The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Regarding the matter of collaborating with Urahara and his team.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto had no connections there, he could only ask Kūkaku Shiba to help relay the message.
Soi Fon is responsible for making the notification.
She left the Shin'ō District and rushed to the District 6, revealed her identity, and entered the Noble Street.
The aristocratic street remained bustling at night. Under the lights, the elegant figures of the nobles could be seen, along with a hint of worry on their faces.
The events that occurred during the day clearly had some impact.
Soi Fon glanced at the place briefly before heading straight for the residence of the commander-in-chief of the Gold Seal Unit.
Without disturbing anyone along the way, we arrived directly outside the hall.
The lights shone through the windows of Paper Lake, and laughter rang out from inside.
"Ha ha."
It sounds familiar.
Soi Fon paused for a moment, then suddenly pushed the door open with both hands.
"At that time, I..."
In the brightly lit lobby, two women were drinking around a small table.
The woman speaking had purple hair tied in a ponytail, and her brown skin was as smooth as a peeled tea egg. Underneath, she wore a black bodysuit, with an orange short-sleeved shirt over it.
Soi Fon couldn't forget who this woman was, and Tong Kong exclaimed, his eyes wide, " Yoruichi Shihōin!"
" Soi Fon ~"
The woman turned her head, seemingly unaware of the distance in her tone, her face beaming with a happy smile, her golden eyes still shining brightly.
He naturally stood up, moved closer, and extended his hand.
For a fleeting moment, Soi Fon wavered, wanting to return to the past, but her gaze quickly cleared, and she slapped the hand away, saying, " Yoruichi, you are no longer the Sōji of the Stealth Force; I am."
After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips, raised her head slightly, like a sharp hedgehog, and said, "Remember, the difference in status between you and me."
Yoruichi Shihōin's eyes held a hint of doting affection, like looking at his sulking younger sister. "Alright, Sōji Soi Fon is here. Would you like a drink?"
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"No, if you were here, I would have said it directly."
Soi Fon adopted a businesslike attitude, saying, " Captain-Commander Yamamoto wants to cooperate with you in dealing with Aizen. Go back and ask Urahara for his opinion."
If possible, we will lift the restrictions on his access to Soul Society.
"Is that so? I'll pass it on to Kisuke, Soi Fon."
Yoruichi Shihōin wanted to explain what happened back then.
Soi Fon turned around and said, "Please call me Sōji, or Second Division Captain. Don't be so familiar with me, Yoruichi."
She vanished in Shunpo.
Kūkaku Shiba, carrying a bottle of sake, stumbled forward and said drunkenly, "You two had a fight? Do you need my help?"
"Need not."
Yoruichi Shihōin shook his head, a smile appearing on his face, and said, "Let's continue drinking. We should catch up properly tonight."
"Alright, let's drink until we're drunk!"
Kūkaku Shiba yelled and hooked his arm around her shoulder.
Reuniting with old friends and hearing that loved ones are still alive is truly a joyous occasion worthy of celebration.
Whew.
The wind whistled in her ears as Soi Fon rushed out of the aristocratic district and headed straight for the Tenth Division District.
Clusters of houses swept past beneath our feet.
She ran as fast as she could, trying to use her fastest Shunpo to shake off her past, but she was still caught up by it.
Memories keep swirling around me.
Soi Fon stepped onto the window frame, leaped into the room, casually tossed her cloth shoes under the window, and kicked downwards with her bare feet, which were clasped together.
Shiraishi, who was fast asleep, was startled awake. Seeing the foot flying towards him, he quickly rolled over, wrapped himself in the blanket, and got out of bed.
Smack
The bed frame was pierced through.
The bed sheet underneath sank deep into his skin.
Shiraishi stared in disbelief and said, " Soi Fon, let me explain!"
"I won't listen! You bastard, you had the guts to leave Seireitei without a word! What are you doing back here?"
Soi Fon roared angrily.
It's less about cursing Shiraishi and more about using his image to curse someone else, "Now that things have come to this, what good is it for you to come back? Can that past be erased?"
I'm telling you, I hate you! Don't even think about controlling me anymore!
Shiraishi was stunned by the scolding. He'd only been gone a few days; was it really that serious?
He huddled under the covers, shivering, and said, " Soi Fon."
"I told you to shut up! I don't want to hear your nonsense right now!"
Soi Fon angrily pulled out her foot, her fair, jade-like toe stomping on the edge of the bed with such force that it snapped the bed frame in two. "I'm going to kill you!"
Shiraishi swallowed hard, finally giving up on explaining. Grabbing the blanket, she lunged forward, " Soi Fon, I'm sorry, I was really wrong this time. I shouldn't have left without a word. Please forgive me, okay?"
The quilt fell on his back, covering the two of them and creating a dark area.
"You think I'd believe your nonsense? Get out of my way, I'm going to kill you!"
Soi Fon punched and kicked, completely refusing to listen to any explanation.
Unfortunately, the force of the blow wasn't very strong.
The hammer made Shiraishi's heart itch with desire.
Given the darkness created by the quilt, he simply shut up that chattering little mouth.
It wasn't as hard as words; it was as soft as a marshmallow.
"Get out of my way! I'm not here to do that kind of thing with you. I'm going to kill you."
Soi Fon's expression turned angry as soon as she got a chance to speak.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for giving you bad memories. I will make it up to you tenfold, a hundredfold, with happiness to make up for this hurt."
Hearing sincere and passionate words, the anger that had been building up in her chest eased somewhat, and she paused in her pounding motion.
Based on his extensive past experience, Shiraishi began to grope in the dark.
Mountains may crumble, rivers may flow endlessly.
Soi Fon cried again.
Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, and she covered her mouth tightly with her hand, trying to suppress the shameful sound she was about to make.
The intention was clearly to suppress, but under the increasingly violent power, that idea became laughable. Like a lone boat on a stormy sea, how could it possibly control its course?
Soon, she lost control of herself, and her cries echoed freely throughout the room.
She stopped again and bit the culprit hard.
It's all that bastard's fault.
All he does is bully her all day.
Soi Fon seemed to have found a new way to vent her anger, biting incessantly in different places with her little mouth, leaving behind a trail of teeth marks.
However, the storm will eventually pass, and the river will eventually dry up.
The moment the visitor arrived, she immediately slammed the door shut, announcing that the room was full, "If you don't stop, I'll bite you to death."
Shiraishi, still wanting more, said, "Only four times. Okay, let's just sleep quietly like this."
"Dream on."
Soi Fon rolled over, crawled out of the quilt, wiped her body clean with a cloth, found her clothes and put them on, then put on the Captain's Haori.
Shiraishi lay on the ground and said, "It's so late, why are you going back? Let's sleep here together."
I promise I won't lay a hand on them.
"You're being too verbose. If you do this, our relationship will be exposed."
Soi Fon retorted, then put her clothes back on, regaining her composure, and said, "I don't want people to mistakenly think we're dating."
Shiraishi sat up and said, "What do you mean by 'mistakenly believing'? We are dating."
"Idiot, you idiot."
After getting a beating, Soi Fon, she said, "I never agreed to date you. It's just for fun. Humph, I'll play around again when I'm in a better mood."
Having said that, she vanished in a Shunpo.
Shiraishi, exasperated by her stubbornness, rolled up the blanket and fell asleep in the lingering warmth.