The Unforgiven from Shinigami
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Bang.
The fireworks rose into the sky and exploded, but under the bright sunlight, their colors appeared dull and lacked the vibrancy of the night.
She looked up to see if the shape of the fireworks matched the design, roughly two heads.
A more detailed description of his appearance is impossible.
The fireworks exploded for too short a time?
She fell into deep thought.
Smack
A hand landed on the dark-skinned man's shoulder from behind, " Kūkaku ~"
A familiar voice rang in my ears, and a warm breeze ruffled my hair.
"I'll give you three seconds to get down the mountain and wait there. If you dare turn around, I'll bite you to death."
Kūkaku Shiba threatened fiercely. She had been busy developing new fireworks these past few days, and was covered in sweat. Her snow-white skin had turned pitch black, as if she had just rolled around in a coal pile.
How could she possibly face anyone looking like this?
"Yes, sir."
Shiraishi withdrew his hand, looked at the blackness in his palm, and decided to go to a place more than ten miles away to wash his hands.
Kūkaku Shiba walked to the lakeside, filled a bucket with water, washed her hands, and then filled the tub with water.
This bathtub is placed in the shower room that has been temporarily cordoned off with a cloth.
She has a quirk: once she starts studying fireworks, she doesn't want to go home. If she doesn't go home, she's too lazy to shower, and her body smells like gunpowder.
Her boyfriend couldn't stand her appearance, and neither could her family.
She polluted the clear water, turning it black; she raised her arm, creating a stark contrast between white and black.
After washing three times, Kūkaku Shiba finally felt that the smell was gone. She changed into a cheongsam she had altered, put on wooden clogs, and slowly headed down the mountain.
Shiraishi sat on a blue stone, swinging his legs, and when he saw her step out from the woods, he whistled loudly and said with a smile, "Little girl, want to play with this old man for a bit?"
"Where did you come from, you little punk?"
Kūkaku Shiba rolled his eyes, but still obediently walked over.
"It's because you're too beautiful."
Shiraishi is telling the truth.
Her moon-white cheongsam, trimmed with gold, still exuded a cool, summery charm in this early autumn season.
A warm autumn breeze brushed against my back, causing the bright red bow at my lower back to flutter.
"You're saying all that, aren't you just after your own agenda?"
Kūkaku Shiba muttered something, then sat down next to him, looking somewhat curious, and asked, "Did something big happen in Seireitei yesterday?"
"It's nothing serious, just a small matter, it's all taken care of."
Shiraishi put his arm around her shoulder, not really wanting to discuss what happened yesterday.
Kūkaku Shiba slapped his hand away, saying irritably, "What are you thinking about all day? Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Helpless, Shiraishi told her what had happened the day before.
In fact, he didn't know the whole story; he only knew that Tsunayashiro Tokinada had teamed up with Kaoru Tendō and Oniyasha to cause trouble.
After listening, Kūkaku Shiba asked, puzzled, "What are you doing?"
He truthfully stated, " Unohana Muken battle."
Kūkaku Shiba blinked and said, "I remember Unohana is the captain of the Fourth Division, how did you and her end up fighting?"
"Here's what happened..." He explained the whole story, but Han Hu only briefly mentioned the later stages of the battle.
Kūkaku Shiba seemed thoughtful as she asked, "And then? Did Isane fall for you and become your bedmate?"
"No, our friendship is purely platonic. We've never crossed that line."
Shiraishi replied with righteous indignation, "I've performed so well, shouldn't you reward me?"
"It's still daytime, what are you thinking about?"
"Don't worry, I'll be watching my surroundings at all times, I'll make sure no one is peeking."
Shiraishi confidently assured everyone that with his Spiritual Sense, he could not hide anything from Aizen, let alone anyone else.
She glared at him irritably, her eyes calm and still, and didn't continue to refuse.
Shiraishi naturally didn't stand on ceremony.
After the battle, the surface of the bluestone was no longer as dry as before, as if it had been rained on.
Shiraishi was still not satisfied.
Kūkaku Shiba pushed him away, saying irritably, "Stop!"
Stop thinking about those things all the time; that's enough for today.
"The bluestone hasn't even collapsed, how dare you call for a halt?"
"I said stop, and I'll stop."
She pushed hard; she hadn't even thought about the fireworks, so she didn't have time for that kind of entertainment.
Shiraishi was quite annoyed. Recalling Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's orders, he casually said, "By the way, the Central 46 Chambers said they want to restore the Shiba Clan's status as a great noble family, and they also said they want you to be the commander-in-chief of the Gold Seal Unit. Are you interested?"
Kūkaku Shiba was greatly surprised and said, "Why would the Central 46 Chambers issue such an order?"
"I don't know, the Captain-Commander just had someone from the Riteitai deliver a message to me."
"What a useless man," she rolled her eyes and stomped on Shiraishi's chest.
"Uh," Shiraishi groaned, still not really wanting to move.
What is the Gold Seal Unit?
She asked another question.
Shiraishi truthfully stated, "It was an armed force composed of nobles, previously led by Yushiro, who was killed by Tokinada, oh dear."
The force of the foot suddenly increased.
He immediately cried out in pain.
Kūkaku Shiba snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "Sorry, I was shocked by that news and didn't control my strength. Are you alright?"
"Good."
Shiraishi recovered from the pain quickly and asked, "Do you know Yushiro?"
"Yes, his older sister Yoruichi Shihōin my best friend. I've met her before when I read the book. I remember her as a very shy little boy who always liked to follow behind his sister."
Recalling the past, Kūkaku Shiba sighed, "It seems the burden of being the head of the Shihoin Clan is still too heavy for him."
Life is unpredictable.
Shiraishi sighed as well. The original story hadn't even begun, and two characters who were supposed to appear had already made their exits.
"Then I shall make a long-awaited trip to Seireitei."
Kūkaku Shiba gazed into the distance, his expression filled with nostalgia.
Shiraishi stood up and asked, "Would you like to attend Yushiro's funeral?"
"Yes, that's one reason."
She answered casually, bending down to pick up her clothes that had fallen beside the stone, "I also want to be the commander-in-chief of the Gold Seal Unit."
Shiraishi asked with a look of surprise, "Why would you be interested in that position?"
As she dressed, she said, "I have no liking for Shinigami. The Gold Seal Unit isn't under Shinigami's jurisdiction, is it?"
"Yes, theoretically they are on equal footing, belonging only to the Golden Seal Noble Conference."
"That's fine then."
Kūkaku Shiba finished dressing, her mind still preoccupied with her uncle Isshin Shiba, who had suddenly disappeared.
There was simply no opportunity or power to investigate.
Now that she had this opportunity to investigate, she naturally wouldn't refuse and would do it for the time being.
Once we find my uncle's whereabouts and confirm his fate, we will decide whether or not to continue serving as commander-in-chief.
Shiraishi scratched his head, a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and asked, "You're not planning to do anything dangerous, are you?"
She glanced at him sideways and teased, "Are you afraid I'll harm the Seireitei?"
Shiraishi frowned and said, "I'm worried about your safety. How can Seireitei compare to you?"
"Hehe, not a bad answer."
Kūkaku Shiba gave him a look that said, "You're smart to know what's good for you."