Hueco Mundo is currently implementing family planning measures.
This initiative was jointly launched by Nelliel and Tier Harribel, primarily because they considered the future of the Arrancar. They couldn't continue living like this, each going their own way; they needed to fall in love and achieve the revival of their race.
Otherwise, a thousand or ten thousand years from now, the Void race will be completely driven to the brink of extinction.
Following Shiraishi's advice, Nelliel began printing manga and novels, and even Kisuke Urahara to import World of the Living- day romance dramas.
Various games also feature couple systems to foster romance among the Arrancar.
Pesche was Nelliel's subordinate and naturally offered his full support, but unexpected events always occurred, leading to failure.
That thick-browed, big-eyed guy Dondochakka, didn't utter a word, got together with Sun-Sun, and even planned to have the first child between Arrancar Arrancar.
He was extremely jealous, and when he went to Emilou and Rose to express his support for the family planning plan, he was severely beaten up.
"It's strange, I'm clearly better looking than Dondochakka, why doesn't anyone fancy me?"
Pesche, wearing a loincloth and with his arms crossed, stood on the rooftop terrace to greet the cool breeze.
I just can't figure it out.
He looked up, and a piece of paper drifted in the wind, landing squarely on his face. "What's this?"
Pesche frantically tore it off, and just as she was about to throw it away, she noticed a message on it. "To the destined person. If you receive it, please come to the 11th-2nd floor of the 7th block."
There was a fiery red lip print on the paper.
He leaned in and smelled it; it faintly exuded the fragrance of roses—a scent left by a woman.
Pesche immediately became excited. "Speaking of which, I've seen a similar plot in comics. The heroine throws her skirt outwards and then falls in love with the Arrancar catches it."
Could this be my soulmate?
With this in mind, Pesche did not continue her leave at home. She returned to the house like a whirlwind and reappeared outside the door on the first floor.
He was dressed in a white suit, wearing a top hat, and his Zanpakuto in his cane. If he didn't speak, he certainly had the air of a noble gentleman.
"Miss, I'm here."
Dee Roy was furious.
Being killed in a game is not uncommon.
He often takes advantage of his high level in the game to slaughter low-level newbies at will.
But blocking the fountain to kill someone, and constantly making provocative remarks, is really going too far.
Even he didn't do that.
"You bastard, if you dare, give me your name and location, and I'll definitely kill you offline!"
Dee Roy's hands pounded on the keyboard, his anger reaching a point where it could no longer be contained.
"Heh, bragging. Come on over if you dare. I'll be waiting for you on the 11th floor of Block 7."
The other party replied.
They actually replied?
Dee Roy felt a surge of ecstasy; he vowed to beat that guy to a pulp and stuff him in a trash can, or he'd write his name backwards.
He quit the game immediately, Sonído and headed straight for Block 7, 11-2.
Bang!
The door was suddenly kicked open. Pesche hurriedly put down the flowers she was holding and turned to say, "Don't you know that trespassing is illegal?"
It's you.
Pesche was full of questions. Before he could ask why, a sharp blade suddenly flashed down. He dodged, and the vase and table split in two.
He realized what was happening. "Wait, I didn't know she had a husband. She seduced me. Calm down."
Wait until she comes back from buying oranges.
"Go to hell!"
Dee Roy couldn't understand what this guy was saying at all; he just wanted to vent the anger that had been building up in his chest, and his fingers began to form Cero.
Seeing this, Pesche immediately reminded him, "Don't use Cero randomly in residential areas; it's strictly prohibited."
"Enough talk, just die."
Di Roy didn't care about any of that. The grudge of being inexplicably blocked at the fountain and killed indiscriminately, along with the arrogant provocations, made him completely disregard the laws established by Nelliel.
Pesche Sonído forward, suddenly raising his hand and blasting Cero at the roof. "I'm telling you, if you keep acting like this, don't blame me for being impolite."
"If you're so capable, then give it a try."
Di Roy realized the Arrancar before him was not to be underestimated. He leaped back, intending to unleash his sword and teach the opponent a lesson, "Gah!"
Say one word.
Pesche, not wanting to delay any longer, crushed the outer shell of his cane with his hand, Sonído forward, drew his Zanpakuto, and swung it.
Dee Roy tried to dodge, but his waist reacted the opposite way, as if someone had given him a heavy push from behind, making him deliberately run into the blade.
What was originally a shallow wound became fatal in an instant; the entire chest was ripped open, and a large amount of blood gushed out.
"Huh?!" Pesche exclaimed in shock, staring at the blood on the knife. "Don't die! I'll call an ambulance right now! An ambulance!"
He called out towards the window.
The Reiatsu disappeared.
De Roy's childlike pupils became lifeless.
Pesche panicked completely, pacing back and forth, then slapped her face and said, "Calm down, in this situation, we should look for the time machine first."
After saying that, he plunged headfirst into the drawer, wanting to crawl inside completely, rather than burying half his head.
A Reiatsu appeared inside the room.
" Pesche, what's going on?"
Hearing the voice, Pesche poked his head out of the drawer. " Shawlong Ku Fang, it's not what you think. Please let me explain. He suddenly showed up at my door, and I was forced to fight back. I didn't intend to kill him. Who knew he would deliberately run into my knife?"
Shawlong stood with his hands behind his back, his thin face revealing a cold and stern expression. He had originally intended to stop Di Luoyin from causing trouble, but unexpectedly, he had run into the mess of collecting corpses. "Do you think I'd believe that kind of excuse?"
"That's true."
Pesche answered in a deep voice, finally realizing that something was wrong. The whole thing seemed strange. When that Di Luoyin kicked down the door, he seemed to have said something, what was it again?
He was too nervous to remember, and shouted, "Someone is definitely trying to harm us!"
"Oh, really? What's your reason? You can explain it to Grimmjow. My mission is to take you there."
Shawlong spoke slowly, his hand gripping the hilt of his knife.
Pesche had no intention of fighting. Grimmjow and Lady Nelliel had recently had a major conflict over family planning.
Killing Shawlong would undoubtedly push the conflict to an irreparable point.
Conflicts will break out among the Espada, further reducing the already small Arrancar population.
" Shawlong, I will explain, but not now."
You can try to run away.
Shawlong answered indifferently.
The gradually rising Reiatsu seemed like the calm before an approaching storm, and the air became heavy.
Without blinking, Pesche immediately used Sonído to escape.
Shawlong moved, slicing through the air with his sword, splattering a little blood on the ground. He glanced outside, but didn't give chase, wondering to himself, "Why is Di Luo Yin here?"
Considering the recent situation, he sheathed his sword and decided to take Di Roy's body back to the Sixth Espada Palace.