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Chapter 500

Self-Persuasion Was the Deadliest

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In the novel " Shinigami the Unforgiven," Chapter 53, "Self-Conquest is the Most Deadly, "Tier Harribel is currently very troubled.

At first, she thought that the strange dream was caused by excessive blood loss and the fact that Shiraishi had left Hueco Mundo.

The result was different from what she expected; it seemed to have nothing to do with the weakness caused by the blood draw.

For five consecutive days, she dreamed about Shiraishi. Occasionally, she would wake up in the middle of the night with a start, feeling as if she wasn't alone in the room, but rather as if she were with Shiraishi.

What kind of horror movie is this?

Tier Harribel was deeply troubled by these dreams, and she couldn't discuss them with Emilou.

That kind of behavior will greatly damage her image as a reliable older sister in their eyes.

After much thought, she decided to consult with a female Arrancar who could be considered a friend.

The location is the Great Spirit Book Library.

A pot of black tea was brewed on the long table, and four plates of exquisite bread and cakes served as afternoon tea desserts.

The afternoon sun at three o'clock was extremely intense, causing the floor-to-ceiling windows to gleam with a light that was too bright to look at directly.

Scholars avoid this area, resulting in a large, uninhabited zone under the sun.

Talking here won't disturb other people reading.

Tier Harribel sat there quietly, wearing a white high-necked crop top and a light white long skirt, with a Zanpakuto lying across her back.

Under the sunlight, his blond hair became even more golden, as if a layer of molten gold was flowing over his head.

The female Arrancar with long, lake-green hair pushed open the main door and immediately saw Tier Harribel sitting on the edge. A smile appeared on her face as she took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, I smelled a scent.

Familiar yet unfamiliar.

She took a deep sniff, her large, grayish-brown eyes turning towards the front desk, where a man with short silver hair and a stern face sat on a stool, looking weathered by time.

he...

" Nel." Ignoring everyone else, Tier Harribel stood up and waved towards the door.

Nelliel looked away, strode forward, passed through the shaded reading area, and stepped into the golden sunlight.

Even the rosy lines on her cheeks were faintly glowing.

" Tier, that's rare. You actually took the initiative to ask me to have afternoon tea. Usually, I'm the one who invites you."

Nelliel sat opposite her, resting her chin on her hands, and said, "If you want to talk about Mayuri Kurotsuchi, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. We haven't detected a single violation."

We also checked at Szayelaporro's place and found nothing unusual. Either Kisuke Urahara developed a method to conceal the passage that we don't know about.

Or perhaps it's Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto and Shiraishi.

When she heard the name, Nelliel paused, suddenly remembering whose scent she had just smelled.

Shiraishi!

She looked towards the front desk with some surprise.

Tier Harribel, oblivious to her lapse in composure, kept her gaze fixed on the table, stirring her tea with a spoon, and said, "Let's put those things aside for now. I want to ask something."

Under what circumstances would someone dream of the same person for five consecutive days?

Nelliel's attention was drawn back to the topic, and she stopped sitting opposite Tier Harribel, quickly moving closer to her and carefully observing her expression.

She subconsciously moved away, her tanned face slightly flushed, and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? I was just asking about the situation for a friend."

"My friend," Nelliel deliberately drew out the word, her large, grey-brown eyes revealing understanding, "Usually there are only two possibilities: one is that your friend hates him so much that he wants to tear him to pieces."

From what I've observed, your friend doesn't seem to be that type; she's more likely to fall for the second possibility: romantic love—you've fallen for the man you keep dreaming about.

"Huh?! Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Tier Harribel quickly shook her head, then added, "How could my friend possibly like the enemy? Their positions are diametrically opposed!"

Nelliel smiled and said, "Isn't that a common situation in stories where people from opposing camps fall in love with each other?"

The policeman and the thief, drawn together by a sense of betrayal, gradually came together.

Tier Harribel had originally intended for Nelliel to soothe her heart, but Nelielu's words only made her more confused, and feelings and thoughts she had never experienced before surged into her mind.

Does she like Shiraishi?

That's not right.

It was clearly a one-sided crush on Shiraishi.

Tier Harribel could say was that she no longer disliked Shiraishi that much.

For a thousand years, he was the only male who had that kind of feeling for her and who had overcome her.

However, when Nelliel's words came to mind, those strange dreams made her thoughts become less certain.

Did I really not have any ulterior motives?

Thinking of the feeling of that hand pressing against her cheek, Tier Harribel clutched her head, her cheeks flushed red as a shrimp. "I don't understand why matters of the heart can't be as decisive as a battle, a clean and swift resolution."

Nelliel, unafraid of making things worse, said enthusiastically, "As long as you're honest and work hard to get an A, no one can refuse you. After all, you're beautiful and gentle."

" Nel, everyone says she's a friend of mine."

Tier Harribel continued to argue that it was impossible for A to go up.

She must uphold her position as a member of the Espada.

Regardless of the circumstances, the enemy must be killed.

When black and white are mixed together, they lose their original color.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her strange feelings, and decided to get down to business. "Let's leave this matter aside and talk about the Shinigami ' recent unusual behavior."

Do you think the captains sealed in the lower realm are still sealed away?

"That was a seal personally placed by Lord Aizen. If it were to be broken, there would be no sign of it happening at all."

Nelliel up her black tea, seemingly unconcerned about such matters. "Don't worry about that. Tell me, who does your friend like?"

"I told you not to talk about those things."

Tier Harribel glared at her, feeling that Nel was trying to make a fool of herself. She said with a straight face, "I think the Shinigami might have used special methods to free the sealed captains and sent Sun-Sun and the others to the lower realm to investigate."

Nelliel frowned slightly and said, "There's definitely a problem. Aren't they in great danger?"

"It's alright, I've told them to bring communicators. If that happens, I can get there immediately."

Tier Harribel explained, a hint of worry on her face, " The Divine Realm has been too peaceful lately, and all the Arrancar are immersed in peace. I'm worried about whether they can hold out if a battle really breaks out."

"I always felt I couldn't rely on Gin Ichimaru, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, and those other former Shinigami."

When Nelliel heard this topic, she said with a somewhat Zen-like expression, "Since Lord Aizen spared those Shinigami, the next war was only a matter of time."

Perhaps for him, war and enemies are simply necessary harmonizers in life.

Tier Harribel sensed something was wrong and asked in confusion, " Nel, why would you say that?"

"I'm a little tired, Tier. What do you think of life in the Divine Realm?"

Nelliel asked a question, and before the other could answer, she replied to herself, "I feel that this is a bit different from the ideal world. So many lives were sacrificed, so much was given up, and in the end, this is the deformed world we got."

She looks glamorous on the outside, but inside she's no different from before. Sigh.

She let out a long sigh.

After striving for and achieving the dream I once had, I discovered that everything was different from what I had imagined.

Killing the useless and then remaking them—this method of creating and destroying life was so chilling that it terrified her.

Life should not be so cheap.

She had some doubts: Was Aizen really right?

No, perhaps her dreams were different from Aizen's.

" Nel!"

Tier Harribel called out, her face serious, "I can pretend I didn't hear what you said, but don't say things like that next time. If someone with ulterior motives relays it to Lord Aizen, it could easily cause misunderstandings."

"I see."

Nelliel replied with a bright smile, "Let's not talk about those heavy topics, let's talk about your sweetheart."

Everyone says he's a friend of mine.

The seriousness on Tier Harribel's face vanished instantly, and she hurriedly retorted, a blush spreading across her brown cheeks.

Nelliel didn't give up and continued her relentless pursuit, "Tell me, is there anything we can't talk about?"

Tell me who it is.

After being pestered like this, Tier Harribel finally gave in and blurted out, " Shiraishi... that's what my friend said."

"What a coincidence, I also have a friend who likes him."

Nelliel answered with a smile.

"You," Tier Harribel tickled her, "You're always teasing me."

"Haha, alright, this is a library, Lady Tier, you must maintain your dignity."

Nelliel softly, then chatted about other lighthearted topics for a while, slowly enjoying her dessert.

As the sunlight turned to dusk, it was dinnertime, and they left the Great Spirit Book Library together.

Halfway there, Nelliel suddenly remembered and said, "I forgot to borrow a book. Go to my room and wait for me."

"Okay." Tier Harribel nodded and continued walking forward.

Nelliel went back to the Great Spirit Book Library, which was nearly empty except for one person at the front desk who was still playing a game.

She stepped forward, leaned against the front desk, and asked, "What's your name?"

" Luko Vladimir."

Shiraishi Isshin, playing the game while answering her questions.

Nelliel fingers on the front desk and said, "Really? Your name is Luko, a new employee?"

"Yes, Director Emilou has to go out on some business and has asked me to act as her here."

Shiraishi answered truthfully.

Nelliel eyes slightly and said casually, "I have a question for you. Do you know what the word 'husband' means?"

A term of endearment used by a wife for her husband.

Shiraishi casually replied that she didn't understand why she brought up this topic.

Nelliel continued, "If someone tells a woman of the opposite sex who doesn't understand these things to call them that, what kind of behavior do you think that constitutes?"

"?" Shiraishi suddenly felt something was wrong. In the game, Kenpachi Zaraki was defeated by the opponent's " Shiraishi ".

He looked at the woman in front of him. Had he been exposed?

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