? We want..."

"Yes, we want to see her!"

The exclamation makes them jump a little. Okubo arrived out of breath at reception too, stopping and even sliding a few inches across the smooth floor until he stopped in front of a very surprised Kaede, who blinked.

"And what are you doing here, Okubo Naoya?"

"I was at Tomori's parents' house," He explains quickly, running over his words, because dammit, it was much easier to give the abbreviated explanation than to go on about the Via crucis that Tomori and he had done that night. "We almost had a heart attack when we heard about what happened… tell me she's awake."

"Oh, wow," Kaede adjusts her glasses. "Well, I…"

"Kaede!"

Holy shit, how many more scares would they have that night?! There came Rihito, Himuro and Kaneda, out of breath and sweating, followed by Koga and Ryuki, both looking terrified. Just seeing that expression on the usually indifferent face of the boy identical to Ohma was enough to make Tomori's anxiety rise.

"We saw you three running out of the Kengan match, what happened?," Koga asks anguished. "Ohma didn't seem seriously injured… so we thought…"

"Koga, Ryuki," Kaede sighs. "Calm down, she is…"

"Okubo! Holy crap, you were faster than us!," Rihito exclaims, his voice too loud for the confines of a hospital. "We saw the two kids running like crazy, right after the match..."

"Guys, please…," The receptionist said quietly, intimidated by all these muscleheads, but it didn't look like anyone there was willing to listen to her. They were all talking at the same time, wanting to hear from Kanami or arguing with each other.

"Oh, my…," Tomori blinks, seeing the confusion at the reception. She wanted to scream at them all to shut up, anxiety over Kanami's condition being compounded by frustration. She just wanted to know how her friend was doing, holy shit-

"SILENCE, ALL OF YOU!"

And apparently, Mr. Yamashita's secretary was perfectly capable of taking care of that little problem, because all it took was one shout and all the men immediately fell silent, surprised and cowering; Rihito was even pouting. Damn, she would get along well with Kanami...

Kaede takes a deep breath and continues, "Kanami is fine, she had an accident. Ohma and Mr. Yamashita are upstairs with her. Please, no riots. Visiting hours for today are over, so anyone who has a phone, let the desperate other know that everything is fine and she is doing well. Mr. Hiro and Miss Uta," She turns to Hiro and Tomori. "You two are closest to her, so I'll accompany you. The rest of you, please kindly leave the hospital and wait outside. You're bothering the other patients."

"Hey, what about us?," Koga steps forward.

"We are her brothers!," Ryuki crosses his arms.

“I would let you pass, but given the circumstances, you will be the first to break the news that she's okay to the others. Please, I will help you to be the first to see her on the visit."

The two stared at each other and nodded in mutual agreement, then turning to help the crowd disperse. Kaede sighs as Tomori takes a calming breath, hand on her chest, the momentary relief making her want to burst into tears.

Kanami was fine... despite the scare, she was fine. Her legs give way, and she has to keep her body rigid so she doesn't lose her balance and fall to her knees on the floor. Soon, she feels a huge hand on her back, stroking it, giving her a sense of balance, of having her feet firmly on the ground. She looks up and sees Okubo, slight concern in his gray eyes.

"Okay, I'll see you later, Tomori," He leans his forehead against hers. "Let me know if everything's fine, okay?"

"Let me know if you need me here, waiting for you."

She understood without him needing to elaborate. She would kiss him if they weren't in a public area, in a crowd of people. She closes her eyes and sighs, pressing her forehead against his for a second too long.

"Yes, I'll warn you. Go calm your friends down," She assures him, and he nods, discreetly touching her face before straightening up and heading out of reception with the other guys. Tomori watches him walk away, only turning to Hiro and Kaede when the cashier sighs.

"I need to see her. I don't know how her parents didn't come flying too," He comments. "Honestly, in a little while the rest of the world appears…"

"Kanami has always been the type that doesn't let anyone know her weaknesses… she prefers to protect others, doesn't she?"

"Yeah, that she-hulk," He grunts. "But it turns out that we think everything is fine and then boom, a bomb falls on her house and gives us a heart attack…"

"Yeah, but now she's safe… let's calm down, shall we?," Kaede assures, indicating the way for both of them. "It's this way."

 

* * *

Hiro and Tomori entered the room with Kaede and were surprised by the sight. Not only did they see Kanami unconscious, lying down, sleeping all connected to wires, but there was also a mountain sitting on the side of the bed, his head down on the matress, sound asleep. They only recognized it as Ohma at that moment because of the clump of seaweed he had for hair.

"Oh…," Hiro smiles, for the first time he wasn't too excited to throw one of his tantrums, but Tomori just couldn't take it. The relief at seeing her friend alive and in such good company made her grab her phone from inside her purse and start snapping pictures, practically jumping from one foot to the other in an outbreak of cuteness. Jeez, such a lovely sight after a terrifying night, it did those things to you!

"Ooownn… my god, how cuuute," She coos, moving closer so she can adjust the camera's focus. "I'll save this for eternity…"

"Damn, Tomori…," Hiro sighs. "Kanami is unconscious on the bed and you're taking a picture?"

“You'd be doing that too if she was awake,” she whispers, pouting. They had just had their suspicions confirmed, dammit! If she didn't gather evidence, who would believe her? Not to mention that she would need something cute to look at when trying to recover from the traumatic events of that night…

It is at that moment that they both hear a low growl that makes them stop. Ohma was starting to move, his face scrunching, as Hiro glared at Tomori.

"See, Scatterbrain? You woke up the Kraken!," He whispers, trembling a little, taking a healthy distance. "Come here, we don't need to get close, there's a bouncer already."

He didn't move anymore though. A couple of seconds passed before they both let out a sigh of relief.

However, they see Kanami shake her head, and her eyes slowly open. They approached, slowly.

"Kanny," Tomori whispers, her throat closing, her vision blurring as her eyes water. God, she's there, alive, with them...! "You're okay…"

"Girl, don't do this to us," Hiro says in the same tone, shaking. "We love you too much…"

She blinks a little, before seeming to focus and understand who was there with her, and she opens her mouth slowly.

"Sorry…," She said weakly, her throat very dry. "I didn’t mean to…"

"Were you attacked again?," Hiro holds her free hand. "Who did this?"

"Karla," Ohma says, half sleepy. "It was her. But she won't bother us anymore… Kana won."

"Oh my God, were you awake, man?," Hiro returns a little more to his normal self, but he was still speaking low.

"You guys are noisy," Ge grunts, still lying down. He then looks at Kanami. "Hi."

"Hi…," she continues stroking his head "I'm glad… that you're all here…"

"Of course, Kana. We're your friends…," Tomori says, getting closer too. "You scared all of us.” 

Kanami smiles more. Hiro watches her pat Ohma's head, the two of them looking at each other, and even more so when her hand gained a little more strength, and she buried her fingers in his hair, as if, in that moment of weakness, she still held onto him. Tomori and Hiro look at each other, and both understand the meaning of that gesture.

“I knew iiit!," was what Hiro's look meant.

"I suspected from the beginning!," Tomori nods back in confirmation.

"Oh…," Kanami blinks, bringing her free hand to her own head. Only now does Tomori notice, with astonishment, that her friend's long, well-groomed hair had been roughly cut, probably by force, the uneven strands sticking out to the sides at shoulder length. Holy shit, how violent had that fight been for things to get to that point?!

Ohma lifts his head, looking at her with a genuine concern that was so rare in that slow-moving face.

"What's it?," He asks.

"My hair… I… I cut it during the fight…," She whimpers. "My beautiful long hair..."

"Oh, it'll grow again, Kanny," Hiro assures, more relieved.

“We'll take you to my friend's salon when you're better. Our treat. You're still pretty anyway," Tomori promises right away, to appease her sadness. Surely the salon where Akane worked would offer a good price? She wasn't much of a believer, knowing her boss, but dammit, for Kanami, she was willing to open her wallet. And he knew Hiro was too.

"I like it that way too…," Ohma murmurs, relaxing again; he was visibly tired. "The rest still exists, anyway…"

Kanami smiles at the comments. "Wow, you really like me…"

"We love you, Kana…," Tomori smiles. "I say this without any fear.

"We'll go to hell for you, if we need to," Hiro smiles tenderly, approaching her. "I'll ask Daddy Satan to get you out of there."

“You never stopped fighting for me, and you almost died,” Ohma says, half-awake. “I would die for you, Kanami” 

Tomori and Hiro both turned their heads towards him with wide eyes, barely having time to register that dramatic statement in their heads before Kanami made a sound like she was barely holding back her tears. And that again stole their attention.

"Wow, guys…," She stammers, her voice cracking, breaking on the last syllable… and then she breaks down sobbing, fat tears running down her wounded, tired face, but still so full of life, relief and emotion that no one else could hold it any longer.

Soon Tomori was crying her eyes out too. Hiro followed close behind, outmatched, the two hugging as the volume of their crying rose. They were in a hospital, but at that moment, they didn't care about anything else.

Ohma just smiled, leaning his head against Kanami's leg, slowly. She went back to stroking his head. And that sight made Tomori decide that she didn't need anything else. Despite the scares to death, the brief uncertainties and the point of no return she had got herself into, she felt that she regretted absolutely nothing and that she would keep things exactly as they were.

She had her family still together, her friends, old and new, supporting each other. And then there was her boyfriend, who helped make it all possible.

Seriously, what more could a girl want?

 

* * *

"Ohma… I watched your match earlier."

After all the crying, Kanami had gone back to sleep, still exhausted and in need of rest. That's why Tomori, sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed, spoke low, almost whispering. Hiro had gone out to get a cup of coffee, planning to stay overnight at the hospital and needing some much-needed fuel. So it was just her and Ohma keeping the baker company.

"Oh. So you were watching my match?," he straightens up, groaning a little and remembering his own wounds, then getting up, leaving Kanami's hand resting gently on her lap. "Okubo took you," It wasn't a question. He was heading towards a closet in the hospital room.

"Not really," She keeps her eyes on Kanami, watching her serene expression. "Rihito had a match before yours, and that was the one I went to watch. But it was on myt own. I left my phone in Naoh's car and tracked it when he went to watch the match. Then I managed to get there... and now I understand everything."

"Oh, so these things exist," he nods, without showing any emotion. "I see," and opens the closet, checking the contents, immediately taking some gauze and bandages. "So you saw Ichiro's match and mine," He looks at her. "And you look normal. You're tougher than I thought. Usually normal people from the 'Outside' are too soft."

“Outside..?," Tomori repeats, a bit confused, but she ends up shaking her head. She wasn't going to try to figure it out. She had discovered too much already that night; it was time to retire her Sherlock Holmes persona for a while. "Eh... thanks, anyway. But I think it's more because today's events have desensitized me a bit. When it hits me, I'll probably have a fit," She laughs softly. "I never dreamed there was such a thing... an organization with this level of influence and that you were all part of it..."

"There are worse things," He shrugs and heads to the bathroom, leaving the door open. And she just sees him taking off his sweatshirt, grunting under his breath.

She widens her eyes a little, and then looks away. God, he was so shameless...!

“You saw him shirtless a few hours ago, you idiot!”

“Yeah, but the context was different, damn it!”

"I know... just don't let either Kanami or Naoya know that you ogled this guy for like, two seconds."

Tomori tells her conscience to shut up, continuing to talk to keep it that way.

"Yeah- Yeah, I can imagine! But…," She thinks of something that makes her frown. "Does Kanny chan know about all this?"

"She knows. Since we got together. I didn't hide it from her," he looks at Tomori, and then at the mirror, analyzing his own wounds and using a cotton ball to spread the antiseptic, only huffing through his nose in reaction to the burning, in the worst spots.

“Hnnn… you were more considerate with her than Naoya was with me in the beginning,” she comments, unable to stop herself from sounding a little resentful. Both with her boyfriend's delay in telling her the truth and with Kanami not telling her anything either.

“That traitor… an underworld full of fucked up, violent, visceral fights and she never told me anything! Me, the martial arts freak!”

"She didn't tell you because Kanami was dragged into this world by the men who attacked her and made her finding out," He says, still looking at the mirror. "You and the others from the bakery have nothing to do with this. She didn't want you to get involved with those kinds of people. She wanted to protect you from that. As Yamashitakazuo says, 'sometimes not knowing is better', or whatever… I never know anything, that must be it…"

"I know. I'm not angry about it anymore," She sighs, again looking at Kanami. She reaches out a hand and gently brushes her bangs to the side. "It's just that all I can do is look at her in this state… and wonder if we're not trying to chew more than we can swallow. I don't feel it and I know her well enough to know she doesn't either, but when you like someone a lot, you tend to not have much common sense..."

"She wasn’t attacked by a thugh," he approaches her, bare-chested, with something in his hand. "It was Karla," He looks at her face, and when he sees that she made a face (although trying not to look at him ), he turns around. "Oh, you don't know who I'm taking about. Here," He hands her an antiseptic and a piece of cotton. "There's one wound on my back I can't reach it."

She stares at the objects, hesitating at first, but the good Samaritan inside her speaks louder. She sighs and gets up from her chair, dipping the cotton pad in the antiseptic and gently pressing it to the wound on his back.

"Who is this Karla?," She asks. She had only understood that it was a woman, and imagining another woman who was capable of doing that to Kanami gave her shivers.

"Hnmmm…," he thinks a little. "Remember the blonde guy with the black eyes? The one with a crazy face?"

"Hnnn… I remember a guy like that going to visit the bakery with you once," She comments after thinking a bit. "What about him?"

"She's his cousin. Just as crazy, or even more so. She wanted to marry me, regardless of what happened," He grunts in anger, even shaking a little, but soon he cools down, looking tired. "She saw Kanami with me and thought it would be a good idea to kill her to have me… but Kana won the fight."

Tomori stares at his back in bewilderment, wanting to ask a thousand questions and not knowing which one was most urgent. Holy shit, was there ever a moment that night where her head wasn't spinning like a tire?!

“My God, I just want my house, my bed...”

"And you reported that crazy bitch to the police, right? Because she can't get away with this," She hisses indignantly. "Even though she got beat up by Kana, which is what she deserves!"

“She's a licensed assassin. From a powerful family. I didn't want things to come to this. But we were hiding it from everyone because of her. She wanted to fight for me…," He sighs, pulling away and taking the medicine bottle from her hand. "Anyway. Kana won the fight, and her family is pretty...traditional, if you know what I mean. If she lost the fight, then she lost me. It's over. I'm not hers… I'm not anyone's stud horse," he approaches Kanami and touches her face, stroking her hair. "But… Kana respects me, Kana listens to me… damn, she almost died for me… while fighting for me. She…she deserves my loyalty."

Tomori watches the scene, words slipping away as the lump starts to tighten in her throat again. She takes a deep, shaky breath.

“I…I believe it. The truth is that I kinda already suspected that something was going on between you two, but I decided to keep quiet. It was a matter that only concerned you, after all," She sniffs and smiles, in a tired but still tender way. "But… I don't want this to keep happening, again and again, with my friend. You understand right?," She asks, and when he looks at her over his shoulder, she commands, trying to put firmness in her voice, "Promise me that you'll take care of her. That you'll value her, the same way she values ​​you. And that if there's ever a risk of it happening again, you'll be able to do for her what she did for you."

“I would die for you,” he had said. And she wanted to make sure he didn't pay lip service to that. She needed that.

He nods, not looking at Tomori, moving away from the bed a little. "I love her, Tomori. I wouldn't have come here if I didn't love her. I wouldn't want to be in her place right now if I didn't…," he sighs, and then he turns back to the bathroom, looking for his sweatshirt. "I'm getting cold… and hungry, and tired… but I don't want to leave. I'm scared. I'm afraid that she won't be here when I get back… you know?"

"I do," She nods, smiling, her heart much more peaceful now. "I'll stay here with her until you get back, or until Hiro gets back. And... she'll still be here, Ohma. She'll be with us for a long, long time. If that didn't bring our she-hulk down, nothing else will."

That made him smile a little. "Yeah… that's true. But still… I told the truth, I'm hungry."

"Then go eat something, the hospital has a cafeteria," She laughs. "Don't worry, she's not going anywhere."

He looks at her for a second, almost as if assessing whether she can be trusted, and then he sighs. "Okay… take care of her."

Ohma leaves the room, still glancing at them before closing the door.

Tomori sighs, sinking into her chair as she looks at Kanami, still in that dead, exhausted sleep. She pats her friend's hand across the sheets.

"You've always considered yourself a protector… it's good that you found someone who wants to be the same for you. It's really good…"

 

* * *

"Well, everyone. The news spread fast, but I assure you she's fine," Kaede said to the crowd of people gathered in front of the hospital parking lot; most of them were people from SJPW. "She woke up and is conscious, she just needs to rest. She's with friends from the bakery," She sighs. "And with Ohma too.

It was just as well that she had the good sense to tell everyone to wait outside, because there was a general uproar. Jeez, she'd never met a louder, more inconvenient group of men... but there was no denying it, their concern for Kanami's health and their joy at knowing she was all right was endearing, to say the least...

"Auntie is fine, dammit!," Rihito throws his arms up. "Give me a hug, Kaede!"

Aaand okay, that wasn't endearing at all.

"Rihito, no!," She huffs, dodging when Rihito tried to grab her, to which he almost crashed to the ground. "And can you all celebrate lower? We are facing a hospital..."

"Sorry, but we really can't help it," Okubo scratches the back of his neck. "It's the second time I've been to a hospital today. My head is kinda messed up right now."

"Second? Jeez, man, what happened?," Koga asks when he stops jumping, to which Himuro replies:

“His girlfriend's father was so thrilled to meet him that he nearly had a heart attack, literally."

"Damn, I knew you were ugly, but not that ugly," Ryuki comments, and everyone just bursts out laughing.

"Screw you! Uugh, I won't tell you all to fuck off only because everything worked out in the end," Okubo crosses his arms, looking sulky. "Tomori's dad is fine, and so is Miss Kanami," And then he smiles. "The night didn't end so bad, right?"

"It could have ended better, but considering everything, I can only say thanks to that," Kaneda sighs, scratching her hair. "And Ohma really got attached to her, didn't he? To want to stay at her bedside like this..."

"Actually," Kazuo approaches, leaving the hospital to see the commotion." "He's more than attached. They are together."

Everyone present, at least fifteen heads, all turned towards Kazuo at the same time. "WHAAAAAAT?!"

"I noticed that a while ago," Ryuki crosses his arms, unconcerned.

"Oh… yeah…," Koga smiles. "I was rooting for them."

"I KNEW IT!," Sekibayashi, also in the middle of them, smiled immensely. "They always got along very well, It was only a matter of time!"

"Damn, it makes perfect sense!," Himuro feels his head explode.

"So he was interested in her this whole time?! I thought he stared at the bakery counter too much, even when the counter was empty," Kaneda exclaims, eyes wide, while Okubo's chin almost hits the floor.

"Holy shit… this bakery not only changed my life, it changed Tokita's life too!," He notes, stunned. "That place is magical, let me tell ya!"

"No, wait! So that means...," Rihito looks horrified. "Tokita, the eternal virgin, got a woman before me?! This is worse than losing to him in a match!"

More laughs from everyone. Kazuo scratches the back of his neck. "It was a secret, but I don't need to keep it anymore. They are a couple, indeed..."

"What an outcome...," Kaede sighs. "They were hiding their relationship because of Karla. But the Kure have already spoken out and said that she will be punished. And well... she lost the fight, which to them means she lost the right."

“Load of freaks,” Koga mutters.

"I know, right! It had to be someone from that fucking psycho's clan!," Rihito snorts. "Treating Tokita as if he were a stud or something..."

"Are you jealous of that, Rihito?"

"Fuck no, leave me alone!"

More laughter.

"Anyway… now it's over," Koga sighs. "Ohma and Kanami can now be happy in peace. And she's fine, guys, let's come back later. I'm tired, and you?"

"Everyone here is, to be honest," Himuro scratches the back of his neck, sighing. "It was one of those days…"

“I'm too pissed off at the injustice of this world to get tired,” Rihito snarls, to which Kaneda shakes his head.

"You had a Kengan match a couple of hours ago. You need to rest more than anyone."

"Oh, that's right," Kaede turns to Rihito. "Were you able to solve your… problem?"

"Yup!," He nods, forgetting his anger for a second to smile at her. "It was kinda harsh, but in the end, Superman was victorious! I have a clear conscience."

"Really? Were you able to resolve even the issue of the fine?"

“… One thing at a time, Kaede, please."

There was one last burst of laughter before Sekibayashi spoke, "Okay, everyone, let's go home. No one will let us in and we'll have things to do tomorrow, then we'll say hello to her, right? Moving along…"

And out of all the people in the place, only the four idiots, Koga, Ryuki, Kazuo and Kaede were left. She sighs.

"You won't want to leave until you see her, will you?"

"Yeah…," Okubo shrugs. "Actually I'm fine with her, since you guys are here. It's Tomori I'm most worried about, she's still in there."

“She's fine, Egghead. She's with the little twinkie and Tokita, keeping an eye on Auntie," Rihito shrugs, and Himuro nods.

"Yeah. Someone will soon take her place, and then she'll appear," He picks up a pack of cigarettes, but then he remembers that he couldn't smoke in the hospital premises. He puts it back in his pocket, huffing. "After today, I don't think she'll want to spend the night as a companion at the hospital."

"Yeah. The night was quite exhausting for her, considering everything," Kaneda comments. "Go see her father later, Okubo. It's by showing concern that you’ll get even more into her family's good side, if you want some advice."

"I know, I already asked about him today, we'll arrange to go see them again. I hope this time he doesn't get scared, ahaha," he laughs, making his friends chuckle at the joke. "But I'm waiting for her to leave, then I can take her and all of you home. I'll go inside to look for her."

"I'm going home too," Kazuo says. "Kaede? Koga, Ryuki?"

"Yeah, let's go, Ryuki," Koga says to his friend. "Tomorrow we'll visit her. Let's go, boss. Good night guys.

"Goodnight!," The four idiots wave together. Kaede ends up nodding.

"I'll go with you too, my work to contain visitors with no sense of decorum has already been completed. Rest well, especially you," She points to Rihito. "Don't give Mr. Yamashita and me any more headaches like that, do you hear me?"

Rihito blinks. And then he breaks into a huge smile.

"Aaawn, Kaede! You, worrying about me? That's so cute!," And he jdoesn't grab her only because she blocks him in time, one hand pushing his chest and the other, his face. "C'mon, let me thank you for your concern properly!"

"No, thank you!"

"Just a little hug, to reinforce the message- OW!," Rihito screams and walks away at the same time, jumping on one foot while grabbing the other, which Kaede had just kicked with the toe of her heel. "Damn, you just had to say no!"

"I said it, but as usual you didn't listen! There's your reinforced message," She grumbles while the other idiots burst out laughing. "Good night to you all."

" 'Night!," Okubo nods. He then looks at Rihito. "Give it up, man, that one knows you too well to fall for your tricks, hahahaha."

"Eh…," Rihito pouted while watching Kazuo's group walk away, still massaging his sore foot. "Her loss. She doesn't know what she's missing…"

"She knows, and that must be why she doesn't mind missing it."

"Go fuck yourself, Himuro!"

"Heh… wow, what a night," Kaneda sighs. "Maybe you'd better go look for Tomori, Okubo. After all that, I'm also ready to go home..."

"That's what I'm saying…," he starts to walk, but then he stops. "It'd be good for you to get out of the cold too. Here," He throws his car keys to Lihito. "The battery is fine, you can turn on the heat. I won't take long."

"Cool!," Rihito exclaims excitedly. "C'mon, guys, let's have a party in Egghead's car until he returns!"

And the three of them walk towards the car, laughing and ignoring Okubo's indignation.

"No, you fucking won't! If I come back and there's anything out of place, I'll beat the shit outta you all!," He threatens, but then he shakes his head and enters the hospital. After passing reception, he knocks on the bedroom door and enters. Inside, Tomori was picking up her purse, while Hiro was having coffee in the chair next to the bed, where Kanami was sleeping. They turn towards the door, and Tomori smiles at the newcomer.

"Hey, Naoh. Hiro will stay here until Kanny's parents arrive. I'm already leaving."

“Me too,” Ohma appears out of nowhere behind him. Okubo almost screams and throws a punch, if he hadn't clamped his mouth in time, occupying his hands.

"Shit! Damn bro," he whispers in a thin voice. "Don't show up like that, you ninja wannabe! Fuck, if I had a weak heart I would be dead by now..."

"I don't wish this on anyone," Ohma enters the room. He reaches Tomori and lightly squeezes her shoulder. "Thank you," And he goes to the bed where Kanami is.

"You're welcome," She nods at him, smiling. "Good night, Ohma. And good night, Hiro," She says to the cashier. "Text me later, updating me. I'll be back tomorrow to visit."

“Okay,” He lifts a thumb, giving Ohma room to sit beside him.

Okubo looks at Kanami from afar before Tomori closes the door.

"She's fine, isn't she?," he asks, when they were leaving.

“As far as possible,” she murmurs in a hoarse voice. "She broke a rib, suffered a laceration on her leg and got beaten up pretty bad. She'll need to stay put for a while, which she won't do, if I know her well,” She smiles tiredly. And now that they were in the well-lit hospital corridor, he could see that her eyes were puffy.

"Oh…," He noticed that she'd been crying. "She's gonna be fine. And if Ohma respects her, she's certainly strong. She'll get better in no time," And he puts an arm around her shoulders, bringing her to lean against him. She closes her eyes and nods, sniffling.

"I know. But it was a close call. My God, first my dad, and now her..."

"The day is ending, so that's good. Let's go home, I have some shirts that fit you, and you need a really wide and spacious bed to roll in if you have insomnia," She glares at him and he winks. "No malice, I swear. We'll just sleep."

She sighs, nodding.

"Okay, I think I need this. A huge bed and some company while I'm in it," She lays her head on his chest, closing her eyes. "I got to talk to Ohma before you arrived. He... I didn't say anything to you, but now they're together..."

"I know, Kazuo and Kaede spread the good news to everyone. It was quite an uproar down there, celebrating her being well and this news," he summarizes. "Look… I'm happy. I'm not the only one who found someone. It was a shock, Seaweed Brain himseltf, but eh. He's happy, I'm happy...," he squeezes her a little in the hug, smiling. "And now we can go home. I'm just going to have to deliver some freeloaders that I brought in tow but I committed to it, hahahah."

"Hehe… those freeloaders deserve your commitment, after everything they did for us," She gives a hoarse laugh. "Especially the blonde and inconvenient one…"

"Yeah…," Okubo thinks for a while, wincing his shoulders, before plucking up the courage and saying, "Maybe he deserves a phone number too…?"

She stares at him, blinking in confusion for a second. And then she gives him an absolutely unimpressed look when she understands.

"Seriously? I have enough of him pestering me for Akane's number..."

“I know, it's annoying as fuck. But honestly, Tomori?," He gestures with one hand, making a face. "Rihito is an idiot, but he's not a complete asshole. You've seen for yourself what a nice guy he is when you give him the chance to show it. He wouldn't be a jerk to your friend if we nudged him in the right direction. She can have fun with him, he's funny, after all... oh, I don't know...," He shrugs. "You have the final say in this and I'll respect it, but at least think about what I said, please."

She clenches her mouth, her expression a little exhausted. And then she throws her head back with a huge grunt.

"Uuugh…okay, I can try talking to Akane about it, but I won't make any promises," She says finally. "If she says she doesn't want to, it will be the end of the conversation."

"Fair enough," He smiles a lot, hugging her sideways. "Thanks, Tomoh."

She ends up laughing again, though.

"You've been pretty unselfish these last few hours, you know..."

"For that idiot, there's no way not to be," He smiles tenderly at her. "It was with his help, Himuro's and Kaneda's that I won you over. My best gift..."

Her eyes get teary again. She sniffs and returns his side hug tightly.

"You too... I'm glad I decided it was worth staying..."

“And I'm glad you've decided I'm worthy of your loyalty."

"Loyalty...," She repeats in a whisper. "It's funny because I've been talking about this with Ohma until now. About how he's loyal to Kanami, and she is to him... I want to build that with you too, Naoya."

"Me too, Tomori…," he sighs. "I'm still sorry for what I did. But from now on… I'll have no more secrets with you. Not when you accepted even my darkest side. Loyal and honest. That will be my new motto."

"Heh… mine too," She raises her little finger at him playfully. "It's a promise."

He locked his own little finger with hers, playing along... and pulling her in for a quick kiss afterwards, because there was no better way to seal a deal than that.

NEXT CHAPTER

#Kengan Ashura #Kengan Omega #kenganverse #fanfiction #Okubo Naoya #Naoya Okubo #okubo x oc #kengan oc #Rihito #Himuro Ryo #Kaneda Suekichi #Tokita Ohma #Yamashita Kazuo #Akiyama Kaede #Narushima Koga #Gaoh Ryuki #Sekibayashi Jun #cookies'n cream #the heavy bakery series

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Chapter 2 - Debt

The next morning, no matter how much Kisara wanted to sleep in  - She couldn't. Some unknown force made her wake up at 5 in the freaking morning, and she couldn't go back to sleep, despite how much her eyes were begging her for rest. It was an awful feeling, but despite that, she was feeling awfully... Refreshed? Usually, she never has a proper sleep, but this night, she felt calm and... Safe? Was that the right word to be used? 

Oh well, who was she to care - Maybe she could even be productive or something. Stretching a bit, so rolled out of bed and exited her room, forgetting for a split second that the living room was occupied. She jumped in her skin for a brief second, startled by the large man sleeping on the extended couch, but after regaining her composure, she couldn't help but smile. Despite being so tough and spikey while awake, he looked so peaceful and content while sleeping. It was a rather beautiful sight, she might have to say.

Well, no matter, it's not like she has the time to gaze at beautiful men. Instead, she approached him and put the blanket over his resting form so it could cover him better, and she left for the kitchen to drink her morning coffee and absent-mindedly play some games on her phone so she could wake up - All while listening to some cafe music. The coffee machine was pretty loud for an early morning, but the smell of freshly grinded beans made everything perfect. Ahh, the delight of a piping hot caramel macchiato, what more could you want from life?

Food - Ohma would say - Or fighting. But neither of those activities interest her. Still, thinking of Ohma... He might want to eat, once he wakes up. Hopefully, the delivery services are still available at this ungodly hour of the morning, enough to achieve the same amount of gargantuan meals prepared... All for a single person.

After checking her bank account and smiling, realising that not only her parents gave her some money, but the University paid her the scholarship she deserved - Well, time to hit the order button and make an injured man happy. It should arrive in about an hour or two, hopefully Tokita Ohma will be waking up by that time. Well, either the entrance door opening, or the smell of food will definitely wake him up, after all.

Hours passed by alarmingly quickly, and so was the phone's battery, but at least the order arrived just in time. Not caring she was wearing sleeping clothes and her hair was a mess, she slid across the floor and latched onto the front door, opening it, thanking the delivery guy, then quickly closing the door with her foot - Her arms were filled to the brim, attached with bags full of heavy food. Gosh, this guy eats a lot.

"Gathering the morning harvest?" a voice suddenly called out, making the girl squeak and jump on the spot, earning a chuckle from the man getting out of the bed. "You're too easily startled, Hasashi Kisara." "Y-Yeah, well, I was born this way. I have a complete aversion towards sudden noises. Anyway - Here, these are all for you. Enjoy your breakfast." her arms were shaking heavily as she extended them towards the man, who grabbed them all with much ease.  "You are surprisingly generous." he pointed out, getting back on the couch and taking out all the food to wolf down on. "...And very stupid." she grumbled, turning to leave the room. "Did you eat?" this question caught her off guard - She hasn't been asked such a simple, yet meaningful question in such a long time. Well, better said, only her parents ever asked about her well-being.  "Uhm... Well, I had a large coffee." she muttered, almost feeling guilty for not eating three meals a day - Although, even back home, she barely ate twice a day, and it was more than enough. "Eat." Ohma's voice was pretty stern and commanding, as if he wasn't about to take no for an answer. Well, the food did look good, she couldn't lie, so maybe it couldn't hurt to get something. But so much meat in the early morning wasn't great. Shrugging, she dragged her feet and plopped on the couch, reaching out to eat some grilled chicken. Maybe it was from having her stomach full of coffee, but she really couldn't eat much. "Huh. No wonder you're so weak. You don't eat enough." the man pointed out. "Lucky me, I don't spend much on food." she retorted immediately. "Only on coffee." he blurted a comeback. "It's not that expensive." she answered right away, trying some of the veal. "Coffee is a cheap and weak alternative to getting energy for the day." she was really surprised he was going out of his way to tell her all this. "It's really not that big of a deal. We're just different, that's all. I don't care about eating healthy or working out, and you don't care about education. I can't tell you - Hey, you better pick up a book and study - You know?" she was surprisingly nonchalant about this. "Education is not vital for survival. I want to be the strongest there is." this comment only made Kisara sweatdrop. "Yeah, well - Good luck with that, macho man. I have no interest in that. Guess I'll cheer on you from the sidelines of your next fight." she pointed out, wiping her hands and a napkin. "Oh~? So you want to see my next fight? Is that it?" hearing that, Ohma smirked devilishly. It was one of the only emotions he showed thus far. "If you're not going to half-die again, then yeah, sure. It should be fun." Kisara teased the man who seemed to scowl. "I told you already - Injuries of that degree are nothing to me. I would have healed on my own just fine, with or without you." he glared at the girl, as if she was calling him a weakling. "Yeah, whatever you say. Ah, before I forget - If you want to stretch or do some warming up, just go in the backyard. It's not the biggest, but... Oh yeah, don't destroy the flowers, mum will be very upset, she worked a lot on them. Other than that, have fun." she got up, stretching a bit, ready to go back to her room. "I'm leaving." Ohma said once again, his comment almost electrocuting the girl. "No, no, not yet. Shut up and wait until you're healed. I don't think you have anything better to do out there, anyway." although she was speaking big, she knew she had just about no reason to keep him around, rationally speaking. "If you just wanted someone strong enough to do the hard work for you, you could just say so." the man chuckled. "... It's all just medical reasoning. I'm treating you the same as I'm treating my animal patients, and I'm the responsible owner." she didn't wait for a counter to that jab - Instead, she went back to her room to relax.

However, the lovely Saturday morning relaxation quickly disappeared, once she received a phone call from an old friend, asking to hang out at the local Starbucks together. At first, she declined, knowing that she still has a lot to study and write projects, but ultimately, with encouragement that she could bring her laptop and work on her stuff, she agreed. What a bother. Either way, she got up and freshened herself up, applying some soft but elegant make up, and dressing in a long, dark blue dress with constellations, putting a cute bow on her hair, she got the laptop bag an was ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" she was suddenly asked, as she was putting on her sandals. "Out with a friend. Why?" she spoke, taking out the earbuds and trying to find the right song that would fit her mood. "I'm going too." Ohma was ready to leave as well, but was quickly rejected. "No way. Bye now. I'll lock you in - You better not break down my door or I'll sue you. It's the only one I have." she glared at him before exiting the house and locking the door. Three times. "...How am I supposed to pay my debt now?" Ohma groaned, realising he's missed the first opportunity of escaping. Time to hit the workout, then. Hopefully, she won't be out for long. He's beginning to feel a bit hungry again.

The more she walked towards the destination, the more awkward and anxious she felt. What will she even speak with Aki? They haven't seen each other in over 7 years, why contact her now, of all things? And, more than anything, why the hell did she even agree? Ah, perhaps because she hasn't gone out in a while and she wanted a pretext to doze up on some iced coffee. Made perfect sense. Entering the cafe, she found a nice spot, all the way back, on the corner spot with the couch, and it even had an outlet for her laptop - Absolutely perfect, and nobody to bother her. With some nervousness, she went to get her coffee, and started working on her project. Aki wasn't texting her to tell her she'd be late. Oh well.

Half an hour was done, and three coffees were drank, her project was going well. All of a sudden, her vision darkens just a little bit - Frowning, she looks up to see what was causing shade inside the cafe. A very large man, built like the Colossus from Rhodes, along with a smaller guy, not much taller than her, but still in fresh shape, were in front of her table. Her eyes darted around, unable to make eye contact, not capable of speaking out. Actually, what the hell could she say? Get out of my light, dumbass? She'd be squashed like a fly.

"Hey! Sorry to bother you, anywhere else is full. Do you mind if we stay here? I promised Senpai I'd show him the miracles of iced coffee." the little blond boy spoke so cheerfully that all of her worries completely vanished. "O-Oh, yeah, of course -- Hold up a second, let me make you some space. Sorry I'm taking so much of the table, I'm working on a project for University and -- No, nevermind, that's boring. Anyway, I'll throw the cups away and -- Here you go. Tell me if you need more space, okay?" the girl fumbled around, allowing the two men to sit down, with the taller one being seated next to her. How intimidating. "Now that we'll be staying here together, we should introduce ourselves. I'm Imai Cosmo, and this is Wakatsuki Takeshi, my Senpai. It's nice to meet you!" how jovial and easy going this boy was. She was slightly envious of this. "Lovely meeting you two as well. My name is Hasashi Kisara." she smiled sweetly at them. "Like Scorpion from Mortal Kombat! So cool!" Cosmo gasped, and Kisara was sure she could see stars in his eyes. Just like his name - Cosmos. "Haha, yeah, that's right. Guess it's no surprise I only play with him, huh?" she chuckled, feeling much more at ease now with Cosmo around. "Oh hell yes! Hey, Kisara-nee-san, we should play at the arcade some day!" he proposed, making the girl smile and nod at him. "Are you familiar with the Hasashi Private Health Network?" the taller man asked, all of a sudden. "Hm... I know of them - They are all over the country after all. I think they're the biggest hospital chain in Japan, right?" Kisara pondered over. "Yes, that's quite right. I thought you might be related to the owner in some way." Wakatsuki spoke, yet somehow, Kisara could see a speck of doubt in his eyes. "I wish. Though a nice surname coincidence... There's no way. My parents own a small shoe shop with my name on it, but that's about it. I think they wanted me to get employed at the Hasashi Tokyo Hospital... Alas, I chose the wrong medicine. They were pretty disappointed when I chose Veterinary over Human medicine." she chuckled wryly, remembering the huge fight from four years prior. "Awe, that's too bad. I think taking care of animals is much better! Animals are so cute and someone needs to take care of them too! Right, Senpai?" Wakatsuki nodded his head in agreement. "Unlike humans, animals don't speak. It must be a rather challenging profession. It only proves that you are intelligent, hard-working and dexterous. Your parents should be proud." the red head could only stare at the man singing her praises, feeling stunned, unable to even blink - Then she blushed in embarrassment and looked down in her lap. "Thank you... It's not often that I hear that. In fact, nobody ever said anything like that to me before. It's a welcomed boost of confidence. You two are very special people." she pointed out before getting up and giving them a smile. "Well - What kind of coffee do you want? My treat!" "Oh! 'Nee-san, you shouldn't! Men are supposed to do that!" Cosmo bolted up as well. "No, no, I insist. You've been nicer to me than my friends usually are, it's the most I can do. So, go on, whatever it is, tell me." Kisara insisted, shrugging at the boy, just as easy-going as he was. "Hm... How about what you were drinking earlier? You had a lot of cups around, it must be good." Cosmo agreed, letting himself fall down on the couch. "Okay, three iced caramel macchiato coming right up!" she stepped towards the counter with more confidence than ever before. Her mother once said, environment is the course of everything - It seems that she was right. Cosmo was so bright and chill that it made her feel that way as well. How cute.

Once she's returned, she carefully put two of the cups on the table, keeping her own in her grasp - Before she could go to sit back down, she felt a presence behind her, ready to attack. In a split second, Kisara side-stepped and looked to her right to see who was trying to trip her. It was Aki. Of course, why would she grow up.

"Ha. I guess your reflexes are as good as ever. That's all you ever had back then, anyway." Aki grinned mockingly at the red head, who could only look, done with life. So Aki called her just to make fun of her? She thought she ended school on decent terms. How pitiable. "That, and the fact that I finished all eight years of school with straight 100% and got into the best highschool, at the highest rated science class in the whole Kanto region. But sure. Reflexes." Kisara rolled her eyes, going to sit down. "Irrelevant details! Anyway, move your fatass over - You have no space for me? You replace me with some men?! Gah, you were always that type of man-stealing bitch." she huffed in anger. "... You are more than a whole hour late. I have no obligation to wait for you. And as regarding Kenzo - It is hardly my fault that he liked me and not you. We were too young to date back then, so I never had any interest aside for playing video games and studying. Come to think of it, I think I still have his phone number. Huh, that's right. How cute." Kisara raised her eyebrow in surprise seeing Kenzo's number in her contact list, completely unbothered by the rude behaviour from Aki. Her mum always told her - Ignore the jerk and they will leave. Sooner rather than later, she, too, will leave. "After all, I still can't stand you, even now. Always so arrogant, thinking you're better than everyone, just because you're the teacher's pet and can do anything. You're disgusting and nobody will ever like you. Go jump off a bridge." with that, Aki tried to slap the laptop's lid all the way back, but Kisara caught it just in time. "First of all, I would have to ask you to refrain from damaging my property. It is, after all, a gaming laptop and it is expensive. You couldn't afford to pay me back, even if you were to sell both your kidneys and half of your liver. Secondly - Yes, I was better than everyone back there, what's the big deal in that? Everyone is 'the best' at some point, somewhere, somehow. Maybe even wretches like you. It is all a result of hard work and a bit of brilliance. Whether you want to accept it or not, it is none of my concern. You may leave now - And please don't contact me again, I'm not interested in having someone like you in my social circle." simple and refined, Kisara's words were ice cold and cut deep, like a poisoned blade. She's had to deal with people like her for a long time, so meaningless words don't matter anymore. In fact, it's rather amusing, seeing them crumble down so easily before her very eyes. Bullies are just that - Pitiable people with inferiority complexes and deep-rooted frustrations. "Why, you, little bit--" Aki, frowning and scowling, was ready to throw a slap aimed towards the red head's face - She raised her arm just enough to block it with the back of her wrist, but much was her surprise when she realised, Aki's arm was caught and held in a tight hold by Wakatsuki. "Miss Kisara kindly asked you to leave. I don't want to use violence against anyone, but you are forcing my hand and patience." despite the gentle voice that he used earlier, he seemed outright scary now. "F-Fine, whatever! Tsk... I hate you, Hasashi!" thus, Aki stormed out of the room.  "Huh. That went well." Kisara shrugged, sipping from her coffee. "Thank you, Wakatsuki-san. I don't think I could have gotten rid of her too quickly without your help." she smiled at him tenderly. "No problem." he nodded at her. "Hey, 'Nee-san, I was wondering -- Do you like fighting?" Cosmo chirped all of a sudden. "How did you know? Is it because I mentioned Mortal Kombat?" she asked, surprised at his words. "Yeah, sorta! But you actually have nice reflexes. Did you ever do any fighting sport?" Cosmo then suggested they get up and go for a stroll through the park. The weather was too good not to profit. Of course, he insisted to carry her laptop, insisting girls should be carrying anything more than their purse.  "Nope. Never. Not even once." Kisara denied immediately. "I've done some hours of volleyball, tennis, handball... Played soccer with the boys when I was little... But I guess that's about it." she explained briefly. "Although, I'd really like to practice kendo and aikido. You see - I was always fascinated by sword fighting and samurai in general. As for the other one - There's this anime I watched once. It's called Baki. And there's this elderly character that was designed over the old Aiki master named Shioda Gozo. He could take down incredibly big and well-built fighters - And he was shorter than me! He was 1.54m, y'know? I think that's remarkable. He said -  He created the Yoshinkan Aiki style, with the idea that even women and children would be able to use it as self-defense, if needed. All things considered, if I was an Aiki master like he was, my life would have been dramatically easier." she continued her explanation. "He was brought of a television show once, about the time he was well over 70 years old, and demonstrated how he takes down bodyguards by using their own force against them - He said... That Aiki was modelled after the way fish swim in a pond - No matter how small the pond, or how many fish there are, they will never bump into each other. It means, that just like the Brownian Movement, there is always a kind of organization and pattern inside a chaos... Kinda like my bedroom, but mum never bought it!" she laughed so merrily, that you wouldn't even believe she was the same introverted, gloomy Kisara from the previous day. "Whoa - Nee-san, I never imagined you knew so many things about Aikido, that's so cool! Tell me more! Senpai, did you know all this?" Cosmo seemed very hyped up. "Shioda was Ueshiba Morihei's most treasured student. Aikido was created around 1920s by master Ueshiba, and it carried on until now, with different styles, and everyone adapts it to their will and capabilities. You're well-versed in the history of Aikido, Miss Kisara. I think, as you said, such a style would suit your physique." Wakatsuki spoke, as asked by his little kouhai. "Ah! See, even Senpai said you'd be great at Aikido! Why did you never try?" the boy was almost jumping up and down around her. "W-Well... It's a bit embarrassing, but I have two reasons. One - I'm always tired, and I can't split my time efficiently between University, studying for University, sleeping... And relaxing and reading a book, if the time gives. And the second one is..." Kisara trailed on, before clearing her throat and speaking in a softer voice. "I am incredibly pain intolerant. My skin is stupidly soft, I cut and bruise very easily. If I were to get thrown around, even on a mat, I'd lose it. Same with kendo - I couldn't take a shinai to the head, repeatedly. I'm not a masochist. In that regard, I really admire fighters who learn to overcome such obstacles. It's remarkable what the human body and mind are capable of." she chuckled awkwardly. "Don't worry, Nee-san!" Cosmo laughed, putting his arm around her shoulder. "You have us! We won't let anyone hurt you!" he grinned cheerfully at her. "Thank you, you two. You're really sweet." it was incredibly weird, how she clicked immediately with two complete strangers, and neither was weirded out by her speaking so much, ranting about her passion - Even if it was in the same branch as what they were doing, more or less - Considering her friends would brush her off or pretend to listen, then change the subject. Or maybe she was too sensitive and just wanted to be in the spotlight all the time? She had no idea. "Do you want to see a real fight?" Cosmo spoke, all of a sudden. "A fight? So you meant there are fighting tournaments in Japan like what you see in games and anime?" Kisara imagined all those fights where everything went and you didn't have to be shackled by a single fighting style, or any rule, except bringing no weapons. "Of course! Senpai, can we bring her there? Come on, it's gonna be fun! Sekibayashi's gonna be fighting. He's a pro-wrestler, so he's really strong." Cos was pretty excited about that. "Don't ask for permission after you promised, Cosmo. Miss Kisara, it's your choice whether you want to come and watch the fight or not. Cosmo didn't mention it, but they are... Underground matches. Nothing is safe in the underground." the older man warned her. "Hey, you said you won't let anyone hurt me, so what do I have to fear? Let's go have some fun!" the two younger ones were pretty excited to witness yet another match.

Wakatsuki led them to what looked like an abandoned venue, somewhere that looked like an abandoned car park, and much to her surprise, there were lots of people around, in a large circle, betting and chatting between themselves. Most, if not all, were dressed in suits... Businessmen? Interesting. Then, they must be making good money from betting and such.

Cosmo explained the gist about what a 'Kengan' match was, how big corporations bet against one another and use pit their fighters to death matches, only to earn some business rights, or an exorbitant amount or money, or deals. Kisara wasn't surprised to see this was going on, after all, there was no huge corporation that got that rich without dirty money, but to think that they would go the old way and use fighting. Fascinating.

Wakatsuki was the one to tell her the brief history behind the way 'Kengan' was created, hundreds of years ago, during the edo period, where merchants were fighting one another, and the child shogun came up with a simple, yet perfect solution to end all arguing with no hard feelings. Fight to the death. 

Kisara couldn't believe her luck - To think that she'd ever have such luck - To go out of the house, called by some bitch ex-classmate, only to meet two Kengan fighters that were so nice, and they became friends and introduced her to this whole new world. Has she paid her karmic debt by saving Ohma and buying all that food for him? She sure hoped so, because she wants to see more matches. She even went as far as to ask both their phone numbers, and made sure they promise to take her to future matches as well. Cosmo, more than anything, was really excited that he met someone around his age that, despite not being a fighter, was genuinely expressing interest in the fighting aspect, in all its glory and all its gore. It could be clean and beautiful, but it could also be dirty, cheap, disgusting - Anything went, as long as you won. It wasn't just a battle of strengths and opposing styles, but also, a battle of wits, strategy and adaptability. It was survival at its finest, the rawest animalistic instincts, combined with the peak human rationale.

Kisara was so excited, until finally, a referee appeared out of nowhere, whistling - He was announcing the beginning of the match. The first person to be introduced, was some blond guy, pretty tall, but nowhere as tall as Takeshi, and despite his muscles... He couldn't hold a candle to Takeshi. Takeshi was just a mountain of a man. Cosmo pointed out this Danzo guy was some famous boxer, and his winning record was 14 to 0, in Kengan matches. However, Wakatsuki pointed out that his opponent was Sekibayashi. It's already the second time she's heard that name. This guy must be really strong.

Just as expected, the grand announcement came, and the referee called out this Sekibayashi guy, with the win rate of 47 to 0. Impressive. Out of nowhere, a guy who seemed around Takeshi's height, and maybe build too? No, he seemed bulkier - And he was grinning from ear to ear. His face tattoos were pretty impressing and fitting of him. Wrestling is supposed to be a show. This was going to be entertaining.

Just as the referee was about to yell 'begin', Danzo leapt and punched Seki in the face. Once - twice - thrice - And Seki just kept taking the hits more and more and more. Occasionally, he would stumble backwards when he'd get some liver punches or kicks, and ultimately, he fell to the ground. His opponent got cocky and stepped away, smirking in triumph.

"That idiot. He thinks it's over." Wakatsuki shook his head. "I never watched Wrestling myself. I always thought that, since it was just a staged show, it couldn't be as exciting as a normal sports tournament. Well - I have to say, I'm sure I was right. This isn't a wrestling match, this is a fight. Anything goes, and Sekibayashi is a damn good actor. Look at him, he pretends to be fallen, after so many punches, but he's having fun entertaining us, the watchers." Kisara was really happy that she was in the 'front row' of the circle of people, very close to Sekibayashi, in fact. "Hey, Seki! You're awesome!" the girl laughed in glee. "HE is awesome? He's a loser, that's what he is, girl! Better clean those eyeballs of yours, I'm the real winner!" Danzo frowned, stomping in front of the girl. "Oh, really? Let me get a better look at you... Ah, yes, you're right! You're even more of a loser than I realised!" the red haired girl laughed mockingly at the blond, not realising that the man was ready to punch her. It didn't matter though. She was reckless and unafraid, standing between Takeshi and Cosmo. But, more than that, she had noticed Seki's thumbs up as she cheered on him, and before Danzo could notice, his enemy was already behind him - Sekibayashi grabbed Danzo's wrist, stopping his arm from reaching all the way and punching Kisara's face, then hurled him up in the air, spun him a few times, then threw him into the concrete wall, breaking it. "Whoa - I thought that was only possible in movies. So cool!" the girl clapped, watching Sekibayashi flex and laugh as the referee declared him the winner of his 48th match. "I never thought cute girls like you watched my matches. Wakatsuki, did you bring her?" Seki asked, getting all buddy buddy with the other two. "We met today. Well, Cosmo picked up that she's has an interest in fighting, and decided to bring her along. Needless to say, I think you gained another fan, Seki." Takeshi hummed, speaking in a gentle, friendly voice. "Ha, wonderful! You can call me Seki or Jun, missy! What's your name?" the man asked, jovial as ever. "Hasashi Kisara. It's a pleasure meeting you, Seki!" although the girl extended her hand, it was so small compared to his, that he was barely able to shake it. "Are you the daughter of the Hasashi Private Health Network CEO?" the man asked - Second time, already. "I wish I was, but I'm really not. 'Tsuki-san asked me the same thing. I guess they're pretty well known around the Kengan association too, huh?" she smiled lightly, only to earn a loud laugh from the man. "Yeah, 'course they are! With that many hospitals all around the country, it's no wonder! Anyway - I'll be waiting you at my next fight, little princess." thus, she got the phone number of yet another fighter. This was, by far, the best day from her entire life.

As they left the venue, and the two offered to walk her home to be safe - Cosmo, however, wasn't able to contain himself. He had to ask Kisara a very important question. "How come you didn't think Sekibayashi lost? You said you never watch Wrestling before. To a first-time watcher, it would have been a shock." "Ha. Well. It's the Pro-Wrestling stereotype, right? You can't allow yourself to dodge or block any hit. You MUST be resilient and take all the punches straight on, no matter how bad they are. You have to pretend to be knocked out a few times, and toy around with your opponent - It's all for the show - Before you finally defeat the other guy. I don't have to watch Wrestling matches to know that. I told you, I watch fighting anime. All I know, it's from that." she laughed at the flabbergast expression on the younger boy's face. "Well, whatever it is you watched, it was incredibly accurate. You know so much more than I expected!  Say - A week from now, I'll have a match and I can get you VIP seat, next to my Bro! Well, he's my boss, but he's also like my older brother! So I guess now I have an older brother, an older sister, and a senpai! How lucky!" the boy grinned happily. "Of course I'll come watch you! No doubt! What's your fighting style, then? You're much smaller than all those guys... Ah, let me guess! It's not Aikido - You would have said something sooner when I mentioned it. Boxing no, Muay thai no way, wrestling no, hmm... Ah, of course! You're a Grappler!" she snapped her fingers together in realisation. "The anime I was watching is called Grappler Baki - And it's about a very young boy, around 12 and onward, that's about my height, and how he learns to fight to defeat his father, the strongest man alive, but his main style, especially in the tournaments he takes place in, is grappling! Because of his small build, he's very agile and can do all sorts of holds, locks, and he's like a slippery eel. Cosmo, are you a cool protag too?" the smirked at the boy, almost as if provoking him. "You've got had, Cos. It was a nice day, and a pleasure making your acquaintance, Miss Kisara. Until we next see each other." Wakatsuki nodded at her, a pleasant expression on his face as they arrived in front of her house - Unlike Cosmo, who outright jump-hugged the girl.  "Yeah, can't wait to hang out with you again, 'Nee-san! Take care!" with a wink, Cosmo left with his Senpai, as Kisara went inside the house.

It was dark still, and no sound could be heard. Had Ohma left? That would suck. She knows he could very well have jumped the fence, but still, she hoped he didn't. Turning all the lights on, she looked around for the brunet, but he was in none of the rooms. Last, she went outside into the courtyard - He was there, alright. And working out.

"Hey, I'm back. Are you hungry?" the girl asked, watching him throw punch after punch into the air. "Are you shadow boxing? Or, uh... Shadow fighting, rather." "Huh? How did you know?" he stopped all of a sudden, turning his attention towards her, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. "I saw this in a movie once. Apparently, it's a pretty popular thing. It looked pretty cool, you must have an amazing imagination to be able to do something like this." she explained nonchalantly. She was, actually, very smug and proud that her movie knowledge was surprising so many people. "I have no idea what you're saying, but you're right. Anyway, yeah, I'm hungry. There's no hunting game in the city." he grumbled, going back to his boxing. "Good thing I was already ordering by the time I was walking back home. The food should be here in less than 10 minutes, so take it easy." she reassured him, showing him the phone with the order. The same exorbitant amount of meat. The man let out an amused exhale and went back to his fighting.

Kisara only stood there, watching his moves intently, trying to analyse them, trying to imagine what was his enemy doing, in his mind - She had no idea. She wasn't proficient enough to imagine anything of that magnitude - Regardless, she was mesmerised. That is, until Ohma stopped and looked her way. "Your phone is ringing, dumbass." this made the girl blink back to reality and immediately pick up - The delivery guy was at the door. Apologising, she immediately rushed towards the door, taking the food and struggling with the bags once again, only for Ohma to, once again, come by and grab the bags from her hands, and begin to eat.  "What's got you so happy?" he asked, making the girl look up from the phone, very confused. "You've been smiling since you got back. It's weird." "Oh, uh... I guess I just made two - No, rather - Three new friends today. They asked me if I was interested in fighting, and I said yes, of course. I really like watching fights. Well - Strategic fights, not some thug fights. Anyway - I told them I, myself, was interested in kendo and aikido, and they said I should try it out. What do you think?" she asked, smiling confidently at the man - Until he reached out his hand towards her... And with a simple flick of his fingers on her shoulder, she fell off the bed, making the man huff at her, amused.  "Weakling. You don't stand a chance." this comment only made her sigh and get back in bad. "Yeah. I know. Sometimes even the wind pushes me." she shrugged, a bit disappointed. "You don't need either. You have me." he spoke so nonchalantly, and it surprised the girl at first,. "What do you mean?" she asked, confusion on her face. "I am a man. You aided me, which means that I owe you. The only way I can repay you is by carrying stuff for you or protecting you." he explained, yet he earned a shake of her head. "I don't need either of those. You owe me nothing, you're not in my debt. I did it because I wanted to. If you want to leave, you can leave any time, and you don't have to pay me back in any way. If I needed protecting, I'd have told my new friends. Well - I guess I'll have to ask them if they know any teacher that would suit me and my frailness..." she sweatdropped, knowing how difficult she was being. "That won't do." he insisted. "Fine. Don't bother with teachers. I can teach you something just right for you - But not while you're still in this state. You have to change. We begin tomorrow." he spoke enigmatically. "What are you talking about? I can't change overnight, you know? And I don't have all the time in the world, I have a lot to study." she complained, thinking with dread at the days of no rest and exhaustion. "If you want something, you'll work for it. You do that with your studies, so do that with working out too. If it's motivation you need, you'll have it. It's the only thing I can give you." he declared so confidently - His voice suddenly sounded even more stern and manly than before. "Doesn't sound bad... But you can't push me. I'm not you, nor do I want to be a fighter. I want to take it easy, okay? So, for the love of - Don't hurt me, okay? I don't care if you say you can't fight without getting hurt. I'm a girl and I want to remain a girl, okay? No bruises, no cuts, no falls - None of that, okay?" she warned him, earning yet another scoff from him. "Fine, whatever. Just don't slack off. And eat." the last comment made her give him a defeat smile - Guilty as charged. Instead of saying anything, Tokita Ohma handed her a plate with meat, and begrudgingly, she ate from it. Barely half of the plate, but at least it signified that she was willing to change and get a healthier lifestyle, if it meant being able to pick up a new hobby. Hopefully, she'll actually enjoy it.

Both Kisara's so called 'karmic debt' and Ohma's self-imposed 'duty debt' were beginning to be paid, little by little. Every day, Ohma would make sure that Kisara eats plenty - Although that resulted in a few vomiting, as he was not aware that forcing yourself to eat could lead to something like that - And doing at least some light workout, to improve her stamina - God knows she needed that, considering she can barely stand up for too long. What a sloth. He even taught her some basic self-defense moves, and while he was surprised at her reflexes, the fact that she was so weak, and it hurt her hand to punch, more than Ohma to get hit. The truth was, Ohma couldn't even feel her punches. It was comical how she'd crouch down and hold her hand in pain. He never thought he'd actually have the patience to bother with such an absolute newbie, but he found it entertaining. And he had plenty of food at his disposal and a cozy home to stay at, he was content with that fact.

Not only that, but the girl even taught him how to properly read and write, even going as far as to teach him how to use a smart tv and other technological gadgets. She always loved to teach people things that she was good at - Unfortunately, she wasn't that good at any practical things that would benefit the man. He didn't even have a phone. It was going to be hell, contacting him.

Still, Kisara was able to get restful sleeps - More restful than she's ever had before. Not only was she not afraid to sleep, alone, unprotected in that house anymore, but she was already exhausted enough as it was, so she didn't even have the time to worry before falling asleep. No more nightmares, no more waking up at weird times of the early morning, nor waking tired as all hell and feeling devoid of any motivation. She actually felt stronger and a bit more confident! She felt she could hike up any mountain she wanted!

Maybe she should go out hiking with Ohma one day?

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