Chapter 256: Crucible (II)

Chapter 256: Crucible (II)

The morning with Yoruichi had left Kazuya quite unsatisfied. Twenty minutes of pure bliss with Sung-Sun would completely flip his mood, but he felt a bit strange about having sex when Unohana sat just a floor below him.

‘It can’t be now.’

As he opened his mouth to reject her, he saw Harribel pick up Sung-Sun’s jacket from the ground and put it back on her. Harribel wrapped her arms around Sung-Sun’s waist and pulled up the zipper, covering the lewd snake in her baggy jacket.

“Save it for another time. Kazuya is tired today.”

Sung-Sun gave Harribel a wide-eyed look. “Look at Husband’s eyes. Are those the eyes of a tired person? No, they are the eyes of a man who can’t wait to ravage his wife!”

Kazuya cleared his throat. “Tier is right. I had a brutal training session with Retsu.”

Sung-Sun placed a finger on her lips. “I can do the moving part and the cleaning after. You just have to lie there and enjoy—”

Harribel pulled at Sung-Sun’s ear, twisting it until Sung-Sun got off him. “No means no.”

Sung-Sun faked a sob. “Hic... No sex today but triple sex when you return next time. Promise?”

“Million yen promise.”

“Be mindful of the time.” Harribel ruffled Sung-Sun’s hair before waving at him. “In twenty minutes, I’ll send Apacci with some food.”

As soon as the door closed, Sung-Sun returned to her previous position. She leaned down and began taking off his kimono. The lack of explanation for her aggression left him confused. Sung-Sun was capable of many things but disobeying Harribel wasn’t one of them.

“Wife, we made a promise to Tier.”

“I’m not breaking any. Just cooperate, Husband!” Sung-Sun peeled off his shirt and made him lie on his front. “Good. I’ll be back in a second.”

She hurriedly dashed out of the room. Keenly listening to her footsteps, he knew she headed back to her room.

‘What is she gonna do?’

As he waited for her return, his heart pounded with a sense of anticipation.

{Is she going to perform a cosplay BJ?}

He sat up and stretched his muscles, which felt better than ever. Suddenly, he was hit with an enticing aroma. “Hmmm. I’m guessing chicken.”

Apacci smiled. “Yeah. You’ll absolutely love it.”

“What are you waiting for then? Give it to me!”

“Be patient, jeez.”

Apacci put down the plate before him. His eyes were immediately drawn to the beautifully presented golden-brown cutlets on the white plate, which was in stark contrast to the white rice occupying the other half of the plate.

“This looks delicious. Did you—”

“I got it from a restaurant.” Apacci shook her head. “I’m working on improving... Enough about that. Say Aaaa.”

Taking the chopstick, Apacci dipped a piece of chicken into the sauce and brought it to him. He unabashedly ate from her hand, savoring the juicy chicken peppered with spicy seasoning and tangy sauce.

“Hmmm. This is nice.”

“Heh. I knew you’d like this.” Apacci revealed a boastful smirk and brought another piece to his mouth. “Oi, Kazuya. Are most Shinigami in the Soul Society around the level of Adjuchas?”

The only people she met from the Soul Society were Visored, Captains, or Vice-Captains. It had painted the wrong picture in her mind. She mistook the Soul Society as this massive organization stacked to the brim with powerful Shinigami.

“No, ninety percent can’t even kill a normal Hollow on their own. It’s only the ten percent that are a pain in the ass.”

Apacci frowned. “That’s so pathetic. I expected more from them.”

“...”

“What would happen if the Hollows united and attacked the Soul Society in perfect coordination? Do Hollows stand a chance?”

Kazuya contemplated her question for a second. “It’s possible if someone took out the big hitters on the Soul Society’s side. Why are you asking, though?”

Apacci’s eyes gleamed menacingly as she smirked. “So there’s a chance...”

“Dear Deer, are you planning to lead an attack on the Soul Society?”