Bleach: Starting as a Vasto Lorde

Chapter 221: Lies of M

Blood rushed to Rukia’s head, her body giving her ample fuel to brainstorm her way out of this tricky situation.

As a result, her face was completely flushed.

“I-I didn’t,” she stammered, her voice hoarse with nerves. But then, a sudden realization struck her, and she quickly assumed a stern expression. “I am trying to sleep. Why are you two being noisy in the middle of the night?”

Momo, unamused, turned her gaze to Kazuya. “Don’t buy her tough girl act. She is scared like a rabbit.”

Kazuya remained silent, maintaining a neutral stance in front of the best friends.

“No, I am not!” Rukia retorted. “Why are you guys having sex on the same bed I’m sleeping on?”

“I am desperate,” Momo said with a sigh. “Rukia, this is my last day with Kazuya-kun as my classmate… this—this is a memory I can hold on to for the time I’ll be staying in the academy. This opportunity will never return once he graduates…”

The heartfelt words softened Rukia’s gaze. “Sorry for not considering your situation… I’ll do anything to make it up for you.”

“Anything?” Momo’s black eyes gleamed with a mischievous intent as she sought confirmation. “I want you to do something, but I’m not sure you’ll be willing to…”

Rukia nodded resolutely. “Just say the words. I’ll cross the 320 Rukon districts to fulfill your request.”

She seemed so focused and determined that the presence of the naked couple in her room didn’t even register in her mind.

Momo pulled herself away from Kazuya, causing Rukia’s gaze to widen in surprise. Her eyes were drawn to the sight of the overflowing bodily fluids from Momo’s slit and the imposing, veiny cock before her.

“No way… How did it even fit in there?”

“It stretched me from inside,” Momo whispered and faced Rukia in earnest. “My request—I want you to join us.”

“What the heck do you mean by ‘join us’? Is there some membership I’m unaware of?”

“It’s nothing major. I simply want you to have sex with Kazuya-kun…”

“How the hell is that not major?!” Rukia raised her voice in a stupor, completely caught-off guard by Momo’s request. “Why? Just why would you suggest that I become intimate with your lover?”

Even Kazuya was taken aback by Momo’s favor, knowing it went against her usual neediness. It was a foolish move for her to offer him another lover, as it would only eat into her own time with him.

“There are two reasons,” Momo said and dragged Rukia into the corner of the room to whisper the secret reasons. “It has to do with…”

Kazuya had sharp senses but even he couldn’t hear a coherent word from their whispers. Rukia’s stolen glances at his crotch only confirmed the sexual nature of their conversation. Tired of having his penis assessed like it was the sexiest lady on the street, he sat upright on the bed, hastily covering himself with a soft, warm blanket. 

{I have to know what type of schemes are cooking in Momo’s mind. Partner, fire up your senses in overdrive mode.}

Since he was curious himself, he did as Nami told and concentrated his senses to their limits — something he usually reserved for high-level battles. Their whispered gibberish transformed into clear, audible words.

“I was saving my first for my special…” Rukia whispered, her voice finally audible. “This doesn’t feel right…”

“But you haven’t found him yet, right? Moreover, gaining some experience will be more beneficial for you in the long run… Please, Rukia. I’m begging you on my knees.”

Momo was giving her all to convince Rukia into joining them in a threesome. Her efforts seemed to have an effect as Rukia closed her eyes, contemplating hard.

{Momo is a keeper, Partner.}

After a long moment of silence, Rukia nodded her head. “Only because you’re my best friend, and I owe this scoundrel too much.”

{She agreed to be your sex slave, Partner.}

‘Nami, please update your lewd dictionary to the latest version.’

{Oh, Dear Kazuya. The update prerequisite is that I have to be lewded by you.}

‘I’ll see to it personally when Tsubasa stops living in your head.’

“I’m extremely sorry for causing a rift between Master and Mistress.”

Tsubasa was quite apologetic for the inconveniences her lack of form caused to Nami and Kazuya.

‘Don’t call me Master, Tsubasa.’

He felt something strange every time Tsubasa called him Master in Nami’s voice using a detached tone. He was just so used to Nami being the absolute bundle of chaotic energy.

“What should I call you then…?”

‘Just my name.’

“No, we aren’t of the same status. Would you be fine with calling you Father?”

‘Let’s talk later.’

Rukia approaching him while holding Momo’s hand forced him to end the discussion with his Zanpakutō Spirit. Seeing Rukia standing in a loose kimono and messy bed hair just reminded him of the sheer tomboy charm of the petite bunny lover.

“Wanna say something?”

Meeting his gaze overwhelmed her, causing her to avert her eyes and fidget with adorable nervousness. “Uh, Kazuya, I am…” Her cheeks flushed red, and she turned to Momo. “I can’t say it with a straight face!”

It was already a miracle she hadn’t fled the room out of sheer embarrassment.

As though realizing the possibility, Momo held Rukia’s shoulders and made her sit down. Wrapping her arms around Rukia’s neck, she provided Rukia courage and stopped her from escaping at the same time.

Momo gave him a mysterious smile. “Kazuya-kun, I want you to take Rukia’s first time. Give her the memory of a lifetime.”

Even though it was his best chance to pull Rukia into his harem, he wasn’t taking it too seriously. He was completely confident in his skills, and that Rukia would keep craving more fun time with him.

“Y-Yeah,” Rukia said with a clumsy nod, her purple eyes glimmering with what felt like a look of anticipation. “I have zero experience in this—this stuff. I’m gonna fight you if you make fun of me, you hear?!”

Feeling jitters, Rukia turned fiercely overprotective of her inexperience.

{Funny she says that to one of the strongest beings in the world. Partner, punish this rabbit lover by lewding her like a rabbit in heat.}

Like always Kazuya ignored the chaotic voice in his head. “No one is born an expert.”

“You get me,” Rukia said with a sagely nod then loudly cleared her throat. “Momo, what’s the first thing in s-sex?”

Momo gently brushed Rukia’s hair, preparing her for what was to come, as if preparing a lamb for the slaughter. “Ask the butch—I mean Kazuya.”

As Rukia turned her gaze to Kazuya, he extended a hand towards her with a smile. “I can’t do anything if you sit that far.”

Hesitatingly, Rukia placed her hand in his, feeling the warmth of his touch. He yanked her towards him, causing her to land on his lap. Her right hand brushed against a concealed object under the blanket, drawing her attention to the thick outline that she could feel through her fingertips.

A slight blush colored her cheeks as she marveled at his size.  “W-What did you eat to make it that big?”

“Why? Do you want to grow taller or get bigger boobs? You don’t have to, though. You’re quite pretty and cute as you are.”

The compliment he gave her was so confidently delivered that it made her blush once more. However, her feelings of flattery quickly faded when she realized that to him, it was just another night of attempting to seduce women, and she would be merely another woman in his pursuit of becoming a Captain.

‘I can’t think like that! We’re friends… this—this is just a gift for his successful graduation!’

She pushed aside her uneasiness and focused on the positive impact he had on her life. The reality where she could reunite with her sister was all because of him. The reality where she was no longer an orphan but a part of the Kuchiki Family.

“You know nothing,” she said slowly and raised her clenched fists with a stern frown, as if she was ready to throw hands. “Spill your secret before you get hurt.”

“It’s genetics.”

“Genetics what? Talk to me in the Rukon language.”

Momo pulled Rukia’s cheeks. “You can ask this later. Right now, we have to relieve Kazuya-kun.”

Rukia let her fists fall, looking dejected, before perking up with a nervous giggle. “Let’s just get it done. We have Zanpakutō training in the morning!”