The two pots of Spiritual Intoxication quickly bottomed out.
Kyōraku Shunsui was the first to put down his wine glass, stood up and pressed his hat with a smile on his face.
"Sorry, brother Yan Si, the team has some trivial matters to deal with tonight, so don't drink too late."
He paused and his eyes stayed on Yan Si's face for a moment. His tone was still gentle, but his words were somewhat meaningful.
"The name "Soul Society Your Young Master" sometimes has a halo, and sometimes... it may also attract unnecessary attention, so be careful."
After saying that, without waiting for Yan Si to respond, he turned around and walked out of the Tavern compartment, quickly disappearing through the door.
Yan Si's fingers holding the wine glass tightened slightly, and the alcoholism in his eyes seemed to dissipate.
He looked at Hirako Shinji who was still sitting opposite, and his tone was a little dissatisfied:
"Brother Hirako, after drinking the Spiritual Intoxication I invited, you just said these two indifferent words? It's not very authentic, is it?"
Hirako Shinji curled his lips, stood up, and stretched.
"That's all I can say. In short, go out and hang out less recently, and don't go to Sixth Division Squad Barracks anymore. The water over there is... muddy now."
He waved his hand, without further explanation, and left Tavern.
Yan Si sat alone for a few seconds, then stood up, walked out of the compartment with a slightly frivolous pace, paid the bill with Shopkeeper, and left Maple Pavilion staggeringly.
However, as soon as he walked out of the Runlin An area, the hazy drunkenness in his eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his eyes returned to clarity and calmness.
Based on his actual alcohol capacity and Spiritual Power's ability to regulate his body, two bottles of Spiritual Intoxication are far from enough to make him truly drunk.
The look just now is just a common disguise at the wine table, which can not only relax the other party's vigilance, but also make it easier to observe the reaction.
He seemed to be walking casually, but Reiatsu sensed that he was quietly spreading out, carefully confirming that there was no tail following him.
Then, he turned around and instead of going back to Ninth Division, he walked straight in the direction of Second Division Squad Barracks.
The vague reminders he received from Kyōraku Shunsui and Hirako Shinji had confirmed his previous worries.
Soul Society, something important and unusual is indeed happening, and the impact may be large.
Yan Si's idea is very practical: he does not intend to take the initiative to get involved in the rights and wrongs of any party, but he must find out what happened. Lack of intelligence is fatal.
He couldn't wait until trouble came knocking on his doorstep while still looking confused and being caught off guard.
Second Division Squad Barracks in the night seemed quieter than usual, even a little solemn, with only one guard standing guard at the door.
The guard saw Yan Si coming from a distance, seemed to recognize it, and immediately took two steps forward to meet him, with a smile on his face:
"Isn't this Fifth Seat Yan Si? Good evening! The captain is at Squad Barracks, please come in!"
Yan Si didn't stop, and there was no expression on his face. He was about to go in as usual.
However, just when his foot was about to cross the threshold, he suddenly stopped, leaving the foot hanging in the air, and then slowly took it back.
He stood at the door and looked at the guard calmly without saying a word.
He felt something was wrong just now.
Second Division Squad Barracks There are usually at least two guards on duty at the door. Why is there only one guard tonight?
Moreover, the guard's attitude... isn't he a little too enthusiastic and eager?
When the guard saw Yan Si stopped, the smile on his face did not change, and he even made an "inside please" gesture even more diligently:
"Brother Yan Si, the captain is really here. Come in quickly. Don't keep the captain waiting."
Yan Si still didn't move.
It is true that he often comes to Second Division, but nine and a half times out of ten, he goes directly to Urahara Kisuke, and rarely comes directly to Squad Barracks to find Yoruichi.
Although there may have been some rumors about his good relationship with Yoruichi at Kuchiki family's banquet a few days ago, it was not enough for the guards to call him "Brother Yan Si" so familiarly and urge him to go in to see the captain so impatiently.
There is something wrong with the status of this guard.
The smile on the guard's face became a little stiff, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.
He looked around at the empty street, then took two steps forward, lowered his voice, and his tone suddenly became pleading:
"Fifth Seat Yan Si! Please! Go in and have a look! Save us!"
Yan Si raised his eyebrows slightly. "Speak clearly."
The guard grimaced and lowered his voice:
"I don't know what's going on recently. The captain... is in a particularly bad mood. The pressure in the team is frighteningly low.
The guards at the gate have been changed to a 24-hour one-person rotation, and there is no one to replace the conversation. Privately, the team members can hardly stand it."
He paused, with deeper worry on his face:
"Of course, we all understand that the work is hard. As a member of Second Division, this is our duty.
But... but the captain's mood today is extremely bad. We are more worried about the captain.
So, please go in and check on the captain, maybe you can say a few words?"
Yan Si looked at him coldly.
He is truly worthy of being the guard of Second Division. What he said is really beautiful.
On the surface, the sentence is "worry about the captain", but in fact, what is revealed between the lines is that he is clearly afraid of being affected by the anger caused by the captain's bad mood, and wants to find someone who can "speak well" to act as a cushion or punching bag.
However, he originally wanted to come to Yoruichi to find out.
"I understand." Yan Si said no more, nodded, stepped across the threshold, and walked straight towards the floor where the captain's office was located.
Second Division Squad Barracks is also extremely quiet inside. There are almost no soldiers walking in the corridor. Only the walls Reishi lamp exude a steady cold light.
There is invisible pressure in the air.
As soon as Yan Si walked to the corner of the corridor leading to the captain's room, a small and swift black shadow rushed out from the side shadow without warning, and the cold light in its hand pierced Yan Si's throat!
The speed is amazing!
Yan Si retreated backwards, and at the same time Reishi exploded under his feet. He jumped back several meters, narrowly avoiding this fierce attack.
"Hachi Saaya! It's me! Siwei Yan, come to visit Captain Yoruichi!" He spoke immediately, his voice clear.
The attacker stopped, it was Yoruichi's personal guard, Hachi Saaya of the Hachi Clan.
She is petite, with a childish face but a coldness far beyond her years.
At this moment, she was holding the short blade and staring at Yan Si with some displeasure. Her eyes were full of vigilance, but she really had no intention of attacking again.
She just silently retreated into the shadow of the corridor, but her eyes were still locked on Yan Si.
Yan Si breathed a sigh of relief, straightened out his clothes that were slightly messy during his movements, and then continued forward, arriving in front of the captain's room.
He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.
There was no response from inside.
Yan Si hesitated and pushed open the heavy wooden door.
The room was dimly lit, with only a small candlestick lit on the corner of the large desk.
The flickering candlelight barely illuminated the center of the room, where there was an extra large luxurious chair covered with soft fur.
Yoruichi Shihōin's whole body was "splayed" in the seat.
Her long purple hair, which was usually tied up, was now loose and draped over her shoulders and the back of the chair.
The elbow of one hand is supporting the armrest, the palm of the hand is supporting the cheek, and the other hand is hanging casually by the side.
She closed her eyes and frowned slightly. Even in the dim light, she could feel a heavy sense of exhaustion permeating her body, as well as... a trace of suppressed anger?
Yan Si gently closed the door with his backhand, cutting off the outside world.
He walked to the seat and did not choose the guest chair opposite. Instead, he naturally sat down on the floor near Yoruichi's feet.
The distance is neither too far nor too close, nor too close, but also casual and close.
He didn't rush to ask what happened. He just sat quietly for a few seconds and then spoke in a very soft voice:
"What's wrong?"
Yoruichi did not open his eyes immediately, nor did he change his posture.
She moved the fingers holding her cheek slightly, and after a while, she spoke a few words from her lips in a low voice:
"Kuchiki Sōjun is dead."
Yan Si's body froze instantly.