Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Do You Dare to Return?

Time passed quietly, with countless days and nights slipping by like fleeting shadows.

The Garganta gradually sealed shut.

Finally, Masatsuki Aozaki stepped out of the dark, damp cell.

Bambietta had paid a heavy price for her arrogance, learning her lesson through blood and pain.

Meanwhile, Masatsuki Aozaki reveled in the pleasure of acquiring a new toy. At this moment, a strange sensation welled up within him—an awareness as if "the world and I coexist, and all things are one with me."

This feeling granted him a deeper understanding of the world, making him sense an advancement in his own evolution.

As for Bambietta, her mind had gone completely blank.

Just as Roka had said, she had no resistance against Masatsuki Aozaki.

Under his relentless torment, she barely lasted half an hour before her psychological defenses collapsed. Her rationality was completely discarded, and she even became unnaturally exhilarated on her own.

Under Roka’s guidance, Masatsuki Aozaki obtained the information he sought.

Most of it aligned with what he already knew from his past life, but there were still some unexpected discoveries... including certain contingency measures the Wandenreich had left behind.

Masatsuki Aozaki carried Bambietta through the cold, dimly lit dungeon, his steps unhurried.

Eventually, he stopped in front of a tightly shut cell door.

He pushed it open and, without hesitation, tossed Bambietta inside. Her eyes rolled back as she hit the ground.

With a dull thud, the door slammed shut, and the sound jolted Bambietta awake.

She groggily ran a hand through her hair, struggling to push herself up from the icy floor.

Her vision, initially blurry, gradually cleared.

The first thing she saw was a woman with long green hair.

Before her was a table laden with an extravagant feast, and she wore a smile of pure contentment—one that had no place in a place like this.

"Candice, why the hell are you just sitting here, perfectly fine, living so damn comfortably?!" Bambietta demanded angrily.

Candice, sitting cross-legged on the bed and enjoying her meal, paused mid-bite.

She scratched her head awkwardly, hesitated for a moment, and muttered, "Well..."

Her mind raced.

How was she supposed to explain this?

Should she tell Bambietta that she hadn’t even lasted half an hour before spilling everything?

That she had avoided torture simply by giving in?

And that, because of her "cooperation," she had even been rewarded by the enemy?

Candice’s face grew hot at the thought. Her heart pounded in her chest.

Like hell she was going to admit that!

Was she, Candice, supposed to just throw away her dignity?

Especially in front of Bambietta, the woman she had never gotten along with?

No way. She couldn’t afford to lose face now.

She cleared her throat and forced a calm tone.

"Oh? Judging by your appearance, it looks like things haven’t been going too well for you lately. Been through a lot, haven’t you?"

Candice wore a smug expression, showing no guilt whatsoever for her betrayal.

Bambietta’s face twitched slightly, a faint, unnatural blush creeping across her cheeks. She glanced cautiously at the tall man behind her, hesitated for a moment, and stammered,

"I... I’m actually quite happy... No, I mean... I’m doing just fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, she instinctively lowered her head, avoiding Candice’s skeptical gaze.

Candice eyed her suspiciously, full of doubts.

Bambietta’s clothes were in tatters, barely covering her at all.

How could she possibly call this "fine"?

Was she just putting on a tough front, refusing to admit defeat? That would make sense.

But then... what was with that genuine smile on her face?

There was a strange, heartfelt sense of happiness behind it.

Candice couldn’t understand it at all.

Just as she was lost in thought, a large hand suddenly landed on her head, gently stroking her soft, flowing hair.

"The hell?! Which bastard dares to touch my—"

Candice whipped around in fury, ready to teach the offender a lesson.

But the moment she saw that familiar face, her outburst was cut off instantly.

"What was that? You were about to say something?"

Masatsuki Aozaki smiled, his hand still moving lazily through her hair.

"N-Nothing..."

Candice deflated like a popped balloon, bowing her head and muttering softly.

"Not just the same color... Even the texture is similar to Nel’s."

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