The Shinigami in the Unforgiven, Chapter 64: A Long-Awaited Reunion. There was nothing to say, just a token gesture. That's what they said.
Even amidst the hectic schedule, Nemu Kurotsuchi managed to squeeze in a few seconds to change into a beautiful outfit.
After such a long separation, I couldn't very well walk up to Shiraishi dressed in plain clothes.
She deliberately chose a gothic-style slit dress, with an overall black tone and bright red lace at the neckline and sleeves.
The skirt has a diagonal slit and is decorated with a few red roses.
Nemu Kurotsuchi twirled in front of the full-length mirror, feeling that her outfit was perfect, and finally put on black thigh-high heels.
She wrapped the recording and communication device in a piece of paper, hid it in her chest, and ran outside.
She didn't possess the Shunpo skill, an essential ability for Shinigami; instead, she relied on the power of her own soul to move at high speed, running towards the Great Spirit Book Library.
There are eyes watching from the shadows.
"That's Nemu Kurotsuchi, Mayuri Kurotsuchi's adjutant. What's she planning to do dressed like that?"
Tier Harribel narrowed her eyes, hiding on the rooftop of a distant building. She didn't return to her office, choosing instead to monitor from here to prevent Mayuri Kurotsuchi sending messages to her accomplices.
"I'll go check it out. You stay here and continue monitoring."
Nelliel said she wanted to catch up.
Tier Harribel solemnly instructed, " Nel, don't forget, it was Lord Aizen who gave us this ideal world, allowing the Hollows to break the curse of endless internal conflict."
"Mmm," Nelliel responded, her eyes lowered. Ah, the ideal world...
In reality, this is not the world she idealizes.
But is this kind of world wrong?
That's not exactly wrong.
My life in the Hueco Mundo is definitely much better than it was in Hueco Mundo.
As for humans and Shinigami, weren't they the same back then?
They used the internal strife of the Hollows to ensure that their world would not collapse, but they did not try to save the Hollows from despair.
Now, it's simply a reversal of power.
The void becomes the exploiter, while humans and Shinigami become the victims.
Nelliel followed behind Nemu Kurotsuchi, her resolve hardening. If she found conclusive evidence, she would take down both her accomplice and Nemu Kurotsuchi.
She made up her mind, her eyes turning fierce, like a hungry tiger locking onto its prey.
I followed them all the way to the outside of the Great Spirit Book Library.
"Huh?!"
Nelliel's narrowed, fierce eyes suddenly widened, losing their tiger-like aura and instantly transforming into a harmless Alaskan Malamute. "She..."
Come to think of it, who else could be more reliable than Shiraishi, who's staying at the Great Spirit Book Library?
Nelliel's mind was in turmoil, unsure of what to do.
She has a very pure personality; she's kind to whoever treats her well.
When Shiraishi was exposed, he did not feel any hostility towards her and even intended to be honest with her.
She couldn't possibly draw her sword against Shiraishi.
Nelliel was conflicted, but still clinging to a sliver of hope, she decided to go up and see if she was looking for Shiraishi, or someone else.
She went down to the ground floor, watched the elevator go straight upstairs, and then ran up the side staircase directly to the top floor.
She arrived, but the elevator was still going up.
bite.
The elevator reached the top floor, and the doors slowly opened. Nemu Kurotsuchi stepped out of the elevator. She couldn't see anyone around her, but she knew that Nelliel must be hiding in the shadows watching her.
The Surveillance Bacteria on Tier Harribel's body had already seen Nelliel leave.
The fact that he left shortly after she appeared suggests he was likely monitoring her.
In this situation, how should I give it to Shiraishi?
As Nemu Kurotsuchi pondered this, she walked to the main entrance of the Great Spirit Book Library and pushed it open.
The door opened silently.
Shiraishi was already standing at the entrance, a smile on his face. "Welcome to the Great Spirit Book Library. Is there anything I can help you with?"
His smile was warm and genuine; the two hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Nemu Kurotsuchi's appearance hasn't changed much, except for her hairstyle. She no longer wears a braid; instead, she has cut her hair short to cover her ears.
Her figure hasn't changed much, but beneath that gothic-style dress lies a captivating allure that invites exploration.
Especially skirts with a diagonal slit.
With one step, bright red leather shorts and black stockings covering her beautiful legs were exposed to the air, only to be hidden again under her gorgeous skirt with the next step.
Compared to the complete exposure of a short skirt, this kind of partial concealment is more alluring.
Shiraishi silently gave himself a thumbs up.
Nemu Kurotsuchi's expression remained indifferent, even her eyes were calm. Considering Nelliel's unknown whereabouts, she dared not show any unusual emotion. "I want a copy of Szayelaporro's Treatise on the A Broad Treatise on Reishi."
"Oh, please follow me."
Shiraishi spoke up and even sensed Nelliel's Reiatsu outside. Was this a coincidence?
It doesn't seem like it.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing it was related to the meeting he had just convened with everyone.
Did Nemu suddenly show up at your door seeking help?
Several thoughts raced through Shiraishi's mind, but he couldn't be sure. He strolled along the passageway between the bookshelves, not daring to venture out rashly.
I felt like I was being watched.
It didn't originate from Nelliel; it's more like a surveillance device or something similar. It's likely that Szayelaporro was behind it all.
This is difficult.
Shiraishi didn't know how to start the conversation and reveal his identity.
Nemu Kurotsuchi walked behind, then suddenly tugged at her collar with her right hand and said, "It's a bit chilly."
Shiraishi turned around and saw her hand tugging at the red lace at her collar. Her deep green eyes blinked, as if hinting at something.
He remembered that Nemu wasn't the type of person who would reveal her feelings of warmth or coldness to others.
The chest—what does that suggest?
It's time to take the risk.
Shiraishi let out a breath. "The main point of Lord Szayelaporro's A Broad Treatise on Reishi is just ahead. Please bear with it."
"Hmm." Nemu Kurotsuchi removed her hand from her collar and continued following behind.
When they reached the book, she deliberately pushed her way forward, pressing against Shiraishi's shoulder, and said, "Let me take it."
In a flash, Shiraishi's right hand darted out, his index and middle fingers pinching the device hidden inside, and he quickly retrieved it back into his pocket.
At this angle and speed, he was confident he could evade surveillance.
Even Nemu Kurotsuchi didn't notice it immediately; it wasn't until a second later that she realized the clamping device had disappeared.
She took the book, her expression indifferent, and said, "This is it. I'm borrowing it."
"Um."
Shiraishi nodded, the faint, warm texture lingering on his fingertips. He escorted her all the way to the Great Spirit Book Library, the feeling of being watched still present.
Nelliel did not appear; her Reiatsu departed with Nemu Kurotsuchi.
Only then did the feeling of being watched disappear.
Shiraishi pretended to tidy up the books, then returned to the bookshelf area. When no one was around, he opened the note from Nemu Kurotsuchi.
"Go to the Great Spirit Book Library, three kilometers away, and press the red dot on the sphere to transmit the information inside to Kisuke Urahara."
"P. S.: Three years, then another three years, how many years has it been now? After this war ends, you must keep your promise from back then!"
"Well."
Upon reading the following words, Shiraishi understood that it was time to keep his promise.
However, that's all in the future.
Let's pass the message on to Kisuke Urahara first.