Ring ring~ What's all that noise? Shiraishi was fast asleep, unwilling to open his eyes, and reached out to grope around on the bedside table, trying to find the noisy alarm clock.
Snap! His hand didn't reach it; his other little hand pressed the alarm clock, stopping the annoying sound.
"Sleep a little longer."
He didn't open his eyes, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and buried his head in her chest. Perhaps it wasn't very bulging, but you could hear a loud, thumping heartbeat.
"It's already six o'clock, you lazybones!"
Soi Fon wasn't going to let him get away with it. She pinched his waist hard, but because his muscles were too taut, she couldn't pinch him properly and instead punched him. She said irritably, "Let go of me right now!"
Don't lick
Helpless, Shiraishi released his grip, his face full of indignation, and said, "Damn it, I want to change the work hours. Eight hours a day, nine to five, no overtime unless there are special circumstances."
Even so, I'll still get up at six. Unlike you, I still have room for improvement.
Soi Fon did not slacken her training because of the peace.
Aizen is dead, but that doesn't mean the world is at peace; the Wandenreich still exists.
The Quincy are not the kind of honest and obedient allies. They may not attack for a short time, but if this continues for a long time, a conflict will definitely break out.
She must strengthen herself to prepare for an all-out war that could come at any time.
"There's room for advancement."
Shiraishi murmured as he watched her begin to put on her Shihakushō and fasten the belt.
Soi Fon followed his gaze, glanced down, and glared back fiercely, saying, "I'm truly sorry, there's no room for advancement here in my entire life, I can't let you experience the feeling of something bursting through your fingers."
"Don't underestimate yourself. Be confident! You have a great figure—a perky butt, beautiful feet, long thighs, a slim waist, and cherry lips. You have many wonderful qualities."
Shiraishi countered her statement, saying that being small has its advantages; it looks cute, and it's very light when you pick it up, etc.
Soi Fon blushed slightly. Luckily, she had a wide range of interests and wasn't the type who only liked big breasts.
Otherwise, with her body type, she has absolutely no chance.
"Abnormal"
Of course, I still have to say something sarcastic.
"Hehe, actually, if you want to have room for advancement, I have a secret plan. How about you consider getting pregnant? Having a child will definitely make you bigger."
"You wish! I'm not having your child."
Soi Fon refused; the mere thought of herself with a big belly made her feel ashamed.
How could someone who's only 1.5 meters tall with a belly Zhu Bajie the West) be considered good-looking?
"You let a savage woman, or a fierce one, give birth to your child."
As Soi Fon spoke, her hands never stopped moving. She put on the Captain's Haori, tied on the orange obi, and then picked up the comb on the table to comb her messy hair.
Shiraishi rolled over, his face full of helplessness, and said, "Even Kūkaku refuses to give birth, and Retsu, I feel the chances are slim."
"Then there are Isane and Nemu; they're practically completely obedient to you."
Soi Fon put down the comb, not wanting to continue discussing their affairs, and changed the subject, saying, "Don't linger there, we have a lot to do today."
Check the work group chat; Captain Kuchiki has already posted about your issue with the system from yesterday.
"Is that so?"
Shiraishi got up, picked up his phone, unlocked it, and saw that there were indeed quite a few messages.
Byakuya Kuchiki wasn't particularly dissatisfied with the cabinet system, except for one point: the nobility absolutely could not be eliminated.
The Five Great Noble Clans have a history spanning over a million years; they cannot simply disappear, nor can the entire nobility be negated because of the actions of a few isolated nobles.
This chilled the hearts of those nobles who had fought so hard.
After reading through it all, Shiraishi felt that Byakuya Kuchiki's words made some sense.
If all nobles were condemned and discarded as worthless, then captains like Byakuya Kuchiki, who were of noble birth, would find themselves in a very awkward position.
However, allowing nobles to wield real power could easily lead to corruption. The only solution is to increase the difficulty of the assessment, filter out a group of incompetent nobles, and then view nobility simply as an honor rather than a symbol of power.
Everyone who makes a contribution can be granted a noble title, regardless of bloodline.
Shiraishi replied to Byakuya Kuchiki with his thoughts.
Soi Fon, seeing his reply, retorted, "What kind of name did you choose? You Are the Wind, I Am the Sand? Wait, who's the wind?"
She suddenly realized that "you," rather than "you all," meant referring to a specific individual.
There were seven of them. Who was the wind that blew the sand? "Your imagination is too vivid. I just picked the names randomly; they don't have any real meaning."
Shiraishi rolled her eyes, not daring to say she was referring to Soi Fon; if she bragged about it to them, the situation would only get worse.
Soi Fon narrowed her eyes slightly, somewhat disbelievingly asking, "Then why don't you choose to use your real name?"
"I didn't know this thing couldn't be changed."
Shiraishi replied dejectedly.
"Hmph, serves you right. Figure out your own breakfast; I'm not making it for you."
Soi Fon reluctantly believed his reasoning, but out of a desire to punish him, she still refused to make him breakfast.
Thank goodness, Shiraishi almost blurted out that, feigning regret on his face, and said, "Eh, okay."
Soi Fon a Shunpo to leave the bedroom.
Shiraishi got up and started getting dressed. The new Shihakushō wouldn't be ready so quickly. Just yesterday, it was said that Senjumaru Shutara wasn't actually a Senju, so he might not be that eager to get it.
I'll urge them again later.
Ding! Byakuya Kuchiki You Are the Wind, I Am the Sand, "Okay, I'll be strict with the checks."
"OK,"
Shiraishi replied that he wasn't worried about the other party cheating; after all, it was Byakuya Kuchiki.
Wait a minute, this guy seems to have gone through the back door with Jūshirō Ukitake regarding Rukia's matter, and I don't know what kind of deal he made, but he managed to prevent Rukia from becoming Seated Officer.
This suggests that the guy with the sharp eyebrows and bright eyes isn't so honest.
Shiraishi quickly added, "The nobles' interviews require three team captains to set the questions and conduct a joint selection process."
As he spoke, he mentioned Tōshirō Hitsugaya and Renji Abarai.
The reason for tagging them is simply that it can mobilize them.
Both of them had served as his vice-captains; what complaints could they possibly have about working overtime? However, such repeated actions could easily appear as a sign of distrust towards Byakuya Kuchiki.
Ah, no wonder those high-ranking leaders always reply so slowly.
Shiraishi secretly warned himself that he couldn't reply so quickly in the future, and that he should think things through before replying.
However, he created the work group to direct his subordinates' work, so why is he being asked to work overtime instead? It's not time to start work yet.
"Receive"
Renji Abarai honestly replied.
"It's time to get off work now."
Despite his seemingly well-behaved Tōshirō Hitsugaya was anything but polite, still as averse to discussing business outside of work hours.
Shiraishi smiled, imagining the somber expression on that face, Kaidō, "From now on, the working hours will be 9 to 5. We'll start work at 9:00 AM, finish at 12:00 PM, have a break until 2:00 PM, and finish at 5:00 PM."
Overtime is not allowed unless there are special circumstances. These are the new regulations.
After sending the message, he decided to go to the cafeteria for breakfast and then think about the things he needed to do that day.
Needless to say, internal affairs are important, but diplomacy is definitely a top priority. This morning, I need to attend the founding ceremony of the Human Alliance Nation and deliver a speech.
A formal visit was made to the Wandenreich entrenched in Silbern.
Regardless of future actions, for now we must adopt a soft approach, gradually dismantling the Sternritter's internal structure. Winning over more members would be a good thing.
Finally, he visited Hueco Mundo and spoke with the current Hueco Mundo King Nelliel, to finalize their collaboration.