The hot steam from the hot spring oozed out from the crack in the door, as if it was reluctant for the guests to leave.
Shuichi paid
consistent
One hundred copper coins were strung together and taken out from the inner pocket of the clothes, with a clanging sound of metal.
Kirinji nodded and accepted the copper coins without saying anything else.
Then Shuichi walked out of the store without waiting for Suzuko Shunpo to leave because he had been informed before
Suzuko stood at the door, his hair still wet, a few strands sticking to his forehead.
She stood on the stone steps, looked back at the temple, her eyes fell on the man behind the counter, looked at Kirinji, and blinked.
She couldn't see how this man looked like a captain. He didn't have the oppressive feeling of Spiritual Might. He just stood there, wearing a gray bathrobe and loose belts, counting money with his head down like an ordinary small boss, without even giving her an extra look.
But Shuichi says he is Captain-Class, then he is Captain-Class.
Suzuko's eyes stayed on him for a few seconds longer, as if trying to find some flaw in that face, that towel, and that pair of clogs.
But she found nothing.
Kirinji seemed to feel her gaze, raised his head and glanced at her, his eyelids raised slightly, and a smile that she couldn't understand appeared on the corner of his mouth.
His eyes didn't stay on her for long, he just smiled, then lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the counter.
Then the figure of Suzuko slowly disappeared from the alley.
Kyōraku and Ukitake happen to be coming from another street.
Kyōraku is holding a jug of wine in his hand, with a little steam coming from the mouth. It was just brought from the wine shop next door.
I was also nagged by Ukitake for a while
Ukitake was walking next to him, with his hands empty and his cuffs slightly rolled up. His eyes happened to catch the figure who had just dodged around the corner. The figure on the back looked familiar.
"...Kyōraku, was that Suzuko just now?"
Kyōraku turned his head and glanced at Ukitake, then followed the direction of his gaze and looked left and right, seeing nothing.
"There?"
Ukitake wanted to say something else, but the next moment his eyes were fixed on the wine bottle in Kyōraku's hand, and he chose to change the subject. "Hey, Kyōraku, do you need to drink while soaking in the hot springs?"
Kyōraku looked down at the wine bottle in his hand. He shook the body of the bottle, and the liquid inside made a slight sloshing sound, "It's a wonderful thing to soak in a hot spring and drink."
Ukitake looked at him and was silent for a while, then sighed, with a little helplessness, but the corners of his mouth slightly curved. "You."
Then the two of them walked towards the store door together.
First Division
It's getting late, the stars are hanging in the sky
Shuichi came all the way from South Third District to Shunpo, and there was still a hint of hot spring heat on the clothes.
He settled at the door of First Division with steady steps. Just as he was about to walk in, a figure came out of the shadows on the side of the door and blocked the way.
Okiba Genshirō
First Division Third Seat, Seireitei Headquarters guard commander.
He stood at the door, his body upright, like an iron stake nailed to the ground, his hand on the handle of the knife, his eyes looking somewhat sharp in the dusk.
After seeing clearly that the person coming was Shuichi, his posture relaxed slightly, but his hand did not leave the handle of the knife. This was his habit, and Shuichi knew it.
"Captain Shuichi, what's wrong with coming so late First Division?"
Shuichi stopped in front of him, not showing any displeasure at being stopped. "Senior Chongya, long time no see."
The two people's titles each maintain their own etiquette.
Chongya called him "Captain Shuichi" with respect for his position.
Shuichi calls him "Senior Chongya", out of respect for his seniority and qualifications, and no one intends to change his words.
Chongya nodded in return. "Long time no see."
Then his eyes still stayed on Shuichi's face, waiting for him to answer the question just now.
Shuichi didn't beat around the bush.
He turned slightly sideways, letting the night wind blow from behind him, and spoke in an unhurried voice, "There is a Soul Reaper from Captain-Class over there from Rukongai. The team members said that the hot spring he opened has a healing effect. There have been too many injured people coming back from the Expeditionary Army recently, and Medical Institute can't handle it. I came over to discuss with the teacher to see if we can recruit that person."
Yes Shuichi asked the team members to find out about this hot spring before going there.
Chongya's eyebrows moved.
"Soul Reaper of Captain-Class... open a hot spring in Rukongai?"
"Yeah" Shuichi nodded without saying much.
Chongya did not respond immediately.
He looked at Shuichi for a while, as if trying to decide whether the sentence was serious or a joke. He took a half-step to the side and made way for the door.
"Commander-in-Chief is inside, please go in."
"Thank you" Shuichi walked past him and stepped into the door of First Division.
Chongya stood back to the door behind him, and pressed his palm on the handle of the knife again.
He watched Shuichi's back disappear deep into the corridor, then withdrew his gaze and continued to watch his night.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's door is not closed.
Shuichi walked to the door, and before he could raise his hand to knock on the door, Yamamoto's voice came from inside, with the calmness honed over thousands of years. "Come in."
Shuichi stepped in and closed the paper door behind him.
Yamamoto was sitting behind the desk, holding neither paperwork nor a pen in his hand. He just folded his hands on the table and looked at Shuichi calmly, as if he had been waiting for a while.
Shuichi stood in front of the case and bowed. "Teacher, the reason for disturbing me so late is..."
"I heard what just happened"
Before Shuichi finished speaking, Yamamoto spoke.
Shuichi was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. With Yamamoto's Reiatsu perception range, the conversation he had just had with Chongya at the door might have been transmitted into this room word for word.
He didn't ask any more questions, just stood there, waiting for Yamamoto to continue talking.
Yamamoto stood up, his movements were still very slow, as if every move he made was carefully considered.
He walked out from behind the desk and stood in front of Shuichi
"You paid good attention to Rukongai's Captain-Class Soul Reaper, a hot spring that can heal injuries. You noticed this and reported it in time."
Yamamoto's voice was steady. "Just leave the rest to me."
Shuichi looked into Yamamoto's eyes and nodded. "I understand."
He didn't ask the teacher what he planned to do.
He just needs to know that the matter has been handed over to the right person, and he doesn't need to worry about the rest.
He saluted Yamamoto: "Then I'll take my leave first."
Yamamoto nodded slightly.
Shuichi When he turned and walked towards the door, the night breeze blew in from the window lattice, taking away the last trace of hot spring heat from his clothes.
He stepped out of the door. The corridor was quiet, with only his own footsteps echoing softly on the stone floor.
Shuichi stepped out of the door, the night wind blew in his face, he raised his head and glanced at the stars in the sky, and then Shunpo disappeared into the night