In an instant, the air in the entire Seireitei became extremely heavy and stuffy, and a breeze that had been sneaking in through the cracks in the window was scattered by Shiraishi's hand.
He looked towards the direction of the Shin'ō District. Oda Nobunaga's Reiatsu disappeared, and even more Reiatsu erupted. Where did these powerful figures come from?
A question flashed through his mind, but he suppressed it. No matter what happened, the Gotei 13 was capable of handling it; it would just take some time.
He needs to seize the opportunity to get a meal first, as running away on an empty stomach is really unpleasant.
" Kūkaku, let's go." Shiraishi called out, intending to crouch down and carry the person on his back.
Kūkaku Shiba doesn't play by the rules. She dribbles the ball and charges at him, leaping high into the air, wrapping her arms around his neck, and crossing her bare legs around his waist.
Shiraishi took two steps forward to ease the ball's momentum, saying, "Don't jump so hard."
Kūkaku Shiba chuckled and said, "That's what you say, but you actually feel pretty good about it, right? Otherwise, what's that bumping against my calf?"
You lecherous bastard.
"It's all your fault."
Shiraishi muttered something, then stopped talking about it, opened the door, leaped from the front of the building into the square, and started running under the scorching sun.
Soon, he lost all interest in how soft and smooth the Kūkaku on his back was, and his Spiritual Sense sent a lot of information back to his mind.
He wanted to find the place he wanted to go from this information.
When it comes to eating, you definitely can't go to places with few people; you have to go to places with lots of people.
The residents and shops of Seireitei are generally located around the barracks of each division, partly for protection and partly because the soldiers need daily expenses to relieve stress.
Previously, Shiraishi dared not approach because the captains of each squad were stationed there to oversee things.
Now, with so much Reiatsu at the Captain-level erupting from the Shin'ō District, even someone as strong as Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto couldn't possibly take on six at once.
The other captains will definitely come to their aid.
That's the loophole he can exploit.
Shiraishi sped along, avoiding the 11th Division members who were still searching for someone, and arrived at an area with a high density of Reiatsu.
"Go over there and take a look. Be alert, everyone. These are critical times. Don't let outsiders sneak into the noble street and disturb the nobles inside. That would be a serious offense for us."
A high- Seated Officer from the 6th Division was shouting orders, directing his men to patrol.
They ran to their patrol area.
Shiraishi peeked out from a building and glanced towards the entrance.
The entrance to the noble street was heavily guarded and surrounded by high walls, making it seem like a country within a country.
Are there Reishi traps on the wall? He fell into deep thought.
Kūkaku Shiba had never lived in the noble district, yet she knew it very well, understanding that the entire noble district was covered by the Kidō's barrier.
Even a captain as strong as him wouldn't be able to come and go from here at will.
Therefore, a restless person secretly built a secret passage many years ago for easy access.
Coincidentally, that person was her good friend.
"I know a secret passage. When my friend was still alive, he often sneaked out through that passage to play. Run in this direction."
"Okay." Shiraishi ran in the direction she pointed.
"Stop, right here."
Kūkaku Shiba jumped off his back, skillfully climbed through the window into the room in front of him, moved the only vase, and lifted the floorboards underneath, revealing a circular handle.
She reached out and pulled.
Click.
The ground in the center of the room sank and narrowed to both sides, revealing a dimly lit passageway.
Kūkaku Shiba released the handle, covered the floor, put the vase back in its place, and urged, "Let's go, the secret passage entrance will automatically close in one minute."
Shiraishi followed her and asked, "Who dug this up?"
"You wouldn't know her even if I told you. Her name is Yoruichi Shihōin, the former Second Division Captain and Sōji of the Stealth Force."
Kūkaku Shiba casually introduced the excavator of the secret passage, flipping his palm and abandoning the incantation, he said, " Hadō #31: Shakkahō."
Due to her current Spiritual Power, a Shakkahō the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in her palm. It had little destructive power, but it was barely enough for illumination.
After walking along the secret passage for a while, Kūkaku Shiba reached the exit, waved to disperse the Shakkahō, and then pushed open the stone door.
Outside the secret passage was a courtyard, with the exit disguised as an artificial hill, surrounded by a small pond.
There was no one nearby; the nearest Reiatsu was thirty or forty meters away.
Shiraishi casually closed the secret passage door and asked, "Where should we go?"
Kūkaku Shiba scratched his head and recalled, "I remember Yoruichi saying that the exit of the secret passage is located in a well-known restaurant, I think the name is Flower Red. Let's find the kitchen."
"Let me see." Shiraishi searched the area; the most concentrated Reiatsu was in the east. "Follow me."
There weren't many customers at Flower Red; nobles valued elegance and generally wouldn't make it as bustling as a vegetable market.
They sought a quiet and spacious private space, along with well-educated servants.
This resulted in the shops on the aristocratic street looking almost identical.
Shiraishi and Kūkaku Shiba crossed most of the Flower Red, but they didn't see many people. It was only when they got close to the kitchen that they could hear people talking inside.
Upon arriving at this point, Shiraishi made no attempt to conceal his presence. He strode into the kitchen through the main entrance, drew his sword, and declared, "From this moment on, this kitchen is under my control. If you don't want to die, you'd better obey my orders."
Ōshita Gen'ichirō with a large head and thick neck. He roared, "Who are you? I've always been the one in charge of Flower Red's kitchen!"
He ignored Shiraishi's knife.
This is the aristocratic street.
Protected by the 6th Division, the main families of the Four Great Noble Clans reside here, and it is surrounded by many high-ranking nobles. The security is excellent, with no petty theft or robbery even on ordinary days.
Shiraishi swung his sword.
Ōki Gen'ichirō felt a slight itch on his cheek, touched it, and found it sticky and stinging. He glanced at his palm, "Blood, blood, you, no, brother, please give me your orders."
That slash was so fast he couldn't even see it. If it had been aimed at his neck, his head would have been severed.
"You'd better cook for me. If you dawdle, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'm the most wanted criminal in Seireitei the Unforgiven Shiraishi!"
He invoked his infamous reputation to intimidate these people, then turned to them and said, " Kūkaku, pick out some clothes to change into."
Kūkaku Shiba glanced at the two female employees in the kitchen, shook her head, and said, "Forget it, not all women are as open as I am."
Shiraishi shrugged and said, "I don't intend for you to wear their clothes. You can wear men's clothes; they have loincloths to cover up."
"No, just by looking at them, you can tell they smell of sweat."
Kūkaku Shiba said with a look of disgust, "If you want to wear it, then go ahead and wear it."
Shiraishi said speechlessly, "I'm not as naked as you."
Kūkaku Shiba, hands on her hips, said, "Give me your clothes, then you can wear theirs."
This reason was too compelling. Shiraishi's eyes widened, and he declined, saying, "No, I'm sweating even more."
Kūkaku Shiba smiled and said, "It's alright, I don't mind."