This chapter should have been uploaded yesterday but I slept before uploading and forgot.
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The Nine-Tailed Fox lay sprawled dramatically, resting atop said guy was Hulk, snoring loudly like a giant green ball of muscles, and Bulk the Iron Golem, who sat motionless yet somehow radiated the vibe of a content boulder.
Kurama growled, low and grumbly, "Tch. If I weren't a noble, enlightened yokai… (he wasn't) I would have absolutely kicked your leafy-green butt," he muttered, glaring sideways at Hulk.
He paused. Blinked.
Hulk snored in response and drooled on Kurama's tail fluff.
"Blasphemy," Kurama whispered, offended but too tired to move him. Just then, Bulk, the gentle iron block, turned to Kurama and silently held out a slightly dented iron ingot—like a peace offering from Minecraft Diplomacy 420.
Kurama scoffed.
"Hmph! Bulk, you're lucky you are one of the Boss's... entertainment gro—ahem, hero group members," he said, dramatically fluffing his tails as if to reclaim dignity that was never lost.
Totally not because their three-way brawl almost vaporized half the forest and his tea collection, from the side, his devoted yokai maidens, dressed in traditional garb and sparkly accessories, nodded with teary admiration.
"Kurama-sama is truly divine,"
"His mercy shines brighter than the sun,"
"Fluff is supreme."
One of them even held up a hand-painted banner that read #1 Fox of Peace.
Kurama coughed and pretended not to blush. "Ahem. Of course. As a wise and benevolent being… I spared them. For the sake of harmony."
Hulk shifted in his sleep and let out a "Smash…" in his dream.
Kurama hissed. "Keep dreaming, greenie."
Bulk offered another iron ingot.
"…Hmph, don't expect that I will let you in onsen,"
Suddenly, the scene shifts to Kurama in his majestic humanoid form, tall, regal, with flowing crimson hair and nine ethereal tails that shimmered with smugness. Kurama was conducting what was supposed to be a spiritual tour.
Supposed to be.
"This," he said, gesturing proudly with a paper fan, "is the ancient path of serenity, walked only by the most disciplined of yokai monks—"
CRASH!
He turned around just in time to see Hulk, in a clumsy worn kimono, shoveling grilled rice cakes, dango, fried tofu, and literally an entire octopus-on-a-stick into his mouth like a starving beast in a buffet-themed apocalypse.
"FOOD! Good! More!"
Villagers screamed in horror as stalls collapsed like dominos.
Kurama's brow twitched twitched. "He's eating enlightenment…"
Meanwhile, Bulk, the Iron Golem, had secretly to the village's sacred Yokai Onsen of Rejuvenation, which was powered by coals and enchantment bottles. Technically, no metal-based beings should even approach it.
But there Bulk was—half-submerged, steaming like a teapot, arms raised like he was praising the hot springs. Sparkles floated around him.
"Relaxing," he declared, somehow.
The onsen started bubbling dangerously. The enchantments cried and Kuram's fan snapped in half.
"I give up." He said, and with that, he stormed back to his towering shrine palace, to the Fluff Numbers, a respectable and totally professional group where he handled vital matters of governance, surrounded by his doting fluffmaidens.
Definitely not scandalous.
Currently, he was in a serious discussion atop his enormous, silky bed with Sashara, a lamia yokai in a sheer kimono, as they reviewed "village morale metrics" and "tail conditioning treatments."
"Sashara, tell me truly… does my tenth tail look less divine today?"
"Kurama-sama… it looks transcendent," she whispered.
Just as Kurama was preparing to demonstrate his Tenth Thrust of Magnificence.
BOOM!
A dimensional ripple exploded at the Hidden Village's gate and dramatic music is played as a new set of intruders entered
Agamotto, eating a cotton candy made by God-Queen of Heliopolis.
Oinky, a celestial pig merchant with a monocle and top hat, riding a cloud that occasionally burped fire.
Fin Fang Foom, mildly confused, wearing a sunhat, trying to vlog the experience for "FoomTube."
Sun Wukong, the Monkey King himself, Kurama's eternal prankster rival, twirling his staff like a baton and grinning ear to ear.
And, trailing behind reluctantly:
Doctor Strange looked very much like a man who deeply regretted his choices.
"Let me get this straight," Strange muttered to himself. "I jumped across multiverses just to visit the guy who created the magic system, and the Monkey King, who is somehow his babysitter, drags me along with whatever they are doing because my cape is cool?"
Wukong smirked, "Of course! You are my favorite magician with a goatee. Besides, Kurama owes me a jar of moonlight jam."
Back in the palace, Kurama's ears twitched.
He slowly sat up, eyes glowing red, tails flaring behind him like divine wings. "…He's here."
Sashara backed away, "Who, Kurama-sama?"
Kurama's face turned dark.
"The Monkey."
The dramatic music continues as if a shonen battle is about to take place.
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Kurama stood in front of his Fluff Palace, arms crossed, nine golden crimson tails billowing like Superman's cape.
"...Where in the Nether is that music coming from?" he asked, glancing around like a paranoid stage actor.
Behind a tree, a random yokai was furiously playing a guitar.
"Don't stop! This is your introduction fight scene!" shouted a floating signboard labeled "Director: Wukong".
Kurama snarled.
Meanwhile—
Oinky, dressed like a jewel appraiser attending a mafia gala, waddled toward Kurama. His monocle sparkled with intensity. His coat buttons screamed under tension like they were pulling what Thor did in Infinity War.
He sniffed the Iron Ingot in Kurama's table, narrowed his eyes, and muttered, "Hm. Possibly rare. Possibly cursed. Possibly breakfast."
Then bit it.
And regretted.
Clang! As his few teeth committed suicide.
Foom, in the background, had his dragon-sized smartphone mounted to his horn and was livestreaming with intense whisper-commentary on FoomTube.
"WORLD'S STRONGEST BEAST BATTLE: Herobrine's Top Dogs Duke it Out! (Clickbait But Worth It). Featuring Yours the Monkey King and Supreme Heavenly Emperor. Obviously, not stronger than me. Obviously," he said while blocking Kurama and Wukong from watching the stream.
Agamotto had locked eyes on the most mesmerizing sight he had ever beheld Kurama's tails as he stopped eating his candy.
He pointed with sticky fingers still covered in magical candy goop. "They're like… Bastiel's belly if it became a cloud… that purrs."
He reached out via a portal Kurama's ears twitched again as a small hand appeared out of nowhere behind his tail.
Doctor Strange, meanwhile, was finally breathing a sigh of relief as he spotted Hulk, floating midair in full lotus pose above a koi pond.
The pond fish were floating too. Upside down.
"...Is he achieving enlightenment?" Strange blinked.
"No," said a passing yokai. "He mistook our chili dumplings for gummies, now he is about to explode,"
Strange nodded solemnly.
"Checks out."
At that moment, Sun Wukong appeared behind Kurama in a puff of golden smoke, clapped him on the back like an old drinking buddy, and laughed.
"Oh come on, Flufflord! You're not still mad about the time I glued ramen to your tails and convinced the village they were sacred offerings, right?"
Kurama didn't respond. He simply pointed to the sky at a floating board, [THE GREAT HEROBRINE FLUFF GAMES], clearly unaware of the small hand nearing dangerously to his tail.
Shonen BGM intensifies.
Kurama's tails formed a circle in the air as a glowing sign appeared:
"Friendship will be questioned. Pride will be lost. Snacks will be spilled."
Everyone cheered.
Except Doctor Strange. "I was simply drinking my tea,"
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Guys any ideas what should be done in Fluff Games???