The morning was surprisingly cold, even in this hour I can see a slight haze. I guess it's not noon yet, so I decided to take a walk around the house.
I heard shouts from afar in the garden. The shout seemed so energetic it picked my interest.
And there I found a bare-chested fox, swinging his wooden sword back and forth, who happened to be my bodyguard.
I didn't think I should miss that view. While he wasn't muscularly built, I could see his though posture. His gut wasn't something easily to be punched, as if it was made from steel. And his firm chest, anybody knows that he was still in his prime condition.
It was a feat for me, watching him training like that in this temperature. Steam came out from his muzzle, and I can see he was sweating. Seemed he had trained for an hour or so. I couldn't take away my eyes off of him, looking forward firmly.
And then he realized that I was watching him, intently.
"Good morning, Young Master. I see you're awake,"
"Morning, Shimura. Trying to keep in shape, I see?"
"Oh, pardon the noise," he's blushed. So cute.
"I don't mind," I answered.
"I'm just doing a little training. Must not let my skill rust, right?"
"With that wooden sword?" I teased.
He laughed.
"My sword has been sheathed for a long time. It has been a while since the battle, you know...,"
I smiled. Yeah, I knew he was one of the soldier in the legendary war long time ago. He seemed not like it, but he aged more than he looked.
In this more peaceful era though, his beloved weapon would have been taken away if he was caught red-handed using it. Nonetheless, he still accepted the job to guard me all this time.
"You think you're getting rusty, Old Man?"
"I dunno, Young Master. May be an ippon can decide it?"
I smirked.
"Gimme ten minutes for a warming-up, okay?"
He chuckled, "A real battle wouldn't have given you a ten minutes,"
"Oh for the love of Amaterasu! Just finish your count, Ren! Then we talk!"
I'm taking my own wooden sword.
He smiled and continued his training.
I couldn't count how many days have passed since we were being refugees and walked the land together, separated from my glorious family.
But for this, I just wanted to enjoy my every moments with him.
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Marty-O
If you're interested for visual novel commission like this, feel free to drop me a note
I heard shouts from afar in the garden. The shout seemed so energetic it picked my interest.
And there I found a bare-chested fox, swinging his wooden sword back and forth, who happened to be my bodyguard.
I didn't think I should miss that view. While he wasn't muscularly built, I could see his though posture. His gut wasn't something easily to be punched, as if it was made from steel. And his firm chest, anybody knows that he was still in his prime condition.
It was a feat for me, watching him training like that in this temperature. Steam came out from his muzzle, and I can see he was sweating. Seemed he had trained for an hour or so. I couldn't take away my eyes off of him, looking forward firmly.
And then he realized that I was watching him, intently.
"Good morning, Young Master. I see you're awake,"
"Morning, Shimura. Trying to keep in shape, I see?"
"Oh, pardon the noise," he's blushed. So cute.
"I don't mind," I answered.
"I'm just doing a little training. Must not let my skill rust, right?"
"With that wooden sword?" I teased.
He laughed.
"My sword has been sheathed for a long time. It has been a while since the battle, you know...,"
I smiled. Yeah, I knew he was one of the soldier in the legendary war long time ago. He seemed not like it, but he aged more than he looked.
In this more peaceful era though, his beloved weapon would have been taken away if he was caught red-handed using it. Nonetheless, he still accepted the job to guard me all this time.
"You think you're getting rusty, Old Man?"
"I dunno, Young Master. May be an ippon can decide it?"
I smirked.
"Gimme ten minutes for a warming-up, okay?"
He chuckled, "A real battle wouldn't have given you a ten minutes,"
"Oh for the love of Amaterasu! Just finish your count, Ren! Then we talk!"
I'm taking my own wooden sword.
He smiled and continued his training.
I couldn't count how many days have passed since we were being refugees and walked the land together, separated from my glorious family.
But for this, I just wanted to enjoy my every moments with him.
Commission for
Marty-OIf you're interested for visual novel commission like this, feel free to drop me a note
Category All / Muscle
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 1280 x 720px
File Size 207.8 kB
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