"I know"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi ultimately didn't reveal his reasons; such a thing was completely out of character for him. He got up from his stool.
The figure walking towards the door looked so lonely and desolate.
Retsu Unohana spoke up, "Please wait a moment, Captain Kurotsuchi."
Is there something you need?
Mayuri Kurotsuchi glanced back; his neck seemed boneless, allowing his head to turn freely, making him look like Fukurou.
Retsu Unohana drew her sword and slammed it under the table. "Don't plant surveillance germs here. Hands up, slowly walk downstairs."
"You don't want to be the first captain to be arrested and locked up as a pervert, do you?"
"... tsk"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi looked displeased, but still raised her hand. Did she think that the absence of Surveillance Bacteria would stop the eavesdropping? How naive.
He has plenty of ways to eavesdrop!
I will send the results of the tea party to Nemu; you don't need to relay them.
Retsu Unohana in hand, escorted him to the outside, adding deliberately, "I will tell her about refusing your attendance at the tea party and solemnly warn her that you will not be needed to attend such tea parties in her place in the future."
Sunlight streamed through the doorway, and her face revealed a gentle, neighborly older sister expression—provided one could ignore the gleaming blade in her hand.
"Cut"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi hated her current tone and expression, as if her inner thoughts had been laid bare.
Even if it's just out of spite... Never mind, Mayuri Kurotsuchi out a heavy sigh. As a scientist, he couldn't act impulsively like a brute.
"I'm very busy too, and I don't want to waste my time here."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi completely abandoned any thoughts of eavesdropping, letting Nemu know that if he didn't attend the meeting, he couldn't disclose its contents.
Otherwise, it would seem that he takes Nemu's request very seriously.
It's pointless. Instead of wasting time thinking about those things, we should do more research and take a good look at the experimental materials we got from Szayelaporro.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi used Shunpo to disappear through the doorway.
Once he confirmed that his Reiatsu had dissipated, Retsu Unohana shook her head.
One dared to ask, and the other dared to come; they really are father and daughter, their thought processes are remarkably similar.
She turned around, closed the door behind her, and went back upstairs.
... The Soul King Palace.
This place was originally Pantheon, and ruins from battles are everywhere. The ice in the center still cannot melt and exudes a chilling aura.
Fortunately, the Squad Zero did not need to live underground. Ichibē Hyōsube directly moved the Zero Division Detached Palace to the air and made it float, serving as the Soul King device to protect the corpses of Jūshirō Ukitake and Kūgo Ginjō.
The stability of the World of the Living and Hueco Mundo depends entirely on this, so they naturally became the Soul King protected by the Squad Zero.
Nemu Kurotsuchi remained White Tiger Palace, scrutinizing the two statues before her with her professional eye. Finding no flaws, she asked in bewilderment, " Shutara, I can't see anything wrong with it."
Senjumaru Shutara stood to the side, six golden skeletal arms extending from behind to the front, the middle arm pinching his sideburns as he said, "The problem is the appearance. Why are there statues of Shiraishi and Mayuri Kurotsuchi in my White Tiger Palace?"
Nemu Kurotsuchi answered truthfully, "As per your request, for a magnificent and beautiful statue, aside from Shiraishi and Mayuri, I can't think of anyone else."
"Generally, 'beauty' is used to describe women; 'I'm referring to myself, not these two men."
Senjumaru Shutara narrowed his long, narrow phoenix eyes and sighed softly, "Did I really have to spell it out so clearly?"
Nemu Kurotsuchi asked doubtfully, "But you can't be called great, you can only be described as beautiful."
"Listen carefully! I have invented the Shihakushō, allowing women to remain men and avoid being left naked in battle. This is a truly magnificent feat!"
Senjumaru Shutara manipulated her skeletal arm to lift her long sideburns, slightly raising her chin. Her rouge-colored eyeshadow seemed to reflect her gaze, exuding a mature and alluring charm.
Nemu Kurotsuchi noticed her phone vibrating in her pocket. Not wanting to waste any more time, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll fix it for you. You don't need to replace it; just thin the surface and re-carve it."
With a buzzing sound, his two arms spun like electric drills, and with a powerful push of his feet, he leaped into the air and began to reshape it, cutting away the surface contours to make it thinner, and then began to carve it according to his memory.
Pieces of gravel fell like rain.
Don't dirty my floor.
Senjumaru Shutara quipped, and his six skeletal arms, like needles and threads, quickly wove a large piece of cloth to catch the rubble.
Nemu Kurotsuchi changed it from head to toe, then ran to another statue. In less than an hour, the two huge Senjumaru Shutara were completed.
"Hmm, not bad. You truly are Mayuri Kurotsuchi's most prized creation; you're far more useful than him."
"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."
Nemu Kurotsuchi just wanted to leave quickly and check the messages on her phone. She didn't check them here, naturally because her professional ethics wouldn't allow it.
You can't use your phone during work hours; this is something Mayuri -sama often reminds me of.
She couldn't disobey.
Please take these pebbles with you.
Senjumaru Shutara pulled with his skeletal arm, and the entire cloth began to roll back, forming a huge bundle.
Nemu Kurotsuchi endured it, like an ant carrying a loaf of bread, so small that its shadow was barely visible. "Okay."
As long as the sound came out and people walked outside, the difference in size did not bother her.
Nemu Kurotsuchi easily walked to the edge of the White Tiger Palace and leaped down.
A gust of wind whipped his bangs across his forehead, and with a thud, he landed on the ground, casually tossing the rubble aside. It's unclear how many houses he crushed, but the impact created a deafening roar.
Nemu Kurotsuchi took out her phone, swiped to unlock it, and opened Unohana's message.
" Nemu, we've kicked Captain Kurotsuchi out. Don't let him attend these kinds of tea parties anymore."
This message arrived at 12:51.
" Nemu, regarding the tea party and the issue of Shiraishi, we've reached a preliminary consensus: seven people, one day each, that'll last exactly one week."
"You're scheduled for Friday, so you can adjust your day off to that day and spend the whole day with him."
This message was sent at 1:30.
Nemu Kurotsuchi sent a Chappy emoji, a rabbit spinning around, and then received two big golden characters.
"It's Friday, so I need to prepare properly. It's time to engage in human reproduction with Shiraishi, but I don't have the ability to reproduce."
As Nemu Kurotsuchi said this, she rested her chin on her hand. If she couldn't gain an advantage in this area, then she could only improve Shiraishi's comfort.
To achieve innovative breakthroughs in gameplay, and by the way, that invention might come in handy.
Nemu Kurotsuchi clapped her hands, having already made up her mind. She would go back and tell Sai'e that she wanted to borrow her Elastic Fist and that liquid.
Make sure to give Shiraishi a good experience; try to keep him in bed all day.