The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Las Noches, a stretch of white sand.
The eternal waning moon shines on the surface of the white sand, and the moonlight turns into flowing water, as if you are in a pure white ocean.
Nelliel sat on the protruding, semi-circular quartz tree, her long, lake-green hair cascading over her shoulders. She pulled a bento box from her bosom, opened it, and found it filled with dark, unappetizing food.
It looks unappetizing, but it tastes good.
After all, Hollows are different from humans and Shinigami; they don't care about the appearance of food, only its taste.
Nelliel's culinary skills are among the best in Hueco Mundo; aside from her, no other Hollow would bother to study how to cook.
Each of the Espada has their own style of doing things. The First Espada likes to sleep, Second Espada likes to train his subordinates to pass the time.
She, Tres Espada, loves cooking and enjoys collecting cookbooks.
She's been busy recruiting compatriots to prepare for war lately, so she hasn't had time to enjoy cooking. She can only quickly boil something to eat as dry rations.
She picked up a dark, meaty pie, took a small bite, chewed slowly, and looked at the white sand under the moonlight, thinking about waiting for Lord Aizen's New World to be established.
What will the Hueco Mundo look like?
It must be better, right?
She was so convinced of this that she chewed the meat with relish until she was about 70% full, then put away the rest of the food and tucked it back into her bosom.
A powerful Reiatsu suddenly erupted in the distance.
"Huh, isn't that Ainz's Reiatsu?"
She stood up, somewhat surprised, and Sonído towards the source of the Reiatsu bursting forth.
It's still flat white sand here.
The figure with the scarlet hair was nowhere to be seen; standing there was Shinigami, white on the outside and black on the inside, barefoot on the white sand.
Nelliel taken aback at first, but when she saw the man's handsome features, a look of surprise appeared on her face, "Husband!"
With a push of the foot, the person rushes forward, arms outstretched.
At high speeds, even a soft ball becomes impactful and as hard as iron.
A single move involving a dribble and a charge.
He made the Shiraishi take half a step back, its hardness transforming into a soft texture, yet it still blocked his mouth and nose from breathing.
Nelliel hugged his head, her face beaming with joy, and said, "My husband, it's been so long! How have you been?"
"Mmm, mmm."
Shiraishi quickly patted her back, indicating that he was almost out of breath; although it felt good, it was really painful.
Nelliel her grip, no longer holding him. "Husband, did you come to see me specifically this time?"
... A sense of guilt welled up in Shiraishi's heart; he had almost forgotten that Nereel was still in Hueco Mundo Nelliel.
He never expected the other person to care about him so much.
"Yeah, I haven't seen you in so long, I've missed you terribly, so I specifically chased after a Hollow all the way to Hueco Mundo."
Shiraishi lied without batting an eye.
Nelliel smiled even more broadly, took out the food from her bosom, and said expectantly, "Have you eaten? I have some dry rations for you."
"Really? Thank you." Shiraishi took the food, unwrapped the cloth, and inside was a long, black strip...
This must be retribution for lying.
Despite thinking this to himself, he still picked up a piece and took a bite, trying to convince himself that even if it tasted terrible, he had to say it was delicious.
"Is it tasty?"
"Wow, this is surprisingly delicious."
Shiraishi took a few more bites; perhaps it was the appearance of that culinary disaster that gave people a bad first impression, making them think it would be awful.
It didn't turn out to be so bad that it became somewhat delicious.
"I did it all." Nelliel proudly puffed out her chest, then suddenly remembered why she had come. "By the way, husband, did you see a red-haired Hollow?"
Shiraishi casually asked, "That guy attacked me, and I killed him. Do you know him?"
"Oh, I didn't know you. So what if you killed me? I'm just glad you're alright."
Nelliel a very pure personality; she'll be kind to whoever treats her well.
Shiraishi saved her life and was an important friend in her heart, on par with Dondochakka and Pesche.
Ainz deserved to be killed for attacking Shiraishi.
" Nel." Shiraishi chewed his food, unsure how to ask her to take him back to Soul Society.
If you leave as soon as you meet, the lies you told earlier will be exposed.
If I don't tell, I won't know what's going on with Kūkaku.
Nelliel smiled and asked, "Is there something you need?"
Shiraishi swallowed his food and said cautiously, "I'm relieved to see you're alright. Could you please open the Garganta and send me back to Seireitei?"
Rebirth in the Great Era of Surfing Waves
"OK."
Without the slightest hesitation, Nelliel's grey-brown eyes seemed to see through his lie, and she said gently, "I'll take you back to Seireitei."
Shiraishi suddenly felt ashamed and opened his mouth to explain, "I..."
Nelliel covered his mouth with her finger, smiling broadly, and said, "It's alright. My husband must have a reason why he doesn't want to tell me. I believe you."
That's enough.
Her pure character doesn't mean she's stupid; it's just that she trusts Shiraishi, which is why she believed that flawed statement.
Thank you, Nel.
Shiraishi felt a warm glow in his heart.
Nelliel smiled, waved her hand, and an oval-shaped Garganta opened, located right Hakutōmon.
For Xu, the Garganta is like eating and drinking for humans; it doesn't require special learning and is something he can do entirely by instinct.
The different Garganta opened by different entities generate different spiritual waves, resulting in different alert levels at the Research and Development Institute.
Vasto Lorde.
Highest level of alert!
"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
The red light flashed in the Projection Hall. Since the establishment of the Research and Development Institute, this level of alert had never been triggered; it was merely a place set up.
The moment the alarm sounded, Mayuri Kurotsuchi abandoned all his experiments, Shunpo to the monitoring hall, and asked, "Where are the coordinates?"
"One hundred meters Hakutōmon of West Rukongai!"
"Is that so? It seems the residents there are doomed. Notify that beast to go to the Hakutōmon to deal with that Void creature, and it would be best to leave a corpse behind."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's eyes lit up, his fingers fidgeting restlessly. " Vasto Lorde, this is Menos Grande that only exists in the history of Soul Society, an extremely precious experimental subject."
"Huh."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's excitement froze, his eyes fixed on the screen, and he exclaimed in surprise, "It's that guy?"
" Shiraishi."
Nemu Kurotsuchi, standing behind him, broke her silence. A hint of surprise flickered in her eyes, but she showed no distress. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that he's alright."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi, his face grave, stroked his chin and asked, "Why did that guy emerge from the Garganta that Vasto Lorde opened?"
Given Shiraishi's speed, he could have easily evaded the surveillance of the Projection Hall, but he didn't.
They were openly exposed to the surveillance of the Research and Development Institute.
Shiraishi believes that continuing to hold the position of captain would hinder the search for Kūkaku.
So, he's not going to be the team leader anymore!
" Infinity," Shiraishi uttered the Shikai, changing into a modern style of clothing.
What's that guy up to?
Mayuri Kurotsuchi had a hunch about it, but felt it was unlikely.
Suddenly, Shiraishi leaped up and slashed fiercely at Hakutōmon with his sword.
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