Chapter 153: Pay the Price, Suì-Fēng!
After an unknown period of time, Satoru slowly opened his eyes.
"Water... water..."
He raised his hand, his voice trembling.
The girl sitting in the corner of the room, who had been resting with her eyes closed, instantly opened them.
Hearing Satoru's words, the girl stood up, poured a cup of warm water, and brought it over.
"Satoru-sama, water."
Satoru propped himself up, weakly sitting up.
After staring at the water cup for a few seconds, he suddenly looked up:
"Ah, sorry, I'm not actually thirsty. I just thought it would be more appropriate to call for water after waking up from a coma."
Suì-Fēng: "?"
Watching Satoru sit there stretching, completely devoid of his previous weak demeanor, her blood pressure couldn't help but rise slightly.
Looking at the water cup in her hand, she simply tilted her head back and drank it herself.
After drinking the water, she silently looked at Satoru, as if wanting to say something.
Seeing her expression, Satoru chuckled cheerfully. "What's wrong, girl? Did you get attracted by my stunning beauty while taking care of me and want to confess your feelings to me?"
After saying this, he waited a few seconds.
Seeing that Suì-Fēng didn't speak and still maintained a solemn expression, Satoru felt something was off.
After a brief thought, he suddenly became alarmed.
"Wait... this serious demeanor, this deeply resentful gaze!"
"Could it be that I've slept for hundreds of years?"
"During this long time, has Yoruichi been dismissed from the Second Division for neglecting her duties, and you've become the captain now?"
"Hmm, the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. This demeanor, this expression, and the eternally flat chest—clearly, you've become a captain!"
"Quick, Miss Suì-Fēng, put on the captain's haori and let me feast my eyes!"
Watching Satoru's delighted expression, Suì-Fēng couldn't help but facepalm.
It seemed his body was fine.
She put down the water cup and looked at Satoru with a complicated gaze.
"Satoru-sama, I've roughly heard about what happened from Yoruichi-sama."
"Thank you for protecting Yoruichi-sama in such a desperate situation."
She bowed deeply to Satoru.
"Meanwhile, as the direct guard, I wasn't even by your sides during such a critical moment..."
At this point, she suddenly let out a self-mocking laugh.
"No, even if I were there, I probably couldn't have done anything."
"These past two days, I've been thinking—with my strength, am I really fit to be this direct guard?"
"I... can't do anything."
Satoru propped the pillow up against the wall behind him and leaned back comfortably.
Watching Suì-Fēng lost in self-blame, he closed his eyes and put on a thoughtful expression.
"Hmm... since you're so troubled, why not pay some price."
"Price?"
"Yes, pay the price to me!"
Satoru slightly raised his head, showing a villainous smile. "I, Satoru, was the top damage dealer in this Hueco Mundo expedition!"
"Aside from a certain participant who wishes to remain anonymous, I should be considered the greatest contributor."
"Since you want to offer something, then pay the price to me!"
"In that case, you're contributing to my battle efforts as well. Isn't that wonderful?"
Suì-Fēng wore a skeptical expression.
"I can't help but feel that Lord Satoru just wants to satisfy some strange personal desire..."
"Slander! What cruel slander!"
Watching Satoru's deeply pained expression, Suì-Fēng sighed.
"So, what price does Lord Satoru wish me to pay?"
Satoru thought for a few seconds, then his eyes suddenly lit up as if he'd thought of something.
He looked at Suì-Fēng: "Take off your shoes and step on my back!"
Suì-Feng: "?"
What kind of strange preference is this?
Though confused, this request was still within her acceptable range.
"Is this really enough?"
Suì-Fēng confirmed.
Satoru shrugged: "We'll take it step by step. If I asked you to serve me in the bath with just a towel right now, you'd definitely refuse."
"I'm a romance master who's played dozens of galgames, of course I understand this much!"
Suì-Fēng: "..."
Earlier, Suì-Fēng had brought back Satoru with all four limbs broken and took him to the Hell Springs for treatment.
To prevent Satoru from moving around in the water and affecting his bone recovery, she had to frequently enter the water to reposition him.
Since she wasn't injured, entering the hot springs directly would result in overtreatment and skin ulceration.
Therefore, she wrapped herself in Reiatsu-blocking bandages.
In Suì-Fēng's view, that outfit was far more embarrassing than simply wearing a bath towel.
In comparison, helping Satoru bathe while wearing just a bath towel was actually not difficult to accept at all.
Unfortunately, Satoru was unconscious at the time and didn't know what he had experienced.
Thinking of this, Suì-Feng slightly curled up the corners of her mouth.
After confirming that Satoru's body had mostly recovered and there were no issues, she took off her straw sandals and climbed onto the bed wearing her little white socks.
After testing a few times to make sure she wouldn't break Satoru, she finally stood on him.
Feeling the warm pressure on his back, Satoru couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.
Under his direction, Suì-Fēng slowly began moving around on his back.
For someone who had received Onmitsukidō training since childhood, walking on Satoru's back was as easy as walking on flat ground.
This level of balance control was as simple as kindergarten test questions.
Satoru felt like he was enjoying paradise.
Suì-Fēng's small feet stepping on him was truly blissful.
The only regret was that the girl's weight was a bit light, seemingly not even sixty kilograms.
This won't do... although it's cute, health is more important.
While enjoying Suì-Fēng's service, he asked about the current situation.
Hearing Satoru talk about serious matters, Suì-Fēng also became serious.
While walking back and forth on Satoru's back, she reported what had happened during the two days Satoru was unconscious.
The cleanup operation against the rebels went without saying - the entire Soul Society had been in complete chaos these past two days.
Among all these battles, the most noteworthy was Tsunayashiro Senzaemon, who single-handedly fought against numerous Captains.
Hearing Suì-Fēng's account, Satoru showed a surprised expression.
Two days ago, four Captains with over two hundred Shinigami surrounded the Tsunayashiro residence.
Senzaemon faced the enemies alone.
Facing the punitive force led by Ginrei, he showed no fear and drew a Zanpakutō.
The sword was named "Enrakyōten"!
This blade was a divine artifact passed down through generations of the Tsunayashiro Clan.
Its ability... was to copy all Zanpakutō abilities it had seen!
The moment he released his Zanpakutō, Senzaemon immediately used both "Sakanade" and "Ōyamatsumi" abilities.
The punitive force immediately fell into complete chaos.
Hearing this, Satoru said in astonishment: "Wait, you're saying that whatever-ten can not only copy Zanpakutō release abilities, but also use different abilities simultaneously?"
Suì-Fēng nodded: "Yes, that's what Lady Yoruichi said."
Satoru couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath.
What a treasure...
If I could get this sword and combine it with Aizen's enhancements, wouldn't I be invincible!