The Piss Wars Explained

By the time Kyu had guided me back to the student council room, she made a strong suggestion that I steer clear of the female first-year student, Ayumi. She explained that Ayumi had always been interested in sleeping with the school's strongest gifted urine users, whether they were boys or girls. Kyu claimed that it's because Ayumi uses their sex to strengthen both her clitoral and vaginal muscles to improve the strength of her own flow, yet knew the real reason behind it.

"Ayumi comes from a long-lasting lineage of gifted urine users. The rumor goes that Ayumi's ancestors before her obtained god-like flow through mixing urine with female secretions, most commonly referred to as squirt. By combining the power of orgasmic explosion and urine, Ayumi's ancestors achieved piss bullets similar to machine gun fire, but those powers only led to self-destruction. If Ayumi were to ever obtain such a powerful level of piss flow, there's no telling the damage it could cause to her pussy."
Kyu gulped, finally returning to her hurried pace toward the student council room.

"So, Ayumi-san sleeps around to strengthen the output of her orgasm? I see how that could cause problems, both physically and emotionally for those who sleep with her. Her grip could become so deadly that she could sever a man's penis with just a clench. Not only that, but Ayumi's orgasmic piss bullets would destroy her clitoris and vulval glands from the inside out if she ever perfected it."
I rubbed my chin, trying to wrap my head around just how dangerous Ayumi's family truly is.

"That's the gist of it, boy. If she tries to get with you after learning about your Dragon's Flow, do everything in your power to stop her."

"Understood, Kyu-senpai!"
I readied myself, coming to a halt before Kyu swung the door to the student council room open.

"Ah, I see you've returned, Sakamoto-kun. Any update about the Dragon's Flow?"
Akari lifted his head from the stack of papers he had been reading over.

"Indeed, President Akari,"
Kyu bowed slightly, taking her seat at the edge of the long desk in the center of the room.

"And? The verdict?"
Junpei adjusted his glasses with his middle finger, the sun catching his lenses perfectly and hiding his eyes beneath the glow.

"I... guess I really do have the Dragon's Flow... my stream was neon yellow, too."
I spoke softly, my eyes naturally darting to Ayumi, who immediately raised her gaze from her phone and onto me.

"What?! For reals?! No bullshit, you have the Dragon's Flow?!"
Ayumi practically darted up from her chair, her cheeks already hot with need and desire from my confession alone.

Kyu glared at me as if to tell me,
"Remember what I said, boy!"

I gulped, taking a step back from the approaching Ayumi.
"Y-yes! I have the Dragon's Flow."

"Holy shit! What was your name again, Sakata Ryo?!"
Ayumi pinned my arms against the wall, her semi-petite stature somehow overpowering me as her hips pressed against mine.

"S-Sakamoto Ryu, actually."
I struggled against her grip, looking to Akari for assistance.

"Whatever! Ryu-chan, you should, like, totally show me sometime! Like, right now works!"
Ayumi panted heavily, her breath hot against my lips as she inched closer to my face with a lustful stare.

"Ayumi-san! This is highly unprofessional behavior from a student council member!"
To my surprise, Junpei of all people interjected. His eyes did wonders to frighten Ayumi's soul, causing her to take a step back with a nervous giggle.

"I was just... teasing. Ryu-chan knows I was just playing around, right? I'm just... so happy that the chosen one has returned!"
Ayumi took a seat back in her chair, but her eyes never shifted from my groin. She licked her lips as her pupils dilated at the sight of my slight tent.

This is going to be harder than I thought. Kyu-senpai wasn't kidding when she said Ayumi likes sleeping around. Not to mention, how could I, a total virgin, ever deny a request for sex from a gorgeous girl like Ayumi?

"Did you say a yellow stream, Sakamoto-kun?"
Akari interjected, his eyes narrowing with disbelief.

"That's right. Not only did my stream take on the form of a dragon, but the color was neon yellow. Kyu-senpai's stream was pink, and she mentioned something about god-like powers. What would a yellow stream signify?"
I finally turned my gaze from Ayumi, focusing on the serious expression of Akari.

"I don't know how to break this lightly, Sakamoto-kun... but neon yellow streams are quite rare, and not for a good reason."

Both Kyu and Junpei lowered their heads, sighing in unison as Akari explained,
"Neon yellow is the symbol of strength among us gifted users. Once in a century, a yellow stream user is born with a flow that rivals even the gods. The color itself represents purity within the stream, taking on the natural hue of urine that all humans are blessed with. The reason it's so devastating is that yellow stream users typically only live to be twenty-five years old on average. To put it simply, your urine is the purest in the entire world at this moment, a perfect pH level, complete chemical balance, and strength beyond even a pink user like Kyu."

My heart felt like it had stopped beating for just a moment. I gazed down at my hands, taking note of just how hard they were shaking upon hearing my life was already halfway over, despite only being in high school.

"Aren't you forgetting the main objective, President Akari?"
Ayumi chimed in, her face turning slightly serious.

"I suppose you're correct, Ayumi-san. The Piss Wars."

"The Piss Wars? You mean you'll finally explain what you've been hiding from me all day?"
My eyes lit up, and I immediately took a step closer to Akari to hear the explanation I had been robbed of for an entire hour since meeting him.

"Since the eighth century of Japan's history, maybe even longer, the existence of yokai has plagued our citizens' minds with fear and anxiety. While, historically speaking, not all yokai are harmful, a majority of them are, and take great pleasure in controlling the masses through fear. While yokai can take on many forms, such as animals, demons, spirits, and so on, we as a society have gotten lazy enough to bunch them into one group that we at Pissu Academy refer to as simply Demons."
Akari explained, standing up to point toward the Demon wall behind Ayumi.

"There are a variety of Demons, ranging from small, harmless creatures to much more intimidating figures, which we refer to as Demigods and Gods. What we mean when we say our streams have god-like powers is a simple way to scale our own gifted urine against those classes of Demons."

"I see. So all yokai are Demons to us humans? Even if said yokai is a playful spirit, eradication is of the essence?"
I asked.

"Precisely, Sakamoto-kun. Our duty as Piss Wars combatants is to eradicate every single Demon, whether good or bad, and bring an end to the Piss Wars that have been going on since their existence, which evidence shows has been an ongoing battle for multiple millennia."
Akari pointed at me.
"You, Sakamoto-kun, wield a power unlike any other of this entire era. It is said that once in an entire century a gifted urine user bearing the yellow stream will aim to save this world, its inhabitants, or even the universe. Lucky enough for us, our ancestors have condensed the Demon's underworld into a small nether region here on earth. As opposed to thousands of years ago, the Demons resided in the cosmos as well. Another goal for us combatants is to ensure the Demons never overtake the cosmos again."

"Right! Kyu-senpai told me about the secret sewage lines that feed into the underworld. She also explained that only gifted urine users can see Demons, and it's our duty to prevent them from rising into our world via the pipes."
I smirked, finally understanding what the Piss Wars truly are, and why Akari was so eager to help me.

If Akari and our team are the ones to finally put an end to the Piss Wars, the entire universe would be spared a fate worse than death. Judging by how long this battle has been going on, these Demons must be incredibly strong and witty; otherwise these wars would have ended long ago. We're at a point in modern civilization where the humans finally have an advantage over the Demons, so even I can understand the haste that comes with my new task.

"Furthermore, Sakamoto-kun, as Ayumi-san said, there's another reason why the yellow stream user is so important. I had only expected you to be a Dragon's Flow wielder at first, but was surprised to learn about your other accomplishments thus far. The yellow stream user has the ability to destroy the Nyō Shūshūki, and bring an end to gifted urine as a whole. Meaning if we manage to destroy the underworld in the next ten years, you could save yourself from certain death caused by the strain of your powers thrust onto your mortal body."

"Destroy the Nyō Shūshūki?! That's all it would take?!"
I shouted.

"Precisely! Now, Sakamoto-kun, do you stand with us as a member of Pissu Academy? Will you aid us in destroying the underworld and saving the universe from destruction with the power of your piss?!"
Akari smiled, flipping his long hair behind his back like a hero's cape.

"You should already know the answer to that, Akari!"
I pumped my fist high in the air, extending it slowly toward him with a smirk.
"Let's piss on some Demons, together!"