Thirteenth Division
Captain's Lounge
The afternoon sun shines through the paper door, spreading a layer of soft light on the tatami.
Shuichi was sitting by the window, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and his eyes fell on the new knife holder in the corner.
The knife rest was just added, with a Zanpakutō resting on it, a brand new jet black scabbard, and a brand new dark red handle with anti-slip curl.
This is Zanpakutō, Blood Heaven Asura of Shendu Wuming, here is Zanpakutō, next to it is Eight-Mirror Sword, in front is Shuichi's own Zanpakutō Higan Ten
Suzuko didn't hold any documents in her hand when she pushed the door open. This was unusual. She should be in the clerk's room at this time.
Shuichi looked up at her, put down the teacup, and motioned for her to sit down.
Suzuko She stood at the door with her hands behind her back and her toes on the ground, as if she was hesitating.
"Brother~"
"Huh?"
"It is said that South Third District opened a hot spring"
Suzuko's voice dropped in the second half of the sentence, as if something was stuck in her throat. Her eyes drifted away, not looking at Shuichi. The two hands behind her back were twisted together, and her body twisted slightly, as if she was embarrassed. "What do you mean... you can take a mixed bath..."
Mixed bath?
What does this little girl want to do?
"Hot spring~"
Shuichi looked at her and was silent for a moment. Suzuko was still squirming there, and the roots of her ears were quietly stained with a thin layer of red. "You can definitely go there."
"Okay!"
Suzuko responded simply, turned around and walked out, took two steps and then stopped, looking back at Shuichi. Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end she just pursed her lips and smiled, opened the door and walked out, the paper door closed, and the footsteps disappeared along the corridor.
Shuichi picked up the tea cup again and took a sip. Mixed bathing. When did this girl come up with this idea?
Although Reishi, who relies on Soul Society for childbearing, is combined with each other, and the marriage law does not reject these things,
But in terms of secular morality, there is still a certain amount of propriety between brothers and sisters. He put down the teacup, looked at the bamboo leaves blown by the wind in the yard outside the window, and sighed softly.
Then I thought about how to proceed. After all, he didn't refuse.
When First Division came out, Shuichi's pace was much slower than usual.
Yamamoto only said two words
"Look at the heart"
When he said this, Yamamoto didn't even raise his head, and continued to mark the documents with the brush in his hand.
Shuichi stood there and waited for a moment. After confirming that the teacher had nothing more to say, he bowed and left.
Look at the heart
Shuichi chewed the two words over and over again. The more he chewed, the more he felt that the teacher probably had not thought of how to answer.
After all, Soul Reaper, who has been a teacher for more than two thousand years, Zanpakutō is the strongest and has the strongest swordsmanship, but when it comes to matters between men and women,
Shuichi suddenly realized that it seemed that he had never heard of a teacher having a partner from
When he asked the teacher this question, he probably asked the wrong person, but the last look the teacher gave him clearly said, "I know what you are asking."
It's just the answer, you have to find it yourself.
So Shuichi decided to look for Shiba Ichisegawa. He often moved between the teams and maintained a good relationship with all the captains. Of course, he was also a dissolute person and often visited Kabukicho
When Tenth Division came out of the team building, there was still a trace of heat in the tips of Shuichi's ears.
Shiba Ichisegawa's reaction was completely different from that of teacher Yamamoto. He was stunned for a moment, and then he sat up straight from his chair. His eyes lit up with a light that Shuichi had never seen on his face before, a kind of excitement that was not too big to watch.
"That's a good thing!" Ichisegawa's voice rose half a degree, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the base of his ears.
He leaned forward and patted Shuichi on the shoulder across the low table, with a strong force and the warmth of an experienced person. "Shuichi, think about it, isn't this the reason why you adopted your adopted sister?"
Shuichi wanted to explain at that time that accepting Suzuko as her adopted sister was not for any other reason but to give her a home.
But Ichisegawa obviously didn't need his explanation, and had been laughing to himself for a while. The laughter echoed in the corridor of Tenth Division, and Shuichi thought that the whole team building probably heard it.
On the way back to Thirteenth Division from Tenth Division, Shuichi does not have Shunpo. He needs to take a walk and let the evening breeze blow to cool down the heat on the tips of his ears.
The lights on both sides of the street gradually turned on, and Seireitei's night always came very quietly. He was the only one walking on the stone road, one step at a time, not urgent or slow.
Then another man came out from around the corner.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada.
He was not wearing his teaching haori today, but was just wearing plain casual clothes. He was holding a folding fan in his hand, with the fan half-opened, covering the lower half of his face, only revealing a pair of slightly narrowed eyes. When he saw Shuichi, his eyes bent, as if he was smiling, or as if he was waiting to see some good show.
"Captain Shuichi" Tokinada's voice came from behind the fan, soft, with a faint smile.
"I heard that my sister wants to invite you to take a bath together? What an enviable brother-sister relationship."
Shuichi's footsteps stopped. He turned around and looked at Tokinada. Tokinada also stopped and closed his fan gently, showing a complete smile. He tilted his head slightly, as leisurely as if he had met an old friend.
"How do you know?"
"Well..." Tokinada tapped his chin lightly with a fan, as if he was considering his words, but the expression on his face clearly said, 'I've been waiting for you to ask this for a long time.'
He said, "It is said that Suzuko himself let it slip. Maybe half of Thirteenth Division knows about it now."
As for the other half of Thirteenth Division? Of course they are stationed at World of the Living
Shuichi is silent
Tokinada looked at his silence, his smile deepened a little, and he unfolded the folding fan again, covering half of his face, leaving only his crooked eyes. "Shuichi Captain, there is no need to be so distressed. In my opinion, this is not the reason for accepting a foster sister."
Here we go again
Shuichi Take a deep breath
Looking at Tokinada, he was sure that this person was just watching the fun. Tokinada was looked at by him for a few seconds and laughed. Without waiting for his response, he put away his folding fan, turned around and walked away, his back disappearing into the night, leaving Shuichi standing alone on the empty street.
Shuichi sighed and continued walking back. Most of Thirteenth Division knew about it. For a moment, he didn't know whether to talk to Suzuko first or to confirm with the deputy team members whether the matter was true.
Ukitake walked slowly inside Seireitei. It was rare that he did not stay in the clerk's room today.
Suzuko went to see Shuichi. Kashima Lieutenant said there were not many documents today and asked him to come out for some air. He actually knew what Lieutenant meant: He hasn't looked very good recently and it's time to get some sunshine.
At the corner of the alley, a figure was turning out from there, walking casually, as if he was wandering aimlessly.
Ukitake recognized it. "Kyōraku!"
The man's steps paused.
It was indeed Shunsui Kyōraku. He turned around, his expression stiffened for a moment, but soon adjusted to a less distracted smile. His left hand moved slightly behind his back, as if he wanted to hide something deeper.
But Ukitake has already seen it, it is a section of the mouth of a wine bottle
"Kyōraku, where have you been these past few days?" Ukitake took a few steps closer, with concern in his tone, but his eyes calmly glanced at the hand behind Kyōraku.
Kyōraku felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him. He coughed dryly and moved his left hand behind his back. It was a bit difficult to maintain the smile on his face, "Uh... I didn't go anywhere, I was always here Seireitei."
"Always Seireitei?" Ukitake repeated this sentence, the tone did not change, but the tail tone rose slightly.
"Then I went to Eighth Division to look for you two days ago and said you were not here. I went there yesterday and you still said you were not here."
"Ah, um... I have something to do with the team, so I went out for a few trips." Kyōraku's eyes began to wander around
"Then what's that in your hand?"
Kyōraku's movements froze. He glanced down at his left hand. The mouth of the bottle was still exposed and was not well hidden. He retracted his hand, trying to hide it in his belt more naturally, but that hand seemed not very obedient, making him look like a cat that had been caught.
"Nothing, just... water."
"Water in a wine bottle?"
Kyōraku is silent
Ukitake looked at him. His posture was more relaxed than usual. The smile on the corner of his mouth twitched slightly when he heard "water is in a wine bottle", like a string that was too tight and was accidentally plucked. He did not continue to ask, but just took an extra step forward and stood beside Kyōraku, shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Let's go, since we met, I'll treat you to dinner."
Kyōraku was stunned for a moment, weighed the flask in his hand again, then curved the corner of his mouth, stuffed the flask back into his belt, and clapped his hands, as if he had decided something.
"OK"
The two of them walked along the street together.