𝒀/𝑵'𝒔 𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚: 𝒀𝒖𝒋𝒊, 𝑴𝒚 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏

Episode I: The Culling Threat

(The Utahime I showed in the photo has brown hair and blue eyes so just assume that she has green eyes and black hair.)

"Within every curse lies a chance for redemption."

Utahime POV:

I'm Taiyara Utahime, 15, with black hair and piercing green eyes. Fifteen years have passed since my rebirth, and now it's 2014.

As daybreak cast its golden glow, I stood in the garden, exhausted. My laboured breathing echoed through the crisp morning air: "Huhhhhh... Huhhhh..." Thirty minutes of nonstop jogging had taken its toll.

Kitsune's concerned voice cut through my fatigue, "You should take a break. Thirty minutes nonstop jogging is enough."

I dismissed his worry with a casual swing of my arm, "Nah, I'm fine. I need to push myself to become stronger, for Y/N's sake." My tone was nonchalant, but my eyes burned with determination.

Kitsune cautioned, "Don't overexert yourself." I chuckled, thinking he worried too much.
But then, his tone shifted. The fox emerged from my body, its cursed energy swirling around us. Kitsune whispered in a hushed, menacing tone, "I'm bound by Y/N's words to keep you safe... or else."

My carefree demeanour shattered. Nervousness trapped me, like being locked in a windowless chamber. Anxiety crept in, suffocating me.

In that moment, I realized my training wasn't just about strength, but survival. Y/N's safety depended on it.

Kitsune POV:

As Kitsune, I delighted in instilling fear in Utahime, my new vessel. But my amusement ended when a 12-year-old boy accidentally brushed against her.

I sensed a cursed object, awakening a fear I thought I'd long overcome.

"Something's off, vessel," I growled, hiding my unease.

Utahime's curiosity mixed with fear. "What do you mean?"

I snapped, "You didn't sense him? You're pathetically weak."

She admitted, "I felt something, but I don't know what."

My voice barely above a whisper, I confessed, "It's the finger."

Utahime's eyes widened in dread. "Do you think... it's his finger...?" she stammered.I nodded curtly.

Instinct drove me to follow the boy. "Trail him," I ordered Utahime.

She obeyed, and we pursued the boy, my unease growing.

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