"Bus?!"
"What the hell does 'bus' mean?!"
The black cat poked her head out from inside Cole's clothes, staring at him with a head full of question marks.
"You mean this woman's ability is like a bus, where she can hide a whole bunch of Quincies inside her body?!"
"Or are you saying she's so strong because she absorbed a lot of Quincies' abilities?"
Cole rolled his eyes, speechless.
"I mean she's cheap. Anyone can hop on her."
Yoruichi froze for a couple seconds before she finally understood what he was implying. Her face flushed instantly, and she bared her teeth at him.
"Just say she's lewd and promiscuous. Why are you calling her a bus?!"
Sometimes, she genuinely couldn't figure out how Cole's brain was built—how he always managed to come up with so many weird terms.
But she also had to admit: his description was painfully accurate.
A bus.
Wasn't that exactly what this woman was?
She'd known Cole for less than ten minutes, yet she'd already dragged him home, even flashing that pale, full cleavage like it was nothing. And she'd worn an openly shocked, excited expression the whole time.
This wasn't "open-minded" anymore. This was downright shameless, uncontrolled promiscuity.
If she treated Cole like this today…
Then what about before?!
Who knew how many male Quincies had "visited" her already?
Thinking of that, Yoruichi shot Cole a sidelong glare.
"What are you even unhappy about? You little pervert, aren't you the one who likes beautiful women? Now a beauty is throwing herself at you, and you're still not satisfied?"
As she spoke, Yoruichi's grin turned mischievous. She winked at him.
"Besides, that slutty woman is actually pretty. And she's curvy too—she's not inferior to Rangiku."
"Go on, use your strengths and conquer her. Maybe you'll even charm an insider out of her for us."
Cole curled his lip.
"Yoruichi-san, I think you've misunderstood something. Do you really think I'm the kind of man who'll eat anything?"
He liked beautiful women, sure—but he wasn't some dog who couldn't move the moment he saw a pretty face.
Otherwise, would Gin still be alive?
If he were really that kind of scumbag, he would've already gone to "conquer" Rangiku.
Yoruichi thought about it carefully, and realized… he really did have a point.
This brat was horny, yes—but not indiscriminate.
The women around him were all people he'd been through a lot with, people he knew inside and out. Only after that did he decide to be with them.
As for someone even more voluptuous like Rangiku…
Since Cole came to the Seireitei, he really hadn't talked to her much at all.
But once Yoruichi reached that conclusion, she became even more nervous. She hurriedly said:
"Cole, you're not going to reject her, are you?!"
Cole raised an eyebrow.
"Why can't I?"
He liked beauties, but he had zero interest in a "bus." More than that, he found the thought of her body… dirty.
Like that saying from his previous life:
The place you yearn for has already been trampled countless times by others.
He had no interest in sharing "a place" with anyone.
"Of course you can't!!!"
Yoruichi practically exploded. She blurted out anxiously:
"I can tell she's about to blow up! Just now she was already planning to force herself on you—what happens if you reject her and she starts fighting?!"
Cole snorted and casually summoned a golden staff into his hand.
"So what if we fight? You think I can't beat her?"
He was indeed wary of Yhwach.
But that didn't include Yhwach's Sternritter.
Even Jugram was no exception.
These Captain-level combatants—stack all thirty-three together, and he could still smash them one by one with a single swing.
"No, no…"
Yoruichi shook her head like a rattle drum.
"Even if you defeat her—and even if no one else sees it—someone will notice anyway. Her status is too high."
"Then the entire Wandenreich will be shaken. They might even start the war early!"
"And didn't you say it yourself? We have to turn Yhwach into the Soul King. What if he hasn't met the conditions to become the Soul King yet?"
Yoruichi's mouth went on and on, rapid-fire.
It wasn't that she was overreacting.
After seeing the Wandenreich's terrifying combat power, she felt deeply uneasy.
And on top of that, Cole had told her about the Soul King.
She still didn't fully understand it, but she understood the severity.
If the current Soul King died, and the new Soul King didn't take over in time…
Wouldn't the Three Realms collapse?
Seeing how frantic she was, Cole unconsciously rubbed his chin—then a very interesting idea popped into his head.
"Hey, Yoruichi-san."
"What?!" Yoruichi looked at him, and the moment she saw his expression, an ominous premonition rose in her chest.
Cole blinked, smiling as he petted the little black cat's head.
"I mean… since you're so enthusiastic about this, why don't you turn into me and take my place?"
As he spoke, he pinched the loose skin at the back of the black cat's neck, smiling even wider.
"If I remember right, your transformation is basically perfect. You can easily become someone else."
"And besides… you messed around with Soi fong for days, didn't you? You should have experience with this sort of thing."
"So—how about it? I'll leave it to you."
Yoruichi instantly went blank.
This was a path she had never imagined.
There was… actually such an option?!
If she thought about it carefully…
It really was possible.
Her transformation was perfect, and Bambietta wasn't familiar with Cole anyway.
She could replace him flawlessly.
But the moment Yoruichi imagined that scene, she sucked in a cold breath and started shaking her head madly again.
"No, no, no! I'm a woman! How can I do that kind of thing with another woman?! Absolutely not!"
Seeing the black cat's reaction, Cole's smile became even brighter.
"Yoruichi-san, how can you refuse at a time like this? Don't you want to stop the Wandenreich from invading the Seireitei?"
Yoruichi's face instantly fell.
She never imagined the very words she'd used to pressure him would be tossed right back at her, unchanged.
Did she really have to… for the sake of the Seireitei… submit to a "bus"?
She also felt it was dirty.
Yoruichi was tormented with indecision.
That time she'd messed around with Soi fong—while one-tenth of it was forced…
Nine-tenths of it was curiosity, plus indulgence for her rebellious disciple, so she reluctantly agreed.
But the one in front of her now was a "bus" she'd just met.
How was she supposed to do it?
She had standards too, okay?
The more she thought, the more miserable she became. Yoruichi looked at Cole with pitiful, watery eyes.
"Cole… no, this won't work, it really won't. In the future I'll listen to anything you say, but this time, help me, please?"
"No."
Cole smiled and shook his head, then lifted the little black cat out and set her on the coffee table.
"Yoruichi-san, do your best!"
As he spoke, he hid his presence, tapped lightly on the floor, and in an instant appeared on the second floor of the castle.
From the staircase, he gave the black cat a thumbs-up and silently mouthed:
"Yoruichi-san, unleash your charm. Go conquer that bus."
Yoruichi's fur practically stood on end. She arched her back, glaring at Cole in grief and rage while flailing her tiny claws.
Inside her head, ten thousand grass-mud horses trampled wildly.
This is cheating!
You didn't say anything about sacrificing myself before we came!
If she really had to mess around with this "bus"…
How was she supposed to face her disciple later?
No—forget facing her disciple.
She wouldn't even be able to face herself.
Even for someone like her, who loved adventures…
This was a bizarre kind of torture, okay?!
Just then, Yoruichi's cat ears snapped upright—and she bristled again.
The bathroom door opened.
The bus was coming back!!!
There was no time to keep cursing Cole in her mind.
Yoruichi's body expanded again.
But this time…
She didn't return to her own voluptuous human form.
Instead, she became a completely naked Cole.
And because she'd already once been completely bare with him in the hot springs, the details of her imitation—yin and yang—were so vivid it was practically identical.
At that moment, Bambietta walked out.
A white bath towel was wrapped around her, but it still revealed a large expanse of pale skin and those long, slender legs.
She wiped her hair with a white towel, her tone languid.
"Cole-kun, are you ready?"
As she spoke, she lifted her gaze toward the sofa—saw "Cole" sitting there—and instantly froze on the carpet.
It took her several seconds to snap back, and then she spoke through clenched teeth:
"Hey, brat—are you that impatient? You already stripped?!"
As she said it, she felt like she was about to explode.
What kind of man was this?!
Earlier, she'd been seducing him so blatantly, and he still made her go take a shower first.
And now—
She'd just finished showering, and she immediately saw him naked.
So is he lustful or not lustful?!
Or could it be… he had an even worse obsession than lust?
A cleanliness obsession?
Once that thought appeared, Bambietta became even angrier—because didn't that mean he really did think she was dirty earlier?
This was the first time a man had ever treated her like this.
Was he tired of living?!
Even so, Bambietta's interest in Cole only grew.
She absolutely had to conquer this man.
Facing her question, Yoruichi—still transformed into Cole—was sweating cold. She stammered awkwardly:
"I-it's… it's too hot in here, so… so I took my clothes off…"
Bambietta crossed her arms, pressing her already ample chest into an even more astonishing shape, and sneered.
"This is 12°C in here. You say it's hot—so what, is your heart hot?"
Yoruichi's cold sweat only worsened. She didn't know what to say at all.
She'd teased little boys before.
But she'd never teased little girls.
What was she supposed to say in a situation like this?
At that moment, Bambietta looked Yoruichi up and down, and finally her gaze stopped at the crotch area. A satisfied look surfaced in her eyes.
"Still… you do satisfy me."
"I'll forgive you this time."
Anyway, it'll be the last time…
Bambietta thought silently.
Once the pleasure ended…
She would properly torture and kill this man who fascinated her, so she could feel delighted again.
Yoruichi had only just let out a breath—she hadn't even finished relaxing—when she saw Bambietta sit up on the table like a noble queen, slowly lifting her bare foot.
Because she'd just bathed, her pale foot still carried tiny droplets of water.
It looked tender and smooth.
After doing all that, Bambietta licked her red lips, pointed her toes at Yoruichi, and curled them at her like she was calling a dog, smiling.
"Then crawl over here."
"Come lick my toes properly."
Yoruichi: "..."
"???"
"???"
"???"
The famous Flash Goddess Yoruichi felt like the sky had collapsed.
She stared at Bambietta in total disbelief.
What the hell?!?!
She wants me to lick her feet?!?!
This bus is that perverted?!?!
Yoruichi completely broke down. Tears threatened to fall as she looked past Bambietta, toward Cole standing on the second-floor staircase behind her.
No, I can't do this.
Cole, save me.
This won't work.
This really, really won't work!!!
(End of Chapter)
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