Mastering the Dark Edged Style

"Oi brat, we ain't finished yet!"

'Huh?'

Turning around Jun saw the well-endowed Shura standing behind him with a less than pleasant look on her face.

"Oh, it just you saggy tits, almost scared me for a moment."

"YOU LITTLE SHIT!!"

"Would love to stay and chat, but it appears that its past my bedtime so see ya." Summoning out the Yamato he cut open a portal and left the stunned Shura behind.

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For the next couple of days Jun devoted himself to increasing his proficiency in the Double Edged and True Light Styles with Takeru right by his side. He also left to visit Shiro and the Okumura twins back at the church. At first it was slightly awkward as Yukio felt suspicious of their father introducing them to someone they've never seen before (That boy is way to smart for his age!) but that quickly disappeared when they started playing together.

And as promised Jun went to play Lukako whenever he had the chance. But due to him being quite delicate Jun could only play the kind of games he wanted. The problem with this was that these games tended to be... unmanly and didn't do anything for his image. He even ended up meeting Lukako's older sister who he can only describe as being the opposite of Lukako when it comes to attracting people of the same gender... And personally... Jun thought that Lukako still looked prettier.

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"HYAH!"

Slashing the air with a wooden sword Jun felt the air in the room turn turbulent as he released 8 simultaneous slashes within a instant.

"Amazing..."

Standing off in the distance Takeru tightened his grip on his sword. Seeing Jun completely surpass and master the Kusanagi clan's style within a shorter amount of time than him was frustrating! But it also ignited a fire in his heart.

'10 years... If you can do it, then there's no way in hell that I as your cousin can't!'

Removing his gaze from Jun's body he completely immersed himself in his own practice.

Seeing that Takeru was devoting himself to his training caused the sweaty Jun to smile at his efforts. When it came to family Jun would always wish for them to reach their potential.

Leaving the basement quietly he headed towards the shower and washed off all the sweat and grime off of his body and let the water beat down on him as he thought back on everything he'd done since leaving Kuoh.

Meeting a Shinigami in Karakura town and killing a hollow was quite the pleasant experience... minus Yoruichi making him look like a chump. And of course he couldn't forget his dutiful trap maid Daruku.

Wiping out the Matou bloodline and saving Sakura was practically orgasmic as he still remembered Shinji's pain-filled screams. Then there was killing that eyesore Emiya Shirou. My God was that satisfying!! A shame that he wiped Archer from the timeline... but hey, at least he no longer has to serve the counter force... Unless its a time paradox cause that would suck... And then there's the fact that he still has to look forward to summoning Medusa 10 years from now. The only thing that worried him was the fact that since he killed Shirou and Zouken, meaning that he didn't know who would take their place in the holy grail war and what servants they would summon. This was disadvantageous as it was easier if he knew who everyone was and their weaknesses.

Then there was his journey coming to Tokyo where he met that demi-human Satou Sakie. In all honesty he was disappointed that in this world demi-humans weren't elves or beastmen as he really wanted to touch an elf's ears and stroke the fur of a beastman. It was also a shame that his body was too immature to appreciate the aphrodisiac affects of Sakie's pheromones.

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Drying his hair with a towel, Jun went downstairs only to be greeted by a tired looking Orochi making dinner.

"You able to execute the Yamata no Oroch now?" He asked without raising his head from the pot

"That's the one where you slash 8 times in an instance right?"

"Mmm." He nodded.

"I completed it a little while ago." Throwing himself on the sofa he picked up the remote and turned the TV on before flicking to a super sentai looking show.

"You're rate of improvement is too fast." He sighed thinking back on his own training in the Kusanagai village.

"I have a good teacher." He smiled.

"If only that were true, you're probably the most talented individual to come out of the Kusanagi clan in generations."

"It's not like you to compliment me." Jun said feeling slightly weirded out by the praise.

"Can't I be proud of my descendant?" He replied sarcastically.

"Be proud of Takeru, God knows he needs your praise more than me."

Smiling at the comment Orochi turned the oven off and dished the dinner.

"Go get Takeru."

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Later that night Jun sat in the middle of his bed in a meditative position, his eyes were shut tight as he tried to push his demonic energy out in front of him and condense it into a shape. His breathing was somewhat stagnant and his face was slightly red as he felt himself lose control of his power.

*Sigh*

'Another failure.'

For the past couple of days Jun had used the Yamato to go to the desert to train his Shundō technique. But after his short battle with Shura he realised that his fighting style almost purely relied on executing sword techniques. With that realization in mind he started training to conjour up Vergil's summoned swords and started trying to practice his Dark Slayer Style.

Unfortunately the results were as seen... Complete failure.

He understood how to do the technique... or at least he thought he did. The only good news to come out of all of this was that tomorrow he would be going with Takeru to visit the dojo where his master was staying.

'No point being disappointed I still have ten years to master everything.'