When Shinobu let it slip that she was hit by a blood demon art, Giyu immediately had her return to the butterfly estate to get checked out.
“What kind of demon art was it exactly?” Aoi Kanzaki asked, joined by Sumi, Kiyo and Naho.
“Much to my surprise, it was a tickling art.” Shinobu said, somehow sounding happy about that
“T-that has to be a joke..” Aoi sweatdropped but Shinobu wasn’t joking. “Well, how do you feel? Anything strange?”
Truth be told, yes. The composed insect hashira’s brain was racing with thoughts of tickling. In fact, upon look at the four girls in the room, she imagined them hang tickling her or all of them being tickled by her
But she didn’t want the girls to worry, that or the demon art was manipulating her, so she simply said no.
“I still think you should remain her for a while just in case. We don’t know if that art has any lingering effects.” Aoi reasoned with the three kids agreeing.
Shinobu then had the three kids leave the room, just leaving her and Aoi alone
“Ok, what’s wrong? I saw that look in your eye earlier. You were staring at us with a blank look.” Aoi said worried
Shinobu leaned towards the pig-tail haired girl and whispered two words. “Tickle-tickle~”
And before Aoi knew it, Shinobu had pulled her into her bed and tickle the life out of her sides and ribs while the normally composed younger girl burst out laughing.
The insect hashira’s eyes seemed to glow as the demon art had taken over at that moment. Every thought that ran through her head was about tickling others and needing to be tickled.
As Aoi cackled, she did remember how shinobu said this was a tickling art. She knew it! A lasting affect. She needed to get out of her grasp but she didn’t wanna hurt her. So…she tickled Shinobu on her sides.
The insect Hashira cackled adorably as Aoi managed to break free while the insect hashira snapped out of it
“Aoi. I-I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” Shinobu said spooked but those lingering tickling thoughts still remained
The younger girl managed to catch her breath. “It’s fine. Now we know this art is affecting you even tho the demon who did this to you is dead.” Aoi panted
“Are you ok? Do you feel any different? I hope this demon art doesn’t spread like a disease.” Shinobu said concerned
“I feel fine. I’ll go make you some tea to calm you down.” She offered as she left the room
As she went to the kitchen, her mind flashed to that brief tickle assault. And for some reason, despite the tickle assault being out of nowhere, she found herself….wanting more?
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