Cirucci followed Aizen's gaze.
A figure, roughly the size of one and a half sheep, was charging toward them.
Why one and a half?
Because it was a person riding atop a half-human, half-goat creature.
No...
To be more precise—
The ruler of Hueco Mundo was riding on the back of a Vasto Lorde!
The moth-like Adjuchas trembled instinctively. The impact of a Vasto Lorde-class Resurrección Arrancar was something she, still an untransformed Adjuchas, had no hope of dodging.
She could only squeeze her eyes shut and brace for the inevitable.
...But the expected pain never came.
After a moment, she hesitantly cracked her eyes open.
"Masatsuki-sama, next time, please don't move around so much while I'm running. It's difficult to control my balance."
The goat-like knight came to a steady halt in front of the moth Adjuchas, turning to address the man on her back.
"Hey, don't blame me for that."
Masatsuki Aozaki withdrew his hands from where they had been gripping the knight's waist, scratching his head nonchalantly before hopping down from her back.
"Nelliel's just too fast. If I don't hold onto something, I feel completely unsafe."
Then, looking up, he spotted Aizen and grinned.
"Oh, Sōsuke, you're here too? Looks like I made it just in time."
With no hesitation, Masatsuki Aozaki casually slung an arm around Aizen's shoulders.
Aizen's eye twitched slightly, but he didn't react beyond that. He simply handed over a document and said,
"You arrived at the perfect time. Take this."
Masatsuki Aozaki took the file, briefly scanning the familiar name before raising a brow in mild surprise.
"Cirucci?"
"Y-Yes!" The moth-like Adjuchas quickly responded.
"Good. Come with me."
Masatsuki Aozaki nodded before glancing past her and calling out,
"The rest of the female Hollows in line, come along too."
And with that,
Masatsuki Aozaki, Cirucci, and the goat-like knight led a group of peculiar-looking Menos away from Aizen's laboratory.
Aizen, meanwhile, silently glanced at the shoulder Masatsuki had just draped an arm over.
With a sigh of resignation, he exhaled deeply.
A familiar voice spoke from behind.
"Aizen-sama."
"What is it, Tōsen?"
"The substitute in the World of the Living has sent word. Regarding that matter, Captain-Commander Yamamoto has summoned you to Soul Society to report."
"...I understand."
...
In another laboratory,
Masatsuki Aozaki extended a hand toward Cirucci.
The moment his long, slender fingers touched her forehead,
A wave of warmth surged through her body.
Then, suddenly—
It felt as if a pair of enormous hands were kneading her entire form.
She was being molded, compressed into a tight sphere, then reshaped into strange and shifting forms.
It was as though her body was being torn apart—
Yet there was no pain.
On the contrary, an indescribable sense of euphoria washed over her.
She was completely immersed in the sensation, lost in it for what felt like minutes.
Finally, she became aware of his hand withdrawing, the warmth fading.
She slowly opened her eyes.
And in that instant—
A rush of overwhelming power erupted from deep within her, surging like an unstoppable tide.
It was immense—so immense she could barely contain it.
Masatsuki Aozaki stood calmly before her, his gentle gaze shining with satisfaction.
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