Osirus was taking his walk around the city, getting looks of awe and some greetings from the people in the street. He sighed as he saw how things were in the city, he couldn't compare the capital city of Re-Estize to this city that was built a month ago. This city was brighter than Re-Estize, he could feel the happiness of the people as well as their feeling of security when they walk around. He was thanked many times, by a lot of people, even those he arrests for being a little drunker than the normal. All he does with them is put them in a cell for three days, give them a meal of a bowl of rice with a fish and a cup of water, scold them, and then release them. He sighed before noticing an old man having difficulties standing.
"Are you alright sir?" asked Osirus.
"Just my old bones" replied the old man.
It was obvious that he was Japanese, even if it was supposed to be impossible.
"Are you heading somewhere?" asked Osirus.
"Don't worry, young man" chuckled the old man "I'm just an old man who's heading to his restaurant"
"What's happening here?" asked Kumiko as she approached them.
"What are you doing here?" asked Osirus.
"I was heading to eat" replied the samurai as she noticed the old man "How did you find your new shop?"
"Compared to the one I had back there, its way better" replied the old man.
"Do you know each other?" asked Osirus with confusion.
"This old man is the old Gakure" answered Kumiko "He's a Bake-danuki, a kind of tanuki yōkai"
Gakure chuckled before taking the form of a Japanese raccoon dog a hat, big eyes, a big tail, a big belly, and a friendly smile "You had to denounce me"
"What's going on here?" Osirus was totally lost.
"He wanted to play a trick on you" sighed Kumiko.
"Nothing too bad, I just wanted to see if he's as good as you said he is" stated Gakure.
"So, can we go now? I really want a bowl… now"
The Tanuki laughed before saying "You're really the same little girl that I've offered the bowl back there"
'Back there?' wondered Osirus.
Osirus sighed before following them. When they arrived at the restaurant, he was greeted by the man who called him before.
"It's good to see you again" he then noticed Kumiko and Gakure.
"How are things going?" asked the old man.
"Your recipe is really popular," replied the owner.
"Well, we're having some… unique customers, so make them the best ramen" said the old man.
Osirus sat next to Kumiko as he was waiting for the bowl. The smell coming from the kitchen was magical… in a way. He had tried to eat ramen before, but they all tasted the same for him.
"They're ready" said the man as he put two bowls in front of Kumiko and one in front of Osirus.
"Really?"
"That's what I usually ask" stated Kumiko before mumbling a Japanese prayer she then said "Itadakimasu"
Osirus shrugged and tasted his first bite…
His eyes went wide, at that moment he only knew three things.
One, he had never tasted anything as good as what was before him.
Two, he had gained even more respect for his ex-rival.
And three, he needed another bowl.
After he had finished his first, he looked at the girl who was giving him the biggest 'I told you so' look he had ever received.
"You want another bowl, don't you?"
"...perhaps"
XX TIMESKIP XX
Osirus walked the streets on his patrol,
greeting people on the street.
He was on his way back to the gate to get this weeks list.
He arrived to see Fenrir sniffing around a cart that wished to enter.
One of the gate guards was speaking to the old man that was driving it.
"I can assure you, there are no drugs in my cart"
"May I ask what you do have in there?"
"Just my personal belongings and a few boxes of rations, I came from E-Rantel"
Suddenly, Fenrir began to growl at a crate.
"Do you mind if I search around? I wont take anything of yours as long as it is not illegal" Osirus asked.
"Who are you?"
"I am the Justicer of this city"
"M-my apologies, yes you may search"
Osirus walked around the cart to where Fenrir was sniffing a crate.
"May I ask what is in this box?"
"That is just a couple of potions, I do a bit of experimenting in my free time"
"May I open it?"
"Sure"
Osirus took the top off of the crate, inside were several vials of various colored liquid.
Most of them were blue, some were green, and a few were purple.
There was one of them that was black.
Something in there made Fenrir act up.
He grabbed a blue one and held it in front of the mystical wolf.
After a few sniffs, the wolf nudged his hand.
"I will take that as a sign that this is safe"
He placed the blue one back and picked up a green one.
It passed the wolfs inspection, along with the purple ones.
Finally, he held the black one in front of his snout.
The wolf took one sniff and began to growl at it.
"Just as I thought" he whispered, he patted Fenrir's head. "Good job"
He walked back around and held up the black potion.
"Can you please explain what this is?"
The old man looked genuinely surprised.
"A black potion? I didn't make that one"
"This was in the crate with the rest of them"
He turned to the gate guards. "I am going to have this looked at, in the meantime, I want the whole cart searched. When you are done, bring him to the prison"
Both guards nodded, Osirus left.
'Now who would be the best one to go to?'
He did not want to bother the samurai any more, his old master is only familiar with poisons.
"I guess it can't be helped"
He began to walk to the castle.
He was led to the same room as all the other times.
He knocked on the door.
"Enter"
He did so, and closed the door.
"What do you want now, bonehead?"
He sat down in silence, he summoned the potion and placed it on the table.
"This was found by Fenrir at the gate, an old man came in with a cart. I don't know what it is, but Fenrir really doesn't like it"
