Just a quick little YKW novel that I wrote some time ago, and that I thought would be interesting to share.
This novel contains some gore scenes that could shock sensible readers.
At that hour, in the royal palace, a silhouette still stood out among the exotic plants, motionless, in front of the carp pond.
《 Little ones ! Come to see Enma ! My, my, look how beautiful you are today !》
His beautiful copper angel eyes assiduously gazed at the tricolor fish, nonchalantly swimming long, wide and crosswise around the pond, in search of their midday snacks. He hardly knew why, but his childlike soul always caught up with him when he would gather in these gardens, even after crossing the age of 25, and so many years of reign.
《 God, I'm really fed up with these oni and their surprise visits... and to think that Nurari is still with them... 》
Simply dwelling on the events was sufficient to give him a headache. Between a drunk Shutendoji unable to hold on his chair, Douketsu having put himself in mind to transform the living room into an exercise of gym, and Nurarihyon getting lost with all this commotion, this unexpected arrival revealed itself quite eventful.
《 And this Shutendoji with its sake... what took Nurari to drink so much of it ?! He knows too well this guy isn't sane !》
With these words, he sat on a fake roc and began to wait for his adviser.
《 Nurari..... hurry up ! If only Kaira was here... 》
As he indulged in his juvenile daydreams to the clear sound of water, he felt a familiar presence wrapping his arms around his neck, a long silver hair inundating his body, and a soft voice whispering in his ear :
《 Oh, Enma... if only you knew... ! 》
Not knowing what to do, he remained motionless, frozen with fear and incomprehension, unable to utter a word.
- Enma, my dear... if you only knew how much I love you... !
- B-but what does all of this mean ?! Explain yourself at once ! 》
His sudden panic gave way to a leaden silence, seeming to freeze this moment for a few seconds. Then his reason struck him.
《Nurari ?! Is that you ? It's you, isn't it ? He asked, not being able to turn his head. The silence that followed his question seemed endless. But finally...
- Yes... it is me ! But how did you...
- Your hair, perhaps ? Or your tunic ?
- Oh.... I see... he said in a sigh. 》
The minutes that followed were light, and went faster than the wind. One lazily leaning against the arm of the other, tightening his embrace even more passionately.
《 Ouch ! You are very kind, Nurari... but you don't have to hold me that tight, you know ? I'm not going anywhere !
- I hope so... he said, leaning on his sovereign.
- No, but.... s-seriously, if you could let go off of me.... you're really hurting me right now ! You should stop drinking Shutendoji's alcohol ! 》
But he seemed to waste his breath, so much so that the sake seemed to make him take on a second nature. For as time went on, Nurarihyon would tighten his embrace, starting to make Enma feel worse and worse.
《 Aaaaah y-you're strangling me ! Stop it, N-
- But I will lose you, if I let you go..... don't leave me, Enma... not now ! 》
The poor monarch didn't know what to do anymore, yielding every second a little more to panic. His body began to feel heavier as he trembled and his breathing became weaker by the seconds, while the weight of his counsellor made him dangerously lean his head close to the water of the basin.
《 N-Nurari ! I'm serious ! Let me go right now ! He articulated between two suffocations.
- NURARI, WE'RE GOING TO FALL INTO THE FREAKING LAKE !! HELP US !!!
- No, I don't think so...
His vision was now completely blurred, and his voice almost extinguished by his unheard cries for help.
《 Nurari....... why are you...
- I'm not "Nurari", as you say. The Nurari you knew past away not so long ago ! 》
Nurarihyon lifted up his hair and revealed his true nature to his superior, about to pass out.
《 But who...... who are you?!
- I am the cause of death of your adviser. Oh, and also your, by the way !
Suddenly, his head was violently grabbed and smashed against the floor of the basin. Foolishly trying to struggle, he heard the sentence that would seal his fate.
《 Hasta la vista, Daio-Sama! 》
One then violently plunged his head into the bottom of the lake, his face scraping hard the decorative rubble in a total silence. His cries for help muffled by the weight of the water, were also his last. He impregnated himself of the surrounding liquid, and took advantage of the last moments he had left to admire these magnificent aquatic creatures in all their details. At last, his breath extincted, his eyes slowly faded away, and his face froze, not without performing a last smile to his eternal aquatic companions as a farewell. With one hand on the neck of the deceased, the murderer hastened to remove his tricks, blood on his hands.
《 Well, here's a good thing done !
- Is it good, Shutendoji ? Did you end up drowning him ?
- Yes, finally ! I was dying, under these tunic and hair !
- I told you there was no need to kill the advisor just for that ! Now we have a bald and naked corpse to hide somewhere !
- It's okay, Douketsu, the princess will take care of it ! She will be the new ruler of the Yomakai, after all ! Come on, we're done with our mission, let's get out of here ! 》
