The Shinigami rapidly flipped through the documents in his hands. Without even looking up, he pointed at Yamabuki Chidori's office. "The Chief Strategist's office. Go report in!"
Then he went right back to wrestling with the files before him!
Kuchiki Kyōka swallowed hard and made his way to Yamabuki Chidori's office.
"Chief Strategist... I'm here to report in!"
The Young Man Needed a Beating
Bang!
The office door slammed shut, cutting off the noisy world outside in an instant.
Unlike the bustling environment outside, the office was very quiet. Yamabuki Chidori held a cup of freshly brewed Wolf Clan Medicinal Wine, drinking as she read the documents in her hand.
"Why do you look like that? Disappointed? Is this completely different from the grand and impressive Staff Department you imagined?" Yamabuki Chidori looked at the young man before her.
Kuchiki Kyōka coughed softly in embarrassment. His thoughts had been seen through so easily.
"Come sit down. Don't be nervous. It's not like I'm some man-eating monster!" Yamabuki Chidori pointed at the sofa beside her, motioning for him to sit.
Kuchiki Kyōka quietly grumbled to himself. How could he not be nervous? This was one of the people who wielded the highest authority and strongest military power in all of Soul Society.
His current status was merely the 3rd Seat of the Sixth Division, and he had even been demoted.
It was like an ordinary citizen suddenly meeting the imperial chancellor.
A lot of people usually bragged about fearing neither Heaven nor Earth, but people like that were always the first to have their legs go weak when they encountered someone truly important.
Kuchiki Kyōka sat on the sofa nervously, his fingers trembling slightly beyond his control.
Yamabuki Chidori poured him a cup of wine to help him relax.
"Your father-in-law