The world of Shinigami was quite interesting. Clearly, the Living World, Soul Society, Hueco Mundo, and even the Wandenreich were, in some sense, all the same.
Yet these worlds seemed to exist independently. Each world's level of technology and cultural traditions were almost entirely separate and closed off.
Soul Society remained in the Edo Period, while the Wandenreich leaned toward European medieval culture. Even now, that was still the case.
Pushing open the slightly creaking door, he was greeted by the damp, musty smell of moldy wood.
The room before him was extremely dim. There was only an oil lamp made from animal fat and pine resin on the table. There was hardly any furniture inside, just two damaged wooden chairs and a simple little bed.
The quilt on the bed was made of some unknown beast hide and had darkened in places. Asano Kiyoshi frowned, and a faint glow appeared at his fingertips. In the next instant, the dust on the quilt vanished. He placed the already unconscious Cadice on the bed, injected her with an antidote, then silently stepped back, sat in a chair, and closed his eyes.
His Spiritual Sense spread out in an instant, nearly covering the entire town. Before Cadice woke up, he needed to gain a basic grasp of this world's information. He could not appear too suspicious—at the very least, he had to keep it below the point where Cadice could notice. Still, judging from their earlier battle, Cadice was not someone with an overly meticulous mind. If he was careful, it would not be difficult to conceal things from her.
As his Spiritual Sense expanded, Asano Kiyoshi began absorbing vast amounts of information from the Wandenreich.
Like a shriveled sponge, he now extended his feelers and absorbed that precious information with all