"Tch…"
"This… solution…"
Nanaya's mouth twitched, and black lines practically formed on his forehead as he looked toward his bedroom, completely speechless.
He had braced himself to be scolded, maybe even attacked.
But instead, while he was sleeping… the two women settled things on their own.
According to Tier Harribel, when Rukia had seen him in bed with Unohana Retsu, she was furious. She stormed in, Soul Slayer in hand, ready for a fight.
And then—
Unohana calmly picked her up like a kitten and carried her straight to the basement of Urahara's shop.
After Rukia learned what really happened, the two came to an agreement:
If Rukia could ever defeat Unohana in battle, then Unohana would walk away from Nanaya.
Naturally, Rukia accepted the challenge.
And just as naturally… she got completely destroyed.
"Silly girl… there's no way you could beat Sister Hua. She was once the most feared criminal in Soul Society and has mastered over eight thousand sword techniques."
Nanaya sighed and glanced at the room, shaking his head.
"She completely played her… poor Rukia."
Tier Harribel, standing nearby, smirked and teased him.
"So? You're in real trouble now. Who are you going to take care of first?"
Nanaya glared at her.
"You. Go make me a cup of green tea. Right now."
Tier Harribel: "…"
Her silver teeth clenched in frustration, but in the end, she let out a cold snort and stormed off toward the kitchen of Kurosaki Hospital.
She couldn't take on Unohana… but she could absolutely deal with Nanaya. One day.
Nanaya let out a proud little snort.
Next to him, Nelliel blinked with curiosity and asked,
"Nanaya, um… is mating really that fun?"
(tln- ts makes me feel lonely bro)
"…Please stop talking."
The next day — Urahara's shop
Urahara Kisuke, Tessai Tsukabishi, Kurosaki Ichigo, Yoruichi Shihouin, and Sui-Feng—
All of them stared wide-eyed at the sight in front of them.
Unohana Retsu, captain of Squad 4, was now dressed like a gentle housewife, standing beside Nanaya with a calm, content smile. Her left hand was holding onto his arm.
On the other side was Rukia Kuchiki, cheeks red with embarrassment, but clinging to Nanaya's other arm with quiet determination.
As if to say: "He's mine."
The entire room fell silent.
Urahara Kisuke slowly raised his thumb toward Nanaya.
Awesome. Truly awesome.
A captain on one side, a noble family daughter on the other.
Double happiness. Double danger.
This kind of thing… has probably never happened in Soul Society's history.
"Ahem. Don't stare at me like that," Nanaya coughed awkwardly. "Let's focus on the real issue—rescuing Orihime."
He straightened up and said seriously:
"Captain Sui-Feng said some of the Seireitei captains are already heading to Hueco Mundo with us, right?"
Urahara snapped back to attention and nodded.
"Yes. They've already gone ahead. Are you coming too?"
"Of course." Nanaya's Rinnegan flickered slightly. "But I won't be using a gate."
He could use the transcription seal he had placed in Orihime's eye, activating it to move through Kamui space and appear right next to her.
"From here on, don't follow me. I'm going in alone."
Orihime was probably being held inside the Palace of Night.
There would definitely be a fierce battle, and Nanaya wouldn't be able to protect anyone else during the fight.
But honestly—he also just wanted to escape the chaos of the current love triangle.
"Then let's move." Urahara finalized the plan. "We'll enter Hueco Mundo through the gate. Nanaya will travel alone."
A moment later, as everyone watched, Nanaya turned toward the space in front of him.
He raised a hand and calmly said:
"Kamui."
The air in front of him twisted slowly, spiraling into a vortex.
As Nanaya stepped into the Kamui space, he found himself surrounded by endless floating pillars stretching in all directions.
Meanwhile, back in the real world…
Once Nanaya disappeared, the atmosphere instantly changed.
Everyone got busy preparing for the Hueco Mundo operation—everyone except a certain black cat.
Yoruichi, in her feline form, casually jumped up and landed on Unohana Retsu's shoulder. Her golden eyes gleamed with amusement.
"Captain Unohana, if I'm not mistaken… you're over 790 years old now, right?"
Unohana kept her smile, but her eyes held a chilling gleam.
"Miss Yoruichi, what exactly are you getting at?"
But Yoruichi wasn't fazed at all. She grinned wider.
"Just saying… isn't it a little embarrassing for someone your age to be chasing after a high school kid like Nanaya?"
(tln-chase after me i would not mind)
Rukia nodded furiously in agreement, practically cheering Yoruichi on in her mind.
Yes, yes! Go on, Miss Yoruichi! Tell this ancient vixen off properly!
Unohana's smile only grew wider—and sharper.
"Yoruichi, your perspective is too narrow. Love knows no age."
Yoruichi rolled her eyes. "Sure, sure… but what you're doing is illegal in most countries. It's called robbing the cradle."
Sui-Feng stepped in immediately: "Miss Yoruichi is right. You're a bad woman!"
Unohana's hand slowly moved to her Zanpakutō. "I heard you're called the Flash Goddess, Yoruichi. Care to spar with me and prove your point?"
Yoruichi smirked. "With pleasure."
Inside Kamui space…
Nanaya sneezed hard, rubbing his nose.
"Ugh… I've got a really bad feeling. Good thing I got out of there when I did. That place was a disaster waiting to happen."
He took a deep breath and composed himself.
"Alright, let's focus. Time to get Orihime back before things get any worse."
The air twisted, and Nanaya stepped out into a new space—
—standing right in front of a surprised Orihime.
"Hey. I'm here to pick you up," he said with a smile.
Orihime blinked in shock. Then, her eyes sparkled and she ran toward him.
"Nanaya! You really came to save me!"
…Well, I'm more like a late cameo than a savior… Nanaya thought to himself, trying not to show his guilt.
He gave her a warm smile and gently patted her head. "Yeah, I'm here."
Orihime wrapped her arms around him tightly, her voice trembling.
"I knew you'd come. I was so scared… I'm sorry for worrying you…"
Nanaya winced inwardly.
Sorry? I should be the one apologizing. While you were being captured, I was busy… doing unspeakable things with Unohana.
He took a deep breath and steadied himself.
"It's okay now. I'm here. Just stay behind me—leave the rest to me."
Nanaya turned and took in his surroundings.
He was inside a white palace, the walls covered in glowing black symbols. The air crackled with spiritual pressure.
His sharp eyes scanned the markings and instantly identified them.
"Bakudō 36… 48… 74… Triple-layer barrier… even Bakudō 99…"
He narrowed his eyes as he noticed a shadow at the palace entrance.
Nnoitra, fully recovered, stood there with his twisted 8-shaped scythe, glaring with murderous rage.
"You human trash! You walked right into the trap." Nnoitra growled. "This sealed space was designed by Lord Aizen just for you. Give up—there's no escape."
He sneered and added mockingly:
"Your human life won't last more than a hundred years anyway. After that, I'll personally unseal you… and feed your soul to a hundred thousand Hollows!"
"Maybe you'll even become a Hollow yourself—how poetic!" he laughed maniacally.
As he spoke, the seals on the walls activated.
Golden spears materialized in the air, chains of blue light shot out, stone pillars crashed down from above—
—but most terrifying of all were the white bandages that moved like living snakes, wrapping themselves around Nanaya.
Far away, in Hueco Mundo's sky—
Yoruichi and the other Shinigami who had arrived earlier looked up in shock.
The Palace of Night was glowing with a dense web of Kidō spiritual energy, like a storm of magic exploding from its core.
Back inside the trap, Nanaya simply sneered.
Even as the seals closed in, he looked directly at Nnoitra and said coldly:
"Hey… have you ever been hit by a meteorite?"
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