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Yoruichi bounced between branches, unusually as she kept her spear balance on one foot until she eventually started to see the clearing, the shifting between the overly green grass and the upcoming decay and deathly landscape. Yoruichi swiftly landed on the decayed grass, the crunching of the black leaves that littered the ground filled her twitching fox-ears. The Muramasa swiftly jerked her foot upward, the spear spinning horizontally, diagonally, and eventually penetrating the ground in a slight diagonal landing.

Yoruichi glanced at Makoto for a brief moment, the method she had used to repress his chakra wouldn't last long and the damage was done to his body was far beyond what she could properly heal over. The young Muramasa slowly and carefully walked forward towards the Cabin, the same Cabin that her Senpai had occupied and the same man that she was hoping would have the capability to revert Makoto's condition.... But to help out with protecting Keishi? Such a thing she couldn't really consider.

The door slowly creaked open as Yoruichi pushed it open with her right foot, peering through the gap slowly she managed to spot the individual she was searching for. Silver short-hair in a rather messy style, casual military-ish fashion clothing with a sort of Fox-themed mouth-mask. The male sat down on a brown couch within the Cabin and accompanied by a small light-brown fox. Yoruichi's eyes widen with excitement and joy, the individual she was searching for was present and despite his expression of ill-interest, she immediately opened the door and carried Makoto inside as she proclaimed the situation that had previously occurred.

Nagitsuki guided Yoruichi into the guest bedroom, the same bedroom that was once previously utilized by her. The furniture still retains a hint of her theme, the bed sheets designed with an illustration of what appeared to be a Comic-book Hero. Yoruichi gently placed Makoto on the bed as she turned her attention to Nagitsuki, the events that had occurred was explained to him but his interest behind the attackers reasoning and the overall relationship between Makoto and Mazin didn't show, after all, that was only natural. Instead, the male only sought to perform the assistance that Yoruichi had requested of him.

The fix was simple, Makoto's body was in tatters both externally and internally and from what Yoruichi said and from what he could perceive with the visual display of Chakra, this was likely being further hindered by some sort of overload of Chakra. Simple enough to fix. The male placed his right hand on Makoto's sternum and with a gentle glow, the effect that had occurred to his body within the day was reverted, the only exception being the Corruption that had taken hold of his arm. The Overloading of Chakra, something that Yoruichi denoted to be due to some sort of Kekkei Genkai was simply sealed up in a manner similar to his Cloak repressing his Chakra.

Nagitsuki glanced back at Yoruichi who expression relief at the recovering Fumihiko, once his job was done the man exited the room and returned to the first floor leaving Yoruichi, who now sat down beside Makoto's bed, with the now recovering Fumihiko.

( ❃ )x▀▄x Nagitsuki Muramasa
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Yoruichi eyes drifted back to Makoto at the first sign of consciousness returning, recovery was as expected when coming from someone like her Senpai, yet still, there were things that as a medical individual she needed to confirm before having Makoto strain himself more than necessary. The Muramasa quickly rushed towards Makoto and placing her hands on the Fumihiko's shoulder, gently pushing him back down onto the bed as to prevent him from rising too fast or too suddenly.


"Please, relax, It's okay, you're safe now."


Yoruichi spoke with tones of reassurance, she needed him to remain calm and to not elevate his heart rate or causing any abnormality. With her hand on Makoto's shoulder, she slowly lowered it down and resting her right hand just above the location of his heart. Muramasa noted Makoto's words, remaining and maintaining a sense of calmness about her was necessary not only in her job but part of her training.... Yet she still felt emotions that her Senpai had sought to burn away from within her, fear, hesitance, self-doubt.... She couldn't keep her confidence during a battle even against individuals of equal and or greater strength...


"It's....Something that I've been trained in, but... Remaining calm isn't as easy... But, don't apologize it was my fault for not being strong enough to protect us."


Her tone was gentle, she couldn't really help but blame herself for being unable to protect Makoto or defeating the opponent she had to decide to face... Her weakness was unacceptable in her path to becoming a Hero. A gentle sigh left her lips as she reassured herself of Makoto's recovery, her Fox-ears twitching at the sound of upcoming footsteps, her eyes drifting to the door as Nagitsuki entered through.

His expression was stern and cold even while equipping his fox-mouth mask. A small fox followed immediately afterward, hopping from his leg, back, right shoulder, and eventually landing on the male silver head. A gentle yip escaping which was followed by the standard gekkering. Nagitsuki copper eyes shifted from Yoruichi and straight towards Makoto as he walked into the guest bedroom, leaving the door open behind him as he tossed a sheathed katana horizontally towards Makoto.


"You've recovered, that seal should keep your chakra under control until you decide to remove it on your own will... Once it is gone, consider it gone for good."


Nagitsuki eyes returned back to Yoruichi who had stood up straight from her Senpai's return. She seemed a bit calmer but her expression did show worry and disappointment.


"I'm disappointed in you, losing a fight against a Traitor? Yet you call yourself a Muramasa. Regardless, grab your s**t, grab your friend, and get out."


Yoruichi eyes lowered from her Senpai's words, she knew it was true regardless of whatever effort she tried in defending her position. Glancing back at Makoto though, she recalled the things that Mazin and his companion had mentioned and even though she had placed her trust on that individual from earlier....


"W-Wait, but what about Keishi? We could use whatever help we can get if those guys are plotting something big!"


Nagitsuki's eyes sharpened with a stern glare that caused Yoruichi to flinch as if she was facing some sort of malevolent Demon that had spawned inside of the Cabin.


"We've been over this, I call little to those of Keishi, protect them yourselves as I won't be offering any assistance to them and their unethical citizens....Now. Get. Out."

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( ❃ )x▀▄x Nagitsuki Muramasa
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Nagitsuki's brow bent inward causing Yoruichi's eyes to widen along with physically causing her body to react with a slight flinch. This wasn't in response to rage of some innert Killing Intent, she just knew whenever her Senpai was growing either irritated or serious during certain topics or events, and this? This was one of them. While they were both within the same Clan, Yoruichi knew little if nothing about Nagitsuki's involvement in their clan, much of her clan, in fact, was mysterious to her along with her childhood... She knew bits here and there, small information here and there, but overall, she was just an orphan after all.


"If you're inquiring about my name, speak to me and not my disappointment of a Student. The name is Muramasa Nagitsuki, as for my issues with the people of Keishi, that remains my own and I can surely protect my home far better than you can protect yourself."


Nagitsuki gave Makoto a final glance before turning to face the door, halfway through and with his back still facing the two individuals inside, the male turned his head towards Makoto before speaking once more.


"That weapon, if you are to lose it, rest assured that I will come and take something of equal value from you. If you can not even keep objects safe, you're not fit to yield them... I guess the same can be said for your body. Lose the sword and you lose an arm. You have five minutes to leave or else, that is final."


The door was closed with a loud slam which was immediately followed by Yoruichi's body dropping to the ground on her knees, her palms pressed against the ground as she started to rapidly breathe. Those gentle Fox-ears dangling down signifying the sadness she felt, the weakness, and disappointment.... The least she could do was preventing herself from crying, it was the very least.


"I've cowered from too many things.... I'm shouldn't be surprised with what he had said."

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A real... Hero? Yoruichi glanced at Makoto for a brief moment, she understood his care and sympathy, it was only natural for someone like him but she herself couldn't view herself as a Real Hero, even with her failures being the building blocks behind greater feats. Eyes returned back to the ground before she slowly stood back up and collected herself, she wasn't entirely doing this with the mindset of reclaiming the pride she once had, but instead because she knew that she couldn't leave Makoto by himself.

Yoruichi followed behind Makoto, making sure to retrieve her spear from where she had placed it. Her expression remained calm despite hiding away at her disappointment and sorrow, she knew that she had to reclaim her sense of self before returning to Keishi.... After all they had much bigger things to potentially deal with down the line.

Three Months, Yoruichi had spent those three-months relentlessly training with Nagitsuki to hone her skill and even further master her Dojutsu, its awakening was only ever recent but with this, she might just be able to perform much to what Nagitsuki sought. Quite a few things had changed since that day, the more noticeable change is the lack of a pink coloration in Yoruichi's hair, now a more indigo coloring with the reasoning being something that Yoruichi currently refused to answer even to her Teacher. The male didn't entirely care seeing how his student capabilities were showing improvement.

The faint and distant sound of movement caught Yoruichi's attention, the young Muramasa was perched on the railing of the front porched with her spear lodged into the ground just behind her. Muramasa had immediately identified the individuals off in the distance, Makoto and his accompanying Fumihiko clansman, she was aware of his position but to be escorted here was abit... Much in Yoruichi's own internal book, but she couldn't resent such a thing.

With the approaching male, Yoruichi provided her greetings as she remained on the wooden railing. Her head peered over towards the Cabin's wooden door, Nagitsuki was present inside and Yoruichi wasn't entirely sure what he was doing at the moment due to her being outside for the entire time, in honesty, she too was waiting for Nagitsuki's appearance. For the past Three Month she's been training here but Nagitsuki's behavior hadn't really changed much.



Mere moments after Yoruichi's words, the Cabin door opened up to reveal the familiar small fox emerging out with a rather cheerful expression and trodding movement. A few inches behind the small animal was Nagitsuki in his usual attire, a single unsheathed katana was being held in his right hand, the male's eyes drifted towards Makoto without remotely acknowledging Yoruichi's presence.



Through the lower-face fox-mask, Nagitsuki's words slipped with clear and malice intentions. The gentle small fox returned besides Nagitsuki's left foot as it rested itself against its masters side, Yoruichi's head dropped slightly to face the small creature before providing it a gentle smile, an action that was returned with the creature simply blinking before quickly sticking its small pink tongue out and back in.

Movement like a calm wind, no resistance, subtle without increase of aggression of intention. Nagitsuki's action was quick to the point they were nearly blinding from such a short distance, there was a skill-gab difference between the two present individual and Nagitsuki's own skill revolved around what he held in his hand; Kenjutsu. Whether or not Makoto had moved, assuming he held such capability to perceive such rapid movement from such a short-distance, Nagitsuki's blade would be pressed directly against Makoto's neck from the right. The sharp and cold steel pressed against his exposed flesh to the point that any subtle movement would draw blood.

Yoruichi who stood on the side watched with shock, she had trained herself and perception had always been her thing, but even she was slightly fearful at approaching or even intervening in her Senpai's action. Instead, with an expression of pure shock, Yoruichi held her hands out in front of her as if pleading for Nagitsuki to not harm Makoto. Their faces were close and Yoruichi knew well that Nagitsuki would more than likely start a fight, she really couldn't let that happen.



Nagitsuki's eyes remained strictly focused on Makoto's own, the intention behind his actions were clear to the point that, had Makoto continued on with his, as Nagitsuki internally called it, big-boy-attitude, then the young Fumihiko would swiftly find himself kicked back several meters along with a shallow cut across his throat. While entirely non-lethal, the assault would further clarify the level of attitude that Nagitsuki requested, no, demanded from those who approached him.



Nagitsuki's eyes drifted towards Yoruichi with a sharp glare that caused her to briefly flinch in response, assuming Makoto's re-understanding of the individual in front of him, Nagitsuki would drop his blade before returning by his side. The young fox remained stationary by his side seemingly unaffected by the aforementioned event brought on by Nagitsuki's personality traits.