Tsukiko nodded slowly, silently agreeing.
"It's a pity I never got a sample of the hollow. Father will likely punish-" She didn't get to finish this sentence because she looked as though she was breaking out into a cold sweat, only without the sweat. With her only hand, she clenched her head and gripped it tightly. In the Soul Society, Hei was busy on his computer, monitoring the situation through the surveillance bacteria within Tsukiko's body. He had typed in a command just as she had spoken that had sent what could only be considered as "pain" for a Gynoid. He had simply overloaded her brain with information. Even machines had limited capacity and he had forced her to reach it.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry father..." She sank to her knees, crying in her own special way. Her tears were actually reticular cleansing fluid, but they could at least convey the appearance of crying, cited by a reaction in her brain that was much like a normal one, just simply better. Her "crying" lasted for a few minutes. Just beneath her, a wavy line imprinted itself upon the ground and ripped open, forming a Garganta. A pale hand with purple nails that were sharpened to a point grabbed her arm and pulled her through the gaping hole, just before it shut behind her. A ways off, Japanese sliding doors that were arced appeared and slid open, emitting a bright light. Several Hell Butterflies fluttered out of the opening and landed on the shoulders of their respective Shinigami. While it was not apparent or obvious to those around, Hei had opened the door home.
博士月子 Jūnibantai Fuku-taichō 博士月子
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