They Say Saito Looks Better in a Swimsuit / Testing the New Shihakusho

"Thank you, Chief Strategist." The team members were having a really tough time working in this weather, and they were finally able to rest for a while.

Everyone's heard that the Chief Strategist is the one who cares most about his subordinates in the entire Gotei 13, and it's true.

Only Saitō Fubōfu, knew what kind of person this scoundrel was, and looked at Yamabuki Chidori with a wary expression.

"You don't have any ulterior motives, do you?" Saitō Fubōfu questioned.

"Do you really think I'm that worthless?" Yamabuki Chidori said sadly, "I even brought you a gift, but since you say that about me, fine, I'll give the gift to Katoru Hatsunoya!"

"Wait, a gift? What gift?" Saitō Fubōfu asked curiously, while the other team members looked on with the same amused expression.

Gossiping is human nature; not only girls, but men gossip too.

Yamabuki Chidori mysteriously opened the gift box and took out a dress. "This is the latest style, wear it and show everyone."

Upon seeing the new clothes, Saitō Fubōfu, immediately recalled the time he had embarrassed himself while wearing a maid outfit, and carefully opened the clothes.

"... Yamabuki, are you sure this is clothing? I have more rags and fabric at home than this! Are you trying to trick me?" Saitō Fubōfu stared at the light, airy skirt and vest, his face turning bright red.

"This is the latest swimsuit from Seireitei, specially designed for swimming to prevent being spied on by perverts. What do you think? Not bad, right? I plan to have you wear this as the mascot when it goes on sale." Yamabuki Chidori said smugly.

Saitō Fubōfu, gritted his teeth and forced out a few words: "Have some decency!"

"What I'm doing is a good deed. So tell me, which of you team members wouldn't want to see you in this outfit? Raise your hand if you do." Yamabuki Chidori directly mobilized the power of public opinion, and in an instant, all the male team members raised their hands high.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

If I could see the Captain wearing this outfit, I'd gladly shorten my lifespan by three years.

"Let's see who dares to cause trouble!!!" Saitō Fubōfu roared at his subordinates, his face flushed.

"Captain, this is a request from all the male members of the Sixth Division. You absolutely must wear it so we can see it," the team members said excitedly.

In fact, this kind of outfit is still commonplace a thousand years later, especially in the hot summer when girls are showing off their figures.

Of course, for this era, the level of exposure in this kind of clothing is indeed a bit too high.

"Fine, I won't force you. Since you're not confident about your figure, I'll go find Katoru Hatsunoya or Hane Hane Chiyo! They'll both agree to my request very readily," Yamabuki Chidori said with a sigh.

Saitō Fubōfu grabbed Yamabuki Chidori Teruyuki's collar. "I can understand you seeking out Katoru Hatsunoya, but what do you mean by seeking out Hane Hane Chiyo? Do you think my figure is inferior to hers?"

Yamabuki Chidori smiled mysteriously, "Don't underestimate her, she's actually quite something. Besides, not all men like mature girls; cute girls are popular too! I know you're not very confident about yourself as a woman, but I won't force you. Goodbye."

"Stop right there. Who says I lack confidence? I'll show you my charm as a young woman!"

Chapter 224: I heard Saito looks even better in a swimsuit!

Yamabuki Apparel Store.

Today is the day the new products are launched, and the store was already packed with people before it even opened.

Yamabuki Chidori's clothing store brought a breath of fresh air to the stagnant Seireitei, and everyone was speculating about what Yamabuki Chidori would come up with this time.

Saitō Fubōfu in a swimsuit, clenched his fists tightly. He had been tricked. If he had just held on a little longer, he wouldn't be in this situation.

Saitō Fubōfu, is looking in the mirror. The girl in the mirror is indeed cute, but... but this is just too embarrassing!

Saitō Fubōfu, turned slightly, her short skirt swaying back and forth, revealing her fair arms and legs—undoubtedly cool in the sweltering summer heat, but...

"Are you ready, young lady? We're about to open for business!" Yamabuki Chidori looked at Saitō Fubōfu with a mischievous grin.

Saitō Fubōfu nervously huddled behind the changing room curtain, said shyly, "Maybe we should just forget about it!"

Shūtara Senjumaru was also wearing a swimsuit, which was quite generous compared to Saitō Fubōfu.

"It's not like you're naked, what's there to be shy about? Besides, swimsuits are designed to be seen, aren't they?" Shūtara Senjumaru said calmly.

Yamabuki Chidori silently gave a thumbs up. He even suspected that Shūtara Senjumaru had been possessed by someone, and that the person inside was an old man. This idea was just too admirable.

"We're open for business!"

Yamabuki Chidori burst open the door of the clothing store, and the customers rushed in.

The Sixth Division members were the most numerous. Opportunities to see their Captain here as a poster girl are rare. The only pity is that there were no cameras in this era. If there were, this historic moment would definitely be recorded. Even if they were killed to cover it up later, it would be worth it.

Soon, the team members spotted their Captain.

Her usual pigtails have been replaced by long, flowing hair. She's wearing a pink tank top that reveals her fair and toned abs. Perhaps due to years of exercise, her abs are clearly defined, and I wonder how many men would want to climb up and lick them.

She wore a matching skirt on her lower body, and the thing she regretted most was that she was also wearing Black Silk Stockings, which were Yamabuki Chidori's favorite.

"So the usually fierce Captain is actually quite adorable!" a member of the Sixth Division murmured to himself.

Perhaps out of sheer shame, Saitō Fubōfu toes gripped the floor tightly, his expression suggestive.

"I feel like my life has been worthwhile!" one of the members of the Sixth Division said.

Another member of the Sixth Division nodded vigorously.

Women's purchasing power far surpasses that of men.

Of course, it's also possible that Saitō Fubōfu status as the boss's wife was just too effective; in just one morning, the swimsuit inventory was completely sold out.

What Yamabuki Chidori didn't expect was that his seemingly unintentional act would break the Seireitei's long-standing constraints on women's thinking, laying the foundation for the later establishment of the Women's Soul Reaper Association. Of course, that's a story for later.

In the evening, after seeing off all the guests, Yamabuki Chidori made a fortune.

Saitō Fubōfu, found Yamabuki Chidori and pointed to a symbol on her swimsuit, asking, "Yamabuki, what does that mean too?"

Saitō Fubōfu refers to the "A" embossed on the inside of his swimsuit.

"This? It's a symbol used to describe a girl's bust size. Do you know the twenty-six letters of the alphabet? The Sternritter are arranged according to this." Yamabuki Chidori explained, "The larger the bust, the lower the ranking. As for A... that's the smallest!"

Saitō Fubōfu, twitched his lips. "I shouldn't have asked that question; I'm just being a smart aleck."

"Hey, Yamabuki, based on your experience, how old is that Katoru Hatsunoya guy?" Saitō Fubōfu asked mysteriously.

Yamabuki Chidori paused her work, then said with a serious expression, "According to my estimation, it's at least H, no, maybe even G?"

Saitō Fubōfu and despairing, lay sprawled on the ground. "It's not that I didn't try," he thought, "The gap between me and my enemy is just too vast."

"Then... Unohana?" Saitō Fubōfu asked in a low voice.

Yamabuki Chidori recalled Unohana's graceful figure and, after a moment's thought, said, "It should be D or E. Among the women I know, only Shūtara Senjumaru can rival you."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Shūtara Senjumaru's icy voice came from behind, "What did you say? What do you mean by 'power of a single battle'?"

Saitō Fubōfu, secretly glanced at Shūtara Senjumaru's chest. Just as Yamabuki Chidori had said, Shūtara Senjumaru's bust size was even more pitiful than his own.

"Oh, it's nothing! You've worked so hard today. If you keep up the good work, I can move to a bigger house," Yamabuki Chidori said with a smile.

Shūtara Senjumaru snorted coldly, "Now that the swimsuits are finished, we'll start researching the new Shinigami Uniform tomorrow. I need your cooperation, so remember not to be late."

After saying that, Shūtara Senjumaru turned and left.

Katori Family.

Senbu was looking in the mirror, wearing a swimsuit she had just bought from Yamabuki Apparel Store. Yamabuki Chidori seemed to have opened a new door for the clothing industry in this world. I didn't know clothes could be made like this. Amazing!

She chose a simple, elegant off-white swimsuit, which suited her youthful appearance better.

Let's wear our swimsuits and go to the lake with our friends tomorrow!

"Senbu, are you there? Come in for a moment!" Katoru Hatsunoya's voice came from the bedroom.

Senbu skipped and hopped into her sister's room, where she saw her sister putting on her swimsuit.

"Senbu, help me button up the back buttons," Katoru Hatsunoya said to his younger sister.

She chose the largest size in the bust area, but it was still a bit difficult to button it up.

Senbu looked at her sister with envy, then went behind her and tried to fasten the two buttons in the middle, but no matter how hard she tried, they were still about an inch short.

Katoru Hatsunoya's face was red from being strangled.

"Sister, maybe we should just forget about it!" Senbu said softly.

This dress is beautiful, but more importantly, the older sister has such a great figure! If she has children in the future, she can feed them until they're stuffed!

Katoru Hatsunoya looked on in surprise and doubt. Something was wrong; this garment was custom-made, the size should have been perfect! Why was it an inch too small? Could it be... that the garment wasn't too small, but that he had grown up?

Katoru Hatsunoya also had his own troubles about his figure. Although many people envied him, it was very heavy when he exercised. Moreover, because of his overly voluptuous figure, he was often ostracized by his peers when he was a child.

"Try again," said Katoru Hatsunoya unwillingly. As she spoke, she took a deep breath and tried her best to contract her chest. With great effort, she finally managed to button up her swimsuit.

Chapter 225: Testing the New Shinigami Uniform

Although the swimsuit was buttoned up, Katoru Hatsunoya felt very uncomfortable and had difficulty breathing. In addition, it was too tight, and his forehead was covered in sweat in a short time.

"Sister, you look terrible! Are you alright?" Senbu asked with great concern.

"No... no problem." Katoru Hatsunoya took a deep breath, but the swimsuit clasp on the back popped off!

Senbu looked bitter; she didn't look like she was alright at all. "Sister, you shouldn't force yourself. Just order a new one!"

The next morning, Yamabuki Chidori was awakened by a knock on the door. Looking at the time, it was only a little past four in the morning. Who could it be?

Upon opening the door, they found none other than Shūtara Senjumaru.

"Big sister, what's wrong with you? Even if you're working overtime, you don't have to push yourself so hard. Let's talk about it in three hours. I'm going to sleep a little longer," Yamabuki Chidori said listlessly.

"Wake up! I've figured out a way to make a new Shinigami Uniform. Come with me quickly." Shūtara Senjumaru dragged Yamabuki Chidori to her laboratory.

There are many fabrics displayed here; it seems Shūtara Senjumaru didn't get much sleep last night.

"Look at this thread." Shūtara Senjumaru handed over a thread, Yamabuki Chidori looked at it from all angles and couldn't see any difference between it and ordinary thread. She looked completely bewildered.

"This thread is hollow. The inside is like a pipe. It's just that nobody likes to use this kind of thread when making clothes, but it's different for the Shinigami Uniform. The New Shinigami Uniform needs to improve its defense the most right now. I've found a way."

"The Shinigami Uniform made from these threads can be infused with Reiatsu, filling all the threads. This garment is essentially a suit of armor. What do you think?" Shūtara Senjumaru said excitedly.

Yamabuki Chidori's previously drowsy expression turned serious.

No wonder he's destined for the Zero Division; his inventive abilities are off the charts.

"What's the cost?" Yamabuki Chidori asked.

"The cost is very low, and the craftsmanship is not advanced. As long as the technology matures, this new Shinigami Uniform can be mass-produced, and it will be more than enough to equip several thousand people before the great war," said Shūtara Senjumaru.

"Okay, when will the finished product be available?" Yamabuki Chidori Kichitaka perked up. Although Yamabuki Chidori didn't think that a piece of Shinigami Uniform could change the course of the battle, having such a piece of armor was always a good thing.

"I'll be able to make the first one by dawn, and you have to try it then." Shūtara Senjumaru had already entered workaholic mode, with many mechanical arms appearing from behind him as he rapidly began to create the latest Shinigami Uniform.

Yamabuki Chidori was so bored sitting there that she propped herself up on her arm and slept for a while. When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside.

Meanwhile, Shūtara Senjumaru was preparing for the final stage of his New Shinigami Uniform.

Finally, five minutes later, the new Shinigami Uniform was completely completed.

Shūtara Senjumaru said excitedly, "Try wearing it now and see how it feels?"

Without any hesitation, Yamabuki Chidori put on the latest Shinigami Uniform and released her Reiatsu slightly. One could clearly feel that the uniform seemed to have become one with her.

"How is it?" Shūtara Senjumaru asked expectantly.

"Hmm... the craftsmanship is naturally fine, but I wonder how strong its defense is? Why don't you try cutting me?" Yamabuki Chidori Kyo tossed her Zanpakuto over, Shūtara Senjumaru was eager to try it out.

To avoid affecting the test results of the New Shinigami Uniform, Yamabuki Chidori deliberately turned off the Blut Vene and Hard Skin states, and tested the strength of the Shinigami Uniform entirely with her own flesh and blood.

Although Shūtara Senjumaru doesn't usually use a sword, judging from his swordsmanship, he's a master. Yamabuki Chidori took a deep breath and encouraged herself.

"Here I come!" Shūtara Senjumaru into Yamabuki Chidori's left rib.

According to Shūtara Senjumaru's calculations, Yamabuki Chidori's Reiatsu was far above his own, and she should be able to easily block his attack.

However...

The Zanpakuto pierced through Yamabuki Chidori's ribs without any resistance!

"Pfft!" Yamabuki Chidori spat out a mouthful of blood. "Big sister, are you kidding me! This Shinigami Uniform has absolutely no defense!"

Shūtara Senjumaru was so frightened that he hurriedly drew his sword.

"Don't pull it out..." Yamabuki Chidori cried out. Suddenly pulling out the sword would cause massive bleeding. It was too late to stop him. To prevent Shūtara Senjumaru from stabbing the sword back in, Yamabuki Chidori hurriedly Zanpakuto.

Thankfully, he has an extremely strong self-healing ability; otherwise, he would definitely be dead from that cut.

Shūtara Senjumaru looked on with curiosity, muttering to himself.

"That's not right! That's not right! According to my calculations, I shouldn't have been able to hurt you. Where did I go wrong?" Shūtara Senjumaru asked gravely, "What did you feel when you were stabbed?"