Shin wandered boredly through the streets of the Seireitei, watching the Soul Reapers coming and going, his mood somewhat complicated.
After arriving in this world, in order to pass himself off as a native, he had even adjusted his spiritual imprint to match this world's heavenly law, suppressed all his power, and ultimately descended into Rukongai.
He did not particularly mind that. In Shin's view, he could live out his days peacefully in Rukongai. He merely needed a world to hide in, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, somewhere those searching for him could not find him. As for where exactly he landed, that was irrelevant.
But things did not go as planned. Perhaps gold shone wherever it was placed, because Shin was discovered by Yoruichi Shihōin, who liked to wander around aimlessly. She almost forcibly brought him back to the Shihōin Clan and made him her nominal adopted younger brother.
In Yoruichi's words, the two of them had hit it off at first sight. It felt like they had met somewhere before, so he had to be her father's illegitimate son.
What could Shin do besides roll his eyes at that?
This lively, free-spirited older woman was the kind who simply would not listen. Say whatever you wanted; she would still do whatever she pleased.
It was true that we had met before, but that was during the war for supremacy across the Myriad Worlds. Back then, you and Urahara Kisuke were both tricked by me, and in the end, you died in the aftermath when several of us big shots made our moves.
Oh, right. That was you from a parallel world. Strictly speaking, she had nothing to do with the current you.
That was Shin's inner complaint.
With his power suppressed, he naturally no