Inside the luxuriously decorated room, carpeted in pure white, Bambietta—dressed in a military uniform—was flushed to the extreme.
Deep down, she felt overwhelming shame.
She, a proud member of the Sternritter and the leader of the girls' group, actually had to kneel in front of these ordinary Quincy soldiers.
Did that mean her status was even lower—more lowly—than these ordinary soldiers?
The moment that thought surfaced, besides feeling the ultimate humiliation, Bambietta also felt a strange, indescribable thrill.
Her face grew even redder. Biting her lower lip, she silently bent her knees and knelt down.
She lifted her pale, slender neck and looked at the man on the sofa with eyes full of worship.
The man chuckled. Like he was rewarding a puppy, he ruffled Bambietta's hair, then pointed at the table and said with a grin:
"Good job. Go bring your tools over here. Let's start today's game."
"Woof!"
Bambietta's eyes turned watery. Like a puppy, she yelped obediently and crawled toward the table.
She didn't use her hands.
She used her mouth, biting down and carrying the items over.
Then she crawled back to Cole, opened her mouth, and placed the items on the floor. Like she was begging for a reward, she lifted her head.
Cole didn't hold back at all. He ruffled her hair again and said with a smile:
"Go on. Show your true form."
Bambietta's face reddened even more, but she still obeyed and used the "tools" on herself.
In the blink of an eye, Bambietta had a black blindfold over her eyes, earplugs stuffed into her ears, and fluffy decorations set on her head.
There were matching pieces on her back as well.
Only after seeing that did Cole finally breathe a sigh of relief. He swallowed hard, raised his head with difficulty, and faced the sharp stares from the girls. He spoke stiffly:
"If I said none of this was what I wanted, would you believe me!?"
The girls fell silent for a few seconds.
Then they realized: the things Bambietta put on looked more like restraints—perfectly blocking sight and hearing.
Even her spirit threads probably couldn't be used.
That was why Cole could say something like that.
After reaching that conclusion, Rukia instantly exploded. Gritting her teeth, she swung her blade and chopped at Cole, roaring:
"What have you been doing these past few days!? Is this what you meant by 'properly scouting the enemy'!?"
Soi fong was furious too. "I even thought you were doing something serious—turns out not only did you bully Yoruichi, you're also here bullying men and women alike…"
As she spoke, she raised her zanpakuto and clanged it over and over against Cole.
Sode no Shirayuki couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the restrained, uneasy Bambietta at Cole's feet, she smiled and said:
"Cole-kun, I didn't expect you to like this kind of play. Isn't it a bit… too much?"
As she spoke, a faint blush gradually rose on her snow-and-ice-like face, and she felt an inexplicable sense of shame.
What if Cole wanted to do this to her too?
Should she refuse?
Wouldn't that be… a little too stimulating?
But that was for Shinigami. She was just a zanpakuto, after all.
Unohana chuckled softly, looking at Cole with a gentle expression.
"Cole-kun, these past half month or so… you must've been having a wonderful time, right? With so many pretty girls—"
Cold sweat streamed down Cole's face. He forced out words stiffly:
"Hana-nee, calm down first. Why are you pulling out your zanpakuto?"
Then he glanced at Rukia and Soi fong and said stiffly:
"You two, that's enough. What are you doing, forging iron in here? Keep cutting and your zanpakuto are going to get dull."
Rukia and Soi fong got even angrier.
Why were they this mad?
He'd already bullied them, and now he still dared to lay hands on a girl from the Quincy race.
And he'd bullied her into looking like this.
Even if she was an enemy, that wasn't okay.
What if her personality got twisted?
And if Cole treated them like this in the future…
Their faces flushed as the thought hit them, and the two of them unconsciously swung even harder.
Sparks flew everywhere.
It seriously looked like fireworks from hammering hot iron.
Unohana walked over with a gentle expression, swinging her zanpakuto as she smiled sweetly.
"Cole, don't worry. Why would I ever cut you? After all, you're the only man I love—the one I've truly fallen for."
Cole finally relaxed. So the mature big-sister type really did know how to cherish a man.
But before he could finish relaxing, Unohana smiled sweetly again and said:
"Speaking of which, I recently researched a new medicine. I fused it into my zanpakuto—it can make a man lose his… manhood."
As she spoke, she lifted her pale, silver-white zanpakuto and compared it up and down—
Finally stopping it in front of Cole's lower body.
"I think… if Cole-kun could get rid of the desires of the lower half, you'd become much more serious, wouldn't you?"
"Gah—!"
Cole sucked in a sharp breath, scalp tingling as he stared at Unohana like she was a female demon.
"No, Hana-nee—how could you even come up with something that evil!? Did you forget the good times we shared!?"
As he spoke, he scooted backward uncontrollably, wishing he could bury himself into the sofa's seams.
This was terrifying.
In the world of Shinigami, besides all kinds of absurd powers, the most ridiculous thing was all the black tech.
Especially that old six, Mayuri—nobody ever knew what kind of insane thing that mad scientist would pull out next.
Unohana was no exception. She was Seireitei's best medical Shinigami.
Not only was she proficient in Kaido (Healing Way) and other healing kido—
She had also developed all sorts of medical drugs.
Even her zanpakuto was healing-type.
A yandere doctor big sister like that, developing a medicine…
Cole did not want to gamble the next few hundred years of happiness on it.
Offend the King of Hell if you must—just don't offend a doctor!!!
"It's fine…" Unohana walked closer, smiling sweetly. "Whenever I need Cole-kun, I'll give you part of the antidote. Of course, the effect will last at most three days."
"No!!!"
Cole let out a shrill, explosive scream. He didn't want to be a "real man" for three days.
Seeing that, Cole hurriedly looked at the black-cat lady who was tiptoeing away with a guilty face, then shouted with a dark expression:
"Yoruichi—if you dare run, believe it or not, I'll wrap you up and send you to Soi fong for a few hundred years of 'fun'?"
Yoruichi shuddered. She turned back and saw the blazing heat in her rebellious disciple's eyes.
Her heart instantly sank.
This yandere disciple… he clearly already had Cole, so why was he still fixated on her!?
Rukia's blade burst with frost as she glared viciously at Cole.
"Calling Yoruichi won't help you. Today is your death day—prepare yourself!"
"Right, even Yoruichi can't save you!"
Soi fong's face flushed slightly as she glared just as viciously at Cole.
"You dare bully this girl like this—Yoruichi-sama won't stop me either… unless you really tie up Yoruichi-sama and hand her to me…"
That last sentence, Soi fong whispered in a mosquito-like voice to Cole, her beautiful eyes burning with eagerness as she looked at him.
Yoruichi felt like the sky was collapsing.
So the rebel really was thinking that.
At that moment, Cole looked at the extremely close Unohana, sweating bullets, and quickly shouted:
"You're all misunderstanding! The one who trained Bambietta into this wasn't me—it was Yoruichi! It has nothing to do with me!"
"Hm?"
Unohana paused, looking at Yoruichi with a puzzled expression.
Rukia didn't believe it at all. She said viciously:
"Still trying to argue at a time like this? How could Yoruichi do something like that!?"
"Exactly!"
Soi fong said viciously as well:
"I've followed Yoruichi-sama for over a hundred years—how would I not know if she had a preference like that?"
As she spoke, Soi fong's face reddened a little more. She glanced at Bambietta on the floor, puppy-like, and said:
"And I'm way prettier than her. If Yoruichi-sama had that kind of preference, why hasn't Yoruichi-sama ever done it to me?"
So you're looking forward to Yoruichi doing it to you?
Cole stared at Soi fong with a head full of black lines.
He used to think Soi fong was the sadistic type.
But now it seemed… in front of Yoruichi, she might actually be the masochistic type.
Thinking that, Cole glared viciously at Yoruichi.
"Yoruichi, take your puppy away already. Can't you see how bad it is over here? I'm about to get stabbed by Hana-nee!"
Hearing that, Yoruichi finally—reluctantly—walked over. She grabbed Bambietta's chain and muttered:
"Stop throwing everything on me, okay? You're not exactly innocent either…"
The moment the others saw this, their eyes widened in disbelief.
They felt like they were meeting Yoruichi all over again.
This noble Shinigami woman—with high status, great strength, and stunning looks—
Actually had this kind of secret side!?
"Yoruichi-sama…"
Soi fong stared blankly at Yoruichi, then looked at Bambietta by her feet.
After a long while, she finally snapped back, shocked:
"Why!?"
"Soi fong, you misunderstood…"
Yoruichi also felt embarrassed and was about to explain the whole story—
But Soi fong charged over in rage, pointing at Bambietta on the floor and shouting:
"Why is it her!!!"
"Eh?"
Yoruichi froze. Something felt very wrong.
"Why is it her, Yoruichi-sama!!"
Soi fong locked onto Yoruichi, fuming.
"If you have that kind of preference, you can absolutely come at me! I won't resist at all, and I'll love you forever!"
As she spoke, Soi fong's face turned red. With watery eyes, she looked at Yoruichi and whispered:
"I won't dislike your preference. If this is what you want, I'll do it even better than her. I'll definitely satisfy you…"
Cold sweat poured down Yoruichi's back.
She never could've imagined her rebellious disciple's yandere level had already reached this point.
"Stop! That's already perverted enough!"
"End this topic now!"
"Otherwise this book is going to get banned…"
Cole, sweating just as much, cut off Soi fong's yandere confession and said:
"Yoruichi, explain it to Soi fong, quickly. Otherwise I feel like this yandere lily is about to evolve into a perverted yandere lily."
Yoruichi nodded frantically.
To make sure her disciple stayed mentally healthy, she basically dumped the whole cause-and-effect in one breath.
After finishing, she looked at Soi fong anxiously.
"Soi fong… now you understand, right?"
Only then did Rukia realize, looking at Bambietta.
"So that's what happened. This girl tried to seduce Cole and torture him to death first, so Yoruichi stepped in."
Sode no Shirayuki also relaxed, patting her chest as she smiled.
"I knew it—no matter what, Cole isn't that perverted. So this was Yoruichi's interrogation masterpiece."
"I didn't expect Yoruichi to be this perverted behind the scenes…"
Cole also finally relaxed. He looked at Unohana with pleading eyes.
"Hana-nee, now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, can you put your zanpakuto away? It's really scary."
After hearing what Unohana said earlier, he didn't dare fight her anymore.
Who knew what medicine was hidden inside that zanpakuto?
It was all that damn Mayuri's fault.
Maybe Hana-nee learned it from him.
Cole silently cursed Mayuri and decided that once he returned to Seireitei, he'd have Kisuke tease Mayuri's kid a bit.
After all, as long as you mentioned Kisuke, that sick scientist would instantly blow up.
This is your karma.
Serves you right!
Unohana, looking a bit regretful, casually swung her silver-white zanpakuto and said:
"What a shame. So it wasn't like I imagined… I thought I might get to have Cole-kun all to myself 2.0."
Cole's cold sweat instantly doubled. He didn't expect Unohana to actually have thoughts of monopolizing him.
Rukia immediately became vigilant too.
"Captain Unohana, you said you wouldn't compete with me after Cole dies…"
Facing a gentle, voluptuous big sister like her, Rukia really had no confidence in that area.
Unohana smiled sweetly and sheathed her blade.
"Well… I'm a little regretful now. I really do like Cole. I want to keep him by my side forever."
"That's not allowed!!!"
Rukia was like a cat with its fur standing on end, glaring fiercely at Unohana.
She was a captain with Bankai now. If they really fought, then she probably, maybe, perhaps…
Could beat Unohana!?
Seeing that, Cole quickly stood up and soothed the girls a bit, then glared viciously at Yoruichi.
"Black cat, what are you standing around for? Hurry up and take the puppy away."
Yoruichi pouted, tugged the chain, and headed upstairs—where she'd specially set up a room full of restraints.
Soi fong's face was slightly flushed, and she followed after Yoruichi without thinking.
"Yoruichi-sama…"
Cole was helpless about it and simply let them go.
A moment later, Rukia finally calmed down. She sat on the opposite sofa and looked at Cole seriously.
"Cole, how do you plan to handle the Wandenreich? Aren't you going to talk to the Head Captain and the others?"
(End of Chapter)
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