Akari looked over the tickle tools laid out before her on a long table, thinking carefully about which to pick. She had no idea who her opponent would be, and so couldn't tailor her choice. Perhaps if she had been more cunning, asking around beforehand, she might have learned some clues. Instead the oni had to play it by ear.
The first item, or items, that she laid eyes on were a pile of little feathers. Curious, she picked one of the small, fluffy things up. What was she supposed to do with this? As she threw it, she watched in amazement as it zipped through the air like a bee or hummingbird, coming alive. It hovered in mid-air, as if searching for a target, before it turned around again towards Akari. The little feather darted toward her and started wriggling itself against her bare stomach just below her navel. Akari burst into surprised laughter and grabbed at the small feather, shocked at how effective the small thing was. "Magical feather darts, hmm…." she mused, "Little too small for my taste. And it looks like they might come back at me." She put the offending feather down, and thankfully it obeyed, resting peacefully.
The next item she looked at was what looked like a long spear. Only instead of a pointed metal tip at the end, it was a soft brush, as if one were to paint a gigantic picture. Next to the brush-spear were a number of jars to dip the brush in, each coated with a different colored powder. Akari looked down to read the descriptions of each: "Sensitizing powder, make them so ticklish they can't resist!"; "Lingering powder, the ticklish feeling never goes away, wear down your opponent with repeated strokes!", "Super tickle powder, amplifies the effect of each little stroke!"; and "Lust powder, pleases as much as it teases, arouses the ticklee no matter where you touch!"
Akari looked at all of these powders dubiously, also wary of any of them coming back to bite her very exposed skin. She decided to keep looking, turning away from the lust powder with a shiver down her spine. Finally, Akari found an item that suited her: a tickle cannon. It was small by cannon standards, but large enough that anyone normal sized couldn't possibly use it. But Akari could lift the weapon onto her shoulder, slowly but powerfully aiming it at her target. The tickle cannon fired a magical burst of ticklish energy at the victim, making it feel as though invisible hands were ticklishly roaming all over their skin. If Akari could aim it in time, she could win the fight in one shot. The only downside was that the weapon already slowed down the oni, making her into even more of a tank. But as long as her opponent wasn't too nimble, she was confident in her victory.
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