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An Arcanist in Karakura Town

Chapter 41

-VB-

Today was a great day.

And it wasn’t just because I woke up cuddling to both Tatsuki and Orihime and then spent the morning after breakfast in utterly debaucherous threesome with my two women.

No, no, no.

That would have today a “good” day but not a great one.

Today was great because I completed one of my research projects.

“Hello there, little buddy,” I smiled as I looked down at the little thing I had created using a combination of magic, soul stuff, and science.

The murky black and oily substance on top of the experiment circle wiggled in response to my words.

Tatsuki, on the other hand, did not like it as much.

“...Ew.”

I gasped dramatically. “What do you mean ‘ew’?! This is my magnus opum! My masterpiece!”

Wiggly, because it wiggled, wiggled and jiggled to my praise.

“What … is it?” Orihime did her best to not show her initial distaste but it took her a while to get a modern comparison. “Oh oh oh! It’s like that Terminator! The one that’s made out of nanomachines and changes shape however it wants! Is it like that!” Her normal self would be jumping up and down in excitement, literally, but her early late stage pregnancy baby bump kept her from physically showing her excitement.

“It is kind of, yeah,” I grinned before turning back to Wiggly. I reached to the side and grabbed a petrified essence of Hollows and gingerly dropped it in front of Wiggly.

Wiggly hesitated. This was its first time coming across Hollow essence, so it was cautious. My little Wiggly was not a dumb AI, VI, or anything crude like that. No, Wiggly was a more refined living being that existed across three different realms: physical, spiritual, and magical. Just as mana was not something that could not be detected by physical means, it too had its own separate “realm” to speak of.

Wiggly existed there, here, and in the spiritual dimension. Nothing could escape Wiggly if it didn’t want its target to escape.

Once I trained it, Wiggly would be a wonderful guardian.

“Come on. It’s food.”

Wiggly hesitated still before reaching out with its near featureless, gelatinous body. It took a “bite” out of the petrified essence. It paused and then almost jumped the little morsel.

Within seconds, the Hollow essence was gone, and Wiggly was just a bit bigger. It was no longer the size of my fingernail but the size of my thumb.

Progress!

“Eat as much as you want, Wiggly,” I said while mentally checking up on the familiar bond I had installed in it and myself. It was happy and wanted more food.

And I had plenty of it.

-VB-

Wiggly jiggled.

It wiggled.

It waggled.

It bounced.

“*ig g**, ar**t y*u?”

It wiggled to creator’s words.

Creator big!

Creator gave Wiggly more white food, and Wiggly ate it all!

Creator patted Wiggly for being good.

Eating was good, so Wiggly ate more.

Then someone said something, and it wasn’t the two humans with creator. Creator stood up and walked away, listening to something in front of a dome-like device.

Then creator got angry.

This was Wiggly’s first time feeling anger.

It … It was big. It hurt.

Wiggly jiggled weakly, and creator was quick to be by its side.

“*ka*, i**s o**y,” creator whispered as his hand caressed Wiggly’s body.

Wiggly jiggled.

“S****, b** the** *r* pe**le *ut*id*.”

He stood back up and talked to the other two humans.

Then Wiggly got its first order!

[Protect two humans].

The orange was “Orihime” and the black was “Tatsuki.”

Wiggly will do what creator ordered!

… Creator looked a little scary. He was hissing something at the dome device thing. Voices from the dome shouted back at him.

Creator got angry again.

And then creator did something that Wiggly felt on the edge of himself. Wiggly condensed itself in defense when it felt something raw and angry like creator screech outside home.

Wiggly… Wiggly did not like the raw and angry screech, but the voices that made creator angry stopped.

“Orihime” and “Tatsuki” looked upset? Why were they upset?

Creator made shoulder movement when the two talked to him and he said something in reply. Said a lot of things.

Wiggly didn’t understand most of it.

Creator was back to being in front of Wiggly, and he had more food!

What was black food?

It tasted kind of like white food.

… Tasty.

-VB-

“Why did you kill them so readily?” Tatsuki demanded angrily.

Orihime had gone off to make lunch and I found myself confronted by my angry second wife.

“Because they were here to impose their rules on us,” I replied, exasperatedly. “What do you not understand about that?”

“You didn’t have to kill them!”

I raised an eyebrow.

“Tatsuki, I faced Hollows that want to eat me and Shinigamis that want to kill me. Did you know that I had to thwart seventeen different assassinations from the shinigamis alone?”

“Ichigo wouldn’t-”

“The idiot definitely wouldn’t do something like assassination,” I snorted. “He punches first, remember? He might try to headbutt me for doing something he thinks is stupid or immoral in his opinion, but he would never involve himself in the standard cloak and dagger business.”

She looked irritated at how easily I insulted Kurosaki, but didn’t dispute what I said.

Well, except one.

“You realize that I’m your pregnant wife, and this wife also likes punching things when her husband keeps insulting her friend, yes?”

I blinked. “I mean, yes, but Collateral Damage Kurosaki is still Collateral Damage.”

She punched me.