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“Come on!” Yuka shouted, when she noticed around, and noticed me standing still.

Slowly, I began to walk over to Yuka, apprehensive about what was about to happen.

“What do you want to try first? Flying, or your power?” Yuka spoke quickly.

I hesitated for a moment, “Uh, it’s alright, we’ll do it another time.”

“You can’t decide? I will then…” Yuka interrupted, “Flying then.”

Oh god.

Yuka turned sideways and thought for a moment, “Now, I would say that… desperation would be a good catalyst, no?” Yuka grinned at me.

“I think I’ll pass.” I quickly spoke.

Yuka began laughing to herself quietly, as I backed off.

Ah hell.

Turning around, I found myself face to face with an oversized flower, spinning viciously in the air.

You’ve gotta be kidding.

“Er, you’re not really going to attack me with that, are you, Yuka?” I spoke, hesitantly.

Yuka’s grin just turned menacing, “I’d start flying if I were you.”

Quickly, I closed my eyes, and tried to concentrate on flying, taking off from the ground, trying to tap into some source of energy I never knew of. But it didn’t work at all, all it did was make me open my eyes, and see the flower moving towards me.


Relying on my natural reaction, I turned in the other direction and ran away from it, occasionally trying to trigger a way to fly.

Yuka’s slightly psychotic laughing rung behind me, “That’s not right, I said fly! Not run!”

Spinning around as I run, I noticed the sunflower had obtained quite a lot of acceleration.

Run faster, run faster!

Unfortunately, so did the flower, gaining more and more speed as I ran faster. With the flower only a few metres away, I closed my eyes and concentrated hard, determined to fly and leapt as high as I could.

But that didn’t work, landing awkwardly on the floor I looked up to see the flower before I felt an impact and blacked out immediately.

As I began to notice myself thinking again, my mind thought of the events that just passed.

Oh yeah, that flower.

As I lay there, I felt the wind blowing against me; obviously I was still in the field.

Feels quite nostalgic, hopefully I don’t get kicked this time.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for me to force open my eyes revealing a blue sky, and a few flowers swaying around me. Sitting up, I noticed I hadn’t been moved an inch from where I fell, and there was no sign of Yuka either.

“Oh great, she just about killed me, and then left me for dead.” I mumbled. “How nice of her.”

My muttering was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind me.

Oh hell.

Yuka laughed again, “You really are a weakling.”

“I think we established that a while ago.” I spoke quietly, rubbing my head having noticed a headache.

“It only took one flower to knock you out cold… for two hours.” Yuka grinned, obviously enjoying the torment.

I paused for a moment, “I didn’t fly by any chance, and just don’t remember, did I?”

“The only flying you did was from the impact of that flower smashing into you.” The flower youkai spoke, as she lightly kicked my arm, which did little but fall back without much feeling.

I waited a moment, before the realisation hit me, “What the hell! You broke my arm?!” In my head, I went over that sentence and how odd it sounded, especially from someone who was human a few days ago.

Yuka’s evil grin continued, “Not my problem. It’ll mend, I’m sure.”

Picking myself up with my other arm, I picked up my limb, broken arm and struggled to tuck it inside my shirt, to act as a very poor, almost useless sling, much to the confusion of Yuka.

“What are you trying to do?” She asked.

“Support my arm, to help it heal faster.” I explained quickly.

Yuka playfully, but powerfully hit my broken arm, “You’re a youkai, you don’t need to do stuff like that. It’ll be fixed in no time!”

Not if you keep hitting it like that.

Yuka reached into her pocket and pulled out a watch, looked at it for a moment before placing it back. “Now, stop messing around and come on, it’s time to head to the shrine.”

What a successful lesson, no flying, no magic or anything, just a chance to be cannon fodder.

With very little choice, I did nothing but follow her.

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