The Devil's Shunko
Hello again, back again with another chapter in the story! Sorry if the previous chapter was a bit short, I wanted to use it as an intro to the story. So I will try make the chapters more longer if POSSIBLE! NOTE: I DO NOT own "BLEACH" or "HIGH SCHOOL DXD"! They belong to Tite Kubo(Author and mastermind Behind "BLEACH") and Ichiei Ishibumi(Author of "HIGH SCHOOL DXD")
Chapter 2: Shinigami teacher?!
We pick up with Yoruichi, her eyes opening to the real world, still lost in thought about the enigmatic man. Shaking off her contemplation, she swiftly employs shunpo, propelling herself away from the rooftop where she had been standing.
Her concentration is broken by the sounds of footsteps drifting up from below — high school students strolling in groups. Ah, the camaraderie of friendship, a facet that Yoruichi herself is somewhat lacking.
With curiosity, she observes that a considerable number of female students are converging toward a particular building. Could this be their school, she wonders? An intriguing idea crosses her mind. Given this second chance that has presented itself, Yoruichi entertains the thought of assuming a new role: that of a teacher. Just as she voices this notion, an A4-sized poster hurtles through the air, effortlessly caught in her grasp.
Upon inspecting the flyer, she learns that Kuoh Academy is in search of a new Physical Education instructor. Fortuitously, luck appears to be on her side, offering her this very opportunity via the medium of the flyer!
As fate would have it, a manifestation of the same man materializes right beside Yoruichi, offering her some advice. "Hold on there, young lady. You can't simply saunter in all nonchalant, as if you've got everything figured out. I'm sure you've picked up on the peculiar atmosphere that's hanging in the air."
She quirks an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued by his reference to "a certain feeling in the air." Eager to grasp the meaning behind his words, she eases herself into a tranquil, zen-like state, only to be abruptly assailed by a demonic aura emanating from the very building before her.
Yoruichi's gaze is fixed on the man as she absorbs his explanation. The concept of devils and their role as protectors of the land is a lot to take in, and yet it begins to settle within her understanding.
"So, devils are indeed real?" she inquires, her curiosity now laced with a touch of wonder. The idea of supernatural beings guarding the realm both intrigues and challenges her existing perceptions.
The man nods, his expression carrying a mixture of understanding and expectation. "Yes, they are very real. And it appears that you've stumbled upon a realm where the veil between the mundane and the extraordinary is quite thin."
Yoruichi's mind races, processing the implications of this newfound knowledge. A myriad of questions bubble to the surface, but she decides to focus on the most pressing one: "Why are you telling me all of this? What's my connection to these...devils?"
The man's gaze softens, as if he anticipates this inquiry. "Your destiny has intertwined with theirs, and you have a role to play. As to the specifics, that's something you'll need to discover as you navigate this intricate tapestry."
A sense of determination lights up Yoruichi's eyes. She may have been thrust into a world she doesn't fully comprehend, but she's no stranger to challenges. "Then, I suppose I have some learning to do."
The man's lips curl into a faint smile. "Indeed, young one. And fear not, for you won't be alone on this journey."
With newfound resolve, Yoruichi takes a deep breath and nods, ready to embrace the enigmatic path that lies onward, Yoruichi's curiosity remains insatiable as she directs another question toward the enigmatic man.
"Stranger, I never had the opportunity to ask before, but it feels odd not knowing your name. Do you possess one to begin with?" Her query carries a blend of earnestness and inquisitiveness.
A smug smile graces his lips in response to her question, hinting at his playful demeanor. With a half-truth that seems almost deliberate, he responds, "Indeed, I do possess a name. However, revealing it at this juncture might prove a tad too revealing. For now, you can address me as... Yuuji!"
Yoruichi raises an eyebrow at his response, a mixture of amusement and suspicion playing across her features. "Yuuji, huh? I'll accept that for now, but don't think you've escaped my curiosity."
Chuckling softly, Yuuji meets her gaze with an air of mystery. "Curiosity is a flame that burns bright, and it seems I've just fanned the flames, haven't I?"
Yoruichi smirks in return, finding herself oddly drawn to the playful banter that now marks their conversation. "Touché, Yuuji. Let's see how long you can keep up this game."
As they exchange these words, an unspoken understanding forms between them — a connection forged in the midst of uncertainty and the supernatural. With a shared nod, they acknowledge the path they're embarking upon, one that promises both answers and challenges in equal measure.
Engaging in a bit of sightseeing, Yoruichi eventually finds solace within an abandoned building in close proximity to the Academy. Unbeknownst to her, this very building serves as a secure haven for someone else.
Stepping onto the roof of the structure, she's immediately struck by a familiar atmospheric aura, reminiscent of what she encountered earlier. An inkling forms within her mind — could this be the same energy that had piqued her curiosity earlier? It dawns on her that she might have inadvertently stumbled upon the hideout of those responsible for the aura, leading her to a tentative conclusion.
Her thoughts whirl as she contemplates her situation. If this is indeed their sanctuary, she reasons, then she must take precautions to conceal her presence, prepared for any unforeseen developments that may arise.
Treading carefully, Yoruichi's agile form moves with practiced grace as she finds a concealed vantage point. Hidden yet watchful, she readies herself to observe from the shadows, her senses keen and alert. This newfound awareness signifies not just her adaptability but also the mysterious and challenging path she has embraced.
With a suddenness akin to a lightning bolt, Yoruichi's thoughts shift to an old trick she has at her disposal: the ability to transform into a cat. In employing this technique, she could effectively appear as an unassuming feline, shrouded in the guise of normalcy. Her determination to blend in fuels her focus as she hones her concentration for the transformation.
In the midst of this, a crackling surge of electric energy courses through her form, momentarily revealing a birthmark etched onto her skin. It takes the shape of a black cat, its tail adorned with the distinct signature of a lightning bolt.
Unfazed by the manifestation of the birthmark, she forges ahead. With a hushed sigh, a cloud of smoky mist envelops the area where she once stood, obscuring the transformation process from view. As the mist dissipates, it unveils a striking transformation — a black cat now stands in Yoruichi's place.
However, upon closer inspection, there's an unexpected peculiarity. The feline form boasts not one, but four tails, an anomaly that leaves Yoruichi herself momentarily bewildered. The twist in the transformation only serves to deepen the enigma surrounding her abilities, a mystery she'll likely have to untangle as she continues her journey.
Meanwhile Outside the Occult Research Club Building..
Koneko Toujou, also known as Shirone Toujou, serves as the rook within Rias Gremory's peerage. She is an exceptional being, a Nekomata of the Type: Nekoshou. Nekoshou are an uncommon and remarkable variant of Nekomata.
Intriguingly, her existence was reborn through a unique transformation. Koneko was reincarnated as a hybrid Yokai-devil by her captain, Rias Gremory. Notably, Rias Gremory is the sister of Sirzechs Lucifer, adding another layer of complexity to Koneko's story within this intricate supernatural world.
Despite her modest stature, Koneko possesses a surprising amount of power that can catch rivals and foes off guard. This heightened strength is attributed to the influence of the Rook Piece, a pivotal element that enhances her combat prowess.
Rooks, as defined within this context, serve as the heavyweight combatants of strategic engagements. Endowed with formidable defenses and an abundance of raw physical strength, Koneko expertly embodies the role of a Rook, striking her opponents with potent force and resilience.
Engaged in assisting Kiba with the tasks assigned by Rias, Koneko finds herself immersed in her activities. Yet, a subtle unease nags at her senses, as if a foreign gaze rests upon her. This sensation compels her to redirect her attention towards the source of the unfamiliar presence. Her eyes lock onto a black cat, casually strolling by the premises of the Occult Research Club Building.
Without hesitation, she taps her peer Kiba on the shoulder, her demeanor marked by a sense of urgency. "Kiba-sensei, we might want to consider returning to the ORC. I sensed something attempting to breach our surroundings."
Yuuto Kiba, the Knight of Rias Gremory, is known for his unwavering dedication to his role. As a handsome and youthful figure with stylish blonde hair, he exudes an air of charisma that complements his combat prowess and strategic thinking. Nodding in response to Koneko's alert, Kiba's readiness to act underscores his commitment to protecting their domain and allies from potential threats.
Both students rushed off in a hurry to apprehend the perpetrator who had taken refuge in their hideout. As they drew nearer, it became increasingly difficult to detect the unfamiliar presence. It was almost as if the intruder was deliberately misleading them, creating an illusion of their presence to confuse and misguide the students.
Coming to an abrupt halt, Kiba directed a questioning gaze at Koneko, his suspicion evident in his furrowed brows. He inquired whether she was playing a prank on him or if the rest of their group had orchestrated a deliberate trick.
Koneko, her expression serious, shook her head in response, her eyes conveying her genuine confusion. She assured Kiba that she was just as clueless about the peculiar situation as he was.
Letting out a weary sigh that hinted at his frustration, Kiba eventually refocused his attention on the task that lay ahead. His determination outweighed his unease, prompting him to resume his pursuit of the elusive intruder.
Meanwhile, Koneko opted to remain behind, her intuition telling her that something was amiss and warranting further investigation. With a cautious stance, she aimed to ascertain whether her senses were indeed deceiving her or if there was a more complex riddle to solve.
"Kiba sensei, you go ahead... I'll look into the source of this troublemaker," Koneko asserted with determination. Her instinct pushed her to tackle this enigma on her own, her sense of responsibility compelling her to unravel the mystery.
Kiba regarded Koneko for a moment, concern and uncertainty flickering across his features. He understood her determination, yet he was also hesitant to leave her alone in what could potentially be a dangerous situation. After a brief pause, he nodded in agreement, his trust in her abilities evident.
"Alright, Koneko. But be cautious and stay in contact. If anything seems off, don't hesitate to call for backup," he cautioned, his voice a blend of support and caution.
With a resolute nod of her own, Koneko watched as Kiba resumed his pursuit and then turned her attention back to the task at hand. Her steps were deliberate as she followed the trail, her senses on high alert, ready to unravel the mystery that had taken hold of their hideout and disrupted their plans.
The same distinct scent she had detected earlier grew even stronger now, confirming to Koneko that she was indeed on the trail of the intruder. Her instincts seemed to be leading her in the right direction. As she followed the scent, it led her around a corner and toward the Academy Grounds. However, a sense of caution stopped her in her tracks before she could venture further. The realization that she might not have the necessary authorization to enter the Academy Grounds without permission gave her pause.
Acknowledging the boundaries in place, Koneko reluctantly decided to abandon her pursuit of the elusive entity. She knew the importance of adhering to the rules and not jeopardizing their standing within the academy. With a resigned sigh, she turned on her heel and retraced her steps, making her way back to where she had left Kiba.
Rejoining him, Koneko's expression held a mixture of frustration and acceptance. She conveyed her inability to proceed further due to the limitations imposed by the academy's regulations. Kiba, in response, offered a reassuring nod, understanding the constraints they were working within.
"It's best if we report this to Captain after we finish our task together. She might know how to handle the problem better than us," Kiba suggested, his tone conveying both resolve and patience.
Giving him a slight understanding nod, Koneko and Kiba continue on walking to the location of their given task at hand after that little distraction.
Yoruichi observed intently as a young girl with an air of pettiness about her caught her attention. The girl possessed a striking appearance with golden-yellow eyes that bore a resemblance to Yoruichi's own, and her hair was a pristine shade of snow-white. Despite her seemingly innocent demeanor, the intensity of the girl's gaze sent a shiver down Yoruichi's spine.
It was as though the weight of those eyes was like a cold, chilling wind slicing through the air, leaving an unsettling feeling in their wake.
As Yoruichi continued moving away, the feeling of being observed remained on her skin—an eerie reminder of the girl's intense gaze. Yoruichi deduced from the girl's reaction that she was potentially troublesome. She could sense the girl's interest in something, prompting her to discreetly caution the young man accompanying her about what had captured her attention.
"Hmph... how bothersome. It seems she's already caught sight of me, and now she's likely alerting her companion," she sighed in frustration. With a resigned shake of her head, she made her way toward the next building within her line of sight, maintaining her vigilant observation.
Her ears caught the hurried footsteps approaching the very building she had been on moments ago. Seizing the chance, she decided to play with their perceptions, effectively dampening her presence to an almost undetectable level. A faint smirk of amusement crossed her face as she effortlessly moved along the rooftops, savoring the intrigue of the situation.
Yoruichi easily perceived the man's confusion, realizing he likely assumed that the young girl was trying to play a prank on him. With her acute satellite-like ears, she effortlessly intercepted their conversation.
A few key points came to light: FIRST, they seemed to be under the employ of someone named Rias, their Captain. Yoruichi's curiosity piqued – a new Captain? That was news to her. Yet, she found herself more intrigued by the enigmatic figure of Rias. Who exactly was this person?
The second snippet she gleaned were their names – Koneko and Kiba. From the context, it became clear that Kiba held a senior position, given Koneko's reference to him as "Kiba sensei". Yoruichi deduced that he was a higher-ranking student or an upperclassman in the school's hierarchy, making him Koneko's senior.
She maintained her watchful gaze as Koneko persistently followed her trail, until Koneko halted close to an entrance leading into the school grounds. 'Hm, perhaps she's not permitted here. Probably some rule set by her Captain,' Yoruichi pondered, contemplating how this information might be advantageous in the days to come.
Observing Koneko's departure, Yoruichi decided to take action. She gracefully descended from her vantage point, landing on all fours, and began to explore the school's vicinity with an air of nonchalance, as if the previous encounter had never occurred.
The feline treaded silently along the chilly expanse of the corridors, gradually piecing together a clearer picture of the school's layout. Despite her solitary exploration, an instinctual nudge urged her to cast a fleeting glance behind, sensing the weight of two pairs of eyes seemingly fixated on her retreating form.
She shrugged off the unsettling sensation, pushing forward, until a certain room came into view. There was an undeniable aura of significance emanating from within, capturing her attention.
Seeing no immediate danger, she decided to test her luck by gently pushing the door ajar. However, her instincts flared up intensely as yet another pair of eyes seemed to be fixated on her action, alerting her to the presence behind her.
Swiftly pivoting, her gaze met a tall, slender young woman. The woman possessed an air of authority, with a sleek bob-cut of black hair and striking violet eyes that bore into hers. Her height was around 166 cm, or roughly 5'5 ft tall, and she exuded a commanding aura that was hard to ignore.
"Hmm, and who might have allowed you entry, little one? These areas aren't suitable for a small cat like you to wander about," the woman remarked, her tone tinged with a mixture of curiosity and admonishment. With a swift motion, she gently lifted the feline into her arms, her touch casual as she began to stroke the cat's fur. However, this situation was nothing short of an embarrassment for the 'shinigami'.
Yoruichi found herself caught in a situation that she hadn't quite anticipated. Held in the woman's arms, she maintained a calm demeanor, despite the unexpected turn of events. The woman's casual petting seemed almost at odds with her authoritative presence, but Yoruichi didn't seem worried about it at all.
The woman's continued stroking led to Yoruichi being carried into the room, where she was gently set down upon a desk situated near two windows. From this vantage point, Yoruichi had a clear view of the surrounding area, allowing her to maintain awareness of her surroundings.
Her feline eyes followed the woman's movements as she moved about the room, her attention swiftly drawn to a substantial stack of school paperwork. Yoruichi couldn't help but find the scene a tad ironic – the authoritative woman dealing with mundane paperwork in contrast to the gravity of the situation. It was a sight that spoke of responsibilities beyond the immediate appearance.
Yoruichi's curiosity was piqued even further. There was an unspoken dynamic at play – a tension between the woman's official role and her interest in Yoruichi's unexpected presence. As she waited on the desk, Yoruichi knew she was standing at a crossroads, one where a choice had to be made: to reveal more of herself or to remain an enigma in this woman's eyes.
Feeling the weight of the situation pressing on her, Yoruichi decided to break the silence, her words taking on the guise of an elderly man's voice, a vocal disguise she had perfected over time. "Excuse me, miss," the cat-like form uttered, the unexpected sound of an aged voice escaping its mouth.
The woman's astonishment was palpable, a response that Yoruichi hadn't predicted. Her vocal transformation had clearly struck a chord, leaving an unmistakable mark on the woman's demeanor. Yoruichi met the woman's gaze unwaveringly, conveying through her eyes that this encounter held significance far beyond a simple cat's curiosity.
Though taken aback momentarily, the woman's composure returned faster than Yoruichi had expected. Adjusting her glasses, she addressed the feline with a touch of nonchalance, "And what is it that you desire, Yokai?" The mention of "Yokai" struck a chord of curiosity within Yoruichi. She briefly pondered the implications of this term – a connection to Japanese spirits or supernatural entities, perhaps?
Pushing aside her musings, the woman continued her conversation, maintaining a stern tone. "This is Devil Territory," she emphasized, her gaze unyielding. "I find it hard to believe that a Yokai like you would be allowed to roam freely here, let alone seek employment – especially as a PE Teacher replacement."
Yoruichi sensed skepticism in the woman's words, the unspoken concern that she might be concealing ulterior motives. It was clear that her actions had raised suspicions, and she would need to tread carefully to earn the woman's trust and reveal her true intentions.
"Well... um, I've been dispatched here on a mission of sorts," Yoruichi stammered, her words reflecting her growing unease. 'Oh no, what did I just blurt out? Now I've only made myself appear even more suspicious,' she chastised herself inwardly.
The admission hung in the air, underscoring the complexity of the situation. Yoruichi's slip of tongue had potentially compromised her intentions, leaving her vulnerable to further scrutiny. The woman's expression remained inscrutable, and Yoruichi realized that her next words needed to be chosen with extreme care if she was to regain the woman's trust and clarify her actual purpose in this intriguing encounter.
"I've been entrusted to oversee this area following an incident involving... uh," she hesitated momentarily, seeking a plausible excuse for her presence. "Well, let's say there's been a recent uptick in fallen angels within Kuoh," Yuuji suggested, offering a convincing reason for her assignment.
She expressed her gratitude for his suggestion. "I've been assigned here to monitor the rising presence of Fallen Angels," Yoruichi stated, her fingers metaphorically crossed as she hoped this explanation would suffice to convince the woman.
The woman adjusted her glasses, her expression one of mild surprise. "Is that so? I haven't received any information regarding this matter, nor have I heard of any increase in Fallen Angels," she remarked, a hint of frustration evident in her sigh. She continued, "Nevertheless, I'll inform Onee-sama about it."
"As for the time being," she added with a stern tone, "consider yourself on my watchlist, Yokai. Please refrain from causing any trouble. This is Devil Territory, after all.", Yoruichi discerned the gravity in her voice and sensed that the woman was not to be underestimated.
"I understand, and you have my word, Miss...?" Yoruichi trailed off, realizing she had yet to learn the woman's name.
"It's Sona... Sona Shitori," the woman introduced herself. "And may I inquire, Mr. Yokai, what should I call you?"
With a smug expression, Yoruichi proudly declared, "The name is Shihouin... Yoruichi Shihouin!" She couldn't help but savor the moment when Sona appeared perplexed by her name.
Sona, however, couldn't conceal her confusion. "Yoruichi? Isn't that typically a female name?" she asked, her tone laced with uncertainty.
"Heh, who said anything about me being a guy, Sona~?" Yoruichi responded playfully before leaping gracefully from the desk. In a swirl of smoke, her feline form transformed into that of a mature woman in her thirties, her hair tied into a distinctive samurai-like ponytail. Her hair was now a pale violet shade, but what truly caught Sona's attention was the subtle change in her appearance. Her hair now featured white tips that blended seamlessly with her natural hue, and she appeared to have gained height, now standing at roughly 179 cm (5'8 ft) compared to her previous 156 cm (5'1½ ft).
Sona was taken aback by the transformation, her eyes widening in surprise. It was evident that Yoruichi had more to her than met the eye. Sona, though initially taken aback, seemed to relax upon Yoruichi's transformation. Adjusting her glasses once more, she returned to her usual composed demeanor.
"Well then," Sona began, her tone measured. "I believe we can come to an understanding, but I do have some conditions in mind." Intrigued by her words, Yoruichi kept all ears on her.
Sona laid out her conditions for Yoruichi, her tone unwavering and businesslike. "First, I propose that you maintain a respectful distance from the students, limiting your interactions to PE classes, greetings, and substituting for any absent or sick teachers. Second, I insist that you steer clear of the abandoned building behind the school, which belongs to a club here at Kuoh Academy known as the ORC, or Occult Research Club. Lastly, my third condition is that if the ORC becomes aware of your presence here, you must vacate this area immediately and report back to your superiors. Trust me, I understand the capabilities of the woman who leads that club, and if she takes an interest in you, it could become a precarious situation."
Yoruichi listened attentively, recognizing the importance of adhering to these stipulations. She knew that these conditions were not arbitrary but were born out of Sona's experience and knowledge of the dynamics within Kuoh Academy. Accepting them would not only ensure her own safety but also help her navigate this unfamiliar territory more effectively.
"I agree to your conditions Sona," Yoruichi replied with a respectful nod. Sona smiled slightly as she stood up to give Yoruichi a hand shake.
"Um... by the way, do you happen to have a spare place to stay? I don't really have anywhere to sleep," Yoruichi asked with a hint of uncertainty, a small bead of sweat forming on her brow. To her surprise, Sona appeared to grasp her situation and concerns.
"I'll allow you to stay at my family's residence; we have a separate guest house behind the main house," Sona offered generously, understanding the predicament Yoruichi was facing. Yoruichi expressed her sincere gratitude for the accommodation, relieved that things were aligning favorably.
Sona proceeded to tidy up the stack of paperwork and books, preparing to leave. She grabbed her shoulder bag, filled with her school materials from the day's lessons. Yoruichi, now in her feline form, hopped into the bag to remain concealed from prying eyes. She expertly masked her presence, drawing upon her training and experience as a shinigami and a former Squad Captain.
As they prepared to depart, a newfound alliance between them seemed to be forming, and Yoruichi couldn't help but wonder what other adventures and secrets awaited for her in Kuoh.
Several minutes later..
Sona arrived back home with Yoruichi in tow, making her way toward the back door. However, she was unexpectedly halted in her tracks by the presence of someone all too familiar. She let out a mental sigh as a figure came rushing toward her with arms wide open.
"So-taaaaannnnn!" The woman, exuberant, engulfed Sona in a tight hug, despite the school bag still hanging around Sona's shoulder. She narrowly evaded being ensnared completely.
"Onee-sama! What in the world are you doing here? I thought you said that the Four Maou were having a meeting!" An irate Sona exclaimed, her frustration evident in her tone. However, her older sister seemed to treat the situation with a lighthearted laugh, as if such encounters were a regular occurrence.
Meanwhile, Yoruichi endured the worst of it, finding herself sandwiched between the books and the tightness of their embraces. Though the situation didn't last long, she couldn't help but feel somewhat vexed by the encounter.
Allow me to introduce Serafall Leviathan, formerly known as Serafall Sitri. Serafall was a striking young woman who appeared to be in her late teens. She had a mane of black hair tied into twin tails, and her eyes sparkled in a vivid shade of blue. Her physique gave her a youthful appearance, but her curves, particularly her ample bust, seemed a tad too generous for her petite frame.
Serafall stood at a height of 160 cm and had a weight of 48 kg, possessing an enchanting and intriguing presence. She is usually dressed in magical girl-like clothing from a show she plays in.(Can't remember the name)
In contrast to her younger sister, Serafall was a lively and exuberant woman known for her cheerful demeanor and childlike antics. She often bestowed playful nicknames upon those close to her. However, it was important not to be misled by her playful exterior. Serafall held the esteemed position of a Maou, one of the Four Maous no less, and she took her title with the utmost seriousness. She demonstrated a remarkable ability to handle formidable situations and had the potential to unleash catastrophic destruction when necessary.
Fuck around and find out as they say. Hopefully you'll be able to see another day.
Yoruichi, ever the curious feline, used her paw to nudge the zipper open just a crack, granting her a glimpse of the newcomer who had arrived to see Sona. What she saw was Serafall in her full glory, dressed in a more casual ensemble. She wore a black skirt paired with a shirt tucked neatly into it, and layered with a striped white and pink leather jacket, an unusual fashion choice but seemingly in line with her playful personality.
Yoruichi's keen feline ears didn't miss a beat, and she overheard bits of the conversation between the two sisters. 'So that's Sona's sister, and from what I've heard, she's a Maou or demon lord,' Yoruichi mused to herself.
However, Yoruichi had not anticipated being plucked from the bag so abruptly. Sona's hands gripped her, presenting the black cat to Serafall, who let out an excited squeal before enveloping Yoruichi in a tight embrace. Yoruichi hissed and tried to scratch her way free, but Serafall seemed utterly unfazed by the feline's claws.
Sona, on the other hand, watched the situation unfold with a stoic, unamused expression. She finally intervened, addressing her sister. "Onee-sama, please release Yoruichi. She doesn't appreciate being handled in such a manner."
There was a brief pause as Yoruichi underwent another transformation, revealing her true form. This time, however, she appeared entirely naked, exposing her olive-toned skin and distinctive features to the world. The unexpected twist left the room in a state of startled silence.
Both sisters simultaneously exclaimed in shock, "Eh!?" when confronted with the sight of the naked woman in their midst. The woman responded with a smug and amused expression, her words laden with playful humor.
"What? Have you never seen a bare-naked woman before? Surely you've seen your mother in the buff~" she quipped, her laughter ringing out uncontrollably. Sona's face blushed with embarrassment while Serafall stood there amused by the 'Yokai'.
"What brings you to the Sitri household, Miss Yoruichi?" Serafall inquired, her curiosity piqued as she had already taken a liking to this intriguing newcomer.
Yoruichi replied with candor, "I was offered a place to stay in the guest house. I've been assigned to Kuoh on a mission to monitor the increasing presence of Fallen Angels. Apparently, there have been reports about it."
Serafall nodded, her surprise at not being informed evident. 'I should definitely bring this up at the next Maou meeting,' she noted to herself, making a mental note.
With a radiant smile, Serafall extended her warm welcome. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Yoruichi, and I wholeheartedly welcome you to our family." Her childlike enthusiasm shone brightly through her expression.
Yoruichi was given a guided tour of the guest house, familiarizing herself with its layout, including her room, the kitchen, and the lounge. She was informed that the bathroom lacked proper plumbing, but she could use the facilities within the main house. A few more house rules were explained to her, and she expressed her understanding and gratitude to Sona once again.
A faint blush colored Sona's cheeks as she averted her gaze, then made her exit from the guest house. "If you need anything else, just give me a call," she offered before both women exchanged a respectful bow. With that, they went their separate ways, Yoruichi now a guest in the Sitri household.
Yoruichi settled into her new single bed, which was adorned with silky-soft cream-colored blankets and pillows. Though the room wasn't overly spacious, it was more than comfortable for an average-sized bedroom. She let out a contented sigh as she nestled into one of the plush pillows, closing her eyes and allowing herself to drift off into a state of tranquility.
As she entered this serene mental realm once more, she found it transformed. The environment appeared cleaner and more orderly. Approaching the building ahead, she pushed the door open and discovered Yuuji seated at a table. He was savoring a cup filled with what seemed to be mocha tea. Upon noticing Yoruichi, he responded with a gentle, welcoming smile and pulled out a chair for her to join him.
Seated comfortably next to Yuuji, Yoruichi regarded him with a thoughtful gaze. She expressed her gratitude, saying, "I appreciate your assistance earlier. I was beginning to wonder how I would handle the situation."
Yuuji responded with a nonchalant expression, his voice calm and measured. "It's what I can do. I'm merely looking out for your well-being and best interests. By the way," he continued, "have you noticed anything different about yourself?" His question hung in the air, inviting Yoruichi to reflect on any changes or insights she might have gained from her recent experiences.
Confused by Yuuji's cryptic question, Yoruichi sought clarification. "What do you mean by that?" she asked, expecting an explanation. However, instead of providing an answer, he simply waited for her to arrive at her own realization.
As the realization dawned upon Yoruichi, she couldn't help but ponder the implications of her physical transformation. She glanced back at Yuuji and noticed that he, too, had undergone some changes. His once snow-white hair had acquired a delicate pink hue, and it had grown to just above his shoulders.
The mysterious alterations to both their appearances raised numerous questions. What could be the cause of these transformations? Yoruichi couldn't help but wonder what casusing these changes.
"Heh, I see you figured out the differences or rather the changes to yourself and I. You haven't even realised the other part of yourself-", Yuuji was interrupted by the snickering of a woman from the background. "Now now Yuuji, don't pressurise the poor child, she's only just learning about this world."
From the background, the woman who had been standing with Yuuji earlier reappeared, her laughter permeating the air. She possessed long, flowing hair that seamlessly blended shades of purple and pink, extending all the way down to her knees. Her eyes were a striking and captivating purple, encircled by a golden iris. Her slender and well-endowed figure appeared to be that of a young woman around the age of 17 or 18.
The woman was dressed in a resplendent golden-brown kimono, embellished with a Chrysanthemum pattern that adorned her elegant robe with grace and sophistication. Her presence added an aura of mystique to the already intriguing setting. What really surprised Yoruichi was her robe..it belonged to the Shihouin! Was this..this woman right in front of her..her Zanpakuto..!?
Ah, cliffhangers. How fun they are to use. Who exactly is this mysterious woman and why is she wearing the Shihouin head's robe. Well my dear readers, you will have to find that out later..in the next chapter that is.
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