Sakura clearly wants nothing to do with any form of foot odor for the rest of her life after having to go through all the torture Ibuki has put her through, and Chun Li's boots were the last thing on her mind right now.
"Please Ibuki... stop... it... *cough cough*" Sakura could only cough as her senses continue to be depleted thanks to the torture.
"Sakura-chan, don't you like foot odor? Well.. in that case... I have some ways to convince you otherwise." Ibuki slyly said, seeing Sakura gaze her eyes in terror even further.
Ibuki began to open the locker full of the stinky, discarded footwear and gave Sakura an ultimatum that would otherwise put her in her place.
"It's like this, if you smell her boots and follow what I say, then everything will be fine for you. If you don't want to listen to me, then I have no choice than to put you in 'Ibuki's Locker of Justice!'. And what happens inside, and to your willpower, is all under your responsibility. What do you say, sniff the boots, or a night inside the locker?"
Sakura shivered in terror even more. It was either willingly smell Chun Li's boots, or a night in the foot odor locker?
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