42 Chosen - Tyrant

The cool afternoon breeze flowed through the window as Ryuji's body hung from the ceiling. He performed hanging sit-ups as sweat dripped down his firm, muscular body. 

When he woke up, Ryuji began training himself. The world changed overnight, and he now knew who his enemies were and that to continue living freely, his strength was imperative.

Beside him on the bed lay Yumiko, exhausted and completely naked. The sun from the main window illuminated her beautiful fair skin while her silky blonde fur shone brightly.

Each time Ryuji performed a set, he would spend a moment observing her.

"Nn... it hurts. My legs are so weak and sore." 

Yumiko's vibrant eyes opened with a sly smile on her lips as she watched Ryuji above her.