("Even devils wear silk.")
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Scene 1: Mishima Dormitory – Private Onsen Baths – 9:45 PM
Steam hissed.
The night sky above the dormitory onsen was starless—veiled in clouds as if hiding the sins below.
Genji reclined in the hot water, arms spread over stone, towel lazily flopped over his head, the rest of him... utterly naked beneath the waterline.
> "Finally..." he whispered. "No Asumi . No Xao Min . No Blaze with his flaming hair up my nose. Peace."
He closed his eyes, muscles relaxing for the first time all week. Until—
> Creak…
His senses flared. He sat up, squinting through the mist.
A silhouette moved behind the foggy glass door.
> Tap. Tap.
He knew that rhythm.
Too confident. Too calm.
> Slide—!
The door opened, and with a swirl of steam—
Juliet Carl stepped in.
Her towel clung dangerously low. Skin flawless, dew-kissed. Hair up in a loose bun, secured by a black ribbon. One leg stepped forward with purpose, like a lioness entering her cage.
> "Evening, Genji," she said, voice silk with a hint of blade. "Hope you don't mind a little company."
Genji 's eyes bulged.
> "W-Why the hell are you here?! This is the guy's bath!"
> "I needed the hottest thing in Mishima to melt off this boredom."
She slid into the water with feline grace, the towel rising just enough to tease—then vanishing beneath the surface.
> "Turns out the hottest thing… was you."
Gojo grabbed the nearest bucket to cover himself. "Y-You're insane!"
Juliet leaned closer, the water rippling with her movements.
> "You act innocent, but I've seen how you stare. That night I trained in yoga pants? You tripped twice."
> "I WAS DISTRACTED!"
> "Exactly my point."
She reached out—her fingers brushing his chest. Light. Testing.
> "So tell me, Genji - kun… what are you?"
His mouth twitched. "What?"
> "You're not normal. You radiate something—divine, broken, and beautiful. I want it."
She climbed slightly, her towel falling off one shoulder.
> "Let me unwrap you."
Genji 's brain glitched.
> "THERE'S NOTHING TO UNWRAP I'M ALREADY—!"
Just then—
> SLAM!
The door burst open.
Asumi, Xao Min and Blaze stood there.
All three stared.
Buckets dropped.
Juliet looked over her shoulder, unbothered. "Ah. My rivals."
Genji ? He fainted from nosebleed.
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Scene 2: Mishima Arena – 10:00 AM – The Next Morning
The crowd roared.
Rain pelted the stone stage as lightning split the sky behind the banners of Mishima Prefecture.
Today's matchup was unexpected:
> GENJI TAKASHIMA vs MYSTERY FIGHTER
And then—
The name was revealed.
> Juliet Carl – Elites
Gasps erupted.
In the arena below, Genji stood in his black Phoenix uniform, pendant glowing faintly. The raindrops rolled down his face as he stared ahead.
From the opposite gate, Juliet emerged—not in a school gi, but a crimson leotard laced with black thorns, a velvet cloak billowing behind her. Her lips curved like a serpent's smile.
> "Told you I'd make you sweat one day," she purred.
Genji's jaw tightened. "You shouldn't be here."
> "And yet, I am. Curious, isn't it?"
The referee raised his hand. "Match begins—!"
Juliet moved first—like a shadow wrapped in perfume.
Genji sidestepped, deflecting her spinning kick. Sparks flew as her heel skimmed his pendant.
> "I'm not here to win," she whispered in close. "I just wanted to feel your pulse against mine."
Genji's hand flared with phoenix flame, inches from her neck. "You're playing with fire."
> "Darling," Juliet whispered, licking her lips, "I am fire."
She twisted—blades extending from hidden gloves.
The crowd gasped.
Genji parried, spinning back with a Red Thunder palm strike—Juliet caught his wrist mid-air and pressed their foreheads together.
> "Kiss me."
> "What?!"
> "Or kill me. You only get one."
Genji's breath caught. She was fast—dangerous—and something else.
Then—
> BOOM!
A smoke bomb exploded from Juliet's belt.
The entire arena was engulfed.
By the time the mist cleared—
She was gone.
Only her cloak remained, fluttering in the wind like a challenge.
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Scene 3: Rooftop – Overlooking Mishima
Juliet stood alone, hair soaked from the rain, cloak missing.
A woman approached—dressed in shadow.
> "You touched him, didn't you?"
Juliet smiled.
> "Genji Takashima. Dragon-blooded prince. Maoshinara heir. He burns… and I want to be the one who either saves him—or scorches beside him."
> "You'll break him."
> "No. I'll test him."
She looked toward the arena, eyes glowing faintly crimson.
> "Next time... I won't disappear."
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TO BE CONTINUED.