Shiraishi wasn't like this before.
Having been transported to the Soul Society, three years of language barriers made him realize that he wasn't averse to talking; rather, he had an online platform that allowed him to communicate, which is why he appeared taciturn in reality.
After losing access to the internet, he longed to communicate with people, chat with pretty girls, and boast in front of others, but the language barrier prevented him from doing so.
His accumulated desire to communicate, coupled with the confidence instilled in him by his strength, enabled him to uphold his beliefs, bravely pursue his inner happiness, and become a happy wind man.
This is really...
That's so interesting.
Retsu Unohana's large almond-shaped eyes narrowed into crescent shapes again. The last time she encountered someone with such a flirtatious personality was before.
She really gave him a good beating.
"Without a sincere heart, one cannot go far in kendo. Shiraishi- san, it's a rare opportunity for us to meet. Why don't we soak in the hot springs together? The hot springs here are very beneficial to the body; they can moisturize the skin and relieve fatigue."
"Team!" Isane Kotetsu almost called out her name from the Fourth Division, but after being squinted at by her, she quickly corrected herself, whispering, " Unohana, we didn't bring any towels!"
No bath towel?!
Shiraishi didn't miss the whisper, and exhaled two thick puffs of hot air from his nostrils.
You know, there's no such thing as underwear in Soul Society. Taking off a kimono means you're completely naked underneath. "That's not quite right."
"If you don't want to."
"No, I'm willing!" Shiraishi quickly interrupted, not caring about the consequences. It wasn't him forcing her; it was the other party who invited her.
As a man, how can I back down at a time like this?
However, she truly deserves to be called a woman who has lived for over a thousand years; her open-mindedness is admirable.
Shiraishi was excited; it was his first time bathing in a mixed-gender bath, and he couldn't wait to start taking off his clothes.
Retsu Unohana Isane Kotetsu behind a nearby rock to take off her clothes.
It took a long time, probably because someone was shy and unwilling, and some persuasion was needed.
Shiraishi entered the hot spring, leaned against the blue stone, and silently counted. Hearing footsteps, he quickly turned around, and his beating heart calmed down.
In this situation, breaking through would be quite difficult.
Key areas, such as the chest and buttocks, have completely disappeared, causing the head, arms, legs, and waist to appear as if they are divided into three sections.
The Twenty-Six Kyokkō of Bakudō can cover objects, making them invisible, similar to an advanced version of a chameleon.
Shiraishi couldn't see the two women's breasts and buttocks at all, yet he could truly see them; that natural scenery was their breasts and buttocks.
Without a strong imagination, it's impossible to reconstruct the scene; just looking at the legs alone...
It's not impossible.
Shiraishi's gaze fell on Isane Kotetsu's legs, which were 1.87 meters tall. They were so long, and with just the right amount of flesh, they didn't look like bamboo poles. Her skin was like milk, like white jade, like a freshly peeled egg.
I'm full.
He clasped his hands together and said respectfully, " Kotetsu, thank you for your hospitality."
"Eh, eh."
Isane Kotetsu screamed, stomping his feet on the ground as he shrank behind his captain, his face flushed red as if he were about to burst into flames.
"It's okay, Kyokkō covered you up well. It's just that Isane's legs are really enviable; they look like works of art every time I see them."
Retsu Unohana wasn't shy at all, and even pinched her leg. Such beautiful legs were completely due to her height, regardless of her looks.
Without a height of 1.87 meters, how could someone have such long legs?
" Unohana." Isane Kotetsu called out, her face flushed. She really couldn't understand why she wanted to bathe with a man.
Outsiders might not know, but how could she not know?
Completely different from being wrapped in a bath towel, the naked body was exposed to the air, and the wind blew through the hair below, making the inside of the thighs a little itchy.
She was afraid that the Kyokkō wouldn't be effective.
"Stop whining, be a good girl and go soak in the hot springs. It's a rare vacation time, don't waste it like that."
Retsu Unohana ignored her protests and led her hand toward the hot spring.
Isane Kotetsu wanted to argue, "This isn't a vacation at all; we're slacking off during work hours."
Ugh, I'm going to get yelled at by Lieutenant Yamada again when I get back.
She inwardly groaned.
As the Third Seat candidate, I was caught between the captain and the vice-captain. The vice-captain was very dissatisfied with my decision to listen to the captain.
The captain was even more dissatisfied after hearing the vice-captain's words.
I'm so tired.
Thinking about all the headaches of going back, Isane Kotetsu stepped into the hot spring, letting the warm water envelop her body. Her worries and anxieties seemed to seep out from her pores.
So comfortable~
She closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Retsu Unohana sat down next to Shiraishi, shoulder to shoulder, leg to leg, and said with a smile, " Shiraishi -san, is the sword at your waist Zanpakuto?"
Shiraishi felt as if her body temperature was melting him.
This was the first time in my life I had chatted with a woman in a hot spring, and at such close range. I felt a wonderful feeling that is hard to describe.
No wonder hot springs have become an indispensable part of anime and film.
Hot springs and a woman's body temperature are a perfect match!
"Yes, I found it from a Shinigami who was killed by a Hollow."
"Judging from its appearance, is your Zanpakuto always in its Shikai state?"
"Hmm, the sword's name Infinity. It doesn't have any particularly powerful abilities; it's just for concealing my Reiatsu."
Shiraishi Shiren was lightheaded, but he still maintained basic rationality. He had to distinguish what should be said and what should not be said, and he must not be misled by women.
He swallowed hard.
Looking at Retsu Unohana's gentle smile and feeling her burning body temperature, he deeply understood what it meant to be unable to resist.
Even knowing that the other party was using a despicable honey trap to extract information, she still couldn't help but reveal the truth.
For example, his current identity is that of a criminal being hunted by the Second Division for the crime of murdering Hasegawa Taizo, the Fifth Seat of the Second Division.
Of course, he emphasized that he did all of that to rid the people of harm.
Where do you plan to go next?
Retsu Unohana didn't care about Hasegawa Taizo's murder, nor did she praise Shiraishi's actions as righteous.
That kind of thing is completely not worth discussing.
The key question is where the future lies.
"Go with the wind," Shiraishi replied coolly, without mentioning that he had settled in the West District Ten.
That would implicate Ichirō Yagyū, Kawakami Saburō, and the gray industry chain behind them.
"If you have nowhere to go, would you like to come with us to West District Twenty-Six?"
Shiraishi asked, looking puzzled, "Where are you going?"
Retsu Unohana laughed and said, "I heard from a colleague that there are Dragon Lantern Fungus in the West District Twenty-Six. They are very rare medicinal herbs. I want to try my luck and see if I can pick some."
Curious about which captain it was, Shiraishi asked, "Was that colleague a man?"
"Yes, he's a very knowledgeable person, and he wears glasses."
The brief answer stirred up a storm in Shiraishi's heart.