The infamous {Asura Elders} and {Female Executives} stood in front of the three ‘royals’.
Both Ebony as well as Onyx slowly looked upon the crowd who all proudly had received their assignments (courtesy of Violet’s work last night). Currently they all gathered in front of the trio to get the order to head off. When they all return back to the village it’ll be as victors which is why the tension was high. Though that was mostly due to their excitement at presenting themselves to the world more than any nerves the newer members may feel.
At the forefront of the group was the {Shadow Master - Quartz} herself. She may be no Ebony but when it came to the work of a shadow guard there was no one better in the Yakuza unless you counted the demonic minions of the Ojou-sama. As one could imagine the literal {Demonic God of Childish Sins} - the strongest spider - was very competent. Losing out to only those within the Toppler Ranks certainly wasn’t something to be ashamed of!
As for why Ebony & Onyx stood while Violet didn’t… That was because Ebony currently had her arms wrapped around the girls waist. Her mommy was holding her tightly like a doll meaning her feet were left dangling but the little mistress didn’t particularly seem to mind. Hard to tell what she was thinking though since even if she didn’t have that veil over her face she only changed expressions sparsely. Still changed expressions more than her older sister Sohn-Tochter did!
Also maybe more than Jeeves did? Kind of hard to judge him though since sometimes he’ll never change expressions in a lifetime then become more expressive than a child. Maybe it was simply that the inconsistency was what was ‘normal’ for him.
Either way Violet acted very doll-like with her own arms draped over her mommy’s while just letting gravity be the guide for her limbs. She also looked over all the people in front of her since she had a passing interest in those she’d only known about from reports. Yet, it was just that, a passing interest. After glancing over the batch of elders once she gazed off to the side where she saw a frog hopping around - tilting her head gently while tracing it’s hops with her head.
“Today is the day you each head out to do your jobs; do them well. That is all there is to this as, in truth, I think it’s generous to call this a war. This isn’t a war in the eyes of me nor my daughters since a war indicates we have an enemy; there is nobody worth being our enemy on the other side. No, this will be self-inflicted genocide from the foolish mortals and we’re just the fortunate bunch they turned to. So, what are you waiting for?” <Ebony>
With that the elders let out another roar (though lesser than the prior one) in response to this speech while Ebony just held a dismissive smile on her face.
“You all should be happy. I’m sure you must all think my family are slave drivers making you work so hard yet these mortals are finally giving you a vacation in return for their deaths. Go out and display your thanks to them!” <Ebony>
“Also if there are any pretty ones make sure to capture them to give the mortals a taste of their own medicine~! They think us as nothing but ingredients for their cultivation or toys for their sexual relief. So be it then. As their gracious hosts, who are we to refuse giving them a belly full of the ingredients required to make an oni? They’ll never forget a night of Oni hospitality hahaha~!” <Onyx>
The crowd either roared with enlightenment this time as their leaders filled them in with the benefits provided by their guests. Ebony was straight forward enough - just like her personality - so it was easy enough to get behind her obvious taunting of their enemy. As for Onyx’ message, although the Yakuza weren’t known to be the smartest, these elders were all experienced enough to understand Onyx implications. Indeed, why would they refuse such an enticing chance to increase their own numbers?
There was still one more ‘royal’ though so all eyes soon turned to the distracted Violet who was just watching the froggy leap up onto a leaf causing her head to lift up fully before dropping once again. Every single time it leapt from leaf to leaf her head would follow it by lifting up and as it fell she would lower her head. This went on for quite some time with everyone just silently watching their Ojou-sama peacefully watching the frog.
The elders looked between each other and as if they had figured something out together they slightly lifted their fists up while letting out a far quieter roar to not disturb her.
After doing that all the different elders ran out of camp where they met up with their own subordinates where they then did their own little speeches. Though that wasn’t the majority of elders and of the percentage left it was mostly the non-Oni leaders. Some would of course just order their subordinates to head out (which was actually most since Oni weren’t exactly great with words) while those that did likely borrowed more than a few words from what they just heard.
“Now what…” <Onyx>
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