Yan Si walked into Tavern and sat down by the window. He untied Captain's Haori and put it on the back of the chair.
Hotel Shopkeeper walked over consciously, put two bottles of Spiritual Intoxication on the table in his hand, made a gentle clang sound, and then bowed deeply.
"Yan Si Captain." His voice was very respectful, "I haven't seen you for a long time."
Yan Si smiled gently and responded, "Aren't you busy during this period?"
After greetings, he raised his head and looked at Shopkeeper. Shopkeeper was still standing there and did not leave.
Yan Si asked softly, "Why, is there anything else?"
Shopkeeper hesitated a little, rubbed his hands on his apron, and then spoke.
"Actually, you should also know." His voice was very soft, "Behind the shop is Omaeda Family, which supplies all kinds of food and materials."
"But recently, for some reason, the supply of various ingredients has become very scarce."
His voice was lower.
"I asked several times but got no results."
He looked at the two bottles of Spiritual Intoxication on the table. "Even these two bottles of Spiritual Intoxication are already the last." He lowered his head deeper and lowered his voice.
"I hope Captain Yan Si can go and tell them not to cut off the supply of materials to the shop."
"If Omaeda Clan is not available for many ingredients, there is no place to buy them."
He lowered his head and closed his mouth, and did not straighten up for a long time.
Yan Si looked at him, at the lowered head, at the red hands.
He waved his hands and said calmly, "Okay, you go ahead and do your work."
"I will go and chat with the people at the Omaeda Family when I have time."
Shopkeeper straightened up and bowed deeply again. "Thank you, Captain Yan Si."
He turned around and left very lightly.
Yan Si looked away, reached for a bottle of Spiritual Intoxication and opened it. The aroma of the wine came out, and he poured a glass and took it in his hand.
"Hey!" A voice came from the side, "I haven't seen you at Tavern for a long time."
Hirako Shinji appeared out of nowhere and sat down opposite Yan Si. He reached out and opened another bottle of Spiritual Intoxication very skillfully and poured himself a cup.
Pick it up and drink it, gulp.
After drinking one glass, he put down the glass and refilled it for himself. He picked up the glass and shook it. The wine in the glass swayed around and said softly:
"Actually, you can't blame Omaeda Family for this." His voice was slow and leisurely, "It's mainly because Nobles has been stuck recently."
"Shihoin Clan didn't care much about it." He looked at the wine in the glass and narrowed his eyes, "Omaeda Clan decided to implement a contraction strategy, which led to the shortage of these materials."
Yan Si also poured himself a cup, picked it up and spoke coldly.
"Why, are you putting pressure on Nobles?"
Hirako waved his hand. "Hi, there's no need."
"What we have now is enough for us to fix it for a long time, and we don't have that much energy to do anything else."
He leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "Not to mention that there is Shihoin Clan behind him, so there is no need to worry about it."
He picked up the wine glass and took another sip. "It's just that the people at the Omaeda Clan are very smart and have gathered a lot of things in advance, so we don't have to worry too much about it in the future."
Yan Si picked up the wine glass and was about to drink. Hirako's eyes drifted to the door, and his eyes lit up.
Yan Si followed his line of sight and looked over.
Kyōraku Shunsui walked over there, wearing fancy Haori and a broken bamboo hat, walking slowly and swaying.
He saw two people extending their hands to say hello.
"Hey!" said the voice lazily, "Long time no see!"
He came over and sat down next to Yan Si, looking at the two of them with a smile.
"It seems like it's been a long time since the three of us drank together."
He reached out and took off his bamboo hat and put it on the table. "How many years have passed."
He looked at Yan Si: "Yan Si brother has also become the captain."
"Brother Hirako even became the leader of Court Security Guard Squad."
Sighing: "The world is changing really fast."
He smiled and raised his glass to signal for a clink. Bang.
The three cups were gently knocked together and each drank.
Kyōraku Shunsui put down the cup, looked at Hirako and asked slowly, "Is the thing found over there true?"
Then he held his chin with his hand, turned sideways and asked Yan Si:
"The person hiding in the dark is really Quincy?"
Yan Si glanced sideways and nodded slightly. "It's very likely."
"Urahara should have told you the inference, right?"
Kyōraku Shunsui nodded and sighed slightly, with a troubled expression on his face.
He curled his lips. "It seems I have to go to the old man today and ask him if he really killed them all back then."
Yan Si was a little confused. "Didn't you participate in that battle?"
Kyōraku Shunsui has been a captain for hundreds of years, and it is very possible that he has seen the battle that year.
Kyōraku Shunsui shook his head. "No." His voice slowed down, "I became the master's disciple after the war." "If we really want to say that we are involved, our family should be involved."
He poured a glass of wine down his throat.
"I have also heard about what happened at that time. The things about those guys were very scary."
"I remember when I was young." His voice rose, "The adults in the family would use this incident to scare us."
"You said if you don't go to bed early, you'll be caught and eaten."
"It's terrible."
Hirako looked at Yan Si with a very serious look on his face and his voice dropped.
"So, if we get the exact information from Captain-General Yamamoto."
"I will definitely go to Human World when the time comes." His eyes were firm, "Look for Quincy to see if there is still Quincy alive."
He paused and continued, "Then capture him back to Soul Society." His eyes did not dodge in any way.
"Compared to the lives and deaths of several humans, as captain Court Security Guard Squad, I have to do this."
Yan Si looked at him and said softly, "This is your team's matter, there is no need to report it to me." He poured a glass of wine down his throat and changed the subject.
"Speaking of which, what does Human World look like now?"
"A few years have passed, and things must have changed a lot."
He looked out the window. "Some products have begun to change a lot recently."
He didn't want to get too entangled with Hirako on this matter.
Hirako raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.
"For this matter, why don't you just go to Urahara."
"That guy has now opened a grocery store, specializing in purchasing goods from Human World, and then selling them here at Soul Society."
He stretched out his hand proudly and raised four fingers.
"We made a lot of money, and we Court Security Guard Squad also accounted for 40% of the shares."
"This is more money than you can make from writing novels!"
"I'm jealous." Kyōraku Shunsui laughed.
"Hahaha, that's a good business."
He is a loyal user of the grocery store and orders many periodicals from there and reads them back every month.
Especially now that Lieutenant Lisa does not exist, there is no need to worry about who will find those magazines and burn them.
He thought of the pictures in those journals and couldn't help but feel his throat was a little dry. He quickly drank three more cups and sighed.
"Human World is making great progress."
"If it wasn't inconvenient, I would have wanted to go there and have fun."
Yan Si glanced sideways and spoke softly.
"Hey, it's better for dead people not to wander around where the living are."
His voice was serious. "If the boundary between life and death is not clear, something will happen."
That's why he almost never goes there.
Even if I sometimes think about it, maybe the game console or computer that Human World has developed can pass the boring time. But, the dead are dead, and it is not good to always go to the place where the living are.
Kyōraku Shunsui laughed twice, "Yes, yes." He waved his hand, "Just talking, of course I won't go."
He suddenly stopped smiling, "But."
"If there's danger over there, we still have to get there."
Yan Si Repeat these two words: "Danger?"
He put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Kyōraku Shunsui.
Kyōraku Shunsui nodded slightly. "It's Aizen."
"If he wants to attack Royal Palace, he must have Ōken."
He waved his hand casually, and a Spiritual Power cover covered the three of them and said with a serious face.
"It is said that it can only be created in Reishi Concentration Point and then sacrificed millions of souls."
Hirako pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "A million souls?"
"Isn't it already inside the Zanpakutō he took away?" He stretched out his finger and tapped the table.
"Just use the Soul Power inside the knife and you're done."
Kyōraku Shunsui shook his head, folded his hands on his chest, and had a puzzled look in his eyes.
"I don't know the specific situation." He slowed down and said, "Anyway, this is the news I got. It seems that human souls must be used."
Hirako's face completely darkened. "The souls of millions of humans?"
His voice was very low. "It's really scary."
He turned to look at Yan Si and suddenly felt a chill.
Kyōraku Shunsui also felt it, and they both turned their heads to look over at the same time.
Yan Si sat there, his face very calm, but his eyes were extremely cold.
Those eyes were deep and cold.
The two looked at each other, raised their glasses and drank in silence.
Yan Si stood up and said, "I'm going to go Research and Development Bureau." His voice was very calm, and he picked up Captain's Haori and put it on his body.
Kyōraku Shunsui and Hirako lifted their wine glasses.
"Go slowly!" they both said at the same time.
Yan Si turned and left.
Da. Walk out Tavern and disappear at the door.
Hirako sighed slightly after seeing the person leaving and said:
"Sure enough, this kid is always very emotional when it comes to things involving human beings."
Kyōraku Shunsui's fingers kept rubbing the edge of the wine glass.
"This is how it should be. Our indifference is abnormal."
"Isn't it?"
Hirako lowered his head slightly and whispered softly, "Really?"
"So it turns out we are the ones who are abnormal?" Kyōraku Shunsui sighed slightly and turned to look at the river outside the window. The river was shining slowly in the sun.
"Ah." His voice rose, "Because we are Shinigami."
"Sometimes, after living for too long, I feel like I am no longer interested in many things."
Hirako didn't respond, picked up the glass and drank it all.