The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Ta-da.
The thick wooden clogs tapped out a pleasant rhythm on the corridor floor. She ran out quickly and said in a rapid-fire voice, " Hiyosu said that at noon tomorrow, you need to go to Blue Stream Gate on the east side to meet the merchant delivering the goods. Don't be late."
"Okay, I understand."
Shiraishi replied, reaching out to wipe the sweat from her cheeks, and said gently, "You don't need to run so fast."
"It's okay, I'm still very confident in my running."
Nemu Kurotsuchi straightened her back, her breathing became erratic from running, her cheeks flushed, and her deep green eyes shone brightly.
If you put dog ears on its head and a tail on its back, it would definitely look like a puppy sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail wildly.
Shiraishi imagined the scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "Okay, you're amazing."
Nemu Kurotsuchi tilted her head and said, "I feel like you're mocking me."
Shiraishi chuckled lightly, "No, that's not true. How have you been lately? You haven't been abused by that guy, have you?"
"No, not that guy. Please call him Mayuri."
Nemu Kurotsuchi corrected his mistake before saying, " Mayuri- sama is very kind to me; he even helped me get a healthy kidney and stomach replacement today."
Shiraishi was startled. He reached out and touched her stomach, asking cautiously, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you run away. Does your stomach still hurt?"
Nemu Kurotsuchi shook her head and said, " Mayuri anesthetized the abdomen before cutting it open, so it didn't hurt at all, and there wasn't even a scar. You can see for yourself."
As she spoke, she unbuckled her white belt, reached out and pulled open her top, revealing her snow-white abdomen, with her upright navel looking clean and pink.
There are really no scars.
Shiraishi stared at it for a while, secretly marveling at how he could survive even with his head split in two.
"Um... have you seen enough?"
Nemu Kurotsuchi's voice trembled slightly and was soft; the cold wind in the room blew against her chest, and her body trembled as well.
What kind of feeling is this?
Even though she had been hoping that Shiraishi would see it, now that he was actually staring at her, she couldn't help but think that she should just end this quickly.
My face feels so hot, do I have a fever?
Shiraishi paused, his gaze instinctively shifting upwards before realizing that he had been so focused on the wound on Nemu's stomach that he had forgotten to untie it like that; it wasn't just her stomach that was exposed. "Ah, that's enough, that's enough. Hurry up and put your clothes back on."
"Mmm." She hummed softly, closed her clothes, and re-wound the white belt, her cheeks still burning.
You'll need to take some fever-reducing medicine later.
The atmosphere was somewhat quiet.
Shiraishi coughed and said, "I'll head back now."
"Okay, I'll make you breakfast tomorrow morning. What would you like to eat?"
"Whatever, everything you make is delicious."
Shiraishi didn't specify what he wanted to eat, but he wasn't picky about food.
As long as it tastes good.
He used the Steel Tempest to leave the Research and Development Institute and return to the Tenth Division's barracks.
Under the same starry sky, the Shihoin Clan mansion was brightly lit.
The members of the Noble Revival Society were mainly from the Gold Seal Unit, and they were all Soi Fon.
The troops that were supposed to protect the Seireitei suddenly became a den of rebels.
Yushiro felt as if his face was being pressed to the ground and slapped repeatedly.
Bang! He slammed his hand on the table, his eyes sweeping over the hundreds of people in front of him, his words accompanied by a surge of Reiatsu, "No matter what, even at the cost of our noble honor, we will absolutely bring the fugitive Yūta Ishiyama to justice!"
"Find out everyone who colluded with Kaoru Tendō. We can't lose to the Stealth Force. We must restore the honor of the Gold Seal Unit. Do you understand?"
"Yes!" the people below replied in unison.
With a stern face, Yushiro Shiro said, "Tomorrow, anyone who dares not to give their all will be dealt with rudely. All of you, step down."
The crowd gradually dispersed, and whispers began to rise, mostly concerning the Noble Revival Society.
Yushiro rubbed his forehead. He had originally intended to enhance the prestige of the Shihoin Clan, but now it seemed that things might go wrong and cause the family's power to decline.
Am I being too hasty?
The thought flashed through his mind.
A pair of hands landed on his shoulders, and a soft, feminine voice sounded in his ear, "Well done, Yushiro, you're becoming more and more like the Commander-in-Chief."
" Tokinada, aren't we being too hasty?"
He voiced the question that had been lingering in his mind.
With a broad smile, Tsunayashiro Tokinada said, "Being in a high position is a tough job; every decision must be carefully considered."
Even so, human-caused accidents can still happen.
Yushiro asked with some doubt, "Are you saying that someone deliberately targeted the Gold Seal Unit this time?"
"It's not clear yet, but if I remember correctly, Yuta Yūta Ishiyama is on good terms with Ginjiro of the Kuchiki Clan."
"It's the Kuchiki Clan again." A cold glint flashed across Yushiro's face.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada sighed softly, "Sometimes, just by standing in front, we block someone's path and bring misfortune upon them."
Yushiro said, " Tokinada, the investigation into Ginjiro is entrusted to you."
"Well, I'll go back and make some preparations then. The Kuchiki Clan is not easy to deal with."
"Thanks a lot."
"It's nothing." A smile crept across Tsunayashiro Tokinada's lips, his fox-like eyes narrowing into crescent shapes. Sometimes he wanted to tell her everything and see the utter despair on her face.
On second thought, I decided there was no rush.
Playing games with Aizen is clearly more enjoyable.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada was eager to know how that person intended to kill him, or whether he would kill him first.
Either way, it's very interesting.
He left the gate of the Shihoin Clan's residence and Shunpo to return to the courtyard of the Tsunayashiro Clan's residence.
Aura Michibane stood under the tree, holding a letter in his hand.
A man hurriedly left the corridor.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada another look and asked, "Who is he?"
" Tsunayashiro Shinichi said he has a letter for me."
Aura Michibane waved the letter.
Love letters, huh? I can't help but think of my cousin's womanizing nature.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Let them continue to gloat. Everything will be settled on September 9th."
"Hmm." Aura Michibane opened the letter.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada had no interest and walked into the house, mentally reviewing his next move to stir up conflict between the Shihoin Clan and Kuchiki Clan.
On the day of the ancestral worship ceremony, he forged Yushiro's order, mobilized the Gold Seal Unit, and, under the pretext of suppressing a rebellion, fought with the 6th Division, causing a riot.
He pinned all the blame for treason on Yushiro and seized control of the Tsunayashiro Clan.
Everything is under control.
He stepped inside.
Aura Michibane looked at a sentence on the paper. "Kill Tsunayashiro Tokinada, experience the feeling of revenge."
This was sent by Aizen someone.
What was that man thinking?
To think that such a sentence could sway her heart is laughable.
He clenched his fist, the paper crumpled into a ball, then crumpled it again. He exerted his Reiatsu, shaking the paper ball into tiny fragments that slipped from his fingertips.