I remembered a time when I was a really young boy eager to impress my classmates. That day I had heard a joke that I thought was hilarious, but when I told it to my class, they responded with silence. (I can no longer remember that joke).
Later that day, another boy told the same joke and received an outburst of laughter from the same classmates who had remained silent for me.
And for the first time in my life I felt truly jealous.
That experience made me appreciate moments like today to my fullest, days where I can smile surrounded by my friends.
"Look, Acidy." Said Pesche as he spun atop Dondochaka's head using only his index finger for support, and it was an impressive feat. "I practiced this on Bawabawa all day."
"Spin, spin." Dondochaka chanted while Nel cheered, clapping her hands in delight. Their laughter and enthusiasm were infectious, and I found myself joining in.
Even Cirucci, known for her fierce and proud demeanor, couldn't help but crack a smile at the sight of their silly antics.
In contrast, Asguiaro complained openly, "I could come up with better tricks than that."
Suddenly, Pesche lost his concentration, and his body spun out of control, dragging Dondochakka along with him and smacking them both into the rock wall of the cavern.
“Tada…” Pesche tried to speak, only to vomit onto Dondochakka.
"Get away from me, Pesche!" Dondochaka struggled to escape, but it was no use.
I frowned in disgust.
Cirucci's expression turned to one of annoyance. "Must you be so crude, Pesche?" she chided him, matching my face.
Asguiaro couldn't resist gloating, "I told you so." The group burst into laughter, enjoying the moment together.
I stood up now that the show was over. "That was actually an impressive move," I praised them. "But now, it's time to get down to business."
“So, what is it that you wanted to talk about?” Pesche's playful demeanor turned serious.
Nel looked at him strangely, her eyes shining as she was not used to seeing him act this way.
"We want you to keep an eye out for a human who will be arriving soon." Cirucci spoke up, her tone sharp. "An orange-haired boy with both shinigami and hollow powers."
Dondochakka interrupted while picking his nose, "Why is that human so important? Shouldn't someone like him not exist?"
My expression turned grave. "He is the result of one of Aizen's experiments before he came to Hueco Mundo," I explained. "I don't know the exact reason, but Aizen wants him to evolve his powers by pitting him against us."
Pesche looked at me suspiciously. "What benefit would we get from this? We just want to live in peace."
"And eat yummy food," Nel added with a grin, her mouth watering at the thought.
"You'll have the chance to get revenge on those two who hurt you guys," Cirucci replied, her eyes flashing with anger. "Ichigo's attack on Las Noches will lower their defenses."
At that, Pesche and Dondochakka huddled together, touching each other's shoulders as Nel hung from Dondochakka's head. After a few seconds, they nodded their heads and turned to face me.
"We'll do it," they said in unison.
"We'll help Itsugo, and you'll have to go on a date with me in exchange." Nel added with sparkling eyes.
I felt a drop of sweat drip from my forehead at that. "Once you're older," I said with a chuckle, ruffling her hair playfully. I definitely didn’t hear a woman’s hum at that action.
"Good, I'm counting on you guys," I said, trying to wrap up the conversation. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have to make our own preparations."
“Let’s go.” I said to my subordinates.
“You better not fail our lord.” Warned Asguiaro with a dark look.
“You wish. Tomato.” Responded Pesche while waving his fist menacingly.
At that, Cirucci stepped in, grabbing Asguiaro by the collar. “You better get going. We haven't finished your training, Mr. Reddy."
“Wait woman” Asguiardo tried to protest, but he couldn't match Cirucci's strength.
As we walked away, I couldn't help but feel grateful for having such a dedicated team.
"Goodbye," I said, turning back to wave at the trio.
"Goodbye!" They responded in unison, waving their arms in farewell.
As they disappeared from view, I felt a sense of urgency wash over me. The war was coming, and there was still so much to do. I couldn't afford to waste any time. It was time to get back to my own preparations.
Aonte Acidwire starts to build the structure of his plans, changing small parts first to improve his odds.
Omake: Up and down
Ikumi was driving the van when suddenly the fat Latin man woke up.
“So you are awake, pervert.” The black haired woman stated.
“Wait, this is actually a misunderstanding, I was just looking after the girl as a favor to a friend.” He tried to explain.
Ikumi narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "And why should I believe you?" She was suspicious but looking at the man's pitiful expression, she couldn't help but hesitate.
Ikumi hesitated and stopped the van. She got out of the van.
The man tried to do the same only to stumble forward, falling into Ikumi's ample bosom.
She quickly punched him away in the stomach, her face turning red with anger.
"Pervert!" She shouted, her fists clenched at her sides.
The man groaned and clutched his stomach, clearly in pain from Ikumi's punch. Just then, a tall figure appeared out of nowhere.
It was Sado Yasutora, looking as stoic as ever.
"What's going on here?" He asked, his voice deep and serious.
"I'm teaching him a lesson," Ikumi said, her tone indicating that she wasn't going to take any excuses from the man.
Sado nodded in understanding. "I see.” Clearly used to the situation.
I remembered a time when I was a really young boy eager to impress my classmates. That day I had heard a joke that I thought was hilarious, but when I told it to my class, they responded with silence. (I can no longer remember that joke).
Later that day, another boy told the same joke and received an outburst of laughter from the same classmates who had remained silent for me.
And for the first time in my life I felt truly jealous.
That experience made me appreciate moments like today to my fullest, days where I can smile surrounded by my friends.
"Look, Acidy." Said Pesche as he spun atop Dondochaka's head using only his index finger for support, and it was an impressive feat. "I practiced this on Bawabawa all day."
"Spin, spin." Dondochaka chanted while Nel cheered, clapping her hands in delight. Their laughter and enthusiasm were infectious, and I found myself joining in.
Even Cirucci, known for her fierce and proud demeanor, couldn't help but crack a smile at the sight of their silly antics.
In contrast, Asguiaro complained openly, "I could come up with better tricks than that."
Suddenly, Pesche lost his concentration, and his body spun out of control, dragging Dondochakka along with him and smacking them both into the rock wall of the cavern.
“Tada…” Pesche tried to speak, only to vomit onto Dondochakka.
"Get away from me, Pesche!" Dondochaka struggled to escape, but it was no use.
I frowned in disgust.
Cirucci's expression turned to one of annoyance. "Must you be so crude, Pesche?" she chided him, matching my face.
Asguiaro couldn't resist gloating, "I told you so." The group burst into laughter, enjoying the moment together.
I stood up now that the show was over. "That was actually an impressive move," I praised them. "But now, it's time to get down to business."
“So, what is it that you wanted to talk about?” Pesche's playful demeanor turned serious.
Nel looked at him strangely, her eyes shining as she was not used to seeing him act this way.
"We want you to keep an eye out for a human who will be arriving soon." Cirucci spoke up, her tone sharp. "An orange-haired boy with both shinigami and hollow powers."
Dondochakka interrupted while picking his nose, "Why is that human so important? Shouldn't someone like him not exist?"
My expression turned grave. "He is the result of one of Aizen's experiments before he came to Hueco Mundo," I explained. "I don't know the exact reason, but Aizen wants him to evolve his powers by pitting him against us."
Pesche looked at me suspiciously. "What benefit would we get from this? We just want to live in peace."
"And eat yummy food," Nel added with a grin, her mouth watering at the thought.
"You'll have the chance to get revenge on those two who hurt you guys," Cirucci replied, her eyes flashing with anger. "Ichigo's attack on Las Noches will lower their defenses."
At that, Pesche and Dondochakka huddled together, touching each other's shoulders as Nel hung from Dondochakka's head. After a few seconds, they nodded their heads and turned to face me.
"We'll do it," they said in unison.
"We'll help Itsugo, and you'll have to go on a date with me in exchange." Nel added with sparkling eyes.
I felt a drop of sweat drip from my forehead at that. "Once you're older," I said with a chuckle, ruffling her hair playfully. I definitely didn’t hear a woman’s hum at that action.
"Good, I'm counting on you guys," I said, trying to wrap up the conversation. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have to make our own preparations."
“Let’s go.” I said to my subordinates.
“You better not fail our lord.” Warned Asguiaro with a dark look.
“You wish. Tomato.” Responded Pesche while waving his fist menacingly.
At that, Cirucci stepped in, grabbing Asguiaro by the collar. “You better get going. We haven't finished your training, Mr. Reddy."
“Wait woman” Asguiardo tried to protest, but he couldn't match Cirucci's strength.
As we walked away, I couldn't help but feel grateful for having such a dedicated team.
"Goodbye," I said, turning back to wave at the trio.
"Goodbye!" They responded in unison, waving their arms in farewell.
As they disappeared from view, I felt a sense of urgency wash over me. The war was coming, and there was still so much to do. I couldn't afford to waste any time. It was time to get back to my own preparations.
Aonte Acidwire starts to build the structure of his plans, changing small parts first to improve his odds.
Omake: Up and down
Ikumi was driving the van when suddenly the fat Latin man woke up.
“So you are awake, pervert.” The black haired woman stated.
“Wait, this is actually a misunderstanding, I was just looking after the girl as a favor to a friend.” He tried to explain.
Ikumi narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "And why should I believe you?" She was suspicious but looking at the man's pitiful expression, she couldn't help but hesitate.
Ikumi hesitated and stopped the van. She got out of the van.
The man tried to do the same only to stumble forward, falling into Ikumi's ample bosom.
She quickly punched him away in the stomach, her face turning red with anger.
"Pervert!" She shouted, her fists clenched at her sides.
The man groaned and clutched his stomach, clearly in pain from Ikumi's punch. Just then, a tall figure appeared out of nowhere.
It was Sado Yasutora, looking as stoic as ever.
"What's going on here?" He asked, his voice deep and serious.
"I'm teaching him a lesson," Ikumi said, her tone indicating that she wasn't going to take any excuses from the man.
Sado nodded in understanding. "I see.” Clearly used to the situation.
