Kitsune Livestreamer: Chapter 3

I sit alone in my room, a low hum leaving my lips, gazing at a sheet of paper sat on a nearby desk. 

"Do I want a mail order bride from hell?" I question, eyes flicking up to the ceiling. 

On one hand... my safety takes a dive once I'm not the only person living here. 

On the other? Rias becomes REALLY hot. 

Not that she isn't now- ew. Ew ew ew ew. What the actual fuck? 

On one hand. What the fuck. On the other. Even an average looking anime girl is like a fifteen out of ten when you compare them to in-real life standards. Perfect skin. Good proportions. Silky hair. No need for makeup. 

This is an adult woman... 

Just like how I am an adult man. 

It's fiiiine. Whatever. 

A weary sigh leaves my lips. 'I am a touch starved little freaky fox thing who lacked many friends who played co-op games.' 

I just want some one to game with. A co-op partner... 

Not any of the other weird stuff she listed. 

But you could. 

"Shhhh dark intrusive thoughts. Nobody likes you." I whisper under my breath. 

I rise to my feet, walking forwards, briefly planning to throw caution to the wind and- 

A spectral fox bursts into the room. 

I look to it... and the large box on its back. 

"Uhhh." 

I walk over to it, seeing a letter on the top. 

The fox disappears, dropping the box to the floor. 

I open the envelope revealing... 

"Oh hey... more nudes." I snort under my breath. 

Yasaka. 

Nine Tails is Yasaka. 

There's insane scribbling on the letter. Like some psychopath utterly filling a sheet with something menacing like 'it can see you' or 'the eyes bleed'. 

Instead it's just two words... 

'Breed Me.' 

"..." 

I think she uh... Might be in heat right now. 

But... I'm a man of my word. I'll send her some tasteful shirtless pictures. 

I open the package revealing... firstly some underwear. Like, the old Japanese thong-like ones. 

I toss it aside with a lazy flick of my wrist. "Can someone pick that up and just take it away." 

"Holy shit." I blink down at numerous gemstones a small amused snort leaving my nose. 

It's like... a pile of fairly large diamonds, emeralds, sapphires, rubies. 

These are fucking impressive. 

Mental note... when I get older... breed Yasaka. 

I sift through the box. "And to think... I don't have even a fourth of the points required to get that power." 

Oh well, these can sit on a shelf until I get it. 

Thanks to my livestream and videos I currently have... about sixty points total. 

It's a crying shame... but that's only a fourth of what it should be. 

That makes me wonder. What happens when my perk becomes fully online. Will the lost points suddenly come in? do I lose them for good? Who knows. 

I hope for the prior but expect the latter. 

Story of my life... 

Meh. I'm a kitsune now with a power that revolves around playing games and watching anime. Can't really complain. Tis a good life. 

Gotta to take those pictures really fast then start my letsplay. 

[Split] 

I stare down at the devil summoning contract, a frown on my lips. 

"Fuck it. Let's rely on fate." 

Kitsune are naturally pretty lucky I've found out so I might as well take a step back and let fate take the wheel. 

"Heads I do it. Tails I don't." 

I flip the coin, watching it sail end over end. 

I snag it out of the air, clasping my hands together. 

"Heads. Piss." I sigh rubbing my temple. "Let's hope she isn't as much of a weirdo or as crazy as her letter made her sound." 

The paper in my hand begins to glow as my yearning comes to a head. 

Someone to speak to... someone to help me... someone to play games with. 

A friend. 

A large magic circle appears on the floor as my tail nervously swishes back and forth. 

With a wave of red motes of light, a girl appears.  

She has a green dress, wearing a sun hat with a feather in it she seems to rapidly blink the blinding flash from her eyes. 

Her blue eyes lock on to me as she stares for a long moment, seemingly processing what she's seeing. 

"Heh HEHEHEH AHAHAHAH!" She giggles, placing her hands on her hips as she faces away from me. "MY LOVE HAS RETUUUUURNED!" 

Oh shit this girl is fucking crazy. 

"Heeeeey~ your mail-order bride has arrived!" she turns, a smirk on her lips. "So how are we going to do this?" 

"Do what?" I squeak out. 

"You. Me. A- potentially- pleasurable encounter that involves you putting your genes in me." 

"Wh- NO! I just called you so I would have someone to play with!" I shout. 

Her shoulders slump as a breath leaves her lips. "Oh thank the satans. I'm gonna be honest, a small part of me was all for it, you're kind of cute and giving me back my gaming, but a larger part was really weirded out by our physical ages. SO! My name is Rias Gremory, heiress to the family Gremory of the Ars Goetia." 

"H-Hi? My name is Argo." 

"No last name?' 

"It's not really relevant anymore..." I admit quietly. 

"Oh..." The girl whispers. "Well... it's nice to meet you, Argo!" 

"S-So..." She begins quietly. "Wanna game?" 

"Want to watch anime?" I suggest. 

She pauses. "You... You have anime?" 

"Yeah? I have... like a bunch of media. You have streaming services in twenty eleven? Basically that." 

She lunges forwards, grabbing the front of my kimono and pulling me forwards, her lips mashing against my own. 

"..." 

She pulls back a moment later. 

"You're going to go to federal prison." I deadpan. 

"We all know the courts would take my side." She replies impishly. "Anyways, yeah we had neblix." 

"Neblix?" I echo. "Like... Netflix?" 

There's a small frown on her lips. 

"Yeeees? I used it to watch Drag-So Ball all the time." 

I inhale deeply then exhale. 

"What?" She question a pout on her lips. "Don't you judge me for liking shounen!" 

"No... I just had to physically restrain myself from smacking you." I whisper out, hand twitching. 

"DRAG-SO BALL IS A GOOD ANIME!" She shouts. 

"IT'S A FUCKING RIP OFF OF DRAGON BALL!" I reply. 

"THE DRAGON'S WHAT?!" She shrieks. 

 My eyebrow twitches. 

I point at her. "You. Me. My room. Now. I can't allow you to continue thinking that drag-so ball is original when it's clearly a ripoff of dragon ball." 

"I've never even heard of that!" 

"Fairy Tail? And by that I mean tail as in..." I gesture to my tail. 

"You mean the wizard show? That one was pretty new... and it's tale... like the book." The girl scoffs, crossing her arms. 

"Rias. If you don't cease with your bad off-brands I'm going to make like an angry husband who's wife didn't make dinner and backhand a bitch... that joke is very relevant to our general point in time." 

She gives me a half-lidded stare, a hand on her hip.  

"Alright then. Put your money where your mouth is! Prove that your taste is better than-" 

[Split] 

Rias is utterly silent, her hands clasped in front of her face as she seemingly thinks deeply. 

"Argo... do I have bad taste?" She eventually asks. 

"I'd say yes, but you called me cute soooo i-unno." I give her a weak shrug. 

She lets out a weak groan, rubbing her temples. "Alright. Alright. Whatever... your anime is better... I don't know WHY our shows are different." 

"Think of it this way, Rias... now you have dozens of brand-new shows- some hundreds of episodes long- to watch." 

"Huh... you're right! That does make me feel better!" The girl beams. 

"Also I'm probably going to at the very least start releasing episodes on a side channel or something. Purely to get people interested in-" 

"MAKING ANIME?!" Rias beams, leaping to her feet. 

She undoes a few buttons on her dress. 

"What... are you doing?" 

"Oh. This dress is stuffy and uncomfortable." She blandly shrugs. 

"Please don't take your clothes off." 

"But I just want to be comfy!" The girl pouts. 

"Then be comfy... with your clothes on." I deadpan. "Because I swear if you start walking around without clothes and I DO go into heat... I will NOT be responsible for whatever I do to you. At that point it's all on you." 

"Hmmmm?" The girl hums. "Pervert. Into kiddies. Go to jail." 

"You're the one taking off your clothes around me... and the one who kissed me. And the fucking FREAK who suggested all of that stuff to me in the FIRST PLACE. Degenerate. Shotacon. Weirdo girl." 

"Yeah, but I'm a devil." The girl shrugs. "Devil laws are archaic." 

"All laws are fucking archaic during these years. Something something. Dinner's cold. Backhand. I hope you don't want to vote or anything like that." 

"Ironically devil laws has more for woman's rights than humans do... must be because of all the satan-class women." Rias hums. "Kind of hard to tell a woman she can't vote or should just stay at home and be a baby factory when she could kill you and a large portion of the surrounding city with a casual wave of her hands." 

"So... uh... what's it like being a devil?" I question slowly looking over to the girl. 

"It's... fine." She admits. "No TVs. But we do magically broadcast rating games... which are pretty much the American football of devil sports. Just not visibly... audibly. I imagine your little stream thing will make people develop some method to visually stream things." 

"Oh... we have arranged marriages. Luckily I seemed to avoid one this time... or my family merely hasn't mentioned one to me yet. Oh! Can I use your mail ability to write them and tell them where I am? I... well while I did kiiiind of sneak off without so much as a goodbye because ANIME, they don't deserve the torment of thinking that I was kidnapped... or killed... or worse." 

"I still love them." She quietly admits. "And while what I did is KIND OF shitty and they'll probably demand I come home... I can... uh... maybe I can play it off like I'm convincing you to see the devil faction in a good light." 

"Well, I mean, I am sort of slowly gaining power from livestreaming. So realistically trying to get me to ally to your faction is a good play." 

Rias is silent for a moment.  

"You... you're what?" The redhead meekly questions. 

"Gaining strength." I repeat. "I have two main paths of pursuing strength... well, aside from the boring training, that is. The first? Livestreaming. The more people watching and enjoying gives me more 'faith' to work with. The next? Collecting, watching, reading, and completing media, items, games, etcetera." 

"Soooo... I'm taking one for the team of all devilhood by trying to endear myself to you?" 

"At least until one of your kind does something to violently piss me off." I shrug. 

"HEY! That's racist!" The redhead pouts. 

"Yep." I nod once. 

"..." 

"Sooo like... Devils get this thing called evil pieces where we can reincarnate other races-" 

"No. Absolutely not." I glare. 

She raises her hands. "A-Alright. I get it. You didn't know you were a kitsune so you want to get used to that... and the supernatural at large first but... I'm just telling you... if you ever die? I'm going to bring you back." 

"Fine." I sigh "I'll at the very least agree to that. Not much I could do while being dead, after all." 

"But being a kitsune is better than being a devil." I sniff arrogantly, crossing my arms. 

"HEY! UNTRUE!" The girl growls. 

"Alright. Give me a reason why being a Devil is better than being a kitsune and I will bash you over the head with facts and logic." 

"U-Uh... Devil Magic?" 

"Senjutsu, Touki, Youjutsu." I shoot back. 

"HEY! Anyone can learn Touki if they try hard enough! My cousin- who won't be born for a good ninety years- could use it and he was a pure devil!" The redhead growls back. 

"But what about the other two?" 

"..." 

"Devils get clan traits?" 

"Fox fire." I reply. 

"That's not the same thing!" 

"Sure it is. Racial ability of youkai... limited to only a very small subset of youkai... the Kitsune." 

"W-Well we can fly!" She tries. 

I float slightly off the couch. "So can I... and so can angels... and so can humans if they learn magic I assume." 

She stares at me, pouting as she crosses her arms over her- still small- chest. 

"Also people naturally hate devils." I smile. 

"Wh- But Kitsune are well-known as tricksters and deceivers!" She replies. "You can't use the whole 'hated race' point! Youkai are almost as bad!" 

"But Rias, aren't foxes the most trustworthy animal in the world?!" 

"NO! Literally... absolutely not." The girl protests. "It's LITERALLY in their folklore to be tricksters and deceivers!" 

I roll my eyes. 

[Split] 

"Rias get the fuck away from me you pervert!" I call out pointing at her in the doorway as she stands there with a hand on her hip in just her panties. 

"What?" The girl asks. "I can't sleep without someone to cuddle with... and sleeping in clothing is soooo uncomfortable. Have you seen the trash people wear today?" 

"WELL IT'S TIME TO LEARN! NYEEH!" I hurl one of my pillows at her as hard as I can. It smacks against her face with a loud thump, causing her to stagger backwards. "These are my boundaries! Respect them or I'll cook you with foxfire!" 

[Split] 

"And with this... I've won!" The kid smiles brightly. "That was an... interesting way to spend an hour and thirty minutes. I'm going to be honest... with my new reaction times and all this... kind of feels like cheating. These older games are meant to be really tough! But eh... this one was actually fairly easy." 

A woman with long silky blonde hair smiles brightly. "That looks fun!" 

Gabriel is... unsure of what to think of the fox boy. 

He seems kind. a little tricky, but that might just be the Kitsune in him. 

The video ends with him giving his usual farewell speech, smiling brightly and an impish 'see you next time!' 

"Gabriel... are you still watching that... thing?" Someone scoffs from behind her. 

"It is not polite to degrade any sentient lifeform into a 'thing'." She replies, for the faintest of moments her lips twitching downwards. 

"Tch. It's a youkai. The fact it is able to reach so many people is already an abomination." The man growls. 

"He has done nothing but try to help improve people's mood! To be helpful when thrust into a world he does not understand!" The blonde exclaims. 

The man walks away with a quiet scoff causing the corners of Gabriel's lips to turn downwards. 

She returns to her room, a sigh leaving her lips. 

her eyes suddenly blink as she realizes that something else has been posted. 

"Oh? He is going 'Live' again? That one was quite fun..." The woman notes as she reaches out and taps the screen. 

Many people were worried that this would pull back the curtain hiding the supernatural, but it seems that the power must have something to 'latch onto'. Some sort of magical energy. Some sort of bloodline. 

Anyone this ability touches is special in some way... they've already found someone among their churches that had an unawakened sacred gear through their ability to 'connect' to this. 

Of course they then banned the girl from viewing the youkai after that... that was a little disappointing. 

But... it's likely others will begin to seek out people who know about Argo... that's mildly worrisome. 

But. Those are thoughts for another day. 

She needs to make sure Nine Tails doesn't attempt any of her depravity. 

She enters the room, music unlike anything she has ever heard before reaching her ears. 

It's... interesting. High energy. With instruments she had never heard before. But it does have a memorable rhythm. Just not her cup of tea... she prefers Piano. Not this strange... sound. 

After a while it eventually ends, the screen fading to a simple misty forest. 

Argo pops into view. "Hey hey, chat! How's it hanging! Good afternoon-morning-night-day to everyone in the world! Personally, I just woke up. Inside a pocket dimension I don't really have a... timezone... exactly so I sort of just rise and fall whenever." 

The woman's lips quirk up slightly as she slowly taps out a message. 

Gabriel: "Did you have breakfast?" 

He seems to notice it in the sea of comments. 

"Well, yes, I did have breakfast, but... Honestly I'm kind of lazy so it wasn't anything extravagant... just a banana and spoonful of peanut butter." 

A small frown appears on her lips. 

Gabriel: "That's not good! You are a growing boy! You need to eat more to grow healthy!" 

"It's fiiiiine." He waves off. "Anyways. I've finished up the next lets play series and will be going up shortly... in addition, some of you might have noticed a separate channel of mine... Foxy Films. Where I post films and media from the future now which... may have some unforeseen consequences, but oh well! Your old media fucking SUCKS. Out of all the downsides of being in the past, that's arguably the worst." 

Zaze: "What companies should I invest in?" 

Loki: "Ugh. It's you again. Cease this annoying thing you are doing. I swear If I find you, your death will be indescribably painful." 

Gabriel glares at the screen, beginning to type out a message. 

"Loki, huh? Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you that guy who got impregnated by a horse? I'd imagine you have bigger issues that little ol me~" 

There's a beat of silence as Gabriel blinks, the chat is silent for a moment. 

Zaze: "AHAHAH! HE GOT YOU!" 

His eyes seem to brightly glow, before dimming. "Anyways, banned. Get lost. I'm the only tricky boy in this stream." 

Loki: This user has been banned 

She wasn't aware that the Kitsune had the ability to enact some sort of control over this power of his. 

"Now. Zaze" The kitsune continues. "I can't really suggest for you to invest in anything, cause me merely existing has REALLY messed things up. Uh... immediately? Airplanes. Those really start to take off- Snrrk that was a flight joke- in the next couple of years. After that? Wait a good seventy years and invest heavily in the Internet. Just... Internet internet internet. Like, you people GENUINELY have zero idea just how bad you have it... well, aside from the women's rights and segregation things. But I'll refrain from talking about that... just know that your food's better but the entertainment is just... kind of dull to me. Oh! The planet's got a lot less pollution now as well- ah. Fuck... youkai are supposedly more in-tune with nature, right? That's going to suck."  

"Hey. Any youkai listening. Grab your homes and stuff them in a pocket dimension as soon as possible if you don't want them to smell of smoke and garbage because humans will start killing the planet over the next one hundred years or so with their factories and vehicles... mainly the factories, but all of the millions of automobiles sort of helped as well. Global temperature rises and the polar ice caps begin to melt. A massive island of trash begins to form in the Ocean... and, well, it was already too late when people started caring about it. The people of today thinking 'oh, that won't be a problem while I'm alive' and focusing on profits and leaving their children and children's children to take care of the mess. A mentality I don't think the supernatual really has as we all live to like a billion apparently." 

"Anyways, I believe I've preached about the future long enough." Argo sighs, shaking his head. "I'm going to move onto the actual reason I started this stream." 

There's numerous questioning messages that scroll past in the chat. 

"I'm about to do something that will likely put me on the kill-on-sight lists for every faction under the sun! If I'm not already on them in the first place, that is." The kitsune smiles brightly, clasping his hands together. "Observe!" 

The kitsune clasps his hands together and grins, a blinding light appearing in between his palms. 

He slowly brings them apart, a large glowing key appearing there in the air just... floating... 

He quickly snags it out of the air, an impish smile on his lips. "Tadaaaah!" 

The chat doesn't seem impressed. 

"Oh. That wasn't the bit that'll get me on lists. This is." 

He points the key forwards and twists it. 

CLICK 

A lock seems to unlock, a visible doorway of air slowly creaking open. 

He steps through the door and... suddenly they're elsewhere. 

Large metal gears seem to sprout from a marble floor, the loud thumping of a large ticking clock seems to reverberate the room. Atop a raised platform a large safe rests. 

Gabriel blinks twice. 

"Alright. Where the hell am I?" The fox questions, looking around the room. The door behind him snaps shut revealing no exit. 

"..." 

He pulls out another key and twists it, causing the air itself to swing open. 

He peers inside, seeing the location he just left. 

"Oh good." He lets out a sigh of relief as he allows the door to close. 

He looks around the strange clockwork room. "You know. This place is kinda neat. Let's see what's in that box." 

He lifts from the ground, floating across the room. 

The large safe is quite imposing. 

"Oh! A letter!" The teen hums as he quickly snatches it up, he begins floating in the air as if he were sitting, slowly opening the wax-sealed letter. "Ah! Here we go! It even has a key." 

A key is stuck to the bottom corner of the letter with wax, the handle is cut, the inside looking a bit like a cat with two tails. 

"You came." The kitsune begins to read the letter. "I knew your curiosity would get the better of you. The answers you seek are within this box. Along with something else. Something they said could never have been built. It is the only one in existence and is the key to incomprehensible power. This safe was constructed to keep it from lesser minds. I have every faith in you solving its mysteries. You always were a smart one. With the enclosed key I gift you one parting favor. Keep the eyepiece on you at all times... without it you are as blind as the others." 

"The stakes are higher than you can possibly imagine... A.S." 

"Oh boy! A puzzle. I like those! But... I can't wait to embarrass myself in front of-" he looks to the side. "Five hundred and fifty seven people!" 

"Also... eyepiece. What eyepiece? There IS no eyepiece... unless of course it's inside this little strange box here. 

He looks it over briefly. There's two noticeable rings on the side of the circular box. 

He slowly twists the top so the connected ring slides over the second ring, causing the box to click and a piece to slide to the side and reveal a key hole. 

He inserts the key and twists, causing the lid to pop open on a hinge. 

"Ah... this eyepiece." He mutters picking up a strange extended monocle-like device that can be slipped on like an eyepatch. 

There's a card in the felt bottom of the box. Argo picks it up. "Feed me and I shall survive. Give me drink and I shall die... Really?" 

He seems genuinely unimpressed. "You say 'only the greatest minds can get in this box!" Then hit me with the equivalent of 'what has four legs at morning, two at mid-day and three at night'." 

Zaze: "Oh, so a riddle master are you? How about you tell us a better riddle, then?" 

The kitsune rolls his eyes. "'If you throw me out the window, you’ll leave a grieving wife, but drop me in the middle of a door, and you might just save a life. What am I?' See. That's original. Nothing like... an echo or a map... or fire." 

"The real question is what does fire have to do with this-" he seemingly looks down. 

The view of himself tilts down, following his gaze. 

At the base of the safe, on one of its stubby little legs is the word 'Wind'. 

"Huh... alright." The kitsune hums as he floats downwards, gazing towards the four other stubby legs. "Now... where is fire?"