Yuta Okkotsu Cosplay Novels & Stories

Elijah blinked, turning the screen to me. It was still open to the picture of her wearing a red kimono worn in a way that showcased her large breasts, and the way she was sitting, her left leg was exposed up to about mid-thigh. “Yep. That’s Granny Yūri in her prime.” I waggled my eyebrows. “So our Riko gets her sex appeal from her.” he nodded.

It was a triple hit. It took one look from Otto to know that Yuria was not the enemy's main fighter. She was nothing to be feared. At least that was what Otto thought. Yuria stepped into the arena as Otto looked at her condescendingly. She was wearing a black gauze mask, and her body was covered properly. From the look of her body shape, she must be an absolute beauty. Yuria was wearing a rare pair of high-knee boots while a black gauze cape billowed on her back. She caught the attention of most of the men present.

It was Yuto, no longer wearing modern clothes but into foreign battle clothes. "Hey," he says. "What the hell are you doing?!" Kurai shouts. "To get you." He said. Cai Kang glared at him. "You're crazy-" But Yuto interrupts him by grabbing his face and flying midair. "You know, I still hold a bit of a grudge for last time so before I crush your face, you better cooperate."

“It’s a lesson for another time.” Ruta pulled his lips into a flatline and sighed. “Alright.” The boy looked a tad-bit disappointed. The back door then opened and walked out Yuta. The reddish boy approached them with a dragonfly on his shoulder. “Hello, people.” “Hello, big brother. Hello, Sakura-chan!” Ruta greeted back. “Hello, Yuta-san, Sakura-san.” Jai greeted also. The red dragonfly fluttered her wings, making red sparkles fell from her wings that faintly disappeared. Yuta frowned at them. “Ruta. Why is Jai-san massaging your feet?”

***** A/n: Yukata- is a Japanese traditional casual wear. Happy Halloween Guys and Girls!

Gwanhoya turns to look at her. “You need a costume makeover young one! What you are wearing is not really appealing! Try this one!” She waves her hand and changes Mukura’s clothing. Giving her a mask like a green snake face, with a whole-body costume that goes with it. Gwanhoya looks delighted by how her descendant looks and she smiles.

He looked away and laughed awkwardly. "Fuc–but now, I'm ready! I'll protect you, boss!" he shouted and stepped forward in front of Loki to brace his body against the ball. Hupert and Gildart laughed at Yuta's antics. Because they noticed the trembling of his knee, afraid of being hit by a ball. "Ready?" Hupert asked with a grin. Yuta's two eyebrows crossed "Game" blocking both arms from Loki's side who was behind him. "We can't lose brother Yuta! You need to catch the ball, so we can attack them." he was clinging tightly to Yuta's clothes and was taking the game very seriously.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.