Yushiro
Today, we received a mission to collect herbs in the Emerald Forest. Our reward? Straw basket backpacks. Great.
According to the cat girl who knows everything (and makes sure we know she knows everything), we'd be stepping into Black Back territory.
"Yushiro, do you think we'll get jumped by those Wind Deer Bastards?" Kenji asked, already eyeing the trees suspiciously.
"No, this is Black Back territory," I replied flatly.
"Black what now?" Kenji blinked.
"A Black Back is a third-tier gorilla beast. Brown fur, black back, grumpy attitude."
Kenji froze mid-step. "You mean like…that?" Taka pointed at a gorilla beast perched on a tree branch, hopping from foot to foot like it had too much coffee.
"Woo! Woo! Woo!" it hollered.
"Yeah," I sighed.
Kenji stared at the beast, amused. "Okay, but that's kinda funny."
The beast gave him a side-eye, then bounced off into the forest. We continued toward a small, hidden pond marked on our map, surrounded by towering trees.
"Is that the herb?" Kenji asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
Tiny yellow berries clung to a bush. We started picking them, filling our baskets in silence. Well, until—
"WOO! WOO! WOO!"
A rock smacked Kenji square in the back of the head.
"HEY!" he yelled, clutching his head.
We turned. There it was. "WOO! WOO!" it taunted.
"Oh, you wanna go, you WOO bastard?!" Kenji roared, charging into the forest.
Taka and I exchanged glances, dropped our baskets, and sprinted after him.
When we caught up, Kenji was surrounded by a troop of Black Backs. Oh, good. Now we were surrounded too.
"You WOO bastards are dead meat!" Kenji shouted fists clenched.
One gorilla swung from a branch and clapped Kenji so hard he flew backward like a ragdoll.
"KENJI!!" Taka shouted unnecessarily.
"Focus, Blondie," I muttered.
Another beast swung down, double-kicking Taka into the pond like a diving champion. Both of them sat there, drenched and humiliated.
I chuckled. They glared at me, but, really, what could losers do?
Then I felt it.
Something wet. Something sludgy. Sliding down my silver hair.
I reached up. Mud.
Five Black Backs cackled, going, "Woooo! Woooo!" like they just discovered comedy.
I clenched my fists. "I'm going to kill five idiotic baboons," I growled.
Sensing my murderous intent, they bolted.
Kenji stood up, ready to chase, but I held up a hand. "Don't. My prey."
They better run fast.
Because I was going to enjoy this.