Chapter 15: Yuuto's Post-Battle Thoughts

Riser's gaze fixated on the jagged scar that marred his once unblemished skin, a visible reminder of the vicious attack he had endured at the hands of none other than Yuuto. He couldn't help but smirk at the memory, admiring the skill and precision his adversary had displayed in inflicting such a wound upon him.

"He cut my soul, no wonder," Riser mused to himself, marveling at the depth of Yuuto's prowess. Without hesitation, he reached for the Phoenix Tears he had stashed away, knowing their potent healing properties would mend his wounded soul and, with any luck, erase the scar from his body.

To his surprise, however, the mystical liquid did not affect his disfiguring wound, leaving him puzzled and frustrated. "It heals my soul but not my scar for some reason," Riser grumbled, the enigma of his failed attempt at self-repair gnawing at him.

Perplexed, he turned to Yubelluna, seeking her insight on the matter. "What do you mean by he cut my soul, Riser-sama?" she inquired, her curiosity piqued by his cryptic statement.

"Simply put, Rias Knight, Yuuto Kiba possesses the ability to sever a person's soul using the sword he created with his Sacred Gear," Riser explained matter-of-factly, impressed despite himself by the sheer audacity of his rival's technique.

Concerned for his well-being, Yubelluna pressed further, "Are you hurt?" Even though she could see no apparent harm to his physical form, she couldn't help but worry about the toll such a grievous wound might have taken on his psyche.

Riser, ever the stoic, dismissed her concerns with a wave of his hand. "I'm fine, my dear, but this scar will be a permanent reminder of our encounter," he replied, running his fingers over the rough, uneven surface of his scar.

Deep down, however, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to Yuuto's sword than met the eye, and he resolved to uncover the truth behind its mysterious power at all costs.

.....

« Yuuto Pov »

"Yawn"

My body aches like never before, and even the slightest movement sends a sharp pain shooting through my muscles. Nevertheless, I am relieved that I was able to overcome the challenge at hand, despite the toll it took on me.

I owe a debt of gratitude to Sasaki Kojirou for his technique, without which I may have ended up in a coma. It is clear that my own techniques were inadequate, relying on a flawed version of Kaioken that could have destroyed me if not for its limited efficacy.

Combining the flawed Kaioken with the imperfect Tsubame Gaeshi only exacerbated my physical strain, leaving me vulnerable and exposed. A deep sigh escapes my lips as I reflect on the recklessness of my approach.

This experience has been a wake-up call for me, a reminder that my overconfidence and lack of preparation could have had catastrophic consequences. To avoid such a scenario in the future, I must invest in a wider arsenal of weapons and techniques.

Despite the physical toll, the fight has helped me forge a closer bond with my Zanpakuto, and I feel that my Demonic Energy has grown considerably. It is a small consolation for the pain I am enduring, but I am grateful for any improvement I can muster.

I began reflecting on my mistakes, I can't help but feel a sense of unease in the pit of my stomach. The fact that I barely escaped with my life is a stark reminder of the danger that lies ahead.

But at the same time, I am filled with a renewed sense of determination. I am more determined than ever to become stronger and better prepared for the challenges that lie ahead.

I resolve to redouble my training efforts and seek out new techniques and strategies to add to my arsenal. I am determined to become a force to be reckoned with, not just in my own world but in any world, I may find myself in.

Suddenly, a vision of pure beauty enters my chamber, and behold it is none other than my beloved girlfriend Akeno, draped in purple, sheer sleepwear. My eyes are immediately drawn to her mesmerizing form, but alas, my body is too beaten and battered to respond in kind.

She moves towards me with an unmistakably seductive gait and crawls onto the bed, arousing my senses and making my body tingle with excitement. However, my current condition prevents me from enjoying this moment fully, and the pain is almost unbearable.

As I lay there helpless, Akeno notices the obvious discomfort and teases me playfully, causing a reaction that only exacerbates my agony.

"You seem rather eager, my love," she purrs, her voice dripping with desire. She then gently touches my face and tenderly brushes my hair aside, revealing the extent of my injuries.

Despite my condition, Akeno is undeterred and decides to take matters into her own hands. With a devious smirk on her face, she unbuttons my pants and pulls down my undergarments, revealing my swollen member, which pulsates with both pleasure and pain.

Undeterred, Akeno proceeds to tease and caress me, slowly building up the tension and sending shivers of delight down my spine. Her touch is electrifying, and my body responds accordingly, swelling and throbbing with a newfound desire.

With a final flourish, Akeno ties up her hair, revealing her long, slender neck and delicate features. "I can hardly wait to taste you," she whispers, as she leans in to take me in her mouth, igniting a fire within me that burns brighter than any pain I have ever known.

.....

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside the window. I turn my head to see Akeno sleeping soundly beside me, her hair tousled and her body draped across mine.

I smile at the sight, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. This woman is my everything, my reason for living, and I know that I will do anything to make her happy.

As I lay there, lost in thought, Akeno stirs beside me, her eyes fluttering open. She smiles at me, her expression soft and tender, and I feel my heart skip a beat.

"Good morning," she says, her voice still husky with sleep.

"Good morning, my love," I reply, my voice filled with emotion.

We spend the morning in bed, cuddling and enjoying each other's company. As we lay there, I run my fingers through Akeno's silky hair, marveling at the way it feels against my skin. She rests her head on my chest, listening to the steady rhythm of my heartbeat, and I know that at this moment, we are truly at peace.