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Chapter 113 by Yellowjack42 Yellowjack42

Chibi-Shini?!

Shini-shorty

“Uh…what in the seven blue hells,” you mutter in confusion as you sit upright, your head quickly beginning to pound with a skull splitting headache causing you to clench your eyes shut to block out the pain inducing light and hiss in agony, “What happened…and why does my head feel like Kenpachi crawled inside of it and is trying to fight his way out?”

“It really is John-koi,” the small Yoruichi mutters in surprise, her brilliant golden eyes looking you up and down as she softly whispers, “You should lie back down Johnny, you had quite an…um, explosive return from your last trip.”

Cracking open one eye you glance to the miniature Yoruichi, one of your eyebrows quirking right up until a powerful jolt of pain sends it down and causes your eye to snap shut, “Dammit, that stings! Ugh…what do you mean ‘explosive return’ Yoruichi-hime?”

Instead of Yoruichi’s voice being the one to answer you hear a quiet scuffle, the sounds of two people whispering arguments with one another until at last Soi-fong is the one to speak up, “Well, since you and the snake ‘sisters’ spent so long having…intimate time last night the rest of us decided to let you get a little extra sleep this morning. But…at around nine the entire castle was flooded with this bright white light and a huge explosion that came from your room…none of us are really sure what happened but when we got to your room we found that you, Free-san, Kyokotsu-san, and four other women in various types of armor were lying on your floor while Medusa-san, Anko-san, and Snakey-san were still asleep on your bed…not to mention that everything was huge!”

“There was also a whole bunch of plant life around you Johnny-koi, like something took the wood from the floors paneling and made it grow out of control until it was nearly sprouting trees around you,” The sound of Yoruichi’s frantic voice meets your ears, her slightly screechy tone not helping your headache in the least.

“Okay…I get it…” you moan as your fingers work and press into your aching temples, “what about the others…are they okay?”

Once more you hear the sounds of nervous scuffling followed by a very tentative voiced Soi-fong, “Er…perhaps it’d be better if you looked for yourself John-sama…”

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