As Hiroki delved deeper into his studies, he found himself drawn to the heart of the forest, where ancient trees whispered secrets and hidden streams murmured ancient melodies. Guided by the teachings of his mentors, he wandered through the wilds, his senses attuned to the subtle rhythms of nature.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the land, Hiroki stumbled upon a clearing bathed in ethereal light. In the center stood a majestic Tengu, its red face, long nose, and sharp claws giving it an otherworldly appearance. It wore traditional Japanese robes, and its eyes shimmered with ancient wisdom.

Mesmerized by the creature's presence, Hiroki approached cautiously, feeling a connection that transcended words. As he drew nearer, the Tengu spoke, its voice a melodic blend of wind and water.

"Welcome, seeker of knowledge," the Tengu's voice resonated through the clearing, carrying the weight of centuries past. "I have watched as you tread the paths of wisdom, guided by the whispers of the forest and the stirrings of your own spirit."

Hiroki's heart raced with a mixture of awe and reverence. He had heard tales of such encounters, but never imagined he would experience one himself.

"You have sought truth in the depths of the woods, and in doing so, you have awakened a part of yourself that resonates with the ancient rhythms of the earth," the Tengu continued. "But there is more to learn, young one. The secrets of the universe are vast and ever-unfolding, waiting to be discovered by those who dare to seek them."

Hiroki listened intently, his mind ablaze with curiosity and wonder. The Tengu's words seemed to unlock something deep within him, igniting a thirst for knowledge that burned brighter than ever before.

"Remember, seeker, that knowledge is not merely found in books and scrolls," the Tengu imparted. "It is woven into the very fabric of existence, waiting to be uncovered by those with open minds and willing hearts."

Hiroki nodded, his heart filled with determination. "Thank you," he said, his voice barely more than a whisper.

Before he could ask another question, the Tengu's form began to fade, and Hiroki felt a pang of sadness. "Wait," he called out, his hand reaching towards the disappearing figure. "Will I see you again?"

The Tengu turned its head, its eyes gleaming with ancient wisdom. "You may see me again, young one," it replied, its voice fading with each passing moment. "But remember, you are bound to this world for only three visits. Should you choose not to accept your role as its gardian, this world will fade into darkness, and all that you have come to know will be lost forever."

With those final words, the Tengu vanished completely, leaving Hiroki standing alone in the clearing, his heart heavy with the weight of the Tengu's prophecy. He knew that he had two more chances to seek the Tengu's guidance, and he was determined to make each one count.

Hiroki's mind raced with a plan. "If I stay here, just for a little while longer, it will only count as one visit," he thought, his determination growing stronger.

Hiroki resolved to stay in the clearing, soaking in every detail, memorizing every word spoken by the majestic Tengu. He sat down, his eyes never leaving the spot where the Tengu had stood, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the moon began its ascent into the night sky.

But as the moon reached its zenith, casting a silver glow over the clearing, Hiroki felt a strange sensation wash over him. Suddenly, he was engulfed in a whirlwind of light, and before he knew it, he found himself lying in his bed, the morning sun streaming through the window.

Confused and disoriented, Hiroki realized that his plan had failed.

Determined not to make the same mistake again, Hiroki resolved to heed the Tengu's words and make the most of his remaining visits. With a renewed sense of purpose, he rose from his bed, his mind still reeling from the encounter with the majestic Tengu.

However, reality soon set in as Hiroki glanced at the clock and realized that he had a lecture to attend. With a sigh, he quickly got ready, his thoughts still consumed by the wisdom imparted by the Tengu.

As he made his way to the university, Hiroki couldn't shake the feeling that he was meant for something greater than the mundane routine of everyday life. With each step, he felt the pull of the forest, calling him back to its ancient depths.

But for now, he knew that he had to focus on his studies. There would be time to return to the forest later, time to unlock the secrets that lay hidden within its depths. And when that time came, Hiroki would be ready.

Encounter with a Tengu

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