Talk:Ushi-Oni/@comment-26380985-20160404182153/@comment-5426290-20160411103516

The car is pinned in place with the weight of the Ushi-Oni, me and the driver to get caught by the airbag while our back-seat bud flies through the window. (O.O) "Woah." While the Ushi-Oni takes back the ring, the driver goes to help his friend and gets knocked out cold. I then realize that the Ushi is coming after me now.

A week later I'm laying on a bed, with the Ushi resting her upper body on my chest. With a smile she places the ring on her claw and gives me a dog-collar. As per monster marriage rules, one of us wears a collar, so we are married.