You were warned several times that you should not go out sailing at the end of the year, but did you listen? Of course not, it seemed like some stupid mythological bull crap to you, and honestly, it could’ve been… nothing can go wrong-

Rruuuuummbleee…

A storm? What’s it gonna do, smite the boat owner?

BOOM!

The boat owner has been smitten, this is bad…

A dark sphere slowly emerges from the water, as it increases in height, you manage to notice its eyes… there it is… the Umibōzu Yōkai.

It was large, larger than your entire ship, its body dark from head to toe, its presence caused unnaturally powerful storms and its eyes stared spears of fear into all of your hearts.

It cried out, letting you know, as if you didn’t already, that it saw you, it had the cry of a bull.

Just as all hope seemed lost, it seemed to calm down, you tried to trace its eyes but both you, your fellow sailors and the ship were all shaking, even the ship had felt fear. In your attempt to trace its eyes, you noticed they seemed to be interested in… your barrels…?

Barrels…? Barrels… you have some… nice barrels, sailors.

That confirmed your theory.

Barrels…

Alright, we get it, big guy…

Barrels…!

“WE HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME YOU BLACK INDIV-”

The sailor that said that had been smitten almost instantly after the pupils of the umibōzu landed on them.

What shall your move be, sailor?