The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Shiraishi was acutely aware of how bloated his bureaucracy was; getting married required visiting three different agencies.
Why wasn't he aware of this before?
And those people from the High Spiritual Rank Administration Bureau are really troublesome.
Shiraishi didn't reveal his identity and obediently waited in line. He waited until noon before the line was finally closed.
"This is outrageous! I need to wait all morning just to get one High Spiritual Rank Administration Bureau, and then there's the Gotei Member Administration Bureau and the Household Administration Bureau. I'm afraid I won't be able to get anything done this afternoon."
Shiraishi sat there complaining.
This is a hillside in a park, where lush green lawns sway in the wind, and some people are having a picnic on floral sheets.
Retsu Unohana's long hair was tied up, and she wore a pale yellow dress that accentuated her snow-white skin. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she said, "Isn't this normal? The appointment was scheduled for tomorrow anyway. Don't think that only you are busy every day; everyone is busy."
"Yes, you really have no patience. You married us, what else could you possibly be unhappy about?"
Kūkaku Shiba stood with his hands on his hips, looking fierce—this was a dream come true for so many people.
It feels like it's been a few years, and this kid is becoming less and less enthusiastic. Even when he's handing in his "labor tax" at night, he doesn't have the same energy as before; a few times a day is no longer enough.
"I'd like to," Shiraishi said with a helpless expression. He was strong and healthy, so how could he possibly get tired of that kind of thing? But he couldn't resist having a little princess involved, so he always had to sneak around behind her back.
There's simply no longer that kind of all-night frenzy we used to have.
"Haha." Hakuhō ran across the lawn, where Nelliel, Nemu Kurotsuchi, Isane Kotetsu played games with her.
"No matter what, let's eat first."
Tier Harribel said this, then called the group who were having fun back to eat. The Komamura District Household Administration Bureau was tomorrow, and the Unohana District Gotei Member Administration Bureau was in the afternoon.
The next day.
Komamura District, outside the barracks.
Captain Sajin Komamura of the Captain of the Seventh Division was taking Gorō, the dog he kept in the barracks, for a walk, while also inspecting the barracks area and collecting the previous day's work reports.
Generally, team members should put their work reports for the day into the recycling bin in front of the duty room after work. However, Sajin Komamura's recycling method is still to take a walk in the morning.
He takes his dog for a walk every day.
Although he is a werewolf, with a wolf-like breed, he can understand dog language, which is quite amazing.
So he's somewhat fond of dogs.
After collecting the report, Sajin Komamura returned to the hut and sat down on a bench next to it.
The bench was right under the shade of a mountain peach tree, and a cool breeze was blowing. Sajin Komamura took out a stack of reports from his folder and began to browse through them, marking the parts that needed attention with red lines.
When about half of the report was left, Gorō, who had been lying Sajin Komamura with his white fur swaying in the wind, suddenly pricked up his ears, stood up, and barked.
Gorō barked, looking towards the alley next to the barn, wagging his tail excitedly.
"Oh, it's them." Sajin Komamura understood.
A moment later, two werewolf boys dressed in the uniforms of the Shin'ō Academy rushed out of the alley.
" Uruin! Shūma!"
Sajin Komamura stood up from the bench, Uruin, with his light emerald green fur, pounced on his right leg, " Komamura- sama~"
" Komamura- sama."
The younger brother, Shūma, with his ivory-colored fur, clung tightly to Sajin Komamura leg.
Gorō was also happily running around in circles nearby.
What are you doing here so early in the morning?
Sajin Komamura patted the two men on the head, grabbed them by the back of their collars, lifted them up, and then put them back on the ground.
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While petting Gorō, who was running around affectionately, the two said, "Because our internship starts tomorrow, the teacher told us to memorize the route to our temporary team quarters today and also to survey the surrounding environment."
"That's what Shūma said," Uruin added, "And today is the last day off. After that, things will get super busy."
"Lord Komamura! We..."
Uruin was halfway through his sentence when Shūma tugged at his sleeve and interrupted, "Brother, you're too cunning! I wanted to speak too."
"Then, let's talk about it together! Ready~ Go~"
"We've been assigned to the Seventh Division."
We've been assigned to the Seventh Division!
Two pairs of round eyes looked up at Sajin Komamura from about knee height.
"Really? Two people together! That's amazing!"
"Yeah! That's great, isn't it! It's one-thirteenth of one-thirteenth, so it's..."
One in one hundred and sixty-nine.
"That's right! That's the probability! Brother, you're so fast at math!"
"Look!" Uruin put his hands on his hips, puffed out his chest, and his thick, furry tail peeked out from under his trousers, swaying from side to side.
Sajin Komamura thought to himself that the internship location was originally chosen randomly, and Genryūsai must have taken their feelings into consideration by assigning them both to the Seventh Division.
"Oh, right! I'd like to ask Komamura- sama to help me add a tail-shaped opening to my pants. I brought the Shihakushō pants that the teacher gave us today!"
Uruin took out black trousers from his sling bag and handed them, along with a small tailor's case, to Sajin Komamura.
"Mine too~" Shūma also took out his uniform from his backpack.
"Seriously, I'm not your mother."
Despite grumbling, Sajin Komamura opened his tailor's box and began sewing.
Beneath his wild and untamed exterior lies an unexpectedly exceptional skill in handicrafts, excelling in everything from woodworking and housework to tailoring, all of which he does better than the average person.
Back then, they were ostracized in the wilderness. If they didn't take care of themselves, they wouldn't even be able to wear clothes, and they would truly be reduced to wild beasts.
The reason why the werewolf brothers now wear the insei uniforms with holes in the pants for their tails to pass through was because Sajin Komamura sewed them on.
Uruin and Shūma sat on either side of Sajin Komamura like sandwich filling, watching him make his craft with great interest.
"Hey, Komamura- sama, yesterday we met a very kind older sister on the road who said she would treat us to lollipops."
Uruin watched the needle and thread moving back and forth in the fabric and said.
"A lollipop?" Sajin Komamura, somewhat puzzled.
"Yes, they treat us like children."
"That's right! We're not kids anymore. She said we had to catch a chicken, and she caught this fat rooster for us, saying she'd give it to us for free if she drew a little blood from it."
"People from the Research and Development Institute?"
Sajin Komamura immediately realized that only those people would use such methods to spy on the bodies of the Werewolf Clan.
"That chicken was absolutely delicious."
Seeing him stick out his tongue and lick the Shūma near his mouth, Uruin gently scolded, "Don't be so rude."
"You two, I've told you before, don't trust strangers, especially those from the Research and Development Institute. Don't let a chicken fool you next time, with things like blood tests."
Sajin Komamura raised his right hand, punched it once, and then continued his needlework.
"Alright, what do you guys think?"
After Sajin Komamura sewed up the opening in the tail, he handed the uniform trousers to Uruin and Shūma respectively.
"Thank you Komamura- sama. May I put it on now?"
Shūma impatiently reached out to pull off the belt of the innkeeper's hakama trousers, Sajin Komamura quickly stopped him, "Wait."
"I'll wear it tomorrow; I need to get back to work."
"Good."
Somewhat disappointed, Shūma tightened his belt and slung his bag over his shoulder.
"Let's go, Shūma." Uruin urged him on, Shūma waved vigorously toward Sajin Komamura, and then dashed off into the alley next to the barracks.
After getting his number at the Household Administration Bureau, Shiraishi, since it was still early, insisted that Hakuhō go see the big dog.
He couldn't refuse, so he went to Sajin Komamura, where he happened to run into Uruin and Shūma in the alley.
"Ah! Two little puppies~" Hakuhō's eyes lit up, and she wanted to rush over.
Retsu Unohana grabbed him by the back of the neck. "No, that's too rude to others."
"Wow, that's awesome~ Captain-Commander Shiraishi! Captain Unohana! Captain Soi Fon! Lieutenant Kurotsuchi! Lieutenant Kotetsu!"
Shūma looked at Shiraishi with sparkling eyes, feeling incredibly happy today.
"Lord Komamura, the Captain-Commander has arrived."
Uruin ran to the team camp and called Sajin Komamura.
"Hello, Ono, what's your name?"
This wasn't the first time Shiraishi had met a fanboy, but this was the first time he'd encountered one as adorable as this.
"My name is Shūma. Starting tomorrow, I'll be Shinigami apprentice in the Seventh Division. The Captain-Commander is so cool! If I had hair like yours, would I become stronger?"
"It's a shame, that's impossible. But don't be discouraged, aiming for Captain Soi Fon is an easier goal."
Shiraishi finally reached out his wicked hand and Shūma, while his tail swayed back and forth on the ground.
Wow~
Nelliel drawn to the fluffy tail and unconsciously moved closer to Shūma.
Shūma's ears perked up, and his nose began to sniff, searching for the source of the scent, as he gradually drew closer to Nelliel.
" Shūma," Shiraishi grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him up, "You can't openly smell another man's wife like that. If you're going to smell her, you should do it secretly."
Soi Fon kicked him in the leg and said, "You can't smell it at all."
"I'm sorry! But I smelled something sweet, and I accidentally..."
"Is this the taste?" Nelliel took a small drawstring bag out of her pocket, opened it, and showed it to Shūma.
"It's candy."
Seeing the colorful candies, Shūma unconsciously licked his nose.
Hakuhō immediately exclaimed, "Those are my candies! If you consider me your little brother, I can share them with you!"
"Okay." Shūma didn't understand what his younger brother meant; he just wanted candy, so he decisively sold himself out.
Hakuhō was delighted and quickly asked Nelliel to give her candy. Her little hands began to stroke the fur of the Shūma, "So comfortable."
Shūma only cared about eating the candy and didn't care about anything else.
Women are also attracted to hair.
"You should go now. Aren't you going to take a walk around the surrounding area?"
Sajin Komamura walked over, worried that they might get stuck there, and quickly told them to leave.
"Oh, by the way, Komamura- sama, thank you for sewing up the opening at the hem of our pants."
"See you tomorrow, Komamura -sama Captain-Commander Shiraishi, Captain Unohana. Goodbye."
The two brothers ran off, and Hakuhō quickly followed, shouting, "I want to play with you too!"
Soi Fon shook her head, used Shunpo to follow, and the others also left.
Shiraishi stayed behind to chat with Sajin Komamura.
At the same time, at the Kuchiki Clan Estate.
Today is the day to attend the Golden Seal Noble Conference.
Early in the morning, Renji Abarai nervously passed through the huge main gate of the Kuchiki Clan and walked along the cleaned stone path.
An elderly man with white hair and round-framed glasses was waiting for Nobutsuna Seike's attendant, Byakuya Nobuhira, greeted him.
" Abarai, we eagerly await your arrival."
He bowed slowly to Renji Abarai and opened the door to the entrance, saying, "Please come in."
"No need, I can wait in the entryway."
" Byakuya said, please have breakfast with us."
" Captain Kuchiki!? I... I understand."
Renji Abarai became quite nervous, stiffly following Seike as they continued walking forward.
Three breakfasts were laid out in the banquet room, Byakuya Kuchiki, Rukia, and Renji Abarai each ate their meals in silence.
Renji Abarai picked up side dishes from the colorful little plates on the painted tray and ate his rice with gusto.
Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you all usually this quiet?"
Because the other two people ate almost without making a sound, the noise he made while eating became particularly noticeable, making Renji Abarai very embarrassed.
"Yes, this is how my older brother and I usually eat. You just need to enjoy the food and don't need to say anything more."
Rukia answered frankly.
Standing at the back, Seike and Chiyo smiled with some surprise, while the servant pressed his eyes, looking extremely moved.
You really are a glutton.
"Stop being so verbose!"
"But it's really delicious, I understand how you feel."
After finishing Renji fourth bowl of rice, Renji finally put down his katsu, clasped his hands together, and said, "I'm full."
Seeing Rukia face as she ate a pear, Byakuya coughed lightly and said, "You can go home for dinner anytime."
Renji Abarai exclaimed with delight, "That's wonderful! Thank you, Captain Kuchiki!"
I'm not talking to you.
Seeing Byakuya's indifferent expression, Renji Abarai smiled and said, "Yes, I understand."
"Thank you, brother."
A few tears welled up in Rukia's eyes, and a smile touched her lips.
Renji Abarai saw Byakuya's eyes crinkle gently in a smile, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "You actually smiled?"
" Renji, that's so rude of you. Even your older brother can smile sometimes."
Rukia.
She sensed in Byakuya's voice that he didn't want her to continue.
Rukia immediately shut her mouth.
"The application has been stamped, let's go."
Leaving Renji Abarai and Rukia behind, Byakuya walked out of the room, with Seike silently following behind.
"Is Captain Kuchiki shy?"
Renji finished speaking, Chiyo couldn't help but burst out laughing, only to be gently reprimanded by her senior colleague.
Chiyo lowered her head and apologized, but her shoulders still trembled uncontrollably.