The Swordsman in Shinigami the Unforgiven, Chapter Seventeen: Renji Abarai's Jealousy Overturned the Hazy Night, His Restless Heart.
The warm stockings no longer kept me warm; the cold air from outside rushed in, only to be burned by the heat of my palms.
Isane Kotetsu felt the towel covering her face evaporate.
All these years have passed, but her feelings haven't changed much.
Retsu Unohana protected her so well that her work during the Honkai Era was no different from that of the Seireitei.
As a result, she still harbored that hazy feeling for Shiraishi; no, it was even because of Shiraishi's departure and Captain Unohana's discussion that that feeling became less hazy.
"No, Captain Shiraishi, you still have to go to Silbern. We can't waste too much energy."
Isane Kotetsu tried to stop her, but her tone was weak and feeble, as if she would agree with the slightest pressure.
This further stirred up the thoughts in Shiraishi's mind.
For so many years, he did nothing, and he always felt a deep emptiness in his heart, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, with coldness enveloping his limbs.
He longed for warmth to fill the emptiness and coldness in his heart.
" Isane, I'm sorry, I know this will cause you trouble, but I still can't suppress my true feelings. I like you."
From the first moment I saw you, no, even before that, my soul was already stained with your essence.
Instead of being forceful, Shiraishi gently lowered her defenses and said tenderly, "Can you sleep with me?"
Don't worry, I won't force you to do anything, we can just cuddle and sleep together.
"You're being way too blunt..." Isane Kotetsu replied softly, her face flushed. "You can only sleep, nothing else."
"Yeah, if you move around, I'll be a puppy. Don't wear so many clothes; who sleeps in a down jacket?"
After making his Shiraishi promise, Shiraishi couldn't wait to help him take off his clothes, unzipped the down jacket, and tossed the warm down jacket onto the table.
Inside was a puffy, pure white sweater; if it lay flat on her stomach, it would look like the Great Wall of China.
He took off another layer, revealing a thin sweater underneath. "Just how cold are you?" he asked.
Despite his complaints, he still continued to peel off the sweater.
"Wait." Isane Kotetsu stopped her a step too late, the cold air blowing directly onto her abdomen.
Her top was completely gone.
The skirt was also thrown on the table, but the tattered stockings were still on her legs.
A thick blanket was immediately pulled down, plunging the person into absolute darkness—cold yet warm.
Shiraishi hugged her from behind; with no clothes to obstruct them, the temperature under the blanket continued to rise.
Isane Kotetsu's ears turned red.
Just like bamboo shoots inevitably sprout from the earth after rain, it's a natural reaction.
Oh no, her mind was a complete mess. She decided to give up and force herself to sleep. As long as she was asleep, she could pretend she didn't know anything that happened.
The night was quiet, the breathing inside the room was heavy, accompanied by a slight creaking sound, and the bed was shaking gently.
At the foot of Mount Taiping.
Stone lanterns stood on both sides, Renji Abarai stood guard at the crossroads. Even after many years, he still obediently carried out Captain Shiraishi's orders.
He has never lost his identity as the vice-captain of the Thirteenth Division.
Since we've been ordered to guard the outside, we must not allow anyone unrelated to disturb us.
As he was thinking, a light appeared in the darkness in the distance. It wasn't an ordinary lamp; it looked like a huge monster with seven or eight glowing eyes.
What is this thing?
Renji Abarai stood up warily, unaware of the Hollow's Reiatsu. His eyes narrowed slightly as a figure darted out.
Dressed in Shihakushō and carrying a large, bandaged sword on his back, he charged straight up the steps without a word.
Renji Abarai felt underestimated, so he Shunpo to block his way. He drew his Zanpakuto from his waist, and unlike normal people, he swung it by raising his right hand high and bending it backward.
This gesture looks more like cracking a whip than wielding a knife.
Feeling puzzled, Ichigo Kurosaki reached behind him and grasped the hilt of Zangetsu, wielding the sword with both hands as he brought it down in a slash.
Bang!
Their Reiatsu clashed in the darkness, blades pressed tightly together, and a gust of wind swept up the dust on the steps.
Who are you?
Renji Abarai asked a question, his eyes sweeping over the other person to confirm that they were not Shinigami, Shihakushō did not have the siren of any of the divisions.
Probably a new generation of Shinigami.
To snatch or pick up Asauchi from the clutches of Shinigami.
" Ichigo Kurosaki, who are you?"
He countered with a question.
"My Renji Abarai! Lieutenant of the Thirteenth Division. Kid, I don't know where you got your Zanpakuto, but you dare to trespass here. I'll teach you what the consequences will be!"
Renji Abarai's Reiatsu suddenly increased, and a surge of power flowed from the blade to Zangetsu.
Ichigo Kurosaki was forced to retreat more than ten meters, crashing into a black bamboo and snapping it in two.
Cluck cluck, bang bang, woo woo~
The illuminated "monster" approached. Renji Abarai glanced at it, his eyes widening in surprise. He exclaimed, "This guy is so cool!"
The metal turrets and houses, the spinning gears, and the cyberpunk aesthetic all struck a chord with Renji Abarai's taste.
" Renji- nii!"
A tall figure leaped down from above.
" Renji."
Renji Abarai brushed aside Rin Kunieda who was leaning in, looked at the girl standing on the turret, and said with a face full of surprise, " Rukia, it's been a long time."
Rukia jumped down, slapped his arm, and said with equal joy, "It's so good that you're alive."
"Haha, how could I die so easily?"
Renji Abarai smiled broadly, his mood becoming extremely pleasant.
" Rukia, do you know this guy?"
Ichigo Kurosaki stepped forward.
Rukia turned her head and said, " Ichigo, he and I have known each other since we were little. His name Renji Abarai."
Waaah!
The sound of steam billowing from the three chimneys represents Renji Abarai.
" Rukia, we can talk about our business later. Before that, I need to teach this rude guy a lesson."
His face was grim.
My beloved goddess, whom I haven't seen for years, now has a blond guy by her side, and they call each other so affectionately.
Coupled with his previous negative impression of Ichigo Kurosaki's unauthorized trespassing, Renji Abarai simply couldn't tolerate it and had to teach him a lesson.
"Wait, Renji, Ichigo isn't a bad person."
" Rukia, you don't need to worry about this. This is between him and me."
Ichigo Kurosaki interrupted Rukia's pleas, saying that he wanted to become stronger, and that fighting with others was unavoidable for him.
Chad too amazing; with Rukia, the battles just don't feel the same.
Needless to say, Mr. Shiraishi is so different from heaven and earth that even if he were to play it safe, he wouldn't give people a sense of being able to overcome him.
The Red-Hair man in front of me was different.
Since the other party has taken the initiative to provoke him, he has no reason to run away from this fight.
"Let's go to that open space and settle this once and for all!"
The battle on the mountain continues, and the battle below will soon begin.