The Unprecedented Yokai Hunter

All of us might have heard of stories, rumours or even myths from here and there. Some might be affiliated with demons, while some with spirits. Some of you might believe in these ‘stories’, while some of you may not. However, there is something about this concept that everyone must understand, which is their existence.      These monsters or spirits from myths are alive for a purpose but not all can see them. The few who can see them and interact with them are called the Cast. The ones who make contracts with spirits after summoning them are the Off-Cast. Finally, the Cast who decides to hunt these creatures based off the miasma they emit are called hunters/ pursuants. The hunters have their own ranks in the ‘Yokai’ realm, which is similar to ‘the underground’. They are paid for every ‘Yokai’ they hunt. The ranks of these ‘Yokai’ start from Folklore followed by grades such as C, B, A. Altho

     Coming back to why Akihiko was called a cursed child… At the age of eight, people other than his family considered Akihiko. He attended his classmate’s birthday party at their home. He was in middle school back then and studying was the least of his worries since he always stood first in everything.“Akki~!” says a small Mitsuru.“Oh! Mitsuru! I’ve come!”“Welcome. So, you’re the Akki boy that Mitsuru keeps talking about the whole day.”“Mom~!”“I’m just joking. Come on in.” says Mitsuru’s mother inviting Akihiko in their house.       Yes, you all are thinking the right thing. It was Mitsuru’s 8th birthday. Ayame was there on that day too. Only thing was that she had not awakened yet. Akihiko was way more popular than he was now. He would always find some way to ente

After a few hours, he opens his eyes and jerks up realising that he had slept off while thinking about something which he couldn’t remember since he just woke up. He looks around and then sees Ayame studying on her table. He then asks in a daze- “W-who are you?! Have you finally come for me… demon!?” “What the hell is wrong with you? First, you sleep in my room and then you wake up to say stuff like that… What is wrong with you?” and she continues to study. Thinking about the phone call he got, he gets out of bed and says in a hurry- “I’m gonna go see a doctor. I completely forgot about my nose. I need to check it.” “In the middle of the night?” “Middle of the night? How long was I sleeping?” “When I returned and entered my room thinking nobody was there… I took off a layer of my clothes then realised you were there so I changed back…” “Haha. Alright I get that I slept for a fair amount of time. Thank you and sorry for making you worry… God!” Says Akihiko while leaving the

“Do you know how to use a kitchen knife for battle?” “I know how to cook… So using the same principles…” “How are we even on the same page here?” Says Yasuhiro and sighs. Seirei was looking at a magazine with a lollipop in his mouth. Ayame confronts him and asks- “What is so interesting about the magazine?” “This magazine is from 10 years in the past. I treasure it.” “But what is it about?” “My dead parents are in here so I treasure it.” “Um… Were they models?” “No. My dad was an outstanding employee in a famous company and my mom was a normal person.” “And would you know how they met up?” “I thought girls were all sensitive about all this…” “Well, I’m a girl too and my curiosity gets the better of me.” “That’s probably the reason as to why you have idiots hang around you.” Ayame grabs on his cheeks and extends them sideways. “AHHHH! IT HURTS! I’M SORRY!” he shrieks in pain and Ayame lets go of him. “So are you up for it?” “Up for what?” he asks acting innoce

     On returning back they look outside the window. The Sun hadn’t risen yet and the clock had only moved by 6 hours. Ritsu takes his seat and says while leaning back on his chair- “If you have to either call someone like your loved ones or something like that… Go ahead. There’s little time before sunrise so make it quick.” “Why? Do they disappear in the day?” “No. They just become weaker during the day. Also, it’s a pain finding them since their size gets reduced to a ball too.”        Akihiko takes out his phone and looks through his contacts and dials his mom’s phone. After a few rings- [Hello?! Akihiko! Are you alright?! You haven’t even messaged me all this time! I was worried sick! Where are you right—] “I’m fine mom… I’m fine. So please calm down.” [I’m calm… I’m calm. As long as you are fine…] “Listen mom. You remember that day… on that night?” [Of co