"Bambi!!!"
Candice glared at Bambietta in irritation.
As one of the few female members in the Sternritter, she really couldn't stand Bambietta's personality.
Normally she was fine—
But the moment she saw a handsome man, she couldn't move.
She had to seduce him, humiliate him, and only then would she stop.
"Candice, isn't that a good thing?" Bambietta said with a smiling face, then lightly blinked at Cole. "I also admire Military Police members, you know. After all, this isn't the Military Police from a thousand years ago. Any Quincy who joins now has extraordinary courage."
Candice had no way to deal with Bambietta, so she could only let out a breath, then looked at Cole seriously.
"Are you coming with me?!"
She still appreciated Cole. After all, he was a Military Police member, and a rare genius.
He had injured Bambietta even after Bambietta activated Schrift—using only a spirit bow.
Given time, once His Majesty awakened, the Military Police might be rebuilt again, and someone within could be granted a Schrift.
And she felt—
That person was very likely Cole.
Hearing that, Cole's expression turned extremely strange, to the point he didn't even know what to say.
He hadn't done anything here.
He barely even spoke.
Yet he'd become some hot commodity—two female Sternritter members both wanted him.
Even that male one wanted him too.
Noticing Cole's gaze lingering on Candice, Bambietta grew even more irritated. She gave a light cough and pulled the opening at her chest even wider.
Pale, full curves—paired with that alluring, graceful expression—
It was practically enough to make people blush.
In the distance, the Quincy watching all turned red, their breathing quickening, eyes full of jealousy aimed at Cole.
So Cole's gaze shifted over as well.
After thinking for a few seconds, Cole's lips curled into a faint smile.
"I'm honored, Bambietta-sama—by your invitation."
Compared to Mask and Candice, Bambietta felt… dumber.
This woman didn't offer any conditions when inviting someone—she just used her body to tempt them.
That meant, in her worldview, "negotiation" wasn't even an option.
Was that innocence?
Or stupidity?
Either way, she was the easiest type to handle.
Hearing Cole's choice, Bambietta wore a smug smile and shot Candice a provocative look.
See?
I won in the end, didn't I?!
Candice, meanwhile, was furious—looking at Cole like he was hopeless.
"So the Military Police really aren't the same as the ones from a thousand years ago. I thought you'd be different. Didn't expect you to be like this too."
Cole raised an eyebrow slightly.
He actually wanted to probe from the side and ask about the Military Police—
Why did everyone value that organization so much?
Why did they think it had declined?
What was the difference, exactly?
But Bambietta had no patience for that. Desire was already burning in her. She rushed over, grabbed Cole's hand with her soft fingers.
"Alright. You're mine now. Come to my place and sit for a bit first."
As she spoke, she didn't care whether Cole agreed or not—she simply dragged him along and ran, vanishing from their sight in no time.
Candice crossed her arms, squeezing her already-full chest even more, and glared furiously in the direction Cole disappeared.
"Why are men always like this? The second they see a woman's chest, they can't move anymore?"
As she spoke, she lowered her gaze to her own half-exposed, rounded chest, and somehow felt even angrier.
She was showing plenty too.
So why hadn't Cole chosen her?
Did men all like that kind of fake, affected woman?
Pulling her gaze back, Candice glared viciously at Mask.
"You men aren't a single good thing."
Mask: "???"
He stared at Candice dumbfounded, not understanding why he was getting scolded too.
Don't take it out on me!!!
Only after a long while did Mask recover. He scratched his head helplessly and said,
"Candice, you don't have to be this mad. When that guy comes back from Bambietta's place, you can go find him then, can't you?"
Candice snorted and prepared to leave.
Come back?
What a joke!
With Bambietta's personality, how could she possibly let that guy return alive?
Being killed outright would already be the "nice" outcome.
More likely he'd be tortured to death.
But just as Candice was about to move, a male Quincy on the square—his face slightly red—finally gathered the courage to speak up.
"Candice-sama, I'm not as rude as that guy just now… can I leave with you?"
After saying that, he looked at Candice with anticipation.
This was one of the few female Quincy in the Sternritter—publicly recognized as one of the most beautiful women.
If he were chosen by her—
Even if his lifespan were shortened by a hundred years, he'd be willing.
But Candice's gaze instantly turned cold. A terrifying spiritual pressure burst out from her.
She stared at him icily.
"What right do you have to say something like that to me?!"
As she spoke, no spirit bow appeared in her pale hand—
Yet an astonishing white lightning erupted anyway.
Crack crack crack…
In the blink of an eye, the white lightning struck that Quincy.
Boom!!!
He didn't even have time to scream.
His body was blasted away by the lightning, smashing into a white building in the distance with a thunderous crash and shattering it.
He collapsed under the rubble.
Covered in blood, body charred black, white lightning still occasionally flickering across him—electrocuting him so hard his body kept convulsing.
Candice pulled her hand back, snorted, left behind a single line—"Know your place"—and walked away.
She liked Cole because of his identity and the strength he'd shown.
But an ordinary Quincy—
What right did he have to make demands of her?
Watching everything, Mask not only didn't stop Candice—he looked coldly at that Quincy instead.
"Looking for death! Since when did you have the right to ask a Sternritter member to do anything?!"
As he spoke, he had people carry that Quincy away.
He wasn't sent to a hospital.
He was thrown directly into prison.
What awaited him would be treatment like a criminal.
The other Quincy who saw this all felt fear and reverence rise in their hearts.
As expected—
Sternritter weren't people they ordinary Quincy could offend.
Only those on the same level, or truly gifted geniuses, were qualified to speak with those adults.
And thinking that—
They became even more jealous of the Cole from earlier.
He was clearly just an ordinary Quincy like them, yet he was favored by three Sternritter members.
He even became Bambietta-sama's "guest behind the curtain."
But Cole didn't know any of that.
Because right now, Bambietta was holding his hand as they sped through the Wandenreich at extreme speed.
Countless white, elegant, old-European-style buildings flashed past.
On the wide white streets, countless Quincy saluted them respectfully.
Thanks to Bambietta, Cole and Yoruichi got a more direct look at the Wandenreich and a better grasp of its layout.
And because Bambietta was there, no Quincy dared to question them.
After running far, Bambietta finally stopped. She looked back proudly and sneered.
"Stupid woman—still trying to steal someone from me?"
Though there weren't many female Sternritter members, there were still ranks among them.
And she felt—
She was the strongest among the women.
After saying that, she looked to the side at Cole—white robe, tall build, handsome face, carrying an unusual air.
A flicker of lust rose in her pale purple eyes.
Her cheeks flushed slightly.
Even her breathing grew heavier.
That unsatisfied desire from earlier had now climbed nearly to its peak.
She swallowed lightly, raised her pale hand, and while stroking Cole's cheek, smiled.
"Military Police member… speaking of which, I don't even know your name."
Cole sensed something off. He silently took a step back, dodging her hand, and said flatly,
"My name is Cole, Bambietta-sama. We're still outside—better keep some distance."
Being refused, and hearing Cole's resistant words—
A flash of anger passed through Bambietta's eyes.
She wasn't someone who got intimate with men often.
And this was the first time she'd ever been rejected.
But instead of backing off, her interest and desire intensified.
She wanted to conquer this man—make him beg beneath her.
And then—
Torture him to her heart's content.
Thinking that, Bambietta smiled softly, her voice gentle.
"So you're shy too, huh? If that's the case, then hurry up and come with me. We can 'talk' properly once we're in my bedroom."
As she spoke, she placed her index finger at her lips and slowly licked it with her red tongue.
Letting Cole know exactly what kind of "talking" she meant.
But seeing this, Cole couldn't help muttering in his heart—
Is this… basically a public bus?
In the original story, the Sternritter didn't get that much screen time. Everyone only had a few appearances.
He really couldn't grasp everyone's personality clearly.
If this sexy female Quincy in front of him really was a "public bus"—
Then… should he get on or not?
Suppressing that thought, Cole followed Bambietta while casually asking,
"Bambietta-sama, you, Mask-sama, and Candice-sama all seem to have expectations for the Military Police."
"May I ask where those expectations come from?"
Bambietta curled her lips, indifferent.
"What else could it be? It's just hoping you can recreate what things looked like a thousand years ago."
"A thousand years ago?"
Cole pretended to look puzzled and glanced at Bambietta.
"That's right." Bambietta nodded. She didn't mind adding a little seasoning before satisfying her desire, so she smiled lightly and said,
"A thousand years ago, your Military Police were His Majesty's right and left arms. Together with His Majesty, they invaded Soul Society and achieved impressive results."
"Until they ran into Genryusai—ugh, that old man was a monster."
"Not only did he defeat His Majesty all by himself, he also wiped out the Military Police of that era. They never reorganized after that—up to this day."
Cole listened with great interest.
He didn't expect to hear Genryusai's name here.
And he didn't expect the war a thousand years ago to be that brutal.
Hundreds of thousands of Quincy stormed into Seireitei, beating the Shinigami so badly that even their souls were erased completely.
But Genryusai's appearance became a nightmare in every Quincy's heart.
He had nearly crushed the Quincy army by himself.
And the strongest unit—the Military Police—was completely buried in the sea of fire from Ryujin Jakka.
By the time he reached this point, Cole understood why the Military Police had such high status in the Wandenreich.
They had once been the supreme combat force of the Wandenreich.
Their status was equivalent to today's Sternritter.
But because they'd been annihilated back then, they still hadn't truly been rebuilt—only a few small fry existed to hold up appearances.
That was why ordinary Quincy respected him as "Military Police," and why the Sternritter still "expected" something from that name.
While the two talked as they walked, Bambietta suddenly stopped.
In front of them stood a castle like something from old Europe—pure white throughout, radiating a holy elegance.
Ancient trees stood within. There was an artificial lake, gondolas moored on the water.
European fountains and marble sculptures decorated the lakeside.
It was the peak of human craftsmanship.
It was hard to imagine that within a militarized Wandenreich, such a luxurious white castle could exist.
Seeing Cole's amazed look, Bambietta couldn't help feeling proud.
"…We're here. This is where I live."
She pushed open the doors and walked inside.
The interior was opulent, but the lights weren't on, so the dimness carried a faintly severe feeling.
Bambietta continued forward, but she didn't enter a bedroom.
Instead, she sat on the living room table, cheeks flushed, staring at Cole.
Her desire had already become unbearable.
She raised both hands and slowly undid the buttons at her chest.
Pale fullness instantly spilled out by more than half.
She lightly licked her red lips and extended her arms toward Cole, voice dripping with temptation.
"Cole-kun, what are you standing there for?"
In her mind, the tall, handsome man would press her down on the table in the next moment.
Desire would swallow them both.
And she would finally be satisfied.
Her body would reach the highest pleasure.
But the atmosphere froze.
Because Cole didn't move forward—
And didn't move back.
He awkwardly scratched his head and said,
"Bambietta-sama… I thought you were a woman who likes cleanliness. When you do this kind of thing, don't you want to take a bath first?"
Bambietta: "..."
Lost in desire, she went silent for several seconds before snapping back. Staring at Cole with a dark face, she spat out one word.
"Hah?!"
The mood was already at this level—
And that man was thinking about whether she'd taken a bath.
What kind of joke was that?!
You're just a Military Police member—are you saying I'm dirty?!
In that instant, Bambietta felt her desire drop a lot. She ground her teeth, nearly smashing the table.
She panted, glaring viciously at Cole.
Now she didn't even want to "satisfy desire"—
She wanted to torture him, make him apologize through screams and wails, and die in despair and pain.
But after hesitating for a few seconds, Bambietta still gave up. She gritted her teeth and said,
"Right. A bath. Thanks for reminding me… If you didn't say it, I'd have forgotten. You wait here. I'll go bathe right now."
With that, she jumped down from the table, stepping in her blood-stained white boots toward the bathroom.
Only once she reached the bathroom did she finally lose control and stomp the floor hard.
"Damn stinking man… you actually dared to think I'm dirty. If you can't satisfy me later, you're dead."
She stripped off her uniform, revealing a curvy, pale, tempting body, turned on the water, and began washing.
At the same time—
Cole let out a breath, walked over to the white sofa, and sat down carelessly. He poked the little black cat hidden in his robe and said gloomily,
"Yoruichi-san… I think I ran into a public bus. What do you think I should do?"
(End of Chapter)
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