Yokai Watch Dance Novels & Stories

Chapter 64 – Imposing Presence “Who is that?” Beta Filtigal murmured, interrupting the others’ conversation as he approached Andrews. He had noticed all the commotion on the lower floor. The men around—and even some from the upper floor in their glass booths—watched as if witnessing a goddess, intoxicated, spinning in the arms of a stranger as he led her in the dance. The others followed his gaze to the dance floor. Maya danced there, immersed in music and light, her wavy hair swaying elegantly, the dress hugging her body as if it had been sewn onto her skin. She was pure presence.

she said. Eliza flashed her a reassuring smile, “All I heard was that you need a break.” She stood and stretched her hands towards Akira, “And I know the perfect way to get you that long deserved break, what do you say to a date. A girl's date. Just the two of us.” Akira who was flattered and grateful at the same time asked, “what do you have in mind?” “There's this Custom we have amongst the wolves in this pack. When we have no way of resolving a matter of solving things beyond our control, we have a dance. A shadow dance.”

LYKOAN’S POV- “Hey, hey. Hey, hey,” Gawain chanted, bobbing his head. “Yes mama, shake it for me.” At a brothel in Mojave, Bakka, we booked a room to kill time. Barefooted on the Persian rug, three brunette dancers jutted and jiggled their hips in the middle to ‘Too Sweet’ by Hozier. We sat disguised like regular Trenchland slums on a fuchsia semicircular couch, supposedly charmed.

The sway of their body, the movement of their hips and legs that rise high, as if they were kicking an enemy, everything makes Rhea's heart pound even faster. The people shout jumbled words, but somehow, they match the rhythm, as the five warriors alternate between high kicks and spins. Suddenly, five more warriors land from their heels on the stage, mimicking the movements of the others with extreme precision. Rhea can barely blink, afraid she will miss some movements of the warriors, who turn the fights into an engaging dance. Unlike the traditional dance she danced in her Bonding Party, they're actually re-creating fighting movements, turning the beauty of combat into art. She's so excite

A Doraemon mascot suddenly appeared in front of her with other mascots like Nobita, Shizuka, Takeshi, and Suneo coming to her and playing music as they danced. She is in awe while watching them dance, a lot of people came and took a video of them till the Doraemon mascot held her hand and pulls her in the middle. “What can I do?” she helplessly ask the mascot. It did not answer instead it shakes its head from side to side and motion her to look at her other friends behind. Schina shifted her gaze to the other mascots and she saw a big banner that they are holding and says, “will you marry me?”

Yuri groaned to herself, massaging her temples, while some unknown Japanese rock song blared through the amplifiers and the giant speakers of the bar. She was never a fan of Japanese rock. The strobe lights of Starlight’s Hall illuminated a circular dance floor in the dead center of the room where several of the patrons of the bar were dancing with each other. And from her seat at the bar counter where she could get a good view of the entire bar, Yuri watched as her companions made a complete fool of themselves.

53: Hiro - Not Again Hiro The air is thicker, hotter…. The openness and ease Ayame had when I was walking in is fading fast, and I know the look when she’s trying to make an escape. They’ve been dancing for at least two arcs, and while he’s new to Aya’s circle, the bartender is at the very least observant.

Fight! "Osu!" They both pause for a moment and before I could register what was happening their dance began. I could tell my eyes had gone wide. How was she able to conceal herself that well, even from me. Her steps quicken, and soon I could see what Asano-San and Joseph were talking about. She dances. Her strikes and thrust are precise. Her Kiais echo throughout the room, they're the only shouts I hear. Tomoki moves his shinai above his shoulder to strike but she parries the strike, flipping his shinai and returning his strike; men-kaeshi-men. They both shout and their steps begin again. "She's... incredible..." Asano-San chuckles and I could hear the doors open as others enter the room.

Her dress reached past her toes but it almost exposed all of her upper part, showing the tattoo of the Rigiddin's vulture in black ink--a Rokohorta dancer. The dancer smiled and gladly took one of the sweets and held the girl's hands. "Rakhn Nishi," Raeya heard the dancer whisper. Good doors be opened for you. The dancer's hands glowed. A warm green light escaped from her fingertips and took the form of a butterfly. It flew around the child's head before bursting into a mini-firework which made the child squeal with glee. "Rakhnis Rei! Thank you." Good light be upon you as well.

And soon after they turned to rehearsing kabuki plays that Sasha both wrote and starred in as the mysterious and diabolical Yami Tennō or Emperor of the Dark (plus his minions), while Aki dressed up as the valiant princess disguised as a man who would single-handedly broker peace among all the clans. They spent countless hours talking about all subjects, and because Aki didn’t really have the freedom to travel, Sasha would regale her with stories of the hunt, the beasts of the northern ice caps, and the jutsus of the blue Slayers. They made blanket forts in Aki’s room and told ghost stories. Then, when it became clear it was the only way to spend even more time with her, he joined her privat