"Why should power be such an inconvenient thing? Since you don't want this body of muscles, use your willpower to fight against it. Keep your body under your control and stop it from growing however it pleases."
Ichigo Kurosaki crouched in front of the cage as he spoke.
"Oh, I can do that?"
She had never imagined that being granted power could become a burden, especially when that power manifested in such an abrupt and uncontrollable way.
Her biceps bulged like mountain peaks, her back muscles were broad enough to seem capable of bearing the weight of the entire world, her pectorals were enormous, and her trapezius muscles were powerful—not to mention the eight clearly defined abs, each one seeming to tell of unknown hardships and effort.
Yet none of it had been earned through sweat. It was a "gift" from the Hogyoku: instant Absolute Power.
It was fortunate that Byakuya Kuchiki had not come to see his little sister. Otherwise, if he discovered that Rukia Kuchiki had turned into Muscle Man and Barbie Doll, he would probably vomit blood on the spot.
"Then what should I do?"
Rukia Kuchiki did not doubt Ichigo Kurosaki's words. After all, she had somehow grown a whole body of muscles out of nowhere despite never having trained.
Who knew what Rukia Kuchiki had felt when she saw muscles sprouting from her body out of nowhere? When Renji Abarai had come to say that he would find Byakuya Kuchiki and ask him to intervene, Rukia Kuchiki had hidden in the shadows and dared not show herself, afraid of scaring Renji Abarai.
After all, the way she looked now was indeed rather outrageous.
Ichigo Kurosaki showed no surprise whatsoever, which made Rukia Kuchiki feel that he was truly incredible.
Ichigo Kurosaki smiled slightly, his expression