The Unforgiven from Shinigami
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September 16th has arrived in the blink of an eye.
Soi Fon got nothing.
Ultimately, the area behind it has changed drastically; places that were previously marked as inhabited have become uninhabited.
In areas unmarked within the Seireitei, fortress-like buildings were instead found.
The exterior is semi-circular, constructed of thick wood, covering the ceiling, with only two doors for entry and exit.
It was clearly a fortress built by people for self-defense.
If they were attacked, they would surely die; if they didn't, they would survive intact, which would offer some solace, but would greatly increase the difficulty for Soi Fon to gather information.
She tried to sneak in through a hole, but was discovered by the people inside, mainly because the space inside the fortress wasn't very large.
No matter where the breach was, it couldn't be hidden from the residents living inside.
As soon as a problem was discovered, everyone's discussion revolved around the breach that had appeared in the fortress.
She received none of the news she wanted to hear.
So much so that she would only sneak inside after the people inside came out, eavesdropping on various conversations, which often took three to four hours, to make sure that there was no information she wanted inside.
It's too inefficient.
"How about we break them down one by one, capture the elders, and torture them to extract information?"
The firewood burned brightly, Soi Fon sat beside it, gently blowing on a sweet potato in her hands, and began to discuss with them a faster way to find Urahara and the others.
"No."
Sajin Komamura immediately shook his head, his eyes filled with determination, and said, "It was originally our fault that forced the residents of Rukongai to seek safety in those cramped buildings. Now you want to torture them?"
This is definitely not the way of the righteous path.
"Tsk." Soi Fon was displeased. Her cat-like eyes shifted to Shiraishi beside her, and she asked, "And you? You're the supreme commander on this operation, don't you have any objections at all?"
We've already wasted three days. If this drags on any longer, who knows what Urahara and his men will do.
"I understand how you feel, but interrogating someone like that isn't really appropriate. Let's take it slow."
Shiraishi supported the idea of Sajin Komamura.
Two to one.
Soi Fon's small face darkened, and even the roasted sweet potato in her mouth lost its flavor. She felt like everyone else was holding her back, and she was the only one trying her best to complete the task.
Seeing that her expression was off, Shiraishi exchanged a glance with Sajin Komamura, and then wisely stood up and said, "This old man will go and take a look around."
"Thank you for your hard work, Captain Komamura."
Shiraishi watched him leave, then got up and sat down next to Soi Fon.
She didn't say a word and silently moved her seat.
" Soi Fon, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry. It's because you're all so upright, and I'm the only one who's heretical."
Soi Fon retorted, her small lips pursed, clearly indicating that she was angry.
Shiraishi said with a serious expression, "Who dares to say you're a heretic? I'll beat them to a pulp right now."
"Hehe, don't act like we're old friends."
Soi Fon sneered, peeled back the sweet potato skin, and took a bite.
Shiraishi deliberately leaned against her small shoulder and said with a smile, "How could we kiss so many times if we're not familiar with each other?"
Soi Fon swallowed the sweet potato and asked, "Do you know my real name?"
"..."
Shiraishi knew, of course, but couldn't bring himself to say it, because that would require explaining how he knew, "What is your real name?"
I won't tell you.
Soi Fon lowered her head and nibbled on a sweet potato.
Don't be so stingy~ I've already told you my real name.
Shiraishi used a coquettish approach to press her questions, constantly bumping her small shoulders and swaying back and forth, making it inconvenient for her to eat sweet potatoes.
Soi Fon frowned slightly, pulled back a little with disdain, and said, " Fon Shaoling, that's my real name. Soi Fon was a code name my grandmother used."
" Fon Shaoling, that sounds better than Soi Fon, why not use your real name?"
"This is a custom of the Fon Clan. To join the Punishment Force, one must use a code name. Those who cannot join the Punishment Force will be expelled and exiled."
Once she started talking, Soi Fon seemed to glimpse the past through the firelight.
With a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, he said, "I am the ninth generation of the Fon Clan, and I have five older brothers."
Two men were killed in the first mission, two in the second, and one in the sixth.
The heavy topic made the atmosphere heavy, and Shiraishi's smile disappeared. He gently put his arm around her petite shoulder.
Soi Fon glanced at the hand on her shoulder and scoffed, "Don't get me wrong, I'm saddened by their deaths, but even more ashamed. They were too incompetent, which is why they sacrificed themselves on the mission."
"To clear the Fon Clan's name, I diligently cultivated my skills, and in my seventh year with the Punishment Force, I became Patrol Corps directly under the Commander-in-Chief."
The firelight flickered in her eyes. Soi Fon still remembered how she felt when she went to report for duty that day. She was so nervous that she didn't dare to show any emotion on her face.
She knelt far away outside the door.
Cicadas were chirping in the trees. The sky was cloudless. Yoruichi leaned casually against his seat, his flippant tone stirring her heart.
After that, she fought alongside Yoruichi, assassinating her fellow countrymen who violated the law and killing Hollows.
In battle after battle, she showed no fear, always secretly vowing in her heart, "I will die for her."
That belief crumbled on that day, so suddenly, without a single word of farewell.
That person disappeared from her world.
The following day, Central 46 Chambers announced charges against Kisuke Urahara escape after being expelled, and for disappearing out of fear of being exposed.
The monarch she revered as a god betrayed her completely.
Looking back now, it was probably just wishful thinking on my part. I placed my hopes on that person without realizing that he might not actually value her.
This is arrogance.
Soi Fon swallowed the last bite of sweet potato, her thoughts briefly returning to her senses. She noticed a hand on her shoulder, seemingly out of nowhere, resting on her chest, and almost instinctively yelled, "What are you doing?"
A blow to Shiraishi's face landed hard on his elbow.
Shiraishi dramatically leaned back, protesting, "I just wanted to warm your cold heart."
You pervert!
Soi Fon, her face flushed, shouted, stood up, and glared angrily, "All you do is take advantage of me, yet you don't even say a single word!"
"Hmph." She turned away, not continuing, because that would make it seem like she was forcing the other person to say it.
That's a pointless act.
Shiraishi rubbed his nose, puzzled. What?
Before he could figure it out, Sajin Komamura Shunpo and said in a deep voice, " Captain Shiraishi, Captain Soi Fon, I just killed a Hollow and learned from the person I rescued that there will be a market in the District 58 tomorrow."
It's said that many people will be attending; we should be able to get some information from them.
"Street market?"
Soi Fon frowned, her expression growing even colder. This wasn't an activity that a rough-around -Rukongai could come up with; it had a nobleman behind it—no, or rather, a nobleman's retainer.
Given the chaotic state of Rukongai, it's understandable that some retainers would want to break away from the nobility's control.
"Let's go take a look."