Bleach: The Forbidden One of Soul Society
"Shunsui, you've started slacking off. You're turning the pages much more slowly than before..."
Yamamoto sat at the edge of the office balcony, his gaze drifting toward Kyoraku, who was still diligently combing through documents nearby, and spoke leisurely.
In front of him sat an exquisite, finely crafted copper brazier filled with glowing red charcoal. On the iron rack above it, seven or eight plump sweet potatoes had been neatly arranged.
Hearing this, Kyoraku raised his head from the pile of books and said to Yamamoto behind him with a look of utter despair:
"Old Man Yama, I've been searching nonstop for six hours already. I haven't even had a sip of water in between... It's normal for me to slow down..."
End of Chapter