A memory suddenly forced its way into Ichigo's mind—a memory of Senna as his companion. Two completely different perceptions clashed wildly within his head.
At last, Ichigo noticed the strange inconsistency. He shook his head hard and pointed at Senna in shock. "Why do I think she's... Big Sister? I actually bowed to her just now?"
"Um..." Senna smiled guiltily and was just about to speak.
"Huh? What are you talking about, Classmate Kurosaki? Senna has always been Big Sister." Orihime blinked her large eyes, her face full of confusion. She even thoughtfully walked up to him and reached out to gently feel his forehead, apparently checking whether Ichigo had injured his head during training.
"Exactly, Ichigo." Chizuru nodded along. "Senna has always been our Big Sister."
Ichigo nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. "What the hell? Did I transmigrate?"
What the hell was going on? Was he the only one who thought something was wrong?
Seeing that things were turning bad, Senna shrank her neck and quietly edged behind the sofa, trying to reduce her presence.
Yuko asked curiously, "Come to think of it, why do you call her Big Sister?"
"Why?"
Everyone looked at one another, their expressions becoming somewhat conflicted, but eventually they relaxed.
"Big Sister is Big Sister."
Senna leaned close to Yuko's ear and whispered, "I only inserted the memory of me being their Big Sister. I haven't had time to make up the rest."
"..."
Just as expected.
But even after it had become this unnatural, no one besides Ichigo realized there was a problem?
Seeing their little exchange, Ichigo narrowed his eyes. "Aunt, what exactly are you doing?"
Yuko did not answer him. Instead, she asked Orihime and the others, "Tell me, Orihime, Chizuru, how old are you this year?"
The two