For an eternity Kiyone gazed at Washu with a puzzled, eye twitching stare. Her mind was full of bewilderment, followed by anger. Why was she doing this she wondered? So lost in thought was she that she failed to notice Ryoko suddenly appearing in front of her.
"Gah!" Kiyone yelped with surprise, nearly jumping out of her skin. "Uh... what?"
Ryoko was staring at her chest. She looked her over from head to toe "Looks the same to me," then informally poked her breasts and turned back to face Washu with a brow irritably raised. "Have you been drinking my Sake?"
"Wait," Ayeka butted in and walked closer. "Those breasts do look bigger," (Kiyone
Authors note: Sorry this took over a year, I actually finished it last year but had to wait for it to be reviewed. Did some correcting, then I went and lost the review and had to get another review which took a while.
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"W-what do you mean not good? Kiyone stuttered "It's not working?" her voice sounded
naturally alarmed for staying in the present could conflict with major events in the
future. And if Mihoshi found out by per chance, she'd blab to everyone in existence if
she could.
Washu, inspecting the machine "Looks like that experiment I tried a week ago really
frazzled and damaged most of the ma
"And just the heck is this thing?" Ryoko asked, floating in front of Washu - seemingly unimpressed by its bland layout. Her tail curled around the front of her waist poking the object, held firmly in Washu's hands.
Ryoko peered at it from every angle. A wooden 3D rectangle shaped almost like a bird's feeding box with a definite oak appearance and a large black hole in middle. Plastic leather straps hung from around Washu's neck, which were clamped onto a rim sticking out. Washu on the other hand was dressed quite traditionally as if preparing for a festival. Ryoko quirked a brow wondering what scheme she was up to.
Washu huffed "This, is no