The amount of information was a little overwhelming.
Arima Shizuya pondered for a moment, unable to stop himself from making a rather strange expression.
"...What did you just say?"
"Are your ears already failing at such a young age? Honestly~ I asked whether you were interested in pulling off something big with us."
She must have brought up the topic she had wanted to discuss all along.
Yoruichi's previously uninterested expression changed noticeably.
She set down her sake cup, her gaze turning slightly profound as she looked toward the windowsill beside her.
The smile she had always worn—calm and unhurried, as though everything lay within her expectations—faded considerably at that moment.
Perhaps.
This was her "true face"? "Hey, kid. What do you think of the Soul Society as it is now?"
Was she asking me?
It was such a profound question that he did not even know where to begin.
"Whatever it may be, I doubt you think very highly of it."
You already have your answer...
So she just wanted an opening for her topic? Yoruichi leaned back slightly. Sitting on her cushion with her left leg bent, she rested the crook of her arm against her knee.
...She seemed rather tired? "Kid, do you know how many years of history the Seireitei has?"
I have no idea...
"About three thousand years."
"That is an approximate figure inferred and calculated based on the age of the current Captain-Commander, Lord Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni."
"For ordinary humans, that is already long enough, isn't it? After all, even for a Soul Body, living for over a thousand years is by no means easy."
Arima Shizuya had some idea of how old Old Man was.
But what did that have to do with what they were discussing?
"And correspondingly, how much do you