Chapter 691 Harribel's Hollow Hole

The moment they entered the bedroom, several soft bodies eagerly threw themselves into Makoto's arms.

They couldn't even wait for Makoto to close the door. Several warm hands simultaneously climbed onto his neck, shoulders, and back. Then trembling lips rushed to press against his, carrying nearly a hundred years of pent-up longing and desire.

Makoto was about to say the door was still open, but Megumi, already pressed against him, simply kicked it shut. The heavy door slammed closed with a 'bang'.

Tonight, they were going to release all the emotions they had suppressed for ninety years.

The fabric of their Shihakusho tore under the urgent movements.

Before long, the entire Las Noches echoed with the girls' cries... half sobs, half laughter.

Fortunately, Yu had taken immediate action upon hearing the news.

He found the male Vasto Lorde living in Las Noches, including Ulquiorra and Starrk, and told them to get out of the palace immediately and not come back for three days.

Though the male members had left, there were still plenty of female residents in Las Noches.

For instance, Kurosaki Masaki, who lived in the room next to Makoto's.

This Quincy girl had been living in Las Noches for quite some time. Almost every night, she would hear the 'screams' of Nel, Harribel, or Yoruichi coming from next door.

She had grown accustomed to it.

But she never expected that tonight, these unfamiliar voices would be even more exaggerated than those of Vasto Lorde like Nel and Harribel, or former Captain Yoruichi.

One voice, in particular, stood out with utterly obscene cries.

"Kill me," "Harder," "Don't stop"... even though Masaki herself was still a virgin, she could say with absolute certainty that the owner of that voice was a super masochist.

By early morning, the sounds still showed no signs of stopping. Masaki finally snapped.

She grabbed her pillow and punched it hard, using it as a stand-in for the culprit next door.

"Pervert! Deviant! Sadist! Scumbag!"

Masaki decided she wasn't staying here tonight.

She threw off the covers, grabbed a jacket, and pushed open the door, intending to crash in the farthest lounge of Las Noches.

But the moment she stepped out, she ran straight into three other figures.

Nel, Harribel, and Yoruichi were standing outside Makoto's bedroom door. All three had their hands on the doorknob, clearly about to go in.

Their faces were flushed, their eyes burning with undisguised desire.

The four of them stared at each other. The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.

The corridor was silent for several seconds, broken only by Darkness's increasingly exaggerated cries echoing in the air.

Nel broke the silence first. With a tone of someone who had given up, she said, "I can't take it anymore!"

With that, she twisted the doorknob and charged in without looking back.

The door briefly swung open, letting out an even clearer cry from Darkness:

"Th-this is amazing! Amazing... oh... sss..."

Harribel and Yoruichi hesitated for a few seconds at the door.

The two women exchanged glances, then followed her in.

Masaki stood frozen, not knowing whether to leave or enter.

She stood dumbly in the middle of the corridor, listening to the various sounds seeping through the half-open door.

Nel's soft coos, Harribel's suppressed moans, Yoruichi's cursing mixed with barely concealed pleasure, and that masochist woman she didn't know, still tirelessly shouting even more obscene lines with her already hoarse voice.

Before long, Masaki didn't know what came over her. She took a step forward, almost unconsciously.

Through the crack in the door, she just caught a glimpse of Harribel being flipped over. Her pupils dilated in an instant.

'Harribel's Hollow Hole... was in that place?!'

Outside the door, Masaki's eyes went wide.

Not just her... Darkness, Shinobu, and the others, who were still twitching on the floor, dripping, also struggled to their feet, leaned in close, and seriously examined that part of Harribel's Hollow Hole.

Having been Shinigami for decades, they of course knew what a Hollow Hole was.

But they had never imagined that a Hollow's hole could be located in such a place.

Nel, who had just finished a round with Makoto, lay at the edge of the bed and, after swallowing, helpfully explained, "Tia's Hollow Hole is in a very special place, so Makoto can only take her from behind."

"Ohhh—"

Darkness nodded thoughtfully, leaning her head even closer. "Feels like with Makoto's size, it could actually fit in there too..."

Nel added, without any malice, "Tia has no sensation in there, so even if Makoto goes in, she doesn't feel anything special. That's why Makoto only uses her mouth and her—"

"Shut up!"

Harribel, still enduring the impact, reached out and grabbed her best friend by the neck.

Harribel then turned and shouted at Darkness, who was still examining her at close range, "Stop staring at me there!"

Two hours later, with a barely suppressed cry from Masaki and a scattering of plum blossoms on the sheets, this near-century-long battle finally came to an end.

Masaki lay panting at the edge of the bed, her mind still flashing back in fragments to everything that had just happened.

'How embarrassing!'

Afterward, Megumi lay on Makoto's chest, drawing circles with her finger, and told him about how they had lived in the Soul Society over the past hundred years.

After listening, Makoto comforted the girls while laughing inwardly.

No wonder when he and his group had caused such a commotion in the Seireitei, Saeko and the others had known nothing about it.

So Old Man Yamamoto had completely sealed off the information.

That was good, though. If they had known he was in Hueco Mundo back then, they might have been unable to resist revealing themselves and coming to find him.

"Mr. Makoto really finds new beauties in every world he goes to, doesn't he?"

Shinobu, lying on Makoto's leg, glanced at Masaki, who was lying on the other side of his chest, still lost in the afterglow of her first time, and teased with a hint of jealousy.

"This big sister is quite the beauty too."

Makoto rolled his eyes at Shinobu. "If I were devoted, you wouldn't have had a chance."

Shinobu pouted slightly.

Though she knew it was the truth, hearing such an unapologetically scumbag statement from him still stung a little.

Masaki, who had just lost her virginity, looked at Makoto with teary eyes.

Her precious first time had been with so many women...

Thinking of this, she let out a long, pitiful wail: "Mmm..."

"Don't cry, don't cry—" Nel immediately took on the responsibility of comforting Masaki.

She wrapped the Quincy girl's face in her chest... even more magnificent than Tsunade's, the current number one in Hueco Mundo. "It's like this the first time. You'll get used to it. I cried too when I first did it with Makoto."

There were so many things wrong with that statement, it was hard to know where to start.

Masaki, nearly suffocated by those two mountains, frantically struggled free from Nel's embrace, gasping for precious air.

She wasn't crying about that.

Then, Kotonoha wrapped her arms around Makoto's neck from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder.

She told him about the current state of Saeko's 7th Division.

She also emphasized that Aizen had recently been actively approaching Saeko, trying to recruit her to his rebellion.

This surprised Makoto a little, but upon reflection, it wasn't strange.

Now that he had fully taken over Hueco Mundo's forces,

Aizen had to settle for second best and seek allies within the Soul Society itself.

With only Tosen barely capable of fighting under his command, Aizen naturally needed to expand his combat power.

Honestly, if Aizen didn't put any dirty tricks into the Hogyoku, letting him teach Hollowfication to Saeko and the others wouldn't be a bad option.

Makoto ran his hand through Kotonoha's hair. "When you get back, tell Saeko she can cooperate with Aizen, but forget about Hollowfication. I'll get the complete Hogyoku later and do it myself."

Kotonoha tightened her arms around Makoto's neck from behind, burying her face deep in his shoulder, as if trying to make up for a hundred years of lost touch all at once.

"So when can we go back?"

Though she had finally seen her lover after a hundred years, she also knew that, due to their differing identities as Shinigami and Hollow, they couldn't just disappear from the Seireitei for too long.

They would have to return to the Soul Society soon. If the entire expedition team vanished, it would definitely trigger an investigation.

In the short term, they might not be able to see each other again, so Kotonoha urgently wanted to know when they could complete that damn system mission and return to the real world together.

Makoto thought for a moment and gave a relatively conservative estimate: "If we stick to the original plan, probably about twenty."

After all, it would take about that long before Yhwach woke from his slumber and launched his thousand-year-planned revenge war against the three worlds.

There was no way around it. As long as Yhwach was still alive, the three worlds couldn't truly be unified.