The Unforgiven from Shinigami
A teasing voice drifted down from the roof, Rangiku Matsumoto didn't stay there any longer; instead, she gracefully leaped into the corridor.
That ordinary Shihakushō, beneath her chest which weighed at least ten pounds, became incredibly alluring.
Her eyes were full of smiles.
Shiraishi said without changing his expression, "Hiding up there to eavesdrop is nothing to be proud of."
Rangiku Matsumoto raised an eyebrow, unimpressed, and said, "I just wanted to tell you where the Tenth Division's cafeteria is. I didn't expect... tsk tsk, my imagination was too limited, and I underestimated your ability to seduce innocent little girls."
Shiraishi said irritably, "I've never lied to Nemu. Stop with your sour tone; you're clearly envious of Nemu, aren't you?"
"I'm envious."
Rangiku Matsumoto murmured, a hint of sadness appearing on her face. Sunlight pierced through the gray sky, and she narrowed her eyes, forgetting how many years had passed since then.
Even the sight of a bright light still reminds her of silver.
For Nemu, who can cook for her beloved...
"Perhaps."
She smiled, not wanting to continue the conversation. "Today, you should properly perform your duties as the Tenth Division. If you're not good at clerical work, you can at least do patrolling, right?"
The Seireitei has been rather turbulent lately, and the hiding place of Sōya Azashiro has still not been found.
Thefts frequently occur in various districts, and nine out of ten cases are attributed to the Silver Flash Tsukikage Yagyū. Necklaces and jewelry are relatively straightforward, but the perpetrator is a real problem.
Shiraishi is indeed quite interested in work outside of clerical duties. He used to fantasize about becoming a detective or police officer while watching TV, upholding justice. "Is Silver Flash very famous?"
"She is one of the six escaped convicts. She has silver hair and is extremely skilled in the Shunpo technique, earning her the nickname 'Silver Flash.' She is adept at concealing her presence and is driven by a strong desire to steal."
Her Zanpakuto is called "Obstruction of Sight," and its ability is to trap others in a boundless, dark space. She often uses this ability to steal.
Rangiku Matsumoto reveals the information she already knows.
Shiraishi stroked his chin and said, "She frequently commits crimes in Seireitei?"
If that's the case, given his relationship with Sōya Azashiro, he might be able to solve the case right away.
"No, so far, it has all been copycat crimes by some people, as well as crimes committed on impulse, and then the blame was shifted to Tsukikage Yagyū."
She's probably wandering around South Rukongai.
Rangiku Matsumoto tossed her short, orange hair that covered her ears. At this time, she didn't have a big wavy hairstyle yet, opting instead for a short haircut that exuded a youthful charm.
"Tsk, it's not a big case, there's no point in investigating it."
"Solving cases isn't just about brute force; it requires intelligence. Since you're a novice, don't overthink it; just be a good role model."
"Just take a stroll around Seireitei and let everyone know that the Tenth Division has a new captain."
Since their meeting, Rangiku Matsumoto no longer expected the acting captain to achieve anything; she only wanted him to exert the captain's authority.
Whether the crime rate in Seireitei increases depends on how strong the Tenth Division, the force responsible for maintaining order, is.
Based on previous crime records, she could deduce a pattern: whenever the Tenth Division lost its captain, the crime rate in Seireitei would steadily rise.
The law has reduced its restrictions on people.
The prisoners seemed to think that only the captain of the entire Tenth Division could deal with them.
The truth is that most prisoners don't even need Seated Officer; ordinary soldiers can handle them all.
Rangiku Matsumoto racked her brains but couldn't understand who gave them the courage to think that way.
This also demonstrates how powerful the captain, standing at the pinnacle of Shinigami, is.
"Hey, you're making it sound like I'm a mascot. Now that things have come to this, I have to solve a major case to prove myself."
Shiraishi disappeared from here using Steel Tempest.
"Wait!" Rangiku Matsumoto called out, glancing left and right. Sensing a familiar Reiatsu fluctuation, she quickly Shunpo forward using Shunpo.
In a corner of the Tenth Division's dining hall, Tōshirō Hitsugaya Shiraishi appeared, breaking the tranquility and startling him.
The instability of Reiatsu attracted Rangiku Matsumoto.
Ugh, my mood instantly turned incredibly bad...
Tōshirō Hitsugaya's face, etched with wrinkles typical of an old man, was extremely serious as he asked, "What are you guys up to?"
Shiraishi sat casually opposite him and asked, " Hitsugaya, I'd like to ask you, have any major cases happened in Seireitei recently?"
"It's outside of working hours, I need to eat."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya replied, suppressing his anger.
Rangiku Matsumoto slammed her hand on the table and roared, "That's enough! Go patrol! That's the job you're supposed to be doing!"
Tōshirō Hitsugaya glanced at him sideways and said, "Isn't that your job?"
"Hey~ A new kimono shop opened today, and I made plans with my friend to definitely check it out."
Rangiku Matsumoto sticks out her tongue and acts cute; her vice-captain's salary is spent either on kimonos or on alcohol.
If there's a new store, I'll definitely go check it out.
Shiraishi exclaimed in astonishment, "You actually managed to slack off on me?"
Listen, I'm ordering you to take me along as captain. I don't mean anything by it, I just want to see how old your friend is.
"No way! Why should a woman bring a grown man like you on a date? You go patrol. You're the captain, you should do more work."
The argument between the two caused Tōshirō Hitsugaya's forehead veins to bulge, and he slammed his hand on the table, unleashing his icy Reiatsu.
A chilling atmosphere, like snow falling in July, enveloped the area.
You two better get to work!
!"
Tōshirō Hitsugaya the Roar, his eyes widening, and said in a cold voice, "No one's getting any slack off today!"
Rangiku Matsumoto swallowed hard, sensing that this time she was truly angry.
Shiraishi understood Tōshirō Hitsugaya's feelings and said considerately, " Hitsugaya, I think you're under too much work pressure. You need to take a break. How about a three-day weekend?"
"On holiday..." Tōshirō Hitsugaya aura was no longer so sharp. Since joining the Tenth Division, he hadn't had a break and had been working overtime here every day. He was extremely tired.
Rangiku Matsumoto Shunpo get to Shiraishi's side and whispered in his ear, "Hey, without Hitsugaya, the Tenth Division would be paralyzed in no time."
Shiraishi laughed and said, "Isn't it you I still have? I believe in your abilities."
Rangiku Matsumoto said with a forced smile, "If I'm working, you can forget about slacking off."
"Don't worry, I'll work with you to unearth all those long-standing cold cases. I'll solve them in a day and show you my genius-level crime-solving skills. You'll be kneeling down and singing 'Conquer!'"
Shiraishi was full of confidence.
Rangiku Matsumoto looked completely bewildered. "Why have you suddenly become so diligent?"
"Because I'm somewhat interested in solving cases."
Shiraishi answered with a smile.
Rangiku Matsumoto's eyes were full of suspicion. She didn't believe that a person's nature could be changed. To motivate someone who was slacking off at work, there had to be something about the job that attracted them.
What exactly do you want?