"When he comes back and finds us gone, he'll definitely burst into tears!"
Yoruichi laughed gleefully, seemingly imagining the scene.
"I really wish I could see his expression firsthand; it must be incredibly amusing."
Michibane Aura echoed her laughter.
However, their laughter gradually faded, and a silence permeated the air.
After a moment, Michibane Aura sighed softly.
She reached out and pulled open her clothes, revealing a jewel shining with a strange light on her chest, and said with a smile:
"Actually, Yoruichi, you don't need to worry too much; I've already developed a mass-produced Hōgyoku."
"Now we just need to find enough materials, and we can mass produce them."
Upon hearing this, Yoruichi's heart settled slightly.
She asked curiously:
"What materials are still missing?"
Yoruichi looked up at Michibane Aura, growing fonder of her younger sister.
She knew that while she possessed some cleverness and had even been praised by the Captain-Commander for her extraordinary talent in pranks, it would be impossible for her to research such a thing.
Their intellects were on completely different planes.
Yoruichi was good at researching combat techniques, but she had no talent for scientific research whatsoever.
Yoruichi didn't hide her concern, speaking directly:
"Do you need my help? If there's anything I can do, just tell your sister, don't be shy!"
Michibane Aura slowly stood up, looking down at Yoruichi.
At this moment, Yoruichi had been rubbing against her for a long time, and her clothes had become disheveled, revealing her delicate collarbone and alluring cleavage.
However, Michibane Aura merely glanced at it before quickly regaining her composure.
Her graceful figure was enough to make anyone envious, but she wasn't without her own advantages.
She shook her head and replied:
"No, someone is already taking care of this."
Yoruichi couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Seireitei was in a state of war readiness; weren't all the sisters busy with their own affairs, overwhelmed with work?
Who exactly was in charge of finding the necessary materials?
Yoruichi paused, then suddenly thought of something, a mischievous smile appearing on her face:
"Are the sisters from Hueco Mundo okay? When they come to Soul Society, should I go meet them?"
"You know, we Onmitsukidō are specialized in this kind of work—secret infiltration, clandestine meetings, I'm good at all of it."
Although she was smiling, she was actually a bit worried inside.
If the sisters encountered the Gotei 13 on their way, it would be troublesome.
"Don't worry, they'll come through the Dangai Gate from the family. Originally, I was planning to pick them up myself, but since Yoruichi is so enthusiastic, I'll leave it to you!"
Upon hearing this, Yoruichi nodded in agreement.
After all, the Aozaki Family's Dangai Gate was built with Shihouin Family resources when she was the head of the family.
Its quality and safety were top-notch in all aspects.
Even Reiji praised the Dangai Gate after using it.
Therefore, as long as no accidents occurred within the Dangai, the sisters would surely arrive safely.
She had confidence in her own craftsmanship.
"I probably can't help Reiji with this." Yoruichi sighed helplessly, then spread her hands, indicating her inability to do anything.
"Then I'll go to the Dangai Gate to wait and prepare for the rendezvous. After all, this is Soul Society, and it's risky for a group of Arrancar to come here."
"Be careful!"
Yoruichi opened the laboratory door, and Michibane Aura's voice came from behind her.
"Don't worry, wait for my good news."
...
Sunlight spilled onto the streets of Naruki City, illuminating the figure of a tall woman.
Her name was Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck, and she was walking with a relaxed stride towards her destination—Xcution.
As the head of the Hueco Mundo Public Security Department, she exuded an awe-inspiring aura, like a Valkyrie.
The surrounding Hollows, sensing her power, scattered in a panic.
Nelliel muttered to herself:
"Who exactly is it that makes you, the Queen, personally come out? And needs me to come along?"
She was somewhat puzzled by this mission.
After all, an organization of Human World psychics didn't seem worth her and Harribel's personal attention.
Nelliel felt that with her and Harribel's strength, even if they stormed into Soul Society and strolled through Seireitei with great fanfare, they could still retreat unscathed.
However, she would not easily question Aozaki Reiji's decisions.
After all, she always considered herself Aozaki Reiji's exclusive knight; no matter what decisions her liege made, this knight would support him without hesitation.
Of course, bullying the weak held no interest for her.
As she thought, she pinched her chin, returning to her knightly principles.
"That guy had better hand over what Reiji wants willingly, otherwise, even if it means bullying the weak, I'll have no choice but to act."
At this moment, Harribel stood quietly beside Nelliel.
She wore a white crop top, showcasing her unique charm and temperament.
The two stood side by side, forming a striking sight.
Although her appearance hadn't changed much from before, her entire being exuded an air of authority.
"Don't let your guard down, Nelliel." Harribel's voice was low and magnetic.
"But the strength of those guys, well… how should I put it, they are indeed a bit weak."
Nelliel's tone was light and lively, like an enthusiastic younger sister clinging to her older sister.
She blinked her large eyes, which were full of curiosity and innocence.
"Although their spiritual pressure isn't high, their abilities are peculiar, so we still need to be careful of those strange abilities, otherwise things might become very troublesome."
Harribel spread her hands, as if feeling helpless.
However, when Nelliel hugged her arm like a good sister, her body instantly stiffened in place.
In a dark space, a young man wearing overalls, with shoulder-length short hair, black eyes, a refined and handsome appearance, and a scar from his left forehead to his temple, entered an old apartment building.
He ascended the steps one by one, his footsteps echoing in the silent stairwell.
His left hand, which was in his pocket, after continuous fumbling, finally pulled out an access card.
This magnetic card had a unique design; it displayed a distinct black background with white horizontal stripes, and the words "welcome to our XCUTION" were clearly written on it.
The black-haired youth gently swiped the card over the sensor, and a crisp "beep" sound followed.
Immediately after, the old door lock emitted a dull thud, as if a long-sleeping giant had been awakened.
With a creak, the previously tightly shut metal door slowly opened, revealing a narrow gap.
It was incredible that such strict security measures were hidden within such a dilapidated apartment building, where only those with a specific magnetic card could enter.
He cautiously lifted his feet and stepped into this mysterious space.
As he entered the room, the scene before him was completely different from the dilapidated facade outside.
The place had been cleverly transformed into a bar, filled with style and modernity.
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