Isane looked at the gentle smile on Unohana's face, and his body trembled even more.
"No, not afraid."
"I'm just a little cold."
Unohana nodded slightly.
"That's it."
"Then please Isane please put all these medicine jars back to their correct places before dark."
Isane looked at the room full of medicine jars that were disrupted by Yachiru, and his eyesight turned slightly black.
She would rather Captain Unohana scold herself directly.
Three days later.
On the tenth day after Invasion Army Incident ended, Seireitei decided to hold a Fireworks Festival outside Rukongai.
When the news first came out, most of the team members couldn't believe it.
After all, Captain-Commander Yamamoto doesn't look like someone who would agree to such an activity.
But when night fell, people from each team rushed to the venue one after another.
Lanterns are hung on both sides of the long street, and stalls are placed from the street to the end of the street.
The aroma of grilled fish, dumplings, octopus balls and various snacks mixed together, making the whole street lively.
Kenpachi Zaraki walked among the crowd carrying Zanpakuto.
Yachiru was riding on his shoulders, holding a large bunch of dumplings in his hands.
She took one bite at a time, making her cheeks bulge and white glutinous rice sticking to the corners of her mouth.
"Little Ken, this is delicious!"
Yachiru handed the last dumpling to Kenpachi's mouth.
Kenpachi tilted his head too far.
"Don't eat."
"Are you really not going to eat?"
"Don't eat."
Yachiru immediately stuffed the dumpling into his mouth.
Don't give Little Ken a chance to regret.
Not far away, Ikkaku Madarame stood in front of the pot betting booth and had made six consecutive empty shots.
Yumichika folded his arms, not hiding the disgust on his face.
"It's so ugly."
"Shut up!"
Ikkaku became angry and threw the last wooden arrow hard.
The wooden arrow grazed the mouth of the pot and accurately inserted into the pancake Marechiyo Ōmaeda next to it.
Marechiyo Ōmaeda looked at Premium Senbei who had been shot through, and his whole face was distorted.
"My limited edition pancakes!"
This is how the conflict between 11th Division and Second Division began.
the other side.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya was pulled through the crowd by Rangiku with an expressionless face.
In his right hand he held a bunch of pink candied haws, and in his left hand he held three bags of snacks bought by Rangiku.
No matter which angle you look at it, it looks like a child being taken out to a festival by her sister.
Hitsugaya's face has turned dark.
"Matsumoto, take your things back."
"Don't be so cold, captain."
Rangiku picked up a piece of snack with a smile and brought it to Hitsugaya's mouth.
"It's rare to come out once, so be happy."
"I don't want to come at all."
"But you even bought candied haws on a stick."
"You forced this on me!"
Hitsugaya The veins on his forehead are throbbing.
Now he just wants to go back to Tenth Division.
Next to the stall near Sixth Division, Byakuya Kuchiki stood quietly on the edge of the crowd.
The fireworks hadn't started yet, but he was already looking up at the dark sky.
Rukia came over holding a box of octopus balls.
She looked at Byakuya's cold side face, then looked down at the bamboo stick in her hand.
After hesitating for a moment, Rukia inserted a small ball and handed it over quietly.
"Brother."
Byakuya looked down at the small octopus ball.
The heat slowly drifted between the two of them.
He was silent for a few seconds, and finally reached out and took the bamboo stick.
Rukia's eyes lit up slightly.
Byakuya took a bite with an expressionless expression.
Then he was so hot that he stopped.
Rukia immediately lowered his head and tried hard to hold back his smile.
Can't laugh.
At least you can't laugh in front of your elder brother.
Byakuya glanced at her.
"It tastes terrible."
After saying that, he ate the remaining half of the pill.
Rukia:ヾ (≧∇≦) ゞ
As expected, my elder brother still likes it.
It's just that I will never admit it.
On the roof next to the venue, Shunsui Kyōraku was sitting cross-legged on the tiles.
He was holding a wine flask in his hand and two wine glasses beside him.
Jūshirō Ukitake sat next to him, his long white hair being gently blown by the evening breeze.
"I really didn't expect that the old man would actually agree to hold such an event."
Shunsui Kyōraku took a sip of wine and looked up at the crowd below.
"Uncle, I thought he would ask everyone to go back to Division Barracks to write a review."
Ukitake smiled.
"Everyone worked very hard this time."
"It's good to relax once in a while."
Shunsui Kyōraku nodded and handed the other wine glass to Ukitake.
"How about a drink?"
"I can only drink a little."
"You say that every time."
Yoriichi sits on the edge of the other side of the roof.
His Captain's Haori hangs on the tiles, and the Hekyō at his waist is quietly stored in the scabbard.
The crowd below is very noisy.
The team members chased each other, the stall owner kept shouting, and Marechiyo Ōmaeda's screams for pancakes could be heard in the distance.
Yoriichi said nothing.
He just watched all this quietly.
Invasion Army Incident The ruins left behind have not all been repaired.
But at least tonight, no one needs to fight with a knife.
Kira stood under the street, still holding several documents in his arms.
He was just passing by.
As a result, he was pulled over by the team members of Third Division.
Kira looked up at Yoriichi on the roof, hesitated for a moment, and put the documents into his clothes.
There should be no surprises today.
At least he hoped so.
Bang!
The first fireworks rose into the sky.
The crimson light exploded in the night, illuminating the entire Rukongai.
The crowd suddenly burst into cheers.
Immediately afterwards, the second and third fireworks were launched into the sky one after another.
The golden firelight fell like raindrops and slowly dissipated in mid-air.
Yachiru was riding on the shoulders of Kenpachi, waving his arms excitedly.
"Little Ken, that looks like your hair!"
Kenpachi looked up at the fireworks that exploded into the shape of a hedgehog.
"Where does it look like?"
"They all have sharp points!"
Hitsugaya also stopped.
The light of the fireworks fell on his bunch of pink candied haws, making it look even more conspicuous.
He silently hid his hands behind his back a little.
Never let other captains see it.
At this moment, a strange-shaped firework rose into the sky from the edge of the venue.
Its speed is much slower than other fireworks.
When it flew to the highest point, the outer shell suddenly exploded.
Boom!
A huge purple light enveloped half of the night sky.
Lilac smoke spread from the fireworks and slowly drifted toward the venue like a cloud.
Everyone raised their heads.
"What kind of fireworks are these?" Ukitake asked in confusion.
Shunsui Kyōraku narrowed his eyes.
"Uncle, why do I have a bad feeling?"
Below the venue, Mayuri Kurotsuchi was standing next to a stall selling masks.
He opened his hands and grinned with golden teeth.
"Grrrrrr."
"This is the Reishi Fireworks that I have just developed."
"Ordinary fireworks only give you idiots a worthless light."
"But my work allows people to experience a completely different kind of fun."
The surrounding soldiers silently moved away from him.
The pleasure that comes from Mayuri Kurotsuchi's mouth is usually not the same thing as the pleasure of normal people.
Purple smoke quickly drifted across the venue.
Yoriichi raised his hand, and his fingertips came into contact with a faint wisp of smoke.
As soon as Transparent World was turned on, he saw Reishi in the smoke rapidly invading his body.
"There's a problem."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shunsui Kyōraku's body on the roof suddenly shrank.
The wide Captain's Haori instantly covered his entire body.
Snap.
The wine bottle slipped from his shortened hand and rolled down the tiles.
Shunsui Kyōraku's head emerged from the feather fabric.
His face that was originally covered with stubble has become childish, and his bamboo hat is so big that it almost covers his entire body.
He looked down at his arm, which was much shorter, and froze in place.
Ukitake also shrunk into a white-haired little boy.
Loose Shihakushō were piled around him, making him look like he had been swallowed by his clothes.
Chaos broke out in the streets almost simultaneously.
Rangiku turned into a little blond girl and fell directly into her own Shihakushō.
Hitsugaya's already short body has become shorter.
The candied haws in his hand are now almost as long as himself.
Hitsugaya:...
Isn't this a bit unfair to him?
Byakuya Kuchiki also turned into a little boy with a cold face.
Kenseikan slipped from her hair and fell into the box of octopus balls.
Rukia squatted beside him, staring blankly at his brother who was a little shorter than him.
She wanted to laugh.
But the look in Byakuya's eyes told her that she might die if she laughed.
Kenpachi Zaraki's body also shrank rapidly.
Yachiru fell off his shoulders and sat on the ground.
She looked up at the little boy with spiky hair in front of her and tilted her head.
"Little Ken has become Little Little Ken!"
Kenpachi looked down at Zanpakuto, whom he had dragged on the ground, with veins popping out on his forehead.
Only Yachiru looks almost unchanged.
She was originally like a child.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi stood in the crowd, looking at the rapidly shrinking captain and team members around him, his smile getting bigger and bigger.
The next second, his own Captain's Haori also fell to the ground.
A small head painted with black and white oil paint slowly emerged from the clothes.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's smile froze.
On the roof, Shunsui Kyōraku, who had turned into a child, struggled to pick up a wine bottle that was bigger than himself.
He glanced at his short limbs, and then looked at Mayuri Kurotsuchi, who was also shrunk below, and his immature face turned completely dark.
"Mayuri Kurotsuchi! What the hell did you put in the fireworks! Why are everyone turning into children!"
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