The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Shiraishi was dumbfounded.
Anyone who heard a beautiful woman who appeared pure and innocent utter vulgarities would likely not have a much better expression than he is now.
He took a half step back, looking embarrassed, and said, "You should read less of those books in the future. They're full of fantasies from a segment of men; they're unrealistic and unreliable."
"You don't want to fuck me?"
Aura Michibane turned around, a hint of doubt in her eyes. According to the book, men are creatures that release hormones all day long.
They have all sorts of fantasies about women; some want to whip them, while others deliberately make women sleep with other men.
Women with large breasts and a cold demeanor are especially targeted for torment.
To be honest, she had always wanted to see if she would show the same broken expression as the heroine in the book when she was tortured like that.
If so, does that mean I'm not actually that different from a normal person?
However, this idea was never put into practice. Tsunayashiro Tokinada was born to do evil and had absolutely no interest in such things.
The others hesitated and dared not approach her.
After much deliberation, Aura Michibane concluded that Shiraishi met the criteria, which is why he spoke so frankly.
According to the dialogue in the book, the more you refuse, the more likely you are to arouse the other person's desire to conquer.
Shiraishi said with an indignant expression, "I'm not that kind of person."
I don't believe it.
Aura Michibane withdrew the threads that had been covering Byakuya Kuchiki, turned around, grabbed his pants with both hands, and pulled them down—not pretending, but genuinely intending to rip them off. "Let me see if there's any reaction. If there is, it means you still want to."
What kind of indecent words are these?
Shiraishi quickly grabbed him, glaring at him and saying, "In public, you better have some self-respect!"
"It's okay. In this situation, everyone will choose to ignore it. That's what the book says."
She answered calmly.
"This isn't in the book!"
Shiraishi pried her hands off, returning to his previous state, and shouted, " Byakuya Kuchiki, you'd better come with me right now."
"Hmm." Byakuya Kuchiki, contrary to his previous arrogance, sheathed his sword and stepped forward.
A mocking smile crept across Tsunayashiro Tokinada's lips. "You're quite the actor."
Byakuya Kuchiki didn't even glance at him, and walked past him with the gait of a high-ranking nobleman.
"Go back to the Tenth Division," Shiraishi urged, pushing him away from there.
Yushiro asked with a grim expression, " Tokinada, what happened? Why is Ginjiro dead?"
"They want to distance themselves."
Tsunayashiro Tokinada answered calmly, his fox-like eyes narrowing, "Even you can doubt me, let alone others. The Kuchiki Clan has gone from perpetrators to victims. Ginjiro is truly loyal."
Yushiro understood: sacrificing the pawn to save the king was a common tactic used by nobles.
To everyone's utter astonishment, Byakuya Kuchiki had fallen to such a low level. His Riot Games clenched, and he surveyed the surrounding chaos, his eyes filled with rage. He muttered, " The Kuchiki Clan is no longer worthy of being a model of nobility!"
"Um."
Tsunayashiro Tokinada spoke, his body swayed, and his abdomen gradually turned blood red.
His face grew increasingly pale.
Yushiro was shocked and asked, "Are you injured?"
"I was careless for a moment and was ambushed by Byakuya Kuchiki."
Tsunayashiro Tokinada covered his wound with his hand, forcing a smile on his face.
In this way, the reason for not reporting immediately would be assumed by the other party that the injury was too severe to move.
It resonates with people far more deeply than if they said it themselves.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada a terrible person, so he was quite adept at understanding people's hearts.
So far, he has only stumbled once, at Shunsui Kyōraku's place, where he was imprisoned in Maggot's Nest for hundreds of years.
He loathed that period when he couldn't do evil.
Tsunayashiro Tokinada's eyes were lowered.
Tomorrow is September 9th.
On the day of ancestor worship, all plans should come to an end.
It ends with the villains achieving a complete victory.
Having seized power, he'll have some fun with Kyōraku, Aizen, and that Shiraishi.
"You should go to the Shin'ō Academy of Pharmaceutical Arts to check your injuries right away."
Yushiro looked anxious. "I'll handle things here. Third Seat Michibane, take him there."
"Yes."
Aura Michibane nodded, stepped forward, and reached out to support Tsunayashiro Tokinada.
The man's body was very light, almost weightless, and a wicked smile curved his lips.
Such an obviously evil individual is unique even within the Seireitei.
The note flashed through Aura Michibane's mind, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart.
She still had no intention of betraying them.
Could it be that she overestimated Aizen, or was there some other plan?
"What are you thinking about? We're about to go down the steps," Tsunayashiro Tokinada reminded him.
Aura Michibane snapped out of his reverie and shook his head, saying, "Just a trivial matter."
"Is that so?" Tsunayashiro Tokinada's narrowed eyes concealed malice; he had an innate ability to discern whether others were lying.
Therefore, he understood that this world was full of malice and lies.
Father, mother, uncle, paternal uncle, servant...
Of all the people he met, only one woman never told a lie from beginning to end.
Unfortunately, not only the stars, but even the bright moon can only be obscured by dark clouds.
He killed that woman with his own hands.
"Heh." A cold laugh escaped Tsunayashiro Tokinada's lips.
Even at the doorstep of the Shihoin Clan, even if there was a possibility that Yushiro might overhear and become suspicious.
He still smiled.
Aura Michibane turned his head and said, " Tokinada, what are you laughing at?"
"Tomorrow is going to be fun, just thinking about it makes me smile."
"Besides, "Tsunayashiro Tokinada replied, his eyes gazing into the distance, "To see that arrogant fellow so angry, abandoning all aristocratic manners, is like a delicious appetizer."
call.
In front of the Tenth Division's cell, Byakuya Kuchiki landed with Shunpo, his posture elegant, not at all like someone on a prison sentence, but rather someone on vacation.
The guards in the cell immediately stood up straight, wondering why the 6th Division had come here.
Then, they witnessed a bizarre scene: Byakuya Kuchiki opened the cell door, walked in, and sat down in a chair.
He remained completely silent throughout.
The two soldiers were dumbfounded, confused, and dared not ask. Putting aside his identity as the 6th Division, his status as the head of the Kuchiki Clan made them even more awe-inspiring.
Shiraishi then stepped in, and seeing how self-aware the other person was, scratched his head and said, "Whatever you're thinking, you'd better not think about escaping while I'm around."
Byakuya Kuchiki remained silent, sitting there with his eyes closed.
"Would he die if he didn't show off?" Shiraishi thought to himself, but he had to admit that this guy was indeed good at it. "Lock the cell door, send him three meals a day regularly, and don't worry about anything else."
"Hey? Captain Shiraishi, how about we buy a bed?"
"Do you think this is a five-star hotel? Just give him a chair."
Shiraishi rolled his eyes and turned to walk out.
Byakuya Kuchiki still didn't open his eyes; he was waiting for the person behind the conflict between the Shihoin Clan and Kuchiki Clan to make their next move.
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