Brothers, You're Too Wild, So I Gave You Your Own Title

Hueco Mundo

A Hollow with a fierce, imposing, fanged demon mask stood there, sharp, powerful horns rising from his head like a dragon's. His razor-edged wings and powerful tail gave him a terrifyingly ferocious presence, and he held an Asauchi in his hand.

Behind him stood a female Hollow in a Western-style outfit with a short suspender skirt and black boots. She stared blankly at the dragon-horned Hollow, then suddenly blushed at some thought. She glanced at him before hurriedly lowering her head...

These two were Ten Unohana, who was training in Resurrección, and Cirucci.

"Grr, damn it, this seal is such a pain," Ten said irritably.

Because of the seal, the difficulty of Ten's Resurrección training had multiplied. On top of that, he didn't want to give up his Hierro or High-Speed Regeneration, which doubled the difficulty again.

Ulquiorra had said that the Espada had all given up an ability unique to Hollows. Some had given up Hierro, others High-Speed Regeneration, and few Arrancar had kept both.

After advancing to Adjuchas, they had to devour other Adjuchas to maintain their form, or else regress. Keeping their form was even harder if they refused to give up High-Speed Regeneration or Hierro. Thus, to keep their power from regressing, most Adjuchas gave up one or both of those abilities.

Once they advanced, the abilities they had given up would never return. That was why the Espada were ranked as they were after Aizen arrived. After all, there was a huge difference in strength between a Hollow that had given up an ability and one that hadn't.

Ten, however, hadn't given up those abilities. Perhaps because of his Zanpakuto, his Hollow side wasn't in danger of regressing after he advanced. In other words, he didn't have to give up Hierro or High-Speed Regeneration.

But because of the seal, Ten's training had become many times harder. Most of every bit of Soul Reaper power he cultivated was sealed away, which annoyed him. Still, there was nothing he could do. If he released the seal, he couldn't train in Resurrección, because the moment he did, the Blade of Slaughter would absorb his Soul Reaper power, naturally making it impossible to continue.

So, although the unfortunate Ten wasn't in danger of dropping a Hollow level, his tortoise-like rate of progress was even more tragic, leaving him speechless for a long time.

How long do I have to wait before I can become an Arrancar and go find girls in the World of the Living?!!! Ten threw back his head and roared.

Compared with the somewhat unfortunate Ten,

Soul Society was in a truly festive mood!

The reason was simple.

Soul Society had won its war against the Quincy, and the reason for its victory was rather absurd.

Soul Society's great criminal, Ten Unohana, had actually been a key factor in winning an important battle in that war.

In a battle where Quincy had ambushed Soul Reapers, Ten had killed one of the enemy's extremely powerful main fighters, leading to victory in that battle and, in turn, victory in the war. After all, there were only a few major fighters on the battlefield; even a force as large as Soul Society had only thirteen captains as its main fighters.

In the Seireitei, Soul Society,

Old Man Yamamoto looked at the assembled captains in the First Division Barracks. The replacements for the six captains Ten had killed had all taken office: Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi of the Third Division, Shinji Hirako of the Fifth Division, Love Aikawa of the Seventh Division, Kensei Muguruma of the Ninth Division, Isshin Shiba of the Tenth Division, and Kenpachi Zaraki of the 11th Division.

Besides them, the captain of the Sixth Division had also changed, as had the captain of the Twelfth Division. Yoruichi of the Second Division had become a captain long ago, after graduating from Shin'ō Academy.

"What do you all think about this matter concerning Ten Unohana?" Yamamoto's authoritative words seemed to cause barely a ripple. After all, Unohana, who was from the same era as Yamamoto, was standing right there. If they said something they shouldn't and she held a grudge, it wouldn't be worth it.

Besides, for some reason, Ten seemed to be very popular with women. All kinds of women apparently had connections to him, and that was quite a deterrent.

Yamamoto had no good solution to this either, so he had no choice but to end the meeting once again. He had also noticed that whenever a question concerning Ten came up, every single one of the captains kept their mouth shut.

Even now, however, Yamamoto didn't know exactly why Ten had defected from Soul Society. He did know that Retsu Unohana and Yoruichi knew the answer.

The problem was that Yoruichi refused to say a word about it, and nothing he tried worked. He didn't dare use more forceful methods, either; Yoruichi was, after all, the princess of the Shihōin Clan, one of Soul Society's four great noble families. Retsu knew too, but she was much harder to deal with than Yoruichi. Since even Yoruichi wouldn't answer, Yamamoto decisively gave up on questioning Retsu. Still unwilling to abandon the matter, he brought it up anyway, only to be rebuffed and return to the First Division.

Like Yamamoto in his predicament, Ten had run into an unprecedented difficulty: a Hollow's Resurrección.

Most of his Soul Reaper power was absorbed by the seal, leaving only a small portion. Using that small portion to achieve Resurrección was a daunting task.

Ten didn't find it tedious, though. As the saying went, work wasn't tiring when men and women did it together—

A figure approached slowly in the distance. She had brown skin, green eyes, short, tousled blond hair, a smoking-hot figure, and a high collar covering half her face. It was the cool-faced mature beauty, Tier Harribel.

This time, however, Harribel hadn't come alone. Three female Hollows followed behind her.

One had long black hair with straight bangs.

There were three round teardrop markings beneath her right eye. Her mask was on the right side of her head, shaped like three hair ornaments. She had long, flowing sleeves.

Her clothing was Eastern in style.

Another had long, curly black hair.

She had a smoking-hot figure, and her mask was on top of her head, shaped like a three-pronged ring.

Her outfit resembled an Amazon warrior's.

The last one

had a short, blue-black Egyptian-style bob.

A crimson eyeliner-like marking ran around her left eye, and her eyes were different colors. Her mask sat above her forehead, shaped like a rhinoceros horn.

Ten thought, Aren't these Harribel's three Fracción?

Ten wasn't wrong to think so. Compared with their appearances in the original story, Harribel's three Fracción still had some parts of their masks left, but their general looks were already set.

Ten gave Harribel a meaningful look, making her blush so deeply that even her high collar couldn't hide it.

"Little Bell, I haven't even finished my training, and you can't wait anymore? Do you want to marry me already?" It was rather incongruous to hear such words coming from Ten's ferocious exterior, but, well...

They seemed to pack a tremendous punch. Even Harribel, the cool-faced mature beauty from the original story, had turned red to the tips of her ears.

But Ten still wanted to test this mature beauty's limits. "Little Bell! I can't achieve Resurrección and become an Arrancar, so I can't even give you a kiss. I'll just have to settle for a hug first."

As he spoke, Ten dashed over to Harribel and pulled her into his arms. Apache, the last of the three female Hollows, the one with short hair, clenched her fist and punched him, but...

Clang!!!!!

Apache's fist struck Ten's Hierro, and tragedy followed...

"Ahh—"

Apache shook her hand vigorously. Ten laughed to himself, but turned his head with a look of feigned ignorance. "Huh? What's wrong, Apache?"

"You've got the nerve to ask what's wrong?!!!" Apache shouted.

Suddenly, Apache realized something and jumped up, shouting, "Y-you, how do you know my name??"

Ten played dumb. "Hm?! How do I know such a mysterious thing?" As he spoke, Ten seemed not to know why Apache was so angry.

Then he pushed his luck by burying his head in Harribel's massive breasts, immediately setting them bouncing!!!

"Don't push your luck!!!" Apache shouted.

Ten turned to Apache and said, "Hm? Hm? Hm? What do you mean, pushing my luck? Did I do something to you? Or... are you envious? Jealous?"

That stirred up a hornet's nest. Apache unleashed a torrent of abuse at Ten. "Get lost! Who the hell envies you? Who's jealous of you? You bastard!"

Ten once again buried his face forcefully in Harribel's large breasts. Well, he couldn't feel them through his mask, but the sight was dazzling!!!

Before this, Ten had only ever seen breasts like these on Retsu. After all, the big-breasted women of Soul Society hadn't developed yet, and Retsu's loose Soul Reaper uniform concealed her breathtaking figure.

He loved bouncing breasts!!!

"Don't do that anymore!" Harribel said, seeming a little embarrassed by the earlier commotion.

Ten glanced at Harribel, then at Apache, and withdrew from Harribel's ample bosom.

Harribel felt a momentary emptiness in her heart, while all sorts of thoughts also ran through Apache's mind...

Ten looked at the Asauchi he had seized and said, "My Resurrección training is difficult. It'll take a long time." Harribel nodded. "As long as you can train in Resurrección, that's enough. It means you can advance and won't regress and lose consciousness."

But Ten said, "No, I won't regress. To be precise, I can't even be considered a Hollow."

Mila Rose, the Amazon-like female Hollow, jumped forward warily. "You're not a Hollow?"

Harribel stopped her. "Mila Rose, don't." Then she looked at Ten.

Ten continued his explanation. "I'm not a Hollow, a Soul Reaper, or a Quincy. I'm a being somewhere between a Soul Reaper and a Hollow, part Soul Reaper and part Hollow. My Soul Reaper power was sealed by Soul Society, and I came to Hueco Mundo to train my Hollow powers. But the most important reason was still you, Harribel."

But Harribel had been fooled by Ten so many times now that she had caught on. She said with mild annoyance, "There are other female Hollows too, aren't there?"

Ten gave an awkward smile and said nothing, clearly admitting it. But Harribel, who apparently had never had anyone pursue her before, placed great importance on this romance and didn't blame Ten too much.