The Unforgiven from Shinigami
East Rukongai, District 31.
Riverbend Town.
Like other Rukongai districts, District 31 is also a central town.
The mansions of nobles were clustered in Riverbend Town, and various shops were built to serve the nobles or their retainers who occasionally stayed there.
While its variety of goods may not rival that of Seireitei, it is already quite prosperous for the residents of Rukongai.
A man walks down the street.
Just walking along, nothing out of the ordinary.
He had already attracted the attention of passersby, as conspicuous as a lion walking upside down on the street.
"Hehe, everyone's looking at Ken-chan."
A pink-haired little girl leaned on a broad shoulder, a happy expression on her face.
"Tsk," Kenpachi Zaraki didn't find it interesting, his mood as irritable as the weather. "What do you want to eat?"
Yachiru Kusajishi's eyes darted around, and she pointed, saying, "That one looks delicious."
Tea shop.
The most common shops in Rukongai.
A sunshade awning was erected outside, and two long benches were placed at the entrance, with tables and chairs inside.
The young tea shop waiter stood in the shadows, watching the passersby with a smile.
Kenpachi Zaraki walked over there.
The smile on the tea shop waiter's face froze, as if he were applying white wax to it.
A tall figure approached, but instead of entering, chose to sit on the bench by the door.
The tea shop waiter hesitated, unsure whether to step forward or back.
Yachiru Kusajishi glanced around and immediately saw what food was on the menu on the bench.
She turned her head, revealing an innocent and cheerful smile, and said, "Don't be afraid, Ken-chan is a good person. Give us two servings of chilled mung bean soup, thirty steamed buns, and twenty skewers of dumplings!"
"Yes, sir." The waiter nodded as if granted a pardon, then turned and ran into the tea shop, insisting that they make it as soon as possible.
The food for the other guests was completely irrelevant.
Kenpachi Zaraki placed his hands on his thighs, his black hair, like porcupine quills, cascading down his back, staring blankly at the ground.
He's been troubled by a very serious problem lately—no, should I say two?
That is, how do we sever the ties between time and space?
Kenpachi Zaraki was in a real bind; he had never before slashed something so invisible and intangible.
Every time they catch up with the Oniyasha, Time Stop, the person slips away, or the dog dies.
It's like Spatial Transfer; the person leaves, and the dog dies.
This kind of chase game is somewhat interesting at first, but gradually it just becomes boring.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hit the enemy; sometimes he wouldn't even see their face before they ran away.
That feeling of knowing the enemy is powerful, but being unable to fight them, is awful.
" Ken-chan! Tuanzi is up here."
Yachiru Kusajishi shouted, interrupting his thoughts.
Kenpachi Zaraki his head slightly, his eyes glancing sideways at the bench, where stacks of three-colored dumplings were laid out on a plate.
A large bowl of mung bean soup was also placed next to it, so full that it looked as if it would overflow if shaken even slightly.
Kenpachi Zaraki picked up the mung bean soup, gulped it down in one go, and then picked up the three-colored dumplings. " Yachiru, what do you think is the best way to sever time?"
Yachiru Kusajishi tilted her head and thought for a moment, then laughed and said, "Just go and chop based on your intuition!"
"..."
Kenpachi Zaraki realized he had asked the wrong person.
Continue eating the three-colored dumplings.
Before we had finished eating, more steamed buns were served.
He was halfway through his meal when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, whose neatly combed silver hair shimmered in the sunlight.
His eyes narrowed as he smiled.
" Zaraki, Yachiru, so you're here."
Gin Ichimaru casually picked up a steamed bun from the plate and popped it into his mouth. "Mmm, delicious. I like red bean buns."
Kenpachi Zaraki looked up and said, "You didn't make this special trip just to eat a few steamed buns, did you?"
Gin Ichimaru scratched his head with his other hand and said, "Actually, I don't have any money left for breakfast."
"Hehe, we don't have any money either."
Yachiru Kusajishi puffed out her little chest with a proud expression; she had no habit of carrying money at all.
They eat and drink for free wherever they go, and if they want money, the nobles behind the shops have to come to the 11th Division's barracks to collect the debt.
Yumichika Ayasegawa was in charge of the team's finances, often misappropriated team funds to settle accounts.
Kenpachi Zaraki generously said, "Order whatever you like, it's on me."
"Then let me pay."
Gin Ichimaru made a sarcastic remark, then dropped the joke and revealed his true purpose, "I wanted to inform you that Captain Aizen and Captain Tōsen will be escorting Turtle Gas here."
"?" Kenpachi Zaraki looked puzzled.
Gin Ichimaru had already guessed it; this man hadn't listened to Kyōraku's words at all yesterday. " Turtle Gas is a gas developed by Captain Kurotsuchi that can dull people's thinking."
Once the Oniyasha inhales it, it will be unable to use forbidden techniques again, and we can capture it easily.
"That guy, Ne, always does unnecessary things."
Kenpachi Zaraki's face flashed with anger as he said, "What's the point of fighting if that guy can't use forbidden techniques?"
After chasing for so long, he was burning with rage; all he wanted was to have a good fight with Oniyasha.
"This is Captain-Commander Yamamoto's order."
Gin Ichimaru emphasized this point, then sat down next to him with a smile and said, "Don't feel bored. There will be plenty of more days to make you feel down in the future."
The very question of how to get the Oniyasha to inhale the Turtle Gas requires careful planning. You might spend half a month working on it, waiting for half a month, and in the end, you don't even need to do anything before the matter is over.
Thinking about it this way, does it make you feel a little better today?
"..." Kenpachi Zaraki's mouth suddenly lost its flavor as he imagined that scene. " Ichimaru, can I cut you down?"
Gin Ichimaru chuckled and said, "No way, I find your sullen expression more amusing than the battle."
Kenpachi Zaraki didn't care about any of that. He stood up, gripped his sword hilt, and said, "I don't find this interesting. You have to fight me today!"
"There's no other way, uu, let me tell you a little stress-relieving secret. The Shiraishi you've been longing for is currently living in the first district of West Rukongai. If you want to fight him, go find him."
Gin Ichimaru decisively chose to sell Shiraishi, who was far away, and actually dumped all his work on Rangiku, while he hid away and lived a leisurely life.
What an outrageous captain!
Kenpachi Zaraki said irritably, "That guy is already the acting captain of the Tenth Division, how can I take action without authorization?"
Fighting Gin Ichimaru is just because they have a good relationship; it's okay for them to fight.
If he were to speak with the other team leaders, he would definitely be taught a lesson by Old Man Yama.
Gin Ichimaru smiled and said, "Just pretend you didn't know. We were outside, and we were just a little distracted and didn't hear anything. It shouldn't be anything serious."
"I see, there's such a way!"
Kenpachi Zaraki's chest throbbed with fighting spirit. " Yachiru, let's go!"
"Hey!" Yachiru Kusajishi called out, hurriedly stuffing several steamed buns into his mouth, then stuffing a few more into his pockets, before leaping onto Kenpachi Zaraki's shoulder and leaving.
"... Huh, is that the way to West Rukongai District 1?"
Gin Ichimaru thought for a moment, then decided to ignore it and continue eating his steamed bun.
We can't let the money go to waste.