The Unforgiven from Shinigami
This is a reason that's hard to refuse.
Isane Kotetsu swallowed back all the words of persuasion she was about to say.
The Seireitei) has been quite turbulent lately.
Even those nobles who weren't very thoughtful knew this fact.
Not to mention her, the Third Seat of the Fourth Division.
Soi Fon wants to become stronger so that she can better protect the Seireitei.
"Then I'll play along to the end, Captain Soi Fon."
Isane Kotetsu looked serious; due to her personality, she harbored a fear of battle.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen the Fourth Division as her first choice for joining the team when she graduated from the Shin'ō Academy.
At that time, her thought was that fighting and killing was too terrifying, and it would be better to join the treatment squad and become a paramedic.
That's why she has great respect for those who dare to fight on the front lines.
That's something she can't do.
Soi Fon nodded slightly and said, "I'll pay double the overtime pay."
Isane Kotetsu shook his head and said, "No need, providing first aid is my duty."
"No, you're not a member of the Second Division. You still need to be paid the full amount due."
Soi Fon is stubborn; she doesn't want to owe anyone favors. In fact, to repay a life-saving debt, she specifically agreed to a date in the World of the Living with Shiraishi, who was a wanted criminal.
His aim was to sever all personal ties so he could enforce the law impartially, but he ended up getting himself into trouble.
He subsequently owed Shiraishi numerous favors.
Soi Fon vowed never to owe anyone a favor, except to Shiraishi.
If you don't agree, I'll have to ask someone else for help.
"Alright." Isane Kotetsu reluctantly agreed, using his Kaidō to heal the wounds on her right arm one by one, and then took a few steps back.
Soi Fon clenched her Riot Games, recalling the feeling from just now. The forcibly compressed Kidō power was too violent, even beyond her control, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins.
If she wanted to control it, she could consider reducing the concentration of Kidō energy. How much would that increase the power she could use to research new techniques?
Soi Fon frowned. Perhaps there was something wrong with her thinking. If she thought about it from a different perspective, there was no need to forcibly compress the Kidō power in an instant using Reiatsu.
Take it slow and break down the compression process into several steps.
"Hoo." She exhaled heavily and began a new attempt, raising her right hand and trying to compress the power of the Kidō to her fingertips in a spiral motion.
Bang!
Blood splattered from his right arm again, splashing onto the hard, scorching ground with a sizzling sound.
Isane Kotetsu leaped forward with Shunpo, releasing a beam of light Kaidō his hands.
Soi Fon continued to reflect on where she could improve.
Time passed slowly until the moon rose high in the sky.
The anxiety and unease built up from repeated failures filled Soi Fon's flat chest, making her realize that continuing would only make things worse. "That's enough for today. You should go home and rest too."
"Hmm." Isane Kotetsu didn't know how to comfort her. After thinking for a moment, he realized that at this time, no amount of comfort would be of any use.
It's because we're not close enough.
Isane Kotetsu Shunpo to return to the Fourth Division from here.
Soi Fon tilted its head back.
The night sky is as bright as ever, with countless stars shining brightly, seemingly indifferent to whether mortals below are willing to witness such a beautiful sight.
Unpleasant.
She pursed her lips, and instead of slowly walking back, she Shunpo returned to her bedroom door.
Pushing open the door, there were no items inside that resembled a girl's.
It was empty.
There wasn't even a bed; there was just a straw mat on the floor with a pillow on top of a quilt folded into a tofu-like shape.
Xing Punishment Force's military uniform hung by the window.
She took off her cloth shoes at the doorway, unbuckled her belt, took off her sleeveless Captain's Haori, and casually tossed it onto the clothes rack.
The Patrol Corps carried in a tub full of water, then withdrew and stood guard outside.
Soi Fon finished washing herself in less than three minutes. "Take the bathtub downstairs. Dinner doesn't need to be prepared. I'm going to sleep."
"Yes." Two Patrol Corps carried away the bath tub.
She removed the pillow, lay down in a starfish position, and went to sleep. She believed that all her worries would disappear when she woke up.
Despite her thoughts, she couldn't fall asleep quickly, her little mind constantly trying to figure out how to perfect the newly developed moves.
She didn't close her eyes until after 3 a. m., finally falling into a short sleep.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the Riteitai knocked on the door.
" Lieutenant Matsumoto!"
A loud shout.
"Wow, I didn't slack off."
Rangiku Matsumoto jumped up from the sofa in fright. Seeing it was the Riteitai, not Tōshirō Hitsugaya, she tugged at her collar and exhaled, "You scared me half to death! I almost jumped out!"
The members of the Riteitai didn't look up and therefore didn't notice the movement. They knelt on one knee and said, " Captain-Commander Yamamoto is calling Captains' Meeting. Please go and attend as soon as possible."
"Wait, let's still have an acting captain for now."
When Rangiku Matsumoto heard the words "Captains' Meeting," her head felt as big as her chest.
The captains' powerful Reiatsu gathered imperceptibly, making her feel suffocated. If she could, she really didn't want to participate.
The Riteitai didn't listen at all and simply used Shunpo to leave.
The order has been delivered; whether the other party executes it is not his concern.
"Eh," Rangiku Matsumoto scratched her short, orange hair that covered her ears, pulled out her Denreishinki from her pocket, and dialed a number.
Do do do...
After a few rings, the call connected. "Hey, Matsumoto, what brings you to call me?"
Rangiku Matsumoto said irritably, "Hey, what are you doing? Hurry up and come back to attend the Captains' Meeting called by Captain-Commander Yamamoto."
She believed that, given Shiraishi's speed, it wouldn't take more than a minute from answering the phone to returning to Seireitei.
That's how big the gap in strength is between the captain and the vice-captain.
"No, I have things to do outside, I can't leave."
Aside from Shiraishi's words, there's a faint echo of someone saying, "Don't take my hits."
Rangiku Matsumoto's face darkened. "So, all you've got is spending your time playing chess with kids outside?" she said.
"How could that be? UU is reading. The signal is a bit weak, I can't hear what you're saying. Anyway, call me again after the meeting."
All.
The Denreishinki was immediately killed.
"That damned, bastard captain!"
Rangiku Matsumoto was so angry that she kicked the table twice, then had to smooth her hair with her hands, put away her Denreishinki, and hurry to the First Division barracks.
From the Tenth Division to the First Division, with her Shunpo, it would take her at least half an hour, and she would definitely be late.
Just thinking about the way the team leaders were looking at her made her stomach ache.
This is not an illusion.
You drank too much last night; you must look terrible now.
Oh no, oh no.
Rangiku Matsumoto was screaming inwardly, "Everyone says the beginning of the day is beautiful, so why does it turn out so awful for me?"
She was filled with complaints, touched her cheek, but still didn't dare stop to touch up her makeup; otherwise, she would be at least two hours late.
He'd be glared at to death by Captain-Commander Yamamoto.
Forty minutes later, Rangiku Matsumoto hurriedly pushed open the hall door. As she was greeted by a chorus of gazes, she smiled back and walked to her place.