Shiori Novella One-shots

Bunny-ori Goes Wrong

Now's a good day to go shopping for new clothes since the rain finally stopped. Unfortunately, that idea is also popular among the rest of the crowd who stayed home during the storm. You make it to the mall, and it's as busy as ever with people swarming shops and clogging walkways. You barely manage to squeeze into a clothing shop, but it's one you're not too familiar with. However, considering the current afternoon rush, it's probably best to at least check this place out. Maybe you might even find something.

You walk past the racks of black coats and black shirts. Next were the

black jeans and black shoes and black bunny suits. Wait, bunny suits? What kind of clothing shop was this? Who would be crazy enough to buy them so openly as well? At least the jeans look nice. You pick up a few pairs and take them over to the cashier and ask her for a dressing room to make sure they fit. The cashier points at one of the two dressing rooms in the corner. Without hesitation, you walk over and peek through the curtain. Maybe you should have asked which room the cashier pointed to since this one wasn't empty.

"W-What the heck are you doing?" says the girl in the bunny suit.

You better come up with an answer—and fast.

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"Uh... The... The employee up front..." you fumble for words, keenly aware of her shaking first.

Her bright golden eyes are burning with fury, but tinged with embarrassment, framed by stark white hair and pitch black hair, perfectly split down the middle. You also can't help but notice how tightly the bunny suit fits her voluptuous body.

Her glare intensifies as you continue to struggle for words, keeping your head poked through the curtain.

Blinking, you realize that you should stop staring, based on her expression, she could feel your eyes moving up and down her body as you tried to process.

"Sorry!" you exclaim as you withdraw your head from the fitting room. You take a second to take a deep breath, collecting yourself. "The employee up front mentioned that there were fitting rooms back here... I just didn't think to ask which one or ask if this one was occupied..."

She pokes her head out, wrapping the curtain around her neck, making sure the rest of her isn't visible. Her eyes are still filled with fury and embarrassment, a scowl painted on her face, not taking away from how adorable she is.

"You need to make up for it. You saw me in this, now you have to wear one and I'll peek at you and see how you like it!" She says, her voice shaking a little. "Got it?" she confirms with an unspoken threat.

You nod slowly, and go to grab a bunny suit of your own. It takes a few minutes, but somehow finding one in your size. Looking around to make sure no one sees you, you grab it off the rack. You slowly make your way back and find the girl standing outside the fitting room in a faintly gothic dress and oversized jacket with a fur collar. As you head over, you see that her arms are crossed under her chest, and she's tapping her foot restlessly, her eyes tracking you.

"Well? Put it on." she demands, pointing at the fitting room, your eyes following slowly.

You look around again, and step into the fitting room. It takes you a solid ten minutes to figure out how to actually wear it. Before you can tell her you're ready, she pokes her head in with perfect timing.

"Heh. Didn't think you'd actually do it. Ok, we're good, I guess," she mutters. "But, if this ever happens again..." she continues with another unspoken threat.

"R-right..." you reply as she withdraws her head.

After changing back into your regular clothes, you feel exhausted, and just want to get the jeans and leave. Stepping back out of the fitting room, you see the girl sitting in one of the chairs and she looks up at you.

"Hey," she greets you. "Wanna grab some lunch?"

"Uh..." you can't help but feel this is less a request and more another demand. "Sure...?"

She nods and the two of you pay for your finds on your way out and leave together.