The Unforgiven from Shinigami
The date lasted until evening.
The sunset painted the sky a fiery red as the two walked to the highest peak of the mountains.
Witnessing the moment of sunset.
Shiraishi was deeply moved by the beauty of nature and suddenly realized that power is not only for fighting. Occasionally using one's power to travel to different places and appreciate the scenery is also a meaningful thing.
Retsu Unohana brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, turned her head, and said, "In this situation, it would be such a shame if we didn't kiss."
"Huh? So sudden."
Shiraishi's gaze instantly shifted from the natural beauty to her face, his expression one of disbelief.
The windfall was so perfect that he momentarily doubted its authenticity.
Retsu Unohana folded her oil-paper umbrella, her long hair falling over her shoulders, and said with a smile, "I've always been decisive and efficient; if I'm interested, I act on it."
As she spoke, she planted the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, cupped Shiraishi's face in her hands, and got really close.
Those crimson lips shimmered with a mesmerizing glow in the setting sun.
Shiraishi reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, then leaned closer.
Strands of dark hair brushed against his lips, his hot breath tickling his earlobe. "What are you thinking about? You're such a naughty boy~"
Her voice was seductive; the light kiss on her cheek was more alluring than a direct kiss on the lips.
"Lie~" Shiraishi tried to hug her tightly, but she squatted down to avoid it.
Haha, see you tomorrow! Hope you have sweet dreams tonight.
Retsu Unohana chuckled, took a step back, straightened up, grabbed the oil-paper umbrella stuck to the side with her right hand, Shunpo to leave.
The air faintly carried her fresh herbal scent.
Shiraishi took a deep breath, looked down, and saw that he was already raging with fury. His heart was boiling with excitement. "This naughty older sister is really irresistible."
He muttered something, then left without staying any longer, using his Steel Tempest to return to the Tenth Division.
He wanted to use the strong wind to cool down his blood, but he was too fast and returned to the Tenth Division barracks before he could fully cool down.
The door to the captain's room was open, and a pair of straw sandals and a pair of wooden clogs were placed at the entrance.
He glanced inside and saw Rangiku Matsumoto and Nemu Kurotsuchi there, with dinner laid out on the table.
Upon seeing him, Rangiku Matsumoto raised her glass and asked loudly, "How was the date?"
"The date went very well..." Shiraishi suddenly felt dizzy and quickly grabbed the door frame, his face turning red.
I was careless.
He was panting heavily.
Nemu Kurotsuchi immediately rushed to his side, reached out and touched him; her palm was burning hot. "It's so hot, you have a fever."
"That's strange, we usually don't get fevers."
Rangiku Matsumoto arrived at the door, frowned, and asked, "Were you pricked by something?"
"No, it must have been Unohana drugged me. Tsk tsk, it's hardest to resist the kindness of a beautiful woman."
Shiraishi felt even more dizzy; he probably really had a fever, and it wasn't low. It was probably triggered by that kiss.
Otherwise, it cannot explain why she was fine there but developed a fever as soon as she returned.
Nemu Kurotsuchi said urgently, "I'll go back to the Research and Development Institute to get the medicine."
"No need, wait for Isane to come and check on me first. Go and wet a cold towel and put it on my forehead."
Shiraishi rejected her suggestion. Who knew what kind of medicine Retsu Unohana had given her? If it conflicted with the drugs from the Research and Development Institute, turning a minor illness into a major one, that would be troublesome.
"Okay," Nemu Kurotsuchi nodded obediently and ran outside.
Rangiku Matsumoto reached out to help Shiraishi to the bed, saying irritably, "Judging by your condition, this date is definitely going to be a disaster."
"Ahem, don't worry, everything is going according to plan."
She rolled her eyes and said, "Even in this state, you're still being stubborn."
Shiraishi smiled and said, "The art of war says, 'Victory comes from surprise.' From the very beginning, I never intended to stop this conflict with medicine; only battle can stop her."
"You're going to fight Captain Unohana?"
Rangiku Matsumoto frowned. "Are you strong enough to show her mercy? If not, then one of you will die."
"Don't worry, I Bankai new information. Even if the perfume doesn't work in the end, it will still stop her."
Shiraishi's new form of Bankai is Blood Moon, similar to Kaname Tōsen's complete Hollowfication, yet different.
That's his Hollowfication; he can't open the Garganta, but he's stronger than Hollowfication in terms of High-Speed Regeneration.
Whether it's the heart or the brain, any injury can regenerate rapidly, essentially making it immortal.
The prerequisite is that Reiatsu cannot be exhausted.
He pressed his hand to his forehead, feeling very tired, and said softly, "I'm not going to talk anymore, I'm going to rest for a bit."
"Okay." Rangiku Matsumoto could only suppress her curiosity about his Bankai, turn around and open the window to try to keep the room well-ventilated.
Shiraishi fell asleep quickly. When he felt a cool touch on his forehead, his consciousness returned slightly, and he heard Isane's voice.
"This is a heat rash caused by consuming clover; judging from the situation, the dosage shouldn't be very high."
Rangiku Matsumoto asked, "What is an eight-leaf clover?"
"A herb that grows in hot environments; if someone accidentally ingests it, their heart rate may increase too rapidly in an instant, and if this is combined with strenuous exercise, it can easily cause a fever."
It really was that kiss... After getting the specific reason, Shiraishi fell asleep again under the cool towel on his forehead.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but his consciousness gradually returned from the darkness, and his forehead felt cool.
He reached out and grabbed the towel.
" Shiraishi, are you alright?"
A concerned voice immediately rang in his ears. He sat up and saw Isane Kotetsu by the bedside.
She probably hadn't slept at all, as she was taking care of him.
Those once clear eyes had obvious bloodshot veins, slightly dark circles under them, and her skin looked a bit dry.
She lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I made Captain Unohana give you eight-leaf clover."
"You're such a fool."
Shiraishi scoffed, then reached out and patted her head. "It has nothing to do with you. I was blinded by lust, which is why I was ambushed."
Isane Kotetsu could no longer hold back, tears streaming down her face. "Was our date a complete failure?"
"Don't cry, everything is within my expectations, you have to believe me."
Shiraishi continued to coax her, cupping her face in his hands and saying, "I have a brilliant plan, but the time isn't right yet, so I can't reveal it to you."
The First Evolution
Isane Kotetsu, like a drowning person, clung tightly to even the smallest straw, saying, "Yes, I believe you."
"That's right, it's still early, come up and get some sleep."
He made a joke.
"Oh." Lost in her thoughts to the point of near-brain freeze, she didn't even notice anything amiss. She threw back the covers, crawled under the covers, and drifted off to sleep, nestled against the pillow.
"..."
Shiraishi froze, staring at her sleeping face, and said with a wry smile, " Isane, I'm not Liu Xiahui."
That being said, he wasn't a beast. With a Steel Tempest from the bed to the bedside, grabbed the blanket, and slowly covered himself with it.
He yawned and leaned against the bed to sleep.
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