The Unforgiven Shinigami Chapter 42: The New Year is Coming and the Harem is Gathered Together. Time is like fat on your body, increasing without you even noticing, until the twelfth lunar month arrives.
Snow has started falling in several districts of Soul Society, and today it's Shiraishi District's turn.
Fine snowflakes drifted down the street, slowly weaving a snow-white scarf. The tall telephone poles and the boxes placed outside also seemed to succumb to the cold and donned snow-white coats.
Looking out the window, there were hardly any pedestrians on the street, and everything that needed to be prepared was ready.
Shiraishi's order was that everyone would have a holiday during the Lunar New Year, except for those in essential positions, and that they would not need to worry about food.
A large amount of Lunar New Year supplies will be distributed to each household free of charge, ensuring that there is no need to go out to buy anything during the three days from the 30th of this month to the 1st of next year.
Heating is available 24/7.
At home, Retsu Unohana doesn't even need to wear a cotton-padded coat. She simply wears a light purple silk nightgown, as thin as gauze, which gives the impression of wearing a mosquito net.
More than two months later, her belly still hadn't shown much movement. She was slim, and the places where she should be thin were perfectly still, but the places where she was already chubby had become even chubbier.
The colors don't look as youthful as they used to.
This change made her somewhat disliked, yet she felt helpless. She wiped the condensation from the window and looked at the snowy scene outside. "The New Year is almost here."
She murmured.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang downstairs, Retsu Unohana replied, "Come in."
She turned and walked away.
The ground floor door was opened, and the cold air and warmth clashed in the entryway, while the drifting snowflakes melted into water stains and fell to the ground.
The dark-haired beauty rushed in first, took off her cloak to keep warm, shook off some snow, and then closed the door. "Yo, Lie, long time no see!"
" Kūkaku, you've arrived. Shiraishi still has some basic work to arrange, so he'll be a little later."
Mao Zhihua explained in a warm voice.
Kūkaku Shiba hung her cloak on the coat rack and walked over in a few steps. "Let me listen to see if there are any child kicking sounds."
There has been no movement for over two months.
"Oh, really? But you look so much like a mother. Do you have breast milk?"
Kūkaku Shiba moved closer to her, rubbing her fair chin with her fingers, looking at her with a curious expression, "Tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone else."
" Kūkaku, if you're so curious, you can try it with Shiraishi."
Retsu Unohana answered with a smile.
"Tch, I have no interest in such troublesome things."
Kūkaku Shiba withdrew her hand. "It's more interesting to watch other people have children and raise them."
"Is this Shiraishi's house in Soul Society? This is my first time here, and it doesn't look very clean."
Kūkaku Shiba looked around and noticed there was a lot of dust. Didn't anyone usually clean it?
"I told Nemu not to clean. On the last day, we should all work together to clean; it will make it feel more ceremonial."
"Spare me, I just want to lie on the sofa, eat potato chips, and create garbage."
Kūkaku Shiba made a comment.
In the past, the Soul Society didn't have the concept of a New Year; the people of Rukongai did, but they didn't celebrate it much.
People without Spiritual Power can get full just by drinking water, and they can't get their hands on anything good. Day after day, she stayed in Rukongai, only occasionally hearing about it.
The concept of the New Year was implanted in her mind thanks to Aizen's destruction of the old Soul Society, which plunged humanity and Shinigami into darkness. With each passing day filled with anticipation, the year began to have meaning.
People hope that the new year will be better.
She, too, looked forward to Shiraishi's return while celebrating the New Year.
Recalling that time, Kūkaku Shiba's face showed a hint of nostalgia as he said, "It felt like a dream. Shiraishi returned, we defeated Aizen as we wished, and everything was moving in a better direction."
"Yes." Retsu Unohana poured herself a cup of tea and handed it to her. "Life has become more leisurely. It would be even better if the Quincy could behave themselves."
"Haven't they always been well-behaved?"
Kūkaku Shiba took the tea, his expression somewhat puzzled.
"When their king wakes up, he might be a different person altogether."
Retsu Unohana saw it clearly: the Quincy would never be peaceful; it was just that everyone longed for peace and didn't want to continue fighting.
The world cannot afford the consequences of war.
Shinigami will not abandon peaceful solutions unless absolutely necessary.
After all, the biggest conflict between Shinigami and Quincy is over. The Arrancar's rationality and ability to use other foods, without needing to devour human souls, allow them to coexist peacefully.
" Yhwach." Kūkaku Shiba still knew the King of the Quincy well. "What kind of personality does he have?"
"A person who thinks he's great."
That's terrible.
Kūkaku Shiba understood the seriousness of the problem. Truly great people do not crave war; only those who consider themselves great will try to prove their greatness by conquering others.
Retsu Unohana smiled and brought out some freshly baked cookies. "Let's not talk about those unpleasant things, have some cookies."
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang, Retsu Unohana went to open the door again.
"Li!" A grass-green head hurtled towards her with a whooshing sound. She dodged, grabbing the head by the hair in the process. " Nel, I've told you so many times, don't greet me like that."
"Hi~" Nelliel replied, not really listening, and instead pressed her hand against her belly, "Let me hear what the baby is doing."
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"Good morning."
Tier Harribel raised her hand to greet them, her high collar covering her mouth, making her appear as cold and aloof as the snowflakes outside.
This was already an act of kindness on her part.
Retsu Unohana smiled, patted Nelliel's head, and said, "Good morning, Tier. It's cold outside, come in and have a cup of hot tea."
" Nel, stop sticking to the left and right, we can't hear anything yet."
"Oh, I'm so envious! I also want to have a baby with Shiraishi to play with."
Nelliel truthfully expressed her feelings.
No matter how strong Shinigami is, it is impossible for Arrancar to become pregnant; there is an inseparable racial restriction between the two.
Retsu Unohana suggested, "I remember Shiraishi's Bankai has a Hollow form, haven't you guys tried it?"
"I've tried it. It's incredibly powerful; if you're not careful, even a palace can collapse."
Nelliel stated this fact with an innocent smile.
"Cough cough," Kūkaku Shiba coughed, his heart pounding, and asked, "Is it really that intense?"
Nelielu nodded repeatedly, "If you don't believe me, ask Tia. She even brought in stone from that district to help with the reconstruction. It's just a pity that it was still the spirit of the Grim Reaper."
"Don't casually reveal such private matters."
Tier Harribel muttered a complaint and tapped her head with her hand.
"It's alright," Nelliel replied with a smile. In her eyes, Shiraishi's friends were her friends too.
After chatting for a while, the doorbell rang again.
Nelliel rushed to open the door, "Honeybee~"
" Nel." Soi Fon felt a sense of foreboding as she was suddenly grabbed and dragged inside like a doll.
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