Arata sighed, stretching his arms outwards to the night sky. It was a clear one, the sickle moon shining resplendently from above. And yet, despite how deep it was into the evening, he couldn’t hear the sounds of open restaurants at all. Wandering through the Academy, all the oni got was an occasional whiff of some oily, greasy, shitty thing, and while the few squirrels that he snatched from trees did a bit to fill his stomach, raw meat wasn’t something that he really looked forward to after a day’s worth of work.

Of course, he wasn’t even that tired to begin with. Just hungry for a hot meal, or at least one that looked fresh. The oni licked the animal blood from his lips, spat out a small bone, and then turned around.

When exactly did he get to a garden? Well, the place couldn’t really be called a garden to begin with, despite the few flowers that dotted the flower beds. More of a park than anything else. Too organized to be called wilderness, yet too plain to be called a garden. Arata sighed, looking up at the sky once more. His anger had hardened into charcoal now, and he realized that, maybe, it would have been better if he didn’t respond so angrily at the bat-girl.

Just maybe.

The oni recalled her attitude again, her foolish claims of her draconic origins, how every male in the vicinity was posed to lick her boots, and how she never even defended her territory in the end.

Yeah, no, not maybe. It was still fucking disgusting.

The oni’s anger flared once more, as his hand closed on a tree, carving through it and making a hand-sized indentation into it. Splinters fell onto the grassy floor, as he drew a fist back…and stopped.

There was something in the air. Food that he could recognize, if only partly. The oni sniffed the air, swivelling his head from left to right, until he finally got a sense of the direction. And with that, he took off. The ground shook as he leapt through the night sky, somersaulting over a couple of trees before landing directly in front of the source of the smell. Looking up towards the towering bento box, Arata said to the woman, [b]“Where did you buy that?”
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