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Chapter 41: Day Runners

Nazuna was quite baffling.

And yes, I already knew her biology was particularly insane considering the current hybridization process behind it. The fact she could already adapt and morph some parts of her body with ease was mostly tied to her Kitsune nature making it doable for her with an easier grasp and a simplified mastery over each mutation. The really confusing matter was her behavior right now due to how sudden and half-maddening this entire development had to feel in her mind. I had told her about Grigori and the full version of why we were here and why she was taken away suddenly. Yet she looked quite calm, modestly bored, but all in all fairly fine. I would have expected… a more distrusting and concerned approach to this compared to that, and I could tell it wasn't some coping mechanism or BS of that kind that got her this quiet and thoughtful. No, something else was helping her digest this entire mess with that nervousness-free attitude.

We were sitting by the lone table in the living room, patiently waiting for Vali and Raynare to return considering they had taken a 'minor' delay in trying to follow a trail that should have led them to find where Michiru was. I expected them to make contact at any moments in that instance, especially since the last call had been roughly half an hour ago. I knew these two were normally able to keep their negative traits down during missions, but I had a strong suspicion that an encounter with the remaining target would see those flaws emerge due to how cheeky the young girl really was and how she knew how to exploit short-tempered foes. I expected them to either return sore winners or bitter losers by the end of that hunt if they ended up finding the girl.

Blinking, I looked back at Nazuna, once again noticing how she was really digging the current outfit she picked for herself. Gray hoodie jacket with central pouch, black pants, pink legwarmers and a pair of light-gray sneakers. A cheap combination whose main purpose was to provide comfort to her. I glanced at what she was doing, the doodles she was scribbling down a few papers and pens that I had provided her to spend some time on her own. There was a TV, but it didn't connect to any fun channels at the current hour, so the girl preferred the old way to pass some time. Red eyes focused on getting the shapes of the big musical note she was drawing patiently, her hand quietly passing with the pencil she was using and I could see it was turning out quite nice. Still, that didn't mean I was planning to keep quiet, especially since I had my own questions and curiosity regarding the girl's situation at home and why she seemed so restrained from asking about her family. A normal girl her age would have worried about her parents- heck, Michiru had her own worries about what to do with her mother if she managed to leave back in the canon timeline of BNA, and yet this was… never brought up about Nazuna. Actually, Nazuan's parents had never been brought up despite the fact Michiru would have known more about them and pondered their situation considering how close she was to Nazuna.

Unless…

"So, any plans once you and Michiro have been brought out of here?"

A blink, the girl looked up with a frown. "S-Sorry, what? I wasn't listening."

"Once this is all over and you've been brought out of this place… what will you do? Have you given any thought about it?" I asked again, this time adding another specific one.

"Well..." The girl took a moment to contemplate my words. "I guess I would just… hang around? And then… I would go home, I guess."

There was a brief silence after that, Nazuna staring back at the table, but not at the drawing. She was pondering about something she hadn't considered until I told her about it. It was clear something was off about her house life, which would explain her disinterest in discussing it both now and in the timeline I was more familiar with… but also the fact she had that much submissiveness and lack of self-esteem. I could tell I was going to be careful if I wanted to dig more about this, but I knew what I was doing.

"How… bad it is?" I decided to ask curtly but with the implications fairly clear.

She didn't look up from the table, and for a moment I thought she hadn't heard me the first time around. I was about to repeat that same question, but I was surprised when the pinkette decided to speak up.

"Bad."

A sigh left her lips as she said that, and I glanced at her with a hint of surprise at that admission.

"Your parents-"

"Care more about what I can do to succeed in the world than my own well being. I've… been told many times I should beat those that were doing so great at school. I..." There was a pause as she took a moment to gauge the situation and her own words. "I almost didn't befriend Michiru when I first met her. Another rival to defeat, mother said and… well..."

"You didn't," I guessed correctly from the sigh coming out of her lips.

"Mom was angry when I just didn't compete for the basketball team because… well, I suck at basketball."

"Nothing to be ashamed about," I argued with a hum, remembering the few times I really sucked at Basketball and dodgeball during P.E. back when in my previous life.

"Unless your parents fail to see that and think you're just being 'lazy' and 'counterproductive'."

That comment cut sharply onto those fond memories. At this point, it was clear that the situation was awfully familiar, but in two distinctive lines. One where I could relate as my original self, and another where I can relate as Hoitsu Sakakibara. To be fair, I could also feel more about it. She was at the 'early stage' of the kind of predicament the original Hoitsu had been in, so she was a little less 'influenced' by it. But I had enough to know where that path was going to take her eventually and I decided to be a little more helpful in that regard with what I could do for her. Nodding quietly, I allowed her to further explain as it was clear she had much more to say in that regard.

"Dad is a perfectionist which is… never around home. But he listens a lot to mom's complaints and believes her. I know it- it might sounds stupid but… I know they are wrong and yet they punish me for being right."

"Because delusions of greatness easily beat anything when these individuals are too much into it. Give them some listening for just one time, and then they will expect you to see the world at small steps," I added with a grimace, with my comment actually gaining a frown from Nazuna.

"Experience?"

"Of the personal kind, yes," I confessed calmly. "I wouldn't say we shared the same messed up kind of life with parents, but I can understand the extent of how tremendous that is actually. To be berated for not doing enough, for the achievements you reach out of personal interest and fondness dashed away as mediocre things-"

"The lack of praise when you do something right, when you put so much to show them that you can do so many good things on your own and-"

"It doesn't matter," I concluded calmly.

…

"Hekishoku-san?"

I blinked. "Yes?"

"What if I… didn't want to go back… to them?" She asked quietly, her chin now resting on the surface of the table, a hopeful expression on her face. At this point, she understood I had that option merely implied but there for her to consider at this point.

"Well, I would say that, due to circumstances tied to your current situation, I could offer a suggestion to have you moved to live with a representative hand-picked by Azazel. And while that sounds quite ominous, I can assure you the guy would give you someone trustworthy and not… unpleasant. Maybe even focus on women considering, well, it would be odd if you went to live with a man you didn't know about," I started to explain calmly. "And then there will be a tiny catch that, technically, isn't bad."

"What's… the catch?" She asked, clearly following my words from the beginning to the end.

"Once you're old enough, you will probably be asked to work for Grigori considering your predicament," I replied carefully, knowing that the girl could misunderstand if I didn't give her a thorough answer. "It doesn't mean fighting, even offering you a part to one of the many departments that are mostly used by non-combatants. Any personal ambitions?"

"I..." Nazuna paused, a tiny blush appearing on her face. "I like to… sing at times. And Michiru said I was good."

"Well, if you believe you could make a career out of it, maybe you could convince Azazel to create an Idol setting or something like that," I offered with a calm hum. "And before you ask yes, he would be interested in that as a good way to bolster recruitment and also compete with a few 'rivals' so to speak."

"So… I don't have to go back to… live with my parents."

"I believe so," I confirmed with a smile, the girl returning a smaller version of that. "But still, you would have to follow normal rules. I don't need to remind you that this isn't a rules-free matter."

Her foxy ears twitched. "I-I wasn't thinking that."

A chuckle left my mouth, my own ears twitching back in amusement. "Sure, sure. I could see that little you were already plotting to enjoy doing your own things."

Her pout was legendary, but it was temporary as we both paused at some knocking sounds coming from the nearby entrance door. I stood up and calmly made my way to check who it was. A quick look from the peephole confirmed that it was indeed those we had been waiting for a while now. I let them inside, but I could tell from the lack of Michiru and the annoyed look on their respective faces that they had indeed spotted Michiru but failed to catch her. The most amusing bit was that, despite their current appearances as their 'animal' selves, I could still recognize them.

Raynare was unexpectedly a black Cat. Kitty ears and all of that, with black fur and her hair remaining the same as her human self. I would have expected something more exotic. Like a bat to indicate her sanity most of her times or a peacock for the vanity tied to her soul. Vali was actually a bit of a surprise considering his nature. I had been wondering if Dragons were a thing in the realm of possibilities due to his connection to his Sacred Gear, but I soon realized that this wasn't possible since Vali had just a basic connection with Albion and not a physical one as he would potentially develop in the next few years. His appearance took most from the family he came from, the Lucifer/Morningstar clan. How did I know that was indeed the case? Well, I was presented with Vali. But Goat. White fur, some light-gray spots and the same ferocious stares that only Vali would deliver with ease. The worst bit was that I could feel his inner instinct calling to headbutt me and those horns he had now atop his head sure would make for tremendous injuries for whoever would be the bastard to get struck by those.

I held a snort as he glared at me, already expecting some comments about his current 'spirit animal' or stuff of that kind. Yet I didn't give him anything as I led them to the living room. Nazuna glanced at the two, but held back from greeting them, perhaps unsure how to start a conversation when they looked that depressed already.

"How did it go?" I decided to instead ask, knowing that it was imperative to get the girls first, leave, and then joke about what amusing bits we found during this mission. There was some hesitance from both, but one easily cracked under my gaze.

"The girl got the wrong idea when Sougyoku started to be confrontational," Raynare easily betrayed her teammate for the sake of winning 'good girl' points with me, but also getting some annoyed glances from the irritated Vali. "One thing led to another and we ended up chasing her around for a while… before some cop got interested in the matter and made things more difficult by asking for backup."

Gritting my teeth, I gauged the matter myself. "The cop, what did he look like?"

"Well, he was a wolf-"

"Fur?"

Raynare frowned. "Bluish?"

The facepalm was more than necessary at this point, and I could sense them both realizing they did something bad about it.

"Of course you would end up antagonizing the one independent ally Grigori had here in this city," I groaned tiredly. "Okay, you read the files we had on the case. Who do you think I'm referring to?"

The two looked quite clueless for a while before Vali tensed up and… glanced away as he knew why this was a big trouble.

"Ogami Shirou," He muttered and Raynare's eyes widened comically at that revelation.

"Indeed, which is why I believe it would be best to set things different and try to save face before we end up with more enemies than we have right now," I started to plan out with a serious tone. It was quite ironic that my comic mask just couldn't withstand the sheer stupidity of that stunt, and I could have easily punished Vali due to this but… I merely decided to keep calm as this still brought us some good news. If Ogami had found Michiru and she was still around him, then I knew where to find him and could retrieve her. "Sougyoku, you mentioned you had found a few places we could relocate and have a better reach all over the city in case of moving to a specific area."

"Yes-"

"I want you to find the best spot, on your own- I will not have Kurenai babysit you, but I want to hear no complaining about it as I know you are beyond that. You messed up, but I know you didn't mean it. This isn't a punishment, but I can't have you on the group meant to contact Ogami now that you made a bad first impression," I mentioned, noticing some irritation at the secondary job but conceding that he couldn't ask for better. Especially when I turned to the Fallen Angel to give her a 'lesser' task about it. "Kurenai, you can take about a quarter of the budget with you. Your task is to retrieve phones, those cheap ones that can be used a few times before getting thrown away and… look around for any rumors that could help us understand what is going on with the base and why we were attacked."

"Oh, can I buy other things?" The girl asked with a hum. "By the way, what about my ears- aren't they the prettiest, nyah~?"

"A dress at best, don't ask for more," I offered while ignoring that second question, leaving her huffing before agreeing to the 'kind boss' I was and taking the duty with a grin and lots of plans in that regard.

With their new roles sorted out, I turned to Nazuna, knowing that I couldn't leave her on her own if I was to leave too. "I guess we will have to go for a diplomatic approach. How do you feel about a pleasant stroll through Anima City?"

The girl didn't say anything at first, but I could already tell she had connected dots on what I was offering from how her foxy ears perked in interest at this proposal. Despite her lack of queries about Michiru, she definitely was set to meet her friend once again. After a few minutes of getting set, we left the flat walking beside each other, and taking some brief detours to avoid any possible tailing from anyone looking for us. She had her hood on to cover her identity, so we were in the clear for anything too aggressive but still cautious for anyone patrolling and searching for her.

But as we made our way to our current destination, I knew we were really going to face quite the trouble with the man I had to apologize to.

Shirou wasn't exactly a cop. I suppose he gave off the appearance of someone with many years service in the group that perhaps left him to stand out as still part of them. It would be wrong to assume that considering what I knew of his real allegiances, but… I believe that was also a comfy shield for him to exploit when needed. His eyes were a piercing ice blue, judging silently whoever he was gazing. He had white fur with hints of light-bluish color covering his back and the top of his head. Gray spots on the bridge of his black nose, and a white diamond-shaped pattern on his forehead. He also had a small puffy, disheveled mane of fur around his neck that was spilling out all over. He wore a light brown trench coat, a black sweater underneath, black cropped gloves, a pair of slim dark gray chinos, and brown ankle boots.

Nazuna and I had eventually found our way to his private office, sharing the room with him and… his current 'protege'. Michiru Kagemori represented the 'anti-thesis' of the seriousness Shirou's entire being represented, both with the way he manifested himself and through his mysterious background. I had to admit I didn't expect the incredibly adorable and undeniably friendship-driven glare I was receiving from the little 'nuki I was looking at. She had short blue hair in the style of a chin-length bob-cut, a blue tail with a black end, teal eyes, and black pointy cat-like ears on the top of her head. Her hand-paws, feet-paws, and a patch on her face had a hint of darker brown while the rest of her fur is lighter – effectively taking on the same fur-theme as many other Tanuki in traditional art. She was wearing a loose gray tank-top, navy blue shorts with light green trim, a red jacket with white edges, and white sneakers with red soles.

"Agent… Hekishoku," Shirou greeted me calmly, which I nodded slowly at considering the unpleasant disadvantage I was in. Diplomatically-wise, this was going to be a mess to explain and get out of there without some 'bruises'. "Your agents hunted down this young girl."

"Ogami-san, I'm well aware of this matter and please, allow me to extend my genuine apology for what happened. To you and… Kagemori-san."

"That prick goat-"

"Is not going to cause any trouble to you and has been assigned to other matters considering how antagonistic he proved to be towards you. I had told him that it would have cost him a part in the bigger missions if he behaved in such a way, and now he is no longer going to handle any situation directly tied to you."

She blinked. "But… why? And why do you have Nazuna?"

The question felt packed with quite the worry as she gazed at the pinkette. Nazuna smiled back, showing a sheepish look that I couldn't tell was aimed at me for being the indirect cause of that irritated Michiru, or if it was aimed at Michiru for leaving that much irritated.

"And why can't I contact Grigori, Hekishoku?" Shirou added sternly, clearly annoyed by this very development. "I tried to get in contact with Baraqiel for no results roughly three times now."

"First, to answer Kagemori-san's question-"

"Michiru!" The Tanuki beastman remarked, pausing for a moment to blush as she realized how loud she was. "T-There is no need to be that formal."

I saw Nazuna shift at that reaction, holding back a snort at that. It was clear that both were tight friends after so 'much' interaction between the two.

Still, I nodded at the short-haired girl and delivered what she was asking for.

"Michiru-san, I was enlisted by the Mayor of Anima City by request from Ogami-san to make sure the situation tied to both you and Nazuna was handled in a way that spared both of you and any other individuals implied to this mess."

"W-Wait, what is exactly going on? I know they turned us into Beastmen but… what is really up?" Michiru asked right up at the Wolf, which prompted a sigh from the 'cop' as he knew that moment would have come eventually.

"I've discovered through recent investigations that someone is planning to create numerous distractions and panic akin to what happened to Nirvasyl. Their goal is to produce a reason to reveal the existence of Anima City to humanity and… start a war against them."

"War?" Nazuna asked, hearing of this for the first time and looking at me for clues. "Why would they want war?"

"Well, for the same reason many morons in games, books, movies and even real life want to in recent history," I replied with a small sigh leaving my lips. "Superiority of one group over the other. In this case, purebreed Beastmen against the rest of the world. Even hybrids and 'half-blooded ones'."

"That sounds stupid," Michiru argued without hesitation. "Still, why wasn't this taken care of by the government? I mean, we are still in Japan after all and pretty close to Tokyo."

"It's because the world barely knows about Beastmen thanks to associations like the one I'm part of, with the sole exception being heads of states or governments under magical oaths," I answered readily. "You see, Michiru-san, in the past Beastmen were seen cooperating with the Yokai community in Japan, but due to the expansion of the Christian Pantheon in the land of the Rising Sun, most of these affairs are now mostly taken care about by either the Underworld or Grigori, which I'm part of. There were ideas to expose the race to humans, but due to how tied the Beastmen are with the 'world of the supernatural', it was decided against that kind of revelation."

"T-That doesn't make any sense. It would mean that… well, that religions are right, that gods exist and… and..." She soon turned in a broken record with her gaze aimed right at the tiny head peeking from my shirt. To be fair, I had expected a return from the pretty girl, but I didn't expect her to come back at this moment and with words pending by her lips just for this exact scene.

…

"Kiiiihh~," A certain tiny dragon uttered and I found myself choking on a chuckle.

You reeeeeeeek~!

Nazuna tensed up in surprise at that development, swiftly following Michiru's gaze to see that Kimiko had emerged to deliver her own brand of comments. Much to my confusion, I saw Shirou snorting at the sprite dragon's words.

"She isn't wrong," The wolf beastman admitted, swiftly gaining the Tanuki's curious look.

"About what?"

"You do reek."

Her jaw dropped at the bluntness, but even more at the pure sass that had hit her in such a wide way.

"Now, Kimi-tan. That's not nice.

But Papa, she stinks.

"I don't understand… her," The pinkette pointed out.

"That's because the only ones that can hear her properly are fellow dragons, the ones she bonded with and those with a... good ear."

And by good ear, I knew he was referring to his semi-divine nature at that.

"Wait, that's a dragon?" The 'nuki girl asked in surprise, tilting her head to the side in pure confusion. "But she is so tiny."

Kimiko's eyes narrowed ferociously at that insult. I calmly pulled her out of my shirt and she instantly was standing up, posture stiff and wings flaring in an angry pose. Surprisingly enough, it surprised Michiru enough that she unconsciously lowered her head at that. I wasn't sure if it was instincts or if it was just an awkward response to that kind of glare. Either way, Kimiko saw it as a victory and she smugly glanced at her 'defeated opponent' due to this.

"Well, Kimiko is fairly young and Dragons generally need a few years to acquire energies to grow and gain size and power. Still, Kimi-chan is pretty tough despite her looks," I explained more on the topic.

Yes, bow to Kimiko. I'm the mightiest Dragon. Look at the span of my wings, the pure fierceness of my gaze and-

"Now, that's just an arrogant listing, pretty girl. You're a bit far from that much gloating, but it will happen, sweetie, just not yet," I calmly pointed out, my words gaining a curious look from the familiar. "You can say you are the fiercest for standing and technically winning against Ophis."

Her grin was back in her petite head before nodding at my words, pulling me away from any dangerous developments about it. Her 'powerful' bites and nibbling would definitely make for a nightmarish world to live in from that point onward. Still, there was a sense of truth in what I had said as Kimiko did grow since I retrieved her. Not much to be threatening, but she was normally bigger than the size she was currently now. The saving grace that preserved her chances of still keeping her habit of resting under my shirt was the familiar bond's magic that allowed her to take a small size and retain her comfy seat for eons to come.

"She is so cute," Nazuna quietly commented, with this actually getting Kimiko's attention and approach. She tensed up a little bit but noticed the tiny dragon was just checking her by sniffing her hands. After a while Nazuna was smiling eye-to-eye while headpatting the dragon, Kimiko-chan having claimed another girl's heart and hands to her.

"Still, there is something that you have yet to explain, Hekishoku," Shirou spoke up with a semi-serious voice, clearly half-distracted by the sight of a dragon purring at someone's touch. "It is regarding the fact why I can no longer contact Grigori."

"Ogami-san, the truth is that we have… reasons to believe another group has joined forces with those plotting for the discovery of Anima City. The base which we were meant to land and use as the main outpost for our operations here in the city has been isolated, captured and engineered in a way that could be used to hold back any groups from Grigori to get in. We were lucky to get back on land with my own team when we were first attacked, so I doubt we will receive any support until much later," I properly explained. "There is also the fact that something is jamming communications magical-wise. Which is why I think communications are down and… do you know of any spots in the city that had been closed off for any major reason, Ogami-san?"

"There are a few," He admitted while checking for something on his desk and retrieving some maps of the cities. As we went through those and I got a good understanding of the places we had to check to further verify where the jamming seals were, I heard a familiar sound coming from… the mask I had left in my bag. Blinking, I paused a moment to retrieve it and waited for someone to speak up, yet who was contacting us was bearing quite the big news as I would soon discover.

"Hekishoku, we have some trouble."

Not a novelty, but definitely something to be worried about. I could sense that Raynare's voice had a strong hint of genuine concern on something that was driving her to call me. I didn't hesitate about asking what I needed to ask, especially since the sense of urgency in her words made it clear I had to listen.

"What about, Kurenai?"

"Can you check the news right now?"

Ogami's lips twitched as he reached for a remote on his desk and turned to the side. I failed to notice that there was actually a small old TV right in that part of the office, but he turned it up to reveal what really the trouble was to warrant the Fallen Angel's concern. An official message from the Mayor of Anima City was available before us. All news networks born from within the city were already synched to share the same announcement, which wasn't a novelty considering the importance of the figure that was now speaking.

Barbara Rose was in her Beastman form, which was a naked mole-rat. She had a salmon complexion, wide face, flat ears, long neck, bald head with forehead wrinkles, pink eyes. She was wearing a dark brown tunic, matching boots, and carried a silver cane. I knew for a thing that she was generally a nice person with a caring personality underneath an external shell of seriousness and formality. She cared for all people, humans and beastmen, and she was the one that requested our support to specifically keep both Michiru and Nazuna as safe as possible from anyone planning to use them against others and hurt them.

"People of Anima City. Today I'm here to announce that a plot is currently unfolding within our little haven. Someone is planning to hurt you as we speak, terrorists that come from beyond the sea and are tied to humanity's worst groups," The woman started to say with a serious tone. "Terrorists that we know and will deal with. Three to be more precise that have come here to attack us in our greatest moment. These are their appearances."

And the screen behind her showed… us. Me, Vali and Raynare in our masked form. I would have been surprised if they had our feral form down too, but this was still a negative development for the entire mission and threatened to jeopardize any attempt to deal with the jamming problem.

"It's of the utmost importance that they are caught, which is why, after listening to the advice of my close confidant and advisor, the philanthropist Alan Sylvasta, I've decided to employ the pro-peace militia that he suggested. These men and women are experienced in hunting down these kinds of terrorists, so they will be able to track them down and spare us from any violent attacks from ever happening."

"A militia?" Shirou muttered in surprise. "Why not use the army within the island? What is she thinking?"

"Because Sylvasta is working to remove it and put trustworthy men to take over when the time is due," I replied flatly, glaring at the screen. "Her eyes are pink when they should be red. Either they replaced the real mayor or they put her through a spell. Either way, she just gave permission for the group we suspected was here but now we know is really operating in Anima City to hunt us down."

"Is it the one Baraqiel alerted me about? Khaos Brigade?" The wolf beastman inquired and I nodded. "This means that our foes will predominantly use magic."

"That's correct. Which is why we now need to move out as quickly as possible and get back to Sougyoku," I pointed out sternly, standing up from my chair. "If he had already found the base he said we could take for us, then I can start setting down some seals to prevent any detection. This place isn't safe for the time being."

The real trouble now was finding out who was in charge of the operations here. I doubted it was Rizevim considering how this had little to do with his own kind of stuff. Lucifer was also quiet about this, so I doubted his eldest son was anywhere near Anima City. So it could either be another member of the Old Satan Factions or even someone weaker than that. And even without Rizevim, I couldn't help but also worry about a certain individual popping by and making a mess about what is currently going on. Even more than what the mayor-not-mayor just pulled in live TV. Shirou grimaced at my words but nodded in agreement over this matter. He retrieved some papers, a few pictures and joined us by the entry before we hastily rushed out of the area and back to where I could detect Vali being. I really hoped that at this point he got the place set up for us to occupy so we could start setting up the stage of our next plan.

And that was finding where the blasted jamming seals were!

But as we calmly retreated away and right to where our next destination was, I failed to notice a lone figure standing above the highest point of the nearest building. A short figure stared at us, a muted smile aimed down as… she was stared back by another entity. Another female, taller and… older. Much older than the perplexed girl.

"Who are you?" Ophis eventually asked, annoyed by the intensity of the gaze aimed at her.

"I'm the one thing that nothing can understand… but him~," The woman answered flatly, her voice failing to match up the smile that was now trained at my unsuspecting back.

"He is the one that understands me the most."

AN

AH! A new stalker joins the glorious 'Stalk Hoitsu wherever he goes' gang. Will Ophis take personal offense about it or will she welcome the new unexpected member into her private fan club aimed at her current interest? Only time will tell. And headpats.

Still, I've noticed a couple of people asking why would Grigori involve its agents in a place that was 'allowed to be through human-beastmen' cooperation and the answer, if you haven't read the explanation above regarding the Beastmen's past, is tied to the fact humans don't know about them. Due to their similar nature to Yokai, they were mistaken as part of their community before seceding and forming alliances with major groups like Hell and Grigori itself. So yes, this is a different story than the one you know and yes, I'm upholding the very promise I offered a while ago. It will be a brand new original storyline that will smoothly bind itself to the story's big world.

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REVIEW Q&A!

Runelt99: Budget Kuroka she is, but she will also have to handle Quality Kuroka too.

Guest-Questioner: Jackie isn't part of the story. I'm just pulling on those that can be used to create an interesting story for this story rather than full-blown BNA. Especially since Michiru and Nazuna are younger than in Canon.

OechsnerC: Vali is Goat-boy, maybe Goat-bro if Hoitsu manages to get him to 'baah' too.

Lilbigstoryteller: Enough to make this a unique story, and less to what would be needed to make it difficult to understand and appreciate.

Venyr4686:
1) Same as canon;
2) Much has changed since I've written the basis of this story. There are some that follow similar paths, different personalities or the SI have the same personality since well, they are the same person. Still, not all of them are SI/OCI. There are a couple of those with none of that and… I plan to soon write one about DBZ and a little 'unknown' crossover that ties Goten for a little adventure as Goku and Gohan did, but in a different world;