The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Shiraishi lowered his head and kissed him.
The height difference between the two, 1.85 meters and 1.5 meters, gave his kiss a touch of domineering superiority.
Soi Fon was stunned by this sudden action; her lips, which were not as firm as usual, were like soft, fluffy marshmallows.
My little head was buzzing; it felt like all the oxygen had been sucked out of my mouth, making it impossible to think.
But her beautiful cat eyes were wide and staring.
Until a current surged through his chest and reconnected his chaotic consciousness.
A light shone in her eyes, her Reiatsu surged instantly, and she clenched her right fist and threw it out.
Shiraishi had to pull away from her mouth, dodging the punch to avoid injuring her. "Aren't you calming down?"
"You..." Soi Fon was so angry she wanted to curse.
"I kept kissing you without calming down."
Shiraishi's words made all her words catch in her throat. She glared like a hungry wolf and shouted, "You scoundrel!"
"There's no other way. If you don't do this, how can you fight Tsukikage Yagyū while carrying this burden in your heart?"
Shiraishi sighed deeply, his face showing an expression that said, "I'm thinking of you."
Soi Fon wiped her mouth, seemingly still able to feel the warmth, but that was nothing. She straightened her disheveled collar; this was the real main event.
As she thought about those things, her anger boiled over. This guy was becoming increasingly reckless with her.
Reiatsu surged through the forest.
Shiraishi said seriously, "Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you."
"You wish." Soi Fon retorted instinctively, her anger dissipating with the words "I will take responsibility," replaced by a surge of joy.
Ah, I'm so useless!
She really wanted to slap herself hard. She shouldn't forget how despicable the man in front of her was. Forcing a stern face, she said, "If you dare do this again, I will absolutely not forgive you!"
Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Consider this an advance payment of the agreed-upon reward. I will definitely find out what's wrong with Tsunayashiro Tokinada for you."
"One thing at a time."
Soi Fon kept a straight face. She was a person of principle; if she promised to fulfill her promise, she would kiss him, and she would never break her word.
I don't want to do it again, who cares about this guy anyway!
"Okay." Shiraishi smiled even more broadly, her stubbornness having a certain charm.
Soi Fon turned around, her face as red as a boiled shrimp, and said in a forced calm tone, "Judging from the density of Reishi in the atmosphere, this should be the fourth district of South Rukongai. Let's go find the local Eighth Division members and gather some information."
"No problem." Shiraishi was pleased; she had finally returned to her original attitude, no longer giving off that volcanic feeling beneath her previous coldness.
Soi Fon chose to lead the way.
As the Sōji of the Stealth Force, he should not only know the terrain of each district of Rukongai like the back of his hand, but at the very least, he should be able to avoid getting lost and be familiar with the most bustling areas of each district as well as the locations of the local Eighth Division members.
The Eighth Division's duty is to monitor the movements of Rukongai and guard against rebellions.
The Second Division only initiated the investigation after sensing signs of rebellion.
In principle, the Second Division will not station personnel in Rukongai for extended periods.
Therefore, the Eighth Division and the Second Division have a relatively close relationship.
Soi Fon didn't know the name of the Eighth Division soldiers stationed in the area, but she did know that the Eighth Division soldiers' base was in the center of the Fourth District, Stone Stele Town.
It's a very conspicuous place; you can basically see the stone tablet standing at the entrance of the town from within three or four kilometers of the town.
The huge, Shiraishi is engraved with the Great Buddha's Crown Śūraṅgama Sūtra.
The Shinigami are gods without faith, but the residents of Rukongai do.
The Buddha and gods that a person worshipped in life either have their faith collapse or be strengthened after death in the Soul Society.
Some people even believe that Soul Society is Hell, and Buddha is outside Hell. They think that as long as they are devout, they can gain the qualification to escape Hell and go to Vulture Peak.
Fortunately, without Spiritual Power, one cannot fulfill desires, greatly reducing the number of scammers.
Otherwise, Rukongai would most likely become a paradise for scammers.
Because the Shinigami doesn't care which god the residents of Rukongai worship or whether they are being exploited by swindlers.
They just want the residents of Rukongai to be stable and not cause trouble.
Soi Fon Shunpo dart past the stone tablet, skipping the street below and speeding across the rooftops. Without disturbing anyone, she slipped into an ordinary thatched hut.
"Are you sure this is the place?" Shiraishi then asked.
Soi Fon nodded confidently, her gaze sweeping across the room. The furnishings were simple, and one could see everything at a glance.
That's why it's strange—where are the Eighth Division members who should be here?
Shiraishi pondered for a moment and said, "He probably went to slack off."
Don't assume everyone is like you.
Soi Fon rolled her eyes. The Second Division had all heard about Shiraishi's behavior in the Tenth Division.
He truly deserves the title of the laziest captain in history.
Shiraishi smiled, his spiritual senses activated, but he couldn't detect any spiritual pressure in the town strong enough to be a Grim Reaper. "He's not here. Should we ask the neighbors?"
"Given our current attire, we won't get any information out of them. District Four isn't big; I'll use Shunpo to search around. You wait here for me."
Soi Fon shook his head and offered another solution.
Shiraishi thought for a moment, then objected, "I'll go find someone, you stay here and wait. No, let's go together."
The fact that the case involving the Tsunayashiro Clan Tsukikage Yagyū does not mean that he is innocent.
South Rukongai was another place she frequented.
Whether the members of the Eighth Division will go elsewhere or be forced to disappear is unknown.
At this point, he felt it was better for the two of them to go together, to avoid any trouble caused by splitting up.
Soi Fon glanced at him sideways and said, "Are you worried that I can't handle this by myself?"
Shiraishi blinked, leaned closer, and said in a coquettish tone, "Oh, actually, I'm so scared being all alone, I want you to protect me~"
"Ugh, stay away from me." Soi Fon felt goosebumps all over her body and glared at me, saying, "If you dare to talk to me in that disgusting tone again, don't blame me for being impolite."
" Fon Fon, you've changed. Don't you like me anymore?"
Shiraishi's waist twisting was incredibly seductive.
"Believe it or not, I'll blast you to the heavens with my Bankai!"
Soi Fon kept a straight face.
Shiraishi stopped her seductive actions and said with a serious expression, "Just kidding, which direction should we start searching from?"
"From left to right, go around the four zones in one circle."
Soi Fon gave the instructions, fully aware that Shiraishi was only trying to help her because he was worried about her safety.
Although she wanted to argue, she had to admit that if she encountered Tsukikage Yagyū, she might not be able to defeat him alone.
Mad King Munemasa and Evil Doctor Genjirō have both proven the formidable strength of the Muken convicts.
Tsukikage Yagyū, who was imprisoned with them, was naturally quite strong.
"Good."
Shiraishi is still quite willing to listen to Soi Fon on these trivial matters.