From outside the closet door, Rukia could hear Kurosaki Isshin crying at the top of his voice how pleased he was that his son was getting in touch with his feminine side. Followed by the crash of Ichigo kicking him through the door. Followed by the thumping of him falling down the stairs.
All of it faded into a background blur as she blissfully immersed herself in the pile of books which Ichigo had kept for her. Fortunately for him. It would have been . . . regrettable (for him) if he hadn't.
After all, Soul Society couldn't import shoujo horror manga.
(Yet.)
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