"Ahaha, I didn't say anything. Please excuse me for making a fool of myself!"
"Hehe, not at all. Let's return to our earlier topic, Captain Kyōraku..."
"Captain Unohana, please, have a seat, have a seat~ Waiter, bring us two pots of fresh tea!"
His attitude was truly respectful.
It seemed that compared to his teacher, the woman before him was even more frightening to Kyōraku Shunsui.
Arima Shizuya was still staring blankly at her when Retsu Unohana unexpectedly sat down right beside him.
She brushed her hands across her knees, smoothing the creased lining of her clothes.
Retsu Unohana sat down in an exceptionally dignified posture, then smiled at Arima Shizuya beside her.
"Arima-kun, it has been a long time."
Huh? She still remembered his name?
"Uh... hehe, it certainly has been a long time, Captain Unohana."
"Last time, I was too busy with Division Barracks matters to see to you until the end. Please forgive me."
Watching her smile and dip her head slightly in a simple bow, every hair on Arima Shizuya's body stood on end.
Even if he counted the years from his previous life, he still was not a hundred years old.
Having a thousand-year-old elder bow to him? He could not accept that... This was going to shorten his lifespan.
But since she had brought it up, Arima Shizuya took the opportunity to ask.
"Captain Unohana, why do you remember my name?"
She pondered for a moment. Her expression trembled faintly before she answered in that placid, ancient-well-still tone.
"Ara, what a strange question."
"Isn't it only natural to pay some attention to someone as outstanding as Arima-kun?"
"Among the Fourth Division's trainee Squad Members, that child named Kotetsu Isane is quite close to Arima-kun too, isn't she?"
"Youth is wonderful. Just watching you continue