The Unforgiven from Shinigami
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Most of the members of the Gold Seal Unit are young nobles, or lower-ranking nobles who serve the upper-ranking nobles and the Shihoin Clan.
They showed little obedience to the Shiba Clan, which had just regained its status as a great noble family.
Provoked by Kūkaku Shiba, even those who had previously paid little attention were drawn to him.
She was still wearing that white cheongsam that easily stirred up fantasies. The autumn breeze gently brushed against her right thigh, and the slit reached her waist, making it clear that there was no such thing as underwear underneath.
The mountains, shrouded in that layer of white cloth, revealed their majestic grandeur.
These nobles weren't inexperienced with women, but they had never been with a woman as fiery and assertive as her.
Women who are willing to work in that line of work are mostly gentle and tender.
"Since you put it that way, don't blame us for ganging up on you."
The person speaking thought to themselves, "No matter how powerful you are, with so many people and so many hands, they'll eventually tear that cheongsam off."
Without clothes to cover them, wouldn't women be at their mercy?
"Bring it on."
Kūkaku Shiba beckoned with his finger.
The nobles all used their Shunpo to step forward, wanting to teach this arrogant woman a lesson.
In an instant, the courtyard erupted in a series of loud Kūkaku Shiba multiplied into a hundred, punching and kicking.
In just one breath.
All the nobles in the courtyard were knocked to the ground.
"You bunch of idiots."
Kūkaku Shiba rolled her eyes. She dared to say that because she was confident. "Who else?"
No one said a word.
The pain in their head or abdomen reminded them that this woman was no ordinary tough woman.
She placed one foot on the stool, exuding a boss-like aura. "Very good. If there are no objections, you can call me 'Big Sister' from now on, understand?"
"Hey, I can't hear your replies."
"I understand."
Kūkaku Shiba raised an eyebrow and said, "I can't hear what you're saying, speak louder."
"I understand!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
She nodded in satisfaction and asked, " Aura, does the Gold Seal Unit have a special Senkaimon to the World of the Living world?"
Aura Michibane answered truthfully, "We have a Senkaimon, but to use it, we need to submit an application to the Golden Seal Noble Council according to procedure."
"Oh, could you help me draft an application?"
She said, pointing casually to a man covering his head, "Take me to the Senkaimon."
The man exclaimed in astonishment, "Huh? The application hasn't been approved yet."
"So, the process is just an application. I've applied, do I still need their approval?"
Kūkaku Shiba was playing a word game; she wanted to go to the World of the Living before anyone could react and check the situation.
The man hesitated; lower-ranking nobles were accustomed to following the rules.
Kūkaku Shiba glared at him and said, "You dare disobey my orders?"
"Uh, okay." The man nodded and obediently led the way.
Aura Michibane went to write the application to be submitted to the Golden Seal Noble Council.
The Senkaimon of the Gold Seal Unit was merely a standard feature; frankly, from top to bottom, no one thought anyone would know how to use it.
But we can't do without it.
It is, after all, an organization that is nominally on par with the Gotei 13, the Kidō Corps, Stealth Force.
Some of them Senkaimon; the Gold Seal Unit must have them.
Kūkaku Shiba followed the man to the depths of the mansion, where a Senkaimon stood in a courtyard surrounded by bamboo groves.
Two members of the Kidō Corps were idly playing cards when they saw someone approaching, and hurriedly put their cards away.
One of them stood up and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I am Kūkaku Shiba, the newly appointed commander-in-chief of the Gold Seal Unit. I am heading to Karakura Town."
Kūkaku Shiba revealed the location where his uncle had disappeared, giving them no time to ask further questions, and urged, "Open the door quickly."
"Oh." The two of them didn't suspect anything, assuming it was some kind of mission.
The standard procedure requires checking the application form, but the actual process is different.
This is the commander-in-chief, not just an ordinary errand boy.
The two opened the Senkaimon and secured the barrier between the Dangai to ensure safe passage.
"You stay."
Kūkaku Shiba didn't intend to bring a burden along, so she Shunpo to enter the space and rushed Senkaimon.
Something was imprinted on my chest, and I felt unable to unleash my Reiatsu.
"So this is the Limitation Seal that Big Brother was talking about?"
She mumbled something, not paying any attention, her feet on the rooftop of the high-rise building, her gaze sweeping across the scene.
It is now night in the World of the Living.
The moon, half-hidden behind dark clouds, casts its bright light downwards, but the ground is not illuminated by this moonlight; instead, it is lit by the cool glow of streetlights or the dazzling colors of neon lights.
Unlike the architectural style of Soul Society, this city in the World of the Living, made of reinforced concrete, has a unique charm.
She looked around in amazement, having thought the World of the Living was similar to Rukongai, but it turned out to be completely different.
Some buildings look so tall that it's hard to imagine how ordinary humans without Spiritual Power could build such magnificent structures.
She was secretly amazed and decided to go back and tell Shiraishi about her experiences in the World of the Living, which would definitely give him a shock.
The idea flashed through her mind, and she calmed her restless heart, wondering where to begin her search.
So much time has passed.
If there had been anything unusual, the Gotei 13 would have noticed it long ago.
She came simply to see if any clues, unique to the Shiba Clan, had been left at the scene.
For example, some special symbols.
"Let's search everything."
Kūkaku Shiba isn't one to fuss over details. If she can't figure out where to start, she'll resort to a silly method: searching every corner of Karakura Town.
She Shunpo through Karakura Town at night, not even sparing the dark alleyways filled with trash cans, and casually knocked out more than a dozen people who wanted to do evil.
The World of the Living public security situation is probably similar to that of the later areas of Rukongai —very poor.
On many walls, there was a poster, some praising the Father, others writing "bullshit," the details of which were completely illegible.
That face was either torn off or stabbed to pieces.
She was very curious; what kind of person was this who was both praised and hated?
Unfortunately, I couldn't find a single complete poster.
No trace of his uncle could be found.
Kūkaku Shiba was quite disappointed.
Was it that my uncle didn't have time to stay, or that he didn't want to stay?
She thought for Shunpo appeared under a sky bridge, inscribed a message, and turned back to the Senkaimon.
Aura Michibane stepped out, his face indifferent, and said, "The elders of the Golden Seal Noble Council demand that you return to Soul Society immediately and explain to them in person the reasons for this operation."
"I see."
Kūkaku Shiba replied nonchalantly, "Old men just love to meddle, don't you think?"
Aura Michibane shook his head and said, "I cannot answer that question."
"Tch." Kūkaku Shiba said, returning to Soul Society.
Soon after, a black cat strolled across the moonlit lawn and headed towards the foot of the overpass.