The Unforgiven from Shinigami
August 11th.
early morning.
The ground, cooled by the evening breeze, was soothed by the day's heat.
Needless to say, the area below.
The person beside her got up, and a chilly breeze crept into the thin blanket. Shiraishi reached out and grabbed it, "Don't go."
"What nonsense are you talking about? If Ganju and the others find out I'm sleeping here, where will I, as the head of the family, put my face?"
Kūkaku Shiba slapped his hand away and covered him with the blanket. "Sweetie, go to sleep by yourself."
After saying that, he turned around, put on his clothes, and left the room with a crouched posture.
"Hmm," Shiraishi turned to the side, rolled up the blanket in his hand, and felt that it didn't feel as comfortable as holding Kūkaku.
I'll just have to make do.
Who wants to get up at five o'clock?
He didn't know how long he had been asleep when someone approached him. The familiar Reiatsu made him choose not to open his eyes and continue lying there pretending to be asleep.
A pair of soft, white feet stepped on his face, toes pinching his cheek, and shook him a few times. "Lazy pig, get up now! Your little darling came all the way from Seireitei."
Kūkaku Shiba looked down from his high vantage point.
She enjoys venting her frustrations by stepping on people's faces.
Of course, the feet were all washed clean.
Shiraishi grabbed her ankle with her other hand, rubbed it against her, and opened her eyes, saying, "You're jealous? Then tell her I'm not here and tell her to go back."
"You heartless, filthy man," Kūkaku Shiba rolled her eyes, then realized the other couldn't see her, pulled her foot back, and said irritably, "Go and see the guest."
"Okay."
Shiraishi scrambled to his feet, put on his Shihakushō, and picked up the Captain's Haori.
The haori was white on the outside and emerald green on the inside. He put it on, his Zanpakuto tucked diagonally into his left waist, and took a step to leave.
"Wait," Kūkaku Shiba called out to him, turning around to grab a comb and smoothing his messy black hair, "You have no regard for your appearance at all."
"I did it on purpose."
Shiraishi chuckled and pinched her breast.
Helping a man groom himself seems to be a characteristic of gentle women.
Despite her seemingly carefree and easygoing nature, Kūkaku Shiba possesses a gentle and delicate nature deep down.
"You're asking for it." She stomped on it hard.
"Ouch, that hurts! Lord Kūkaku, please have mercy on me!"
"You're just pretending."
She answered in a fierce tone, clenching her teeth, her eyes trying hard to show her anger.
Then, in the next second, he couldn't hold back any longer, and a smile wide enough to melt away all the snow appeared on his face. "I really can't do anything with you. Don't keep the guests waiting. Go on."
I helped straighten the collar and patted off the wrinkles.
Shiraishi took the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek, then stepped out of the door, walked down the corridor to the living room, and opened the sliding door.
Two people were kneeling in the spacious living room.
Both the adult and the child had remarkably standard postures.
Good morning, Soi Fon, Kuchiki.
He stepped into the living room, naturally taking the seat appropriate for the host, and crossed his legs. "You all came to see me together, so it shouldn't be for personal matters. Does the Captain-Commander have any orders?"
Soi Fon, with a stern face and dark circles under her eyes, looking like she hadn't slept well, cut to the chase. "What is the Zanpakuto ability of Sōya Azashiro?"
"..."
Shiraishi, his hands tucked into the sleeves of his Shihakushō, remained silent for a moment before saying, "You're really direct. Why are you asking this?"
"Last Ōmaeda was attacked by Sōya Azashiro. Although there were no external injuries, he was unable to speak, open his eyes, or move."
Soi Fon became more and more agitated as she spoke, and she went from kneeling to standing up, her eyes cold as she said, " Captain Unohana said that his vocal cords, eyelids, hands and feet have all turned into Sōya Azashiro."
Tell me, what is Sōya Azashiro's ability?
"This..." Shiraishi pulled his sleeve away, scratched his chin, and hesitated before asking, "Could there be a misunderstanding?"
Soi Fon struggled to suppress the urge to grab his collar, and said irritably, " Captain Kuchiki saw it with his own eyes—it was Sōya Azashiro! How could it be fake?"
Shiraishi looked at Byakuya Kuchiki, who nodded and said, "I did see it with my own eyes; Sōya Azashiro left the side of Lieutenant Ōmaeda."
" Shiraishi! Tell me quickly, what is Sōya Azashiro's ability!"
Soi Fon couldn't help but urge him on, her eyes darting around with a hint of pleading.
Shiraishi softened.
Thinking about it carefully, in the official novel, Sōya Azashiro didn't seem to care much about his abilities being known to others.
What I said shouldn't be considered betraying my allies.
" Bankai ability is to fuse Reishi."
"Fusion of Reishi?" Soi Fon's brain capacity was too small to understand for the moment.
Shiraishi nodded and said, "Any building or creature that possesses Reishi can be fused with by him."
The Research and Development Institute detected the location of Sōya Azashiro's Reiatsu; that's where Sōya Azashiro merged.
" Ōmaeda was probably fused with him, but this fusion can be undone if he wants to."
Soi Fon was silent for a moment, then turned to Byakuya Kuchiki beside her and said, "If I remember correctly, Sōya Azashiro's Reiatsu covers the entire Seireitei."
"Um."
Byakuya Kuchiki nodded, his expression more solemn than usual, as he resolved his doubts about why the 6th Division's defensive barrier had failed.
Shiraishi continued, "Within the area he merges with, he can eavesdrop on anyone's conversations and appear anywhere."
Soi Fon clenched her fists. She had initially thought there was something fishy going on inside, but it seemed that wasn't the case. The Stealth Force's every move had already been under Sōya Azashiro's watchful eye.
"In conclusion, I don't believe that Azashiro wanted to do anything to the Shinigami. Otherwise, he wouldn't have merged with Ōmaeda; killing him directly would have been much more efficient."
Shiraishi spread his hands and expressed his thoughts.
Soi Fon frowned, initially thinking that Captain Kuchiki had arrived too quickly, leaving the enemy no time to strike.
Now that we know about Sōya Azashiro's Bankai ability, that deduction can basically be discarded.
" Ōmaeda was investigating the unusual movements of the Gold Seal Unit when he encountered the attack on the Azashiro."
She explained what had happened.
Shiraishi stroked his chin and said, "If that's the case, it's very likely that the unusual activity is beneficial to Azashiro, which is why he's helping out."
Soi Fon asked instinctively, "What do you think that strange movement was?"
"It's hard to say. It might be related to Tsunayashiro Tokinada, or it could be that someone else is deliberately spreading rumors that the Gold Seal Unit has problems, in order to cover up their own actions."
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Shiraishi wasn't sure if it was Tsunayashiro Tokinada or Aizen who were causing trouble.
After all, Aizen leaving Seireitei at this time might be to distance himself from the situation.
"Nonsense." Soi Fon rolled her eyes, feeling troubled. Either way, she needed to investigate and gather evidence.
But the entire Seireitei is under Sōya Azashiro's surveillance; how can they gather evidence?
Could you distract Azashiro?
"No, we are equal allies, not superiors and subordinates."
"You're so useless," Soi Fon said, clearly showing her displeasure.
Shiraishi smiled and offered a suggestion, "You could look for Mayuri Kurotsuchi. Putting aside his character, that guy is quite capable."