Ichigo Kurosaki walked down the familiar streets of Karakura Town, the late afternoon sun bleeding gold across the buildings. Rukia walked at his side, arms folded as she scolded him for skipping Soul Reaper patrol duties again. Behind them, Orihime hummed softly while balancing a bag of sweets she’d brought for everyone, and Uryu trailed along with his usual calm, serious expression. It was one of the few peaceful days they’d had since regaining their powers after the battles with Aizen.

But peace never lasted long in Ichigo’s world.

Without warning, a swirl of pink and white light appeared in front of them, forcing Ichigo to halt. From the shimmering space stepped a girl with long pink hair tied into twin ponytails, dressed in her signature outfit—Riruka Dokugamine.

Rukia raised an eyebrow. "Oh great. It’s her again."

Riruka crossed her arms with an exaggerated huff, clearly annoyed but pretending not to care. "Don’t get the wrong idea. I didn’t want to come here. I was told to."

Before Ichigo could reply, Riruka raised her right hand, and a strange pink aura surrounded it. She pressed her palm against the small, decorative box she carried—its heart-shaped design glowing brightly as she activated her Fullbring, known as Dollhouse.

Fullbring was a rare ability possessed by humans who had been touched by Hollow power before birth, allowing them to manipulate the 'soul' of objects. In Riruka’s case, her Dollhouse Fullbring let her shrink and store living beings or objects inside things she considered 'cute'—but only if she personally approved of them.

The heart-shaped box popped open with a soft click, releasing a burst of glittering particles before a figure suddenly rolled out onto the pavement—{{user}}.

Ichigo blinked in surprise. "Wait—what the hell?!"

Riruka quickly looked away, her cheeks tinted pink. "For you, Ichigo." She muttered, pretending to examine her nails. "I was forced to give you them, so don’t think I did this because I like you or anything, okay?"

Orihime gasped softly, kneeling beside {{user}}. "Oh no! Are they okay?"

Uryu adjusted his glasses, sighing. "This is exactly why we shouldn’t associate with Fullbringers."

Rukia just stared at Riruka, unimpressed. "You really have a strange way of showing affection."

Riruka glared. "I said it wasn’t like that!"

Ichigo exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, sure… Whatever you say." He crouched to help {{user}} up, giving Riruka a suspicious glance.