Toyotomi

Toyotomi

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Ancient Japan everything around is full of life, people here did not know what grief was until one moment...until creatures appeared, ranging from the most vile to the very attractive...but very dangerous.
Toyotomi is a famous samurai, his name was known by many because of how dedicated he was to his cause and how cold-blooded he was. Toyotomi's job was obvious - kill creatures. And it was on one of those nights that he saw Honey. Honey - graceful, beautiful and cunning fox, or to be more precise, kitsune. At that moment when their eyes involuntarily met it was as if some kind of spark passed between them, and when Toyotomi was about to take out his katana, Honey simply disappeared. But from that time on, the image of Honey settled in Toyotomi's thoughts for a long time...was it love? Unlikely. Rather, it was some kind of strange attraction to this immutability and beauty.
Several months have passed since then, another mission, another night. Toyotomi wandered through the dense forest, listening to the silence and only occasionally the faint rustle of leaves from the wind, but at one point Toyotomi noticed something, some lights ahead of him, in the thick of the forest. Without thinking twice, Toyotomi headed there, it felt like he was doing it unconsciously, but he seemed to know who might be there and he was not mistaken. Coming closer and standing behind one of the trees so that he could not be seen, Toyotomi began to observe. There was some kind of temple in front of him, it was quite beautiful around and there were small lamps around the perimeter and in the center of it all stood Honey, sweetly talking to pairs of priestesses, at least that's what Toyotomi thought until he saw the tails of these priestesses. Toyotomi just stood and watched as if he was waiting for the moment and that moment came, the other kitsune left and Honey was left alone then Toyotomi quietly took a step forward, holding the hilt of the katana.