The Shinigami in the Unforgiven, Chapter 316 (Free Compensation for This Chapter)
A person slipped through the open window in Shunpo.
Soi Fon looked up from her daily duties and saw the Riteitai member kneeling on one knee. Her expression was serious as she asked, "Is there something you need?"
" Captain Soi Fon, Captain-Commander Yamamoto has issued a special wartime order, transferring all administrative duties of the squads to the Central 46 Chambers. Each squad only needs to focus on combat training and prepare for the war against Aizen."
The Riteitai relayed the order.
"I understand, you may leave."
Soi Fon nodded. She was already tired of the daily routine, and this order suited her perfectly.
She wanted to train, refine her newly developed moves, and enhance her own strength.
"Yes." The Riteitai members vanished in Shunpo.
She shouted outwards, " Ōmaeda!"
"They've arrived."
The door opened, and a tall, burly man barged in, carrying a bag of potato chips. " Captain Soi Fon," he said, "What can I do for you?"
" The Captain-Commander has ordered all teams to cease clerical work. The Central 46 Chambers will take over. You will lead your team and focus on training and preparing for battle."
Soi Fon stood up. "I'm going to train alone."
"Well, okay." Marechiyo Ōmaeda looked utterly helpless, regarding things like training and working hard.
He hates it the most; if he had any ambition, he wouldn't be so fat.
Soi Fon walked outside, Shunpo to leave, and bumped directly into someone's arms.
" Soi Fon ~"
Sunlight streamed onto the veranda roof. The man blocked her path, grabbed her in a hug, and grinned, "Hehe, got you!"
What are you doing?
Soi Fon quickly broke free, maintaining her aloof demeanor with her small face, and turned her head to say, "Hey, you don't need to follow me anymore, you can all leave."
Several Patrol Corps who had been following her stopped advancing and obeyed her orders, disbanding on the spot.
She turned around, her face showing anger, and said, "You almost got me killed."
"I was just eager to see you. Now that the mission is complete, I've got a house and I'd like to show it to you."
Shiraishi had a wide, grinning expression on his face.
Visiting the new home?
Soi Fon didn't believe it was such a simple matter, her big eyes filled with suspicion as she asked, "Is it really just a visit to the new house?"
"Don't overthink it. Think it over carefully. Can you refuse me now?"
Shiraishi didn't give a direct command, but conveyed a meaning through vague language.
If it's discovered later, she can always claim that the whole thing was just her imagination.
I never said I would use the privileges of the Captains' Meeting.
Soi Fon blushed slightly, remembering her promise from yesterday, which she couldn't go back on today. "Don't waste too much time, I need to cultivate later."
"What are you thinking with that little head of yours? I'm just inviting you to dinner."
Shiraishi looked serious, touched his stomach, and sighed, "I'm still hungry."
"Oh," Soi Fon said, feeling a little disappointed, then glared at him and said, "You should have said so earlier. Let's go then."
Shiraishi led her back to his mansion in the Shin'ō District.
The mansion is of a decent size, with a courtyard and a small bamboo grove. Due to the autumn season, some of the bamboo leaves have turned yellow and fallen to the ground in the wind.
There are three private rooms, as well as a living room, bathroom, and kitchen.
Shiraishi landed, reached out and took Soi Fon's hand, and walked towards the bathroom.
Didn't you say you wanted to eat?
Her expression tensed; the hall shouldn't be there.
"Taking a shower before eating is perfectly normal."
Shiraishi, give a reason.
Soi Fon asked, half-believing, "You're not lying to me, are you?"
Why would I lie to you? Go inside now.
Shiraishi pushed her inside and said, "What are you still standing there for?"
"Get out of here!"
"Given our relationship, what's wrong with taking a shower together?"
Shiraishi closed the door behind him, showing no intention of leaving.
Soi Fon had an expression that said, "I knew it would happen," and slowly began to undress, her face flushed.
Shiraishi turned on the water, adjusted the temperature to just right, and then picked up a cloth to rub Soi Fon's back.
She looks so small.
Shiraishi hummed a song, enjoying watching her blushing, shy appearance. She lacked her usual aloofness or pride, like a hedgehog turning over, revealing only her belly without any sharp quills.
He rubbed his back with great force, turning his fair back red and swollen, like a boiled shrimp.
Repeat three times, making sure to apply everything below the neck, then spray on the fragrance.
"What the hell did you spray?"
Soi Fon covered her nose, feeling like she was about to sneeze.
"Spice, I'm going to eat you today."
Shiraishi put on gloves, picked her up, carried her to the hall, and placed her in a specially made silver dish, her neck secured to the edge to prevent her hair from touching the inside.
Soi Fon stared at the bathtub-like contraption, her face full of questions. "What do you want to do?"
If you're looking to do something, this place is far too cramped; it can't possibly accommodate two people.
Shiraishi opened the lid of the iron bucket and said with a smile, "I've been saying it's time to eat. I've wanted to try making this for a long time, but I never had the chance. Now I can finally do it."
Soi Fon tilted her head, looking at the bucket of meat, vegetables, and thick soup, a bad feeling rising in her mind, "You're not planning to dump all that in here, are you?"
"You guessed right, a true man should live by drinking soup."
"You're a pervert! Aren't you afraid of getting dirty?"
Soi Fon's eyes widened, unable to keep up with this person's thought process because her own ideas weren't twisted enough.
You are cleaner than 99 percent of food right now.
Shiraishi replied casually, adding that he had thoroughly washed it to ensure hygiene, "I'll pour it slowly; it shouldn't be hot."
"Ugh, don't do such disgusting things."
Soi Fon tried to leave, but her neck was locked again.
The thick, brown broth, along with large chunks of meat and vegetables, is poured into this special serving bowl.
It's a little warm, but not scalding hot.
The soup reached her chest level and smelled delicious. She raised her arm, which was covered in soup.
"Just use your feet to hold the meat and vegetables; you don't need to touch the rest. I have chopsticks."
Shiraishi took out a pair of very long chopsticks and picked up her foot. Soup dripped onto the soup, and her toes, which were even more beautiful than her hands, held three pieces of meat, a large piece of cabbage, and a slice of beef stuck to the instep.
He took a bite.
Soi Fon's legs aren't big, and it can open its mouth Kog'Maw to swallow everything in one gulp.
He slurped the meat, vegetables, and soup into his mouth, not forgetting to clean the broth from between his toes.
Soi Fon stared blankly, feeling that it wasn't as bad as she had imagined.
Rather, it was a little bit comfortable.
Blushing, she shoved her foot back into the soup, then lifted it up again. "These are orders, you know. I wouldn't do this if they weren't."
"I didn't order you to."
Shiraishi swallowed the delicious food, opened his mouth and said, "Feed me."
"I just can't do anything with you. Slow down, don't waste food, and drink the soup properly."
Soi Fon instructed him to make sure he returned his right foot to its original position before lifting his left foot to continue feeding.