This choice: Ichigo safely arrived to the grocery store and got back home in time. • Go Back...Chapter #7Ichigo safely arrived to the grocery store and ... by: poky   After a long jog from the local gym, the substitute Soul Reaper had finally reached the nearest supermarket near his house, which is a long way from the gym. Panting and sweating profusely, Ichigo wiped sweats off his brow as he took a breather in front of the supermarket. As he walked into the supermarket, he felt a contrast in temperature between his body and the cool air inside, feeling the cool breeze flow against his hot body. He let out a relaxed sigh as he pulled out the smartphone and tried to open the message. He is still really not familiar with the function of the smartphone so it took a while for him to open the message, while enjoying the cool temperature of the air condition. Unknown to him, an orange-haired tall muscular teenager usually stand out in a normal supermarket, which easily attracted many attention from the customers and workers of this supermarket. Almost everyone noticed the handsome teenager as he walked in, his head taller than the racks in the supermarket.
Along the ride, Renji was feeling worse and worse with every jog. He was starting to get dizzy from all the motion, his face was turning green and the motion sickness has finally getting to him. He tried to have steady breath and forced himself not to spill his guts out, but the smell wasn’t helping either. Although the musk wasn’t as worse as his last trip to the ass, it certainly wasn’t better. The sweat was also raining on him non-stop, and a few drops of sweat managed to seep into his mouth. He tried to cough the taste out, but it only made more sweat flow into his mouth. He could only gulped down the foul liquid forcefully into his stomach, and made a mental note to himself not to open his mouth again. As he finally couldn’t hold his urge to puke, the movement abruptly came to a stop. He shouted Ichigo’s name for help, but the giant’s own breathing sound has covered Renji’s plea for help. He could feel that Ichigo was bending down, hands on his hips, taking a breather from the long journey. Suddenly, he felt a rush of cold wind flowing through the chasm between the giant’s bicep and pecs, making his prison more bearable. He was tangled between the armpit hairs when he felt his giant friend moving, slower this time. He noticed the change in temperature, the air surround him become cooler.
Ichigo finally managed to open the message, and scrolled through the grocery list. “Hmmm…, beef, carrot, curry…” Ichigo read it in his mind as he scrolled through the grocery list. He thought of finding where all of the stuff is by himself but knew that it’s going to take a lot of time. He quickly approached a nearby female grocery clerk, wanting to know where all those stuff is and quickly got home. Unknown to him, the female grocery clerk has already eyeing on him since his arrival, and could not take her eyes off him. Those toned arms, that muscular body, those thick muscular thighs…… She could imagine herself lying in those arms, being caressed by those fingers, or being able to touch his muscular body, gliding her hands through his muscular pecs, his toned eight-pack abs…… She was in her imaginary dream when Ichigo approached her. She finally noticed Ichigo was in front of her when he swung his hands in front of her face, trying to get her attention. She gave out a small yelp when she realized that her just met dream/crush was inches in front of her face, staring at her. Quickly, she checked if her hair was tidy, her uniform was aligned, making sure she was perfect, and gave him the sweetest smile she had, and asking:” Yes, what can I do to help you?” Ichigo asked where are all those things located in the grocery store, and showed him the list of things in his phone, while scratched the behind of his head, appeared embarrassed. The grocery clerk blushed a little bit as he came closer, as she could feel the heat radiated from his body, and hid her smirk when she was the handsome teenager in front of him scratched the behind of his head, appeared embarrassed. She quickly led the way to all the places the things located, which was surprisingly at the same place. The grocery clerk kept purposely bumping into Ichigo, wanted to feel the muscles on Ichigo’s body, and was satisfied with the feeling. Then, at the counter, the grocery clerk quickly go through all of the stuff, and was worried that he needed to carry all the groceries by himself. “Don’t worry.” Ichigo answered, “I can handle it.” He then lifted both of the grocery bag easily, without letting out a grunt. Before he left, the grocery clerk slipped a card into Ichigo’s gym shorts pocket, and mouthed “Call Me” to Ichigo, which he could only nod with an embarrassing look. He then quickly got out of the supermarket, when he realized he didn’t have much time left.
Along the trip to the supermarket, Renji was feeling slightly better than at the outside,since he was in an air-conditioned place. Renji could feel the cool air flowing through his prison as his giant friend walked. Renji could not see a thing, his sight was blocked by the think dense forest of orange fuzzy hair. He could feel that Ichigo was talking, and was relieved when Ichigo lifted his arm, giving him some fresh air. During the brief relief, Renji scanned the surrounding through the armpit hair. He could see that Ichigo was at the supermarket, the place he went sometimes when he stayed at Urahara’s house to buy stuffs, so probably Ichigo was doing the same. His relief was short-lived, however, when Ichigo lowered his arm again, encasing him with darkness. He tried to untangle himself from the armpit hair, but the think orange hair wrapped around him like tendrils, trying to trap its prey. Suddenly, he felt the bicep muscle beside him tightened, the space between both walls of flesh become smaller, pushing him against the hard pectoral muscle. He guessed that his giant captor was lifting something. He could only groaned with discomfort as the orange-haired teenager started to run again, and started sweating again since he was already outside. This trip was bound to be more unbearable, since Renji was grinding more harshly against his captor’s body. Renji gritted his teeth as pain shot through his whole body with every grind, but he couldn’t do anything due to his size.
After a relatively short trip, Ichigo finally arrived to his house, the Kurosaki Clinic. He groaned as he heard the ruckus inside the house, the usual stuff that happened in the house. He let go of both of the grocery bags to the ground, let both of his hands and arms rest of a while. He rested his hands on his hips, and breathed in the evening air deeply, his chest heaving heavily. After the ruckus had ended, he heaved both of the grocery bag over his shoulder, and moved his body through the front door. He noticed that there is a pair of shoes he didn’t recognize at the front door, indicating that there is visitor inside. “I’m back!!” Ichigo shouted. Then, he heard some loud thumping coming from the corridor. With a sigh, he sidestepped out of the way as a large object flew away beside him, landing outside, face down. “Ichigo, your reflex has increased!” Isshin, Ichigo’s father, exclaimed, as he got up. “That’s because you’re an idiot, Baka!!” Ichigo replied, as he walked into the kitchen. “Yuzu, I’ve buy the stuff you wanted!” Ichigo told Yuzu, who was preparing today’s dinner. “Thanks, Ichi-nii!” Yuzu replied,and hugged Ichigo. She then noticed the smell and Ichigo’s body, and pinched her nose as she commented:” Ichi-nii, you’re smelly. Go shower!” Ichigo chuckled at that comment, as he quickly hugged Yuzu, teasing with her. “Who are you saying about being smelly, huh?” Ichigo teased as he tickled her here and there, causing her to giggle.
“Ichigo!” A familiar voice shouted, causing the orange-haired Substitute Shinigami to freeze. He quickly dropped Yuzu to the ground, and turned around to see the familiar face of……
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