"Meow meow meow meow meow!!!!"
Yoruichi kept meowing angrily, swiping her claws at Cole's face.
This was Shunko - Raijū Senkei - Shunrai Black Cat Battle Maiden (Instant Roar - Thunder Beast Battle Form - Instant Roar Black Cat Battle Maiden).
Unlike the normal Shunko mode, here her spiritual power had turned entirely into lightning, making it violently unstable. In that instant it had completely shredded her clothes.
Her whole body was relying on that white thunder to barely cover her up.
Cole's slap from earlier had landed perfectly on bare skin.
Her entire body felt like it had been overloaded with stimulation.
"What a headache. She's acting completely on emotion…"
Cole looked helplessly at the little cat in his arms.
He felt that if you swapped him out for Soi fong instead, with that yandere lily's preferences, she'd probably be so happy she'd go insane.
Not that he disliked the situation himself.
After all, she felt pretty good to the touch.
But the problem was, now wasn't the time to be copping feels like crazy—they were still in the middle of a war.
Thinking about it, Cole's eyes suddenly lit up. He reached around on himself, and pulled out a small blue ball.
"Meow!!!"
Yoruichi's eyes lit up all at once.
Still held in Cole's arms, she stretched both hands out, desperately trying to grab the little ball.
She knew exactly what that ball was.
Sniffing it felt amazing.
Cole dangled the little ball in front of Yoruichi like he was teasing a kitten, shaking it back and forth as he grinned.
"Yoruichi-nee, want it? If you want it, you've gotta be a good kitty."
Yoruichi snapped back to her senses, her cheeks flushing scarlet. She opened her mouth and clamped down viciously on Cole's arm, muttering through her teeth:
"You brat, Cole, do you really think I'm a cat!?"
In this form, she only acted off her emotions. It wasn't like her thoughts had literally become feline.
And yet this brat was actually using catnip to tease her.
"So that's how it is…"
Cole's mouth twitched.
Then he simply shoved the catnip ball into Yoruichi's mouth.
"Mm…"
Yoruichi puffed out her cheeks, glaring murderously at the hateful high schooler.
Cole chuckled, pressing his index finger against Yoruichi's plump chest.
"Bakudō - Byakufu (White Subdue)!"
In the instant Yoruichi's beautiful eyes widened, the spiritual pressure in her body was sealed in a flash, and the lightning on the surface of her skin gradually faded away.
"Cole…"
Before Yoruichi could even get the words out, Cole used faster-than-light speed to grab some clothes, wrapping Yoruichi's naked body up.
Then he hoisted the now-squirming "silkworm cocoon" Yoruichi up and aimed her at a luxurious villa in the distance.
Yoruichi was stunned at first. Then she sensed something was wrong. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she forced out in a dry voice:
"Wait, Cole, you're not actually planning to throw me, are you!?"
"You guessed exactly right."
"Off you go."
Cole laughed once, then put his hands together and hurled Yoruichi like a cannon shell.
"Whoosh!!"
The sound of ripping air cut across the sky. Yoruichi's eyes filled with tears as she glared resentfully back at Cole's figure.
"Wait, you brat! I'm going to kill you! Don't throw me away! I still want to watch! How can you have a scene like this without me—"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"
Yoruichi's wail echoed in the air for a long time.
She did not want to leave.
She wanted to stay right here.
A scene that wonderful might not appear even once in a few thousand years. If she left now, she'd definitely regret it for the rest of her life.
At the same time—
In the luxurious villa's second-floor bedroom.
Soi fong, whose arms and legs had just been healed by Orihime's powers, couldn't help glancing toward the west with a sigh.
"I really want to go help… I don't know if Cole is in danger, or how Yoruichi-sama's doing…"
Even as she said it—
She knew she wouldn't be any help.
After using her bankai twice in a row, her spiritual pressure had basically been exhausted. Even if she went over, she'd just be background decoration.
Not only would she not be able to help—
She might actually become a burden.
Unohana, as she treated Yamamoto, smiled and said:
"Captain Soi fong, there's no need to worry. I can feel the spiritual pressure fluctuations over there. Everyone's situation is still very good."
For captains like them, their spiritual network coverage could basically reach half of Karakura Town.
Even though they were here—
They could still accurately gauge the battlefield situation.
Soi fong slowly nodded, forcing herself to relax a little. She decided she had to hurry and recover her energy. Only then could she continue fighting.
Just as she was about to start meditating, Unohana spoke up as if casually:
"By the way, Captain Soi fong, I smelled Cole's scent earlier. Why is it so similar to yours?"
"???"
The ever-cold Soi fong froze at her words, her face instantly turning as red as an apple. She turned her head away, not daring to meet Unohana's gaze, stammering:
"T-that must be a coincidence… There's no way I'd smell the same as that stupid man. It's not like we would ever bathe together or anything…"
"Oh, really?"
Unohana's smile became even gentler.
"I thought you two must have bathed together, so he used your shampoo and body wash. I didn't think I'd guessed wrong."
Soi fong's face grew even redder. She could feel her own heartbeat speeding up.
Orihime blinked her big eyes, scooted closer, and sniffed lightly at Soi fong.
"Yeah, Cole smells the same as Captain Soi fong. You both smell really nice. Is it the same shampoo?"
Beside her, Tatsuki's eyes went wide.
She couldn't believe her best friend was this naive.
Nor could she believe that these two beautiful female Shinigami were actually a pair of cheating cats, discussing this kind of thing right in front of her.
Unohana gently ground her teeth together, shooting Soi fong a dangerous look.
So that was it.
No wonder Cole had been so firm when facing her earlier temptation.
So he'd already been squeezed dry by Soi fong several times over, huh.
They'd probably already done all sorts of shameless things in the bath.
He was in full sage mode now—no desire, no impulse. Not only unwilling to "spar" with her…
He didn't even want to do that kind of thing with her.
Soi fong was mortified to the extreme. All her usual brisk, efficient demeanor had vanished, replaced by a tiny, embarrassed voice.
"This is the shampoo Yoruichi-sama always uses… I like Yoruichi-sama the most, so I specially bought the same kind she uses…"
Unohana smiled sweetly at Soi fong, clearly not believing a single word.
"Yoruichi-sama… Yoruichi-sensei, huh?"
Orihime didn't doubt her at all. She froze for a moment, then suddenly understood, delight lighting up her eyes.
"Captain Soi fong likes Yoruichi-sensei too? I really like Yoruichi-sensei as well. Especially her cat form. She feels amazing to touch."
Seeing that Orihime hadn't questioned her, Soi fong secretly let out a breath of relief.
"Yeah… I like Yoruichi-sama the most. Yoruichi-sama is mine alone. My biggest dream is to sleep with her…"
"Bang!"
The window beside them exploded.
Wrapped in cloth like a little silkworm cocoon, Yoruichi flew in through the shattered window and landed perfectly on the bed.
After rolling several times—
The cloth fell away limply to the side.
The women all stared, eyes round, at Yoruichi's tanned, flawless skin, her voluptuous figure, her flushed face and full-on furious expression.
Especially Soi fong—her brain short-circuited completely as she stared blankly at Yoruichi.
"Yoruichi-sama…"
Was she dreaming?
Yoruichi, completely naked, had been delivered to her all wrapped up like this?
And onto the bed, no less!?
At that exact moment, Cole's voice came from Yoruichi's body, sealed in by kido.
"Soi fong, I'm sending Yoruichi-san over to you. Keep a good eye on her for me. Don't let her come back here and stir up trouble."
Yoruichi's face flushed even deeper when she heard this. She struggled with all her might, shouting:
"That damned brat! I wasn't making trouble! I just wanted to race Aizen and see whose speed was faster! I'm definitely faster than him!"
To be slower than Aizen while in her strongest Shunko form—
That was basically pure humiliation.
As she ranted, Yoruichi finally noticed Soi fong by her side. Joy flickered in her eyes.
"Soi fong, thank goodness you're here. Hurry up and undo the bakudō on me. That brat's kido is better than mine, I can't break it right now. I've got to get back to the battlefield."
Right now Aizen had already used his zanpakuto as nourishment to fuel his evolution.
Because of that, Aizen had lost his most terrifying ability—Kyoka Suigetsu—meaning they were free to attack him however they wanted.
She was absolutely still useful.
Soi fong couldn't help swallowing, her face turning even redder. But she still forced down her own desire and asked:
"Yoruichi-sama, can you tell me what's going on over there first? I'm really worried about Cole's situation."
Yoruichi didn't notice anything strange about her disciple. She ground her teeth and gave a straightforward report of everything that had happened.
When she heard that Cole had been showing overwhelming dominance—
Practically beating Aizen into the ground—
A sickly, feverish light flashed in Soi fong's eyes. She couldn't help reaching out, her self-control shattered, gently caressing Yoruichi's soft skin.
"Yoruichi-sama, if things aren't that dangerous anymore… then it's fine if you don't go back."
Yoruichi still didn't notice her disciple's dangerous state. She squirmed a bit, complaining unhappily:
"Soi fong, stop touching me, that tickles. Hurry up and untie me already."
The kido Cole had used on her had pretty much sealed her spiritual pressure entirely. She really was almost as helpless as a normal human right now.
"Aah, Yoruichi-sama…"
Soi fong's face flushed, a moan slipping from her lips as she slid her arms around Yoruichi from behind.
"Yoruichi-sama, your body is so soft… and so full. It's way better than my figure…"
Yoruichi blinked, suddenly sensing something was very wrong.
"Soi fong, why is your face… so red?"
"Ahem, Soi fong, that really tickles. Can't you let me go first?"
"Soi fong, where are you touching…?"
Suddenly, Yoruichi let out a startled cry as her soft body was lifted up in Soi fong's arms and carried toward the neighboring bedroom.
"Wait, Soi fong, calm down! What's wrong with you? Don't just grope me all over! Captain Unohana, Orihime, hurry and save me…!"
Yoruichi struggled as hard as she could, her calves kicking frantically, but she couldn't break free from her disciple's embrace.
The two silhouettes disappeared into the adjoining room.
Orihime looked a little dazed.
Unohana just kept smiling.
Very soon, faint, breathy moans drifted out from the neighboring bedroom.
Orihime's face went bright red as she remembered scenes of Cole "bullying" her, whispering softly:
"Is… is Captain Soi fong bullying Yoruichi-sensei now?"
Unohana said with a smile:
"Yes. This has always been Captain Soi fong's greatest wish. I didn't expect Cole to help her realize it."
After living together for hundreds of years, as long as you weren't an idiot, you could see exactly how Soi fong felt about Yoruichi.
Now—
Since Soi fong had gotten Yoruichi…
That meant Cole was hers.
Unohana's lips curled up slightly. She was already planning to have a proper "sparring match" with Cole once this incident was over.
Tatsuki swallowed hard on the side.
She felt like all these so-called Shinigami were total perverts. Their fetishes were way too scary.
"..."
Far away, high in the sky—
Aizen once again flew to a halt not far from Cole, staring at him solemnly.
"Now," he said in a low voice, "you can tell me what your ability is."
(End of Chapter)
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