Kiyone's ideas to the rescue?
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
amybrooke
A gloved hand rose “As women, it’s our duty to protect and restore tinies back to normal without abuse. We must set aside our differences to create a world free of inequality or accidental squishing!” Kiyone Kotetsu screamed in a serious tone as a slight fire of purpose burnt in her eyes.
The sound of crickets were heard in the background as everyone including Ichigo felt embarrassed for Kiyone’s childish outburst and idealism, but they applauded after a few seconds to spare her feelings from being hurt. Kiyone mentally congratulated herself for being a genius. “Is she really a girl?” Ichigo thought to himself as he stared at her obnoxious gloves.
Isane Kotetsu placed her hand on Kiyone’s comparatively small shoulder; as if she were taking responsibility for her. “I think it’s a wonderful goal to achieve Kiyone, but if it were so easy…it would have been done already.” Isane regretfully informed as she looked into the disappointed face of her little sister. Kiyone turned away from her big sister to look at the ground; she felt empty trying to think of a response and so she didn’t answer. Isane felt her pain in a way that only sisters can. She wanted to cheer her up and make her feel more like a part of the team. “Kiyone, can you help us? How would you restore Ichigo to normal? What are your plans to help him in this situation?”
“Hmm…” Kiyone lifted a gloved finger to her chin and looked up as she thought hard about the question while her eyes closed. She knew this was her big chance to show everyone that she wasn’t just a burden for them to bear during these important meetings!
“She’s a real burden to bear in these meetings eh?” Ichigo asked in a dismissive tone as he turned away from the direction of Kiyone and looked up at Nanao from his view on the table. Nanao ignored him and stepped to the side without taking her eyes off Kiyone “I’m not speaking to you” she thought and crossed her arms while exposing her shoulder in his direction.
A cold breeze blew past that made him shiver and exhale visibly as a tiny igloo appeared beside him. “HEY! I DIDN’T ASK TO BE A PART OF YOUR DIET YOU SKINNY TOOTHPICK!” Ichigo screamed up at Nanao in anger and pulled his sword back as if he was going to throw it at her but the sound of her gasp and the sudden fearful expression on her face stopped him.
“Huh?” Ichigo said aloud as he relaxed and looked around the room to see the others with a strange expression, they appeared to be facing the direction of Kiyone. “HA! Scared of a little girl? You call yoursel- WHAT THE!?“ He screamed and tripped backward as he stared in disbelief at big white puffy clouds hovering above Kiyone’s head with tiny animations inside!
One cloud had Kiyone stretching Ichigo up and down by his arms and legs like he was an accordion or on the rack. Another cloud had the end of a tire pump in Ichigo’s mouth as Kiyone pushed up and down on it repeatedly. And another cloud strangely enough had Kiyone wearing a dominatrix outfit standing with a whip in her hand over a tiny Ichigo bound and helpless at her feet as she laughed.
“I got it!” Kiyone proclaimed with excitement while jumping up and down. Her hovering thought clouds disappeared as she opened her eyes. “Just leave everything to me!” She said reassuringly with her gloved hand stretched out; making a V for Victory sign. Ichigo’s body shook uncontrollably as Kiyone approached. She was so immersed in her brilliant ideas that she didn’t even notice he was looking around the room; silently begging for help. They only looked at him with an expression of empathy, feeling frozen and overwhelmed with curiosity and fear at what she was going to do to him; though everyone felt she was going to snap his arms, legs, and body apart by trying to stretch him out.
A looming shadow covered tiny Ichigo standing on the table as a giant Kiyone stood before him. He unconsciously let out tiny squeaks of fear as he craned his neck to look up at Kiyone’s child-like innocent smile, the sides of her collar stood up evenly as though she were Dracula.
“Does he really deserve this…?” Nanao’s hands clenched tight and she started to feel guilty for how she had treated Ichigo earlier. She only intended to play with and scare him; not be an idle witness to his murder. “What should I do?” Her feelings began to take over her analytical mind as she looked down at Ichigo and felt his desire to be saved in her own heart. The expression on her face remained unchanged as the moral dilemma forced her to accept that she’d be responsible if anything happened to him.
“This may hurt a little…” Kiyone cracked her knuckles and Ichigo knew her gloved hand would reach down for him any second.
“I’M SORRY! I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST SAVE ME PLEASE!” Ichigo fell to his knees and cried; apologizing and pleading for his life in Nanao’s direction.
The sound of crickets were heard in the background as everyone including Ichigo felt embarrassed for Kiyone’s childish outburst and idealism, but they applauded after a few seconds to spare her feelings from being hurt. Kiyone mentally congratulated herself for being a genius. “Is she really a girl?” Ichigo thought to himself as he stared at her obnoxious gloves.
Isane Kotetsu placed her hand on Kiyone’s comparatively small shoulder; as if she were taking responsibility for her. “I think it’s a wonderful goal to achieve Kiyone, but if it were so easy…it would have been done already.” Isane regretfully informed as she looked into the disappointed face of her little sister. Kiyone turned away from her big sister to look at the ground; she felt empty trying to think of a response and so she didn’t answer. Isane felt her pain in a way that only sisters can. She wanted to cheer her up and make her feel more like a part of the team. “Kiyone, can you help us? How would you restore Ichigo to normal? What are your plans to help him in this situation?”
“Hmm…” Kiyone lifted a gloved finger to her chin and looked up as she thought hard about the question while her eyes closed. She knew this was her big chance to show everyone that she wasn’t just a burden for them to bear during these important meetings!
“She’s a real burden to bear in these meetings eh?” Ichigo asked in a dismissive tone as he turned away from the direction of Kiyone and looked up at Nanao from his view on the table. Nanao ignored him and stepped to the side without taking her eyes off Kiyone “I’m not speaking to you” she thought and crossed her arms while exposing her shoulder in his direction.
A cold breeze blew past that made him shiver and exhale visibly as a tiny igloo appeared beside him. “HEY! I DIDN’T ASK TO BE A PART OF YOUR DIET YOU SKINNY TOOTHPICK!” Ichigo screamed up at Nanao in anger and pulled his sword back as if he was going to throw it at her but the sound of her gasp and the sudden fearful expression on her face stopped him.
“Huh?” Ichigo said aloud as he relaxed and looked around the room to see the others with a strange expression, they appeared to be facing the direction of Kiyone. “HA! Scared of a little girl? You call yoursel- WHAT THE!?“ He screamed and tripped backward as he stared in disbelief at big white puffy clouds hovering above Kiyone’s head with tiny animations inside!
One cloud had Kiyone stretching Ichigo up and down by his arms and legs like he was an accordion or on the rack. Another cloud had the end of a tire pump in Ichigo’s mouth as Kiyone pushed up and down on it repeatedly. And another cloud strangely enough had Kiyone wearing a dominatrix outfit standing with a whip in her hand over a tiny Ichigo bound and helpless at her feet as she laughed.
“I got it!” Kiyone proclaimed with excitement while jumping up and down. Her hovering thought clouds disappeared as she opened her eyes. “Just leave everything to me!” She said reassuringly with her gloved hand stretched out; making a V for Victory sign. Ichigo’s body shook uncontrollably as Kiyone approached. She was so immersed in her brilliant ideas that she didn’t even notice he was looking around the room; silently begging for help. They only looked at him with an expression of empathy, feeling frozen and overwhelmed with curiosity and fear at what she was going to do to him; though everyone felt she was going to snap his arms, legs, and body apart by trying to stretch him out.
A looming shadow covered tiny Ichigo standing on the table as a giant Kiyone stood before him. He unconsciously let out tiny squeaks of fear as he craned his neck to look up at Kiyone’s child-like innocent smile, the sides of her collar stood up evenly as though she were Dracula.
“Does he really deserve this…?” Nanao’s hands clenched tight and she started to feel guilty for how she had treated Ichigo earlier. She only intended to play with and scare him; not be an idle witness to his murder. “What should I do?” Her feelings began to take over her analytical mind as she looked down at Ichigo and felt his desire to be saved in her own heart. The expression on her face remained unchanged as the moral dilemma forced her to accept that she’d be responsible if anything happened to him.
“This may hurt a little…” Kiyone cracked her knuckles and Ichigo knew her gloved hand would reach down for him any second.
“I’M SORRY! I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST SAVE ME PLEASE!” Ichigo fell to his knees and cried; apologizing and pleading for his life in Nanao’s direction.
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March 13, 2025
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