I sat at my desk, staring at the pile of papers my new subordinated had given me. She was efficient to the point of madness, and I had asked for information on interesting Arrancars, but she had brought me information on every single Arrancar and Hollow under Aizen's command.
Seriously, overly efficient people could be a pain, especially for someone like me who preferred experimenting over repeating mundane tasks.
As I scanned the documents absentmindedly, something caught my eye. "This one." I jumped up, scaring Cirucci out of her lights. "I want this red haired one for our fraccion."
Cirucci, my subordinate, put her hands up, trying to calm me down. "Slow down, boss." Finally, she gathered her thoughts. "That one doesn't seem that impressive."
"I have a good feeling about him," I replied, unable to fully articulate why. "Think of it like a hunch."
My hunches were typically inaccurate, but I knew this Arrancar. He was the one who later attacked Ichigo under Yhwach's orders. Having someone like him close would be useful for grasping the enemies' movements. The only problem was, I didn't know if he had joined the other side from the beginning or if he joined after Aizen's defeat.
Cirucci sighed. "If you believe he's useful, then I'll make an appointment. Although, I actually liked the one with hundreds of arms more."
I shuddered, just remembering how that arrancar used to look when he was a hollow made me shudder.
"Let's stick with the red-haired one for now," I said, leaning back in my chair. "We can always kill the one with hundreds of arms later."
As I was lost in thought, I heard a knock on the door. I turned my head to see Cyan Sung-Sun entering my office with graceful movements. She looked at me with a gentle smile before her gaze shifted to Cirucci, her expression shifting slightly as she took in the other woman's brash demeanor.
"So you are here." She said, her tone carefully neutral as she hid a small giggle behind her sleeve. "One would believe you would spend your day kissing Acidwire's feet after being in a hole for so long."
Cirucci's response was predictably volatile. "What did you say, little snake?" Cirruggi instantly emphasized her breasts. "Do you like holes so much that you think everyone should live in one like you?"
Sung-sun stared at her breasts for a brief moment, her expression darkening.
"Such crude and base insults, Cirucci. I expected better from a former Espada" Cyan Sung-Sun said coolly, her gaze fixed on Cirucci's face. "But I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Your behavior has always been questionable."
Cirucci bristled at the criticism but said nothing in response, her hands clenching into fists. I cleared my throat, sensing the tension in the air.
"Sung-Sun, what brings you here?" I asked, hoping to defuse the situation.
This was not the first time Cirucci and Sung-Sun had clashed, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.
Sung-Sun's expression softened as she turned her attention back to me. "You asked me to come yesterday. Did you forget? You promised to spend the rest of the day with me, away from a certain witch.”
I winced internally at the mention of "a certain witch." I knew that Cyan had never been fond of Cirucci, and the feeling was mutual. It was always a delicate balance trying to keep the two of them from butting heads.
"Ah, right," I said, trying to smooth things over. "I apologize for forgetting. I got caught up in work." I glanced at Cirucci, hoping she wouldn't do anything to escalate the situation.
Sung-Sun nodded, a hint of disappointment in her expression. "We better get going then."
"Yes, just give me a moment to finish up here," I said, trying to keep the peace.
She smiled, her eyes softening. "Of course."
As she turned to leave, Cirucci couldn't resist a parting shot. "Try not to get lost on your way out, snake."
Leaning back in my chair, I let out a deep breath, feeling the tension dissipate as Sung-Sun left the room. The atmosphere had been thick with hostility ever since she had arrived.
It was made worse by Cirrucci, who had been flirting with me lately. Something that caused Sung-Sun to dislike her so much.
But despite their differences, I couldn't help but feel grateful for both of them. Cyan was loyal and always eager to spend time with me, while Cirucci had become fiercely protective of me, despite her initial fear towards me.
“Hmm, that woman is quite a handful. But of course, I'm the number one here.” The purple-haired woman declared boldly, not mincing her words as she winked at me.
I couldn't help but shake my head at her confidence.
"Leave it to me, boss," she continued, her voice laced with determination. "I'll contact Asguiaro Ebern later today for the interview."
I raised an eyebrow, impressed by her efficiency. "Sounds good to me. Just make sure to keep him in line," I said with a small smirk.
She grinned in response, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Don't worry, boss. I can handle him."
I chuckled softly, knowing all too well how capable she was. "I have no doubt about that. Just be careful not to cripple him." I added.
She rolled her eyes, but I could see the hint of a smile on her lips. "Yeah, yeah. I'll try to play nice." she replied, before turning to leave.
As I stood up from my chair, ready to leave with Sung-Sun, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me.I had two amazing allies by my side, each with their own unique strengths and abilities. Now I only needed to ensure Orihime’s safety and kick the ass of a egomaniac shinigami and a god-like being.
And then there was Gin. That damn traitor had killed my pet and he deserved triple death. Yet, I knew that I had to push the desire for revenge aside. Right now, my priority was to build my faction and strengthen our position in the upcoming war.
Aonte I actually wrote this chapter twice. The first time ended with Acidwire having two wives, but it sounded far-fetched and rushed, so I scrapped it and started midway a new one.
I sat at my desk, staring at the pile of papers my new subordinated had given me. She was efficient to the point of madness, and I had asked for information on interesting Arrancars, but she had brought me information on every single Arrancar and Hollow under Aizen's command.
Seriously, overly efficient people could be a pain, especially for someone like me who preferred experimenting over repeating mundane tasks.
As I scanned the documents absentmindedly, something caught my eye. "This one." I jumped up, scaring Cirucci out of her lights. "I want this red haired one for our fraccion."
Cirucci, my subordinate, put her hands up, trying to calm me down. "Slow down, boss." Finally, she gathered her thoughts. "That one doesn't seem that impressive."
"I have a good feeling about him," I replied, unable to fully articulate why. "Think of it like a hunch."
My hunches were typically inaccurate, but I knew this Arrancar. He was the one who later attacked Ichigo under Yhwach's orders. Having someone like him close would be useful for grasping the enemies' movements. The only problem was, I didn't know if he had joined the other side from the beginning or if he joined after Aizen's defeat.
Cirucci sighed. "If you believe he's useful, then I'll make an appointment. Although, I actually liked the one with hundreds of arms more."
I shuddered, just remembering how that arrancar used to look when he was a hollow made me shudder.
"Let's stick with the red-haired one for now," I said, leaning back in my chair. "We can always kill the one with hundreds of arms later."
As I was lost in thought, I heard a knock on the door. I turned my head to see Cyan Sung-Sun entering my office with graceful movements. She looked at me with a gentle smile before her gaze shifted to Cirucci, her expression shifting slightly as she took in the other woman's brash demeanor.
"So you are here." She said, her tone carefully neutral as she hid a small giggle behind her sleeve. "One would believe you would spend your day kissing Acidwire's feet after being in a hole for so long."
Cirucci's response was predictably volatile. "What did you say, little snake?" Cirruggi instantly emphasized her breasts. "Do you like holes so much that you think everyone should live in one like you?"
Sung-sun stared at her breasts for a brief moment, her expression darkening.
"Such crude and base insults, Cirucci. I expected better from a former Espada" Cyan Sung-Sun said coolly, her gaze fixed on Cirucci's face. "But I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Your behavior has always been questionable."
Cirucci bristled at the criticism but said nothing in response, her hands clenching into fists. I cleared my throat, sensing the tension in the air.
"Sung-Sun, what brings you here?" I asked, hoping to defuse the situation.
This was not the first time Cirucci and Sung-Sun had clashed, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.
Sung-Sun's expression softened as she turned her attention back to me. "You asked me to come yesterday. Did you forget? You promised to spend the rest of the day with me, away from a certain witch.”
I winced internally at the mention of "a certain witch." I knew that Cyan had never been fond of Cirucci, and the feeling was mutual. It was always a delicate balance trying to keep the two of them from butting heads.
"Ah, right," I said, trying to smooth things over. "I apologize for forgetting. I got caught up in work." I glanced at Cirucci, hoping she wouldn't do anything to escalate the situation.
Sung-Sun nodded, a hint of disappointment in her expression. "We better get going then."
"Yes, just give me a moment to finish up here," I said, trying to keep the peace.
She smiled, her eyes softening. "Of course."
As she turned to leave, Cirucci couldn't resist a parting shot. "Try not to get lost on your way out, snake."
Leaning back in my chair, I let out a deep breath, feeling the tension dissipate as Sung-Sun left the room. The atmosphere had been thick with hostility ever since she had arrived.
It was made worse by Cirrucci, who had been flirting with me lately. Something that caused Sung-Sun to dislike her so much.
But despite their differences, I couldn't help but feel grateful for both of them. Cyan was loyal and always eager to spend time with me, while Cirucci had become fiercely protective of me, despite her initial fear towards me.
“Hmm, that woman is quite a handful. But of course, I'm the number one here.” The purple-haired woman declared boldly, not mincing her words as she winked at me.
I couldn't help but shake my head at her confidence.
"Leave it to me, boss," she continued, her voice laced with determination. "I'll contact Asguiaro Ebern later today for the interview."
I raised an eyebrow, impressed by her efficiency. "Sounds good to me. Just make sure to keep him in line," I said with a small smirk.
She grinned in response, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Don't worry, boss. I can handle him."
I chuckled softly, knowing all too well how capable she was. "I have no doubt about that. Just be careful not to cripple him." I added.
She rolled her eyes, but I could see the hint of a smile on her lips. "Yeah, yeah. I'll try to play nice." she replied, before turning to leave.
As I stood up from my chair, ready to leave with Sung-Sun, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me.I had two amazing allies by my side, each with their own unique strengths and abilities. Now I only needed to ensure Orihime’s safety and kick the ass of a egomaniac shinigami and a god-like being.
And then there was Gin. That damn traitor had killed my pet and he deserved triple death. Yet, I knew that I had to push the desire for revenge aside. Right now, my priority was to build my faction and strengthen our position in the upcoming war.
Aonte I actually wrote this chapter twice. The first time ended with Acidwire having two wives, but it sounded far-fetched and rushed, so I scrapped it and started midway a new one.
