Yo-kai Pad Novels & Stories

“Miss Cobb!” The man in a white t-shirt went forward to greet Katy, and nodded at Ellen. There was a slight fluctuation in his eyes when he shifted his gaze toward Harvey. “Thank you, Young Master Padlow. Thank you, everyone.” Katy nodded at the crowd before turning to the man in the white t-shirt. “This is the protege of the South Sea Martial Arts Alliance, Gael Padlow.” “He’s pretty powerful and has a strong background as well.” Harvey nodded, not saying much. He looked back at Ellen; her face was bright red and she seemed quite anxious.

His voice had been low, matter-of-fact, with that slight accent she couldn’t quite place. She grabbed her mat and bag, locked the car, and walked to the door. It opened before she could knock. Kai stood there in black joggers that sat low on his hips and a fitted gray tank that showed the lean, sculpted muscle of his shoulders and arms. He was barefoot, as always. At six-three, with smooth olive skin and sharp features framed by dark hair tied back in a loose knot, he looked more like a dancer than a yoga instructor. His flexibility was legendary in the local studios. People whispered he could hold handstands for twenty minutes and fold into positions most bodies simply refused.

Therefore, Yahiko stood up completely in just the blink of an eye. Yahiko was not tall, and his height was just about 1.8 meters, but he had been training ever since he was a child. Although he was not a martial artist, he had practiced karate and boxing for many years, which also made him physically fit and strong to a level that surpassed most of his peers. The Regenerating Pill had reshaped his legs back to their peak state. Although those two legs were a little short, they were very thick. Yahiko’s posture of standing upright coupled with the fact that his body was covered in green beauty mud made him seem like a big green hairy chimpanzee.