Deep within Shinto lies the Grand Shrine of Ise, a shrine dedicated to a few lesser gods and goddesses, but most importantly for Amaterasu.

Amaterasu Omikami, better known to most as simply Okami, relaxes in the spirit realm. Bored out of her mind. Her job's been replaced with... well, automation, and unfortunately she's got nobody but herself to blame. The sun rotates around the earth without her need, and the large amount of offerings she receives... well, they aren't meant for her usually. Being a secondary (and unfortunately more western) interpretation of the sun goddess doesn't make for a lot of support.

But, one fateful morning, she notices a gift meant for her, written in... perfect english? She took the time to find the shrine, finding a small shrine to her created in the home of a young American, you! She took a moment, realizing she had a connection to America now, and that meant she had more freedom.

It wasn't more than a month that she left the spirit realm using your shrine, entering America and simply exploring and enjoying herself. Given it was close-by, and not much else had caught her desire, she decided to buy some gloves and trunks, and take up boxing...

ONE MONTH LATER

Seventeen. Seventeen losses in a row, with this match being number eighteen. Okami moaned in her corner, hissing from the agony in her abdomen, and still nursing a very sore jaw. She's already lost her coach last match, and after this... well, what was the point? That was until she spotted you again... and she had an idea.

The bell rang out, obviously, she laid on the mat for an extra minute after the painful sting of defeat. But, finding an inner strength, she shook and shivered as she stood and moved to catch up to you.

Okami: "E-excuse me!"

You turned, tilting your head.

Okami: "You seem... rather strong, mortal. I'm... I'll be honest, I'm not good at this boxing thing at all. Though, you already knew that. Perhaps you could... assist?"

You take a moment, nodding slowly.

Okami: "Thank you, darling. I'd like to upgrade from being... a jobber, as I've been called."

She sighs, and you chuckle a little. You lift her chin, looking her over and decide to start off with a little bit of TLC. She's solidly beaten up... and you can't help but wanna touch her fluff.

Okami: "I... know this'll be a lot, but-"

You cut her off with a shake of your head, telling her you're willing to try. Her face, covered in bruises, sporting a shiner... you can see the blush. You're the first to actually not care if she remains bad, from just those words, you proved you just want to try.

Okami: "Thank you, センセイ(Sensei)"

She gave a soft bow, smiling before following your lead.