Hueco Mundo's moonlight was always faint, carrying either a thin chill or a hazy trace of sorrow.
Inside the cave, under the expectant gazes of Nel, the other two, and their pet, Asano Kiyoshi took a delicately crafted wooden box with slight damage on its surface from his pack.
The wooden box was exquisite, though it had been damaged slightly in the previous battle, revealing the small, dainty pastries inside.
Captain Unohana had prepared them for Asano Kiyoshi, but now they were being eyed greedily by the three of them and their pet.
Nel stared at the pastries in the wooden box, her gaze drifting as it occasionally swept over them. Her throat bobbed slightly. Though her expression had already exposed what she was thinking, she still said the opposite:
"Ah~ They look like such delicious pastries, but we aren't the kind of gluttons who make excessive demands just because we saved someone! Right? Pesche, Dondochakka?"
But big-faced Dondochakka had already been utterly conquered by the food. He simply stood there stupidly, staring blankly at the pastries with wide eyes.
Pesche, meanwhile, immediately understood Nel's meaning. He stared at Asano Kiyoshi with a sinister smile on his face.
"Ah~ That's right, we're not that kind of people. It's just that, Nel, you vomited... produced so much saliva to save someone. You must be starving, right?! Your brother is useless—I can't even get you anything to eat. Wuwu, at this rate, Nel, you'll starve to death!"
Hearing that, Nel cooperatively collapsed to the ground. However, the thumb she had hidden behind her back accidentally poked out as she fell.
Yet the two of them seemed not to notice. Seeing Nel fall, Pesche hurriedly dropped to his knees. His body faced Nel, but his face turned toward Asano Kiyoshi as he wailed.