Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366: Chapter 366: I Belong to You

For Masatsuki Aozaki, what shocked him more than Kirio Hikifune’s sudden kiss was her initiative.

She had never been like this before.

In their past encounters, she had always hesitated—flustered, retreating the moment their lips touched.

But this time, she didn’t shy away.

She pressed forward, her movements more fervent than his own.

Even when driven by desire, Kirio Hikifune had never been so bold.

But right now, a simple kiss wasn’t enough for her.

She wanted more—she needed him to feel her.

Her soft lips landed repeatedly, trailing from his lips to his cheek, then down to his neck.

"Ha... haa... mmn~"

It wasn’t until her breath turned uneven that Masatsuki finally moved, wrapping his arms gently around her waist.

He shifted slightly, settling her onto his lap, holding her securely.

Kirio’s body melted against him, flushed with heat, as if she were burning from the inside out.

For her to be this passionate... this was rare.

Masatsuki brushed back her disheveled hair with gentle fingers, his voice low as he asked,

"What’s wrong? Do you want to tell me something?"

"..."

Kirio looked up at him, her deep violet eyes filled with unspoken emotion.

Her lips pressed together tightly, as if she were holding something back, fighting with herself.

And that frustrated her.

Masatsuki always indulged her, treating her like a child—humoring her, spoiling her.

But she wasn’t a child anymore.

She had grown.

She wanted him to see her as a woman—as a lover—not just someone who needed coddling.

Taking a deep breath, she leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear.

Then, in a voice barely above a whisper, laced with both hesitation and resolve, she murmured,

"...Just give me one more day. That’s all I need, just one day, and I’ll—"

Her voice was so soft that if not for Masatsuki’s sharp senses, he wouldn’t have caught it.

The way she spoke—so close to pleading—would have stunned anyone who knew her.

Kirio Hikifune, the bold and carefree woman, revealing such a vulnerable side?

She clenched her teeth, trying to suppress the emotions threatening to spill over.

The turmoil in her chest—the longing she had carried for decades—was overwhelming.

For seventy, eighty years, she had wanted him.

Missed him.

Yearned for something more.

But she had never known how to put it into words.

She wasn’t good with feelings—not like this.

So she spoke through actions instead.

Again and again, she sought his lips, giving him everything, asking for nothing.

This was the only way she knew how to confess.

Summoning all her courage, she kissed him once more, pouring every unspoken emotion into that single act.

Masatsuki hesitated for only a moment before responding, returning her kiss with the same quiet intensity.

Warmth.

Acceptance.

As if telling her he understood.

Kirio gasped softly against him, her body trembling slightly as she melted into his embrace.

When they finally parted, Masatsuki gazed into her eyes and, in a rare moment of sincerity, whispered,

"Tomorrow, I’m yours."

The man who always carried himself with careless ease—who never took things too seriously—looked at her now with a rare, unwavering certainty.

...

The next day, the sun had already risen high, its warmth spilling through the windows.

Kirio Hikifune woke later than usual, reluctantly blinking open her beautiful eyes against the bright morning light.

Even after making her way to the living room, she remained sluggish, exuding a lazy air.

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