ulquiorraespada

“Oh Ulquiorra-san~ I heard ya were a bit depressed lately~” The fox skipped up to the [always] blank-faced Espada. There wasn’t much he could do about it, but he was certainly going to try. Gin was quite good at what he did, and there was nothing to stop him. Besides, almost everyone got bored in a place such as Hueco Mundo from time to time. What better way to relieve himself of it?