Ryohei doesn't lift a finger when octopus legs twist themselves around Gokudera's frame and hoist their captive into the air. They encircle each of his legs and separate them, and while Ryohei makes sure the storm guardian doesn't need assistance, he feels confident in Gokudera's ability to defeat such an opponent.
Ryohei gets startled when the tentacles lift the young boy's shirt over his head but remains sitting, assuming it's a unique fighting technique. It isn't until slimy touches advance down Gokudera's torso and delve into his pants that Ryohei starts to question the odd situation.
The boy's eyes widen, but he says nothing. Ryohei watches him struggle against the restricting tentacles but continues to have faith in his friend. He watches a faint blush appear on the prideful boy's cheeks and notices the tentacle buried inside Gokudera's pants begin to fluctuate.
"Don't struggle my boy, accept it," Cappuccino laughs.
Octopus arms keep his arms tied behind his back and others hook on to the guardian's boxers, pulling off all garments from his waistline and down. Gokudera gasps, a possible expression of fear that he is quick to stifle, and Ryohei refuses to move. The boy immediately growls at the old man and focuses all his strength into breaking free of the perverted box animal, but it is futile. The tentacles wrap around his soft member and begin their ministrations again, this time squeezing and pumping with maximum speed.
He opens his mouth but no words come out, only a whimper. He squeezes his eyes shut and throws his head back, and for a moment Ryohei thinks he's affected by the molestation.
Ryohei is transfixed by the scene of his teammate's younger counterpart being taken apart and reduced to a disheveled mess. But he continues to persuade himself that the man he knows well will overcome, and until then he has to watch every detail of the battle as evidence of the storm guardian's resolve.
So the sun guardian watches with a slight frown and his arms crossed. A beam of sweat appears under Gokudera's silver hairline as the tentacles continue to pump and tease his most sensitive areas. His lips dry from breathing so heavily. Ryohei observes his furrowed brow and shallow breaths and cannot help but notice how erotic the whole thing is. Gokudera closes his eyes only to open them again in mixtures of surprise and pleasure.
Ryohei takes his eyes off the storm's face to give him some privacy, and instead his eyes wander further south. He stares at Gokudera's flushed pale skin, his feminine waist, and protruding hip bones. His stomach is flat—there isn't an ounce of fat on his body—and his abdominal muscles are beginning to be noticeable.
"He has a nice body even now," he ponders, "I bet that's why his older self gets so many girls."
The man continues to observe the boy, and when his eyes land on a particular length, he coughs awkwardly and looks away. Gokudera doesn't seem to notice Ryohei anymore. He doesn't even fight back anymore, just moans at the perverted touches.
Ryohei waits patiently for Gokudera to break free of the trance and defeat Cappuccino. He watches his member twitch and listens to his groans get louder. He watches until Gokudera explodes over himself and the octopus with a strangled cry.
"Don't—tell the Tenth."