Tentacles resembling genitalia lashed about wildly, churning through swath after swath of darkness. Szayelaporro looked at Mayuri Kurotsuchi standing in the doorway, his alluring face utterly expressionless as he spoke in an indifferent tone:
"In my view, entering someone else's room without knocking is an act of considerable rudeness and stupidity, don't you think? You third-rate scientist from the Soul Society."
Hearing Szayelaporro's words, Mayuri Kurotsuchi grinned. The muscles on his face bunched together, and combined with his yellow teeth, gave him a lewd, grotesque appearance.
"If you knock before entering a stray dog's room, that only means you instinctively regard yourself as a stray dog. And I, who am countless ranks nobler than a stray dog, would never care about a stray dog's feelings. Am I right? You filthy, disgusting pink stray dog."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's words made Szayelaporro's expression turn cold. A tentacle behind him lightly brushed against the wall, and the next instant, the thick wall reinforced with solid Reishi stone was ground into powder. The shattered dust spread through the air, dyeing everything before them white.
Yet before the dust could dance through the air for long, the soaring spiritual pressure instantly crushed it. Szayelaporro looked at Mayuri Kurotsuchi, a chilling smile on his face.
"Since you think I'm a pink stray dog, then enjoy the pleasure of having your body dissected by one. Of course, I'll take good care of you. At least, after you've thoroughly sampled every one of my drugs, I'll make sure he doesn't die. Two hours of rest a day, the worst possible treatment, and only eight experimental drugs a day. Rest assured, I'll give him the highest-standard treatment!"
With that, Szayelaporro exhaled dark-purple gas. The patterns on his face grew strange and seductive as well. Watching Mayuri Kurotsuchi's face flush with