The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Rangiku Matsumoto dashed across the rooftop.
To get from Tenth Division District to District 6, you need to pass through Fifth Division District first, which isn't a short distance.
At least for her, it would take at least ten or twenty minutes to get to District 6.
This is because they took the rooftop shortcut; running on the ground would have taken much longer.
Smack
A hand rests on his shoulder.
Rangiku Matsumoto's eyes widened, a cold glint flashing across them, "Mutter softly, Haineko."
The blade turned into smoke, and the fine dust was tinged with gray. As the hilt was swung out, the dust swept across like a gray blade.
At the same time, she turned around, jumped back, and widened the distance between them.
The movements were performed in one smooth motion.
It's me.
Shiraishi used Steel Tempest to dodge the Haineko's attack and shouted.
Rangiku Matsumoto finally recognized him and stopped attacking. She patted her chest and said, "You startled me. I thought you were an enemy. How did things go with Ginjiro?"
"It's not working out. Byakuya wants to take revenge himself and won't listen to any advice."
"Really? That's troublesome."
Rangiku Matsumoto sighed. She had anticipated this outcome and had intended to seal off the scene and the news, but it still leaked.
She released the Haineko's Shikai, and gray smoke condensed into a blade. "How do you plan to investigate?"
Shiraishi scratched his head and said, "I wanted to ask you, has anything major happened in the 6th Division recently?"
She sheathed her sword and said, "I just heard from a friend who works in the First Division that the Shihoin Clan and the Kuchiki Clan are at odds, and the noble district is in chaos."
I don't know the details; only the nobles would know, but getting them to tell the truth won't be easy."
"Stepping on Stars"
Nobles have special privileges in the Seireitei; without clear evidence that a noble has committed a crime, they must not be tortured or threatened.
This led many nobles to adopt a non-cooperative attitude when faced with problems.
They looked down on Shinigami and didn't want Shinigami involved in the affairs of the nobility.
"A nobleman," Shiraishi stroked his chin, recalling Nayura Amakado, that little girl who was a high-ranking nobleman and the chief librarian of the Great Spirit Book Gallery, "Let's go to the First Division. You report Ginjiro's matter to Captain-Commander Yamamoto. I need to find a high-ranking nobleman to ask for information."
"Um, should I go report this? Okay."
Rangiku Matsumoto was initially surprised, but then accepted the fact and followed him towards First Division District.
Shiraishi didn't use the Steel Tempest, maintaining a speed that allowed Rangiku Matsumoto to keep up.
"Upon arriving at the First Division District, report complete. Come find me in the underground council chamber of Central 46 Chambers."
He said one thing: disappear from here.
Instead of going directly to the location of Central 46 Chambers, they stopped on an empty rooftop.
Shiraishi plopped down on the roof ridge, calling out softly, " Azashiro, Azashiro."
Over and over again.
Reishi surged around him, forming a tall, slender figure with two prominent sideburns falling from his forehead. "What is it?"
Shiraishi, beaming, asked, "I'd like to ask, do you know who killed Ginjiro?"
"That's not included in our cooperation terms."
Sōya Azashiro declined to answer this question.
Shiraishi asked, "Then when will we advance into Hueco Mundo again?"
Sōya Azashiro replied truthfully, "Once Mayuri Kurotsuchi's Modified Soul reach ten thousand, don't be impatient. In another month or two, I guarantee it will be completed."
"One or two months." Shiraishi thought for a moment. This timeframe wasn't long, nor was it short, but overall it was within an acceptable range. "Okay, we'll contact you again then."
"Hmm." The figure of Sōya Azashiro gradually dissipated.
Shiraishi stood up and looked into the distance at the lake and the square building surrounded by it.
He Steel Tempest to the main gate.
He reached out and pushed the door open, glancing up and down with his eyes.
Two masked Punishment Force dressed in black emerged from the crack in the door, one on the left and one on the right, and used joint locks to restrain his neck and hands.
"Even the captain cannot come here without being conscripted."
The person with the chokehold whispered, " Captain Shiraishi, please leave."
Shiraishi said without changing his expression, "It was Amakado who sent me here. If you don't believe me, go ask her."
"We did not receive orders from Amakado."
"Perhaps she forgot; children sometimes forget things. I'll wait here while you go and ask."
Shiraishi's calm answer made the two Punishment Force somewhat unsure of themselves, and they both let go and landed on the ground.
One person turned and entered the door.
One person continued to watch him from there.
Punishment Force... you're really confident.
Shiraishi thought to himself.
No, it should be said that they are dedicated. Even when facing someone of Captain-level, they would not choose to back down and would protect the target with their lives.
This courage deserves praise.
He stood at the door for a while, and the door opened wider.
A small foot suddenly appeared in my line of sight, kicking towards my cheek.
You scoundrel!
The girl unleashed a righteous flying kick.
Shiraishi stepped aside, grabbing her ankle with one hand and wrapping his other arm around her slender waist, and said with a smile, "Good afternoon, Amakado."
Nayura Amakado's face was filled with anger, her brows furrowed with frost, and she snapped, "You still have the nerve to come looking for me?"
Shiraishi feigned surprise and asked, "What have I done to offend you?"
"You, uu, don't you know what books you recommend yourself?"
Nayura Amakado glared, recalling the filthy words and obscene illustrations. She struggled violently, breaking free from Shiraishi's grasp, and landed on the ground, cursing, "Shameless! Pervert!"
Still not satisfied, she kicked out hard.
The girl's pure heart was corrupted by this filthy man.
Shiraishi dodged her foot and said seriously, "I warned you long ago that those books are not for someone your age. You didn't listen to me and insisted on reading them. Can you blame me for that?"
Nayura Amakado was taken aback, then remembered that he seemed to have said something like that back then.
She was so absorbed in her thirst for knowledge that she didn't heed those words.
She suddenly realized she was in the wrong, and her anger subsided, but she still stubbornly said, "If you hadn't said that and piqued my curiosity, why would I have let Aura collect those books?"
Ultimately, it's all your fault!
"Okay, it's all my fault."
Seeing that her anger had subsided, Shiraishi didn't confront her directly but instead softened his stance, saying, "Please be magnanimous and forgive me this time."
"Snort."
Nayura Amakado raised her head, appearing very magnanimous, then chuckled, "I'll let you off this time."
After saying that, she recalled some records in books, put her hands on her hips, and said, "You didn't come to me with some ulterior motive, did you?"
"Don't take what's in those books seriously. There aren't that many perverts in the world; it's all fake."
Shiraishi casually remarked, "I came to ask you about the conflict between the Shihoin Clan and Kuchiki Clan."
Nayura Amakado frowned and said, "I advise you to mind your own business."
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