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Chapter 253: Introductions

    Chapter 253: Introductions


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although normal humans couldn’t see Kazuya and Unohana in the Karakura Town, he still opted to conceal their presence with a fewyers of Kidō, just to be safe. It may have taken an extra minute to properly cast the incantations, but that beat letting some unseen Shinigami, or worse Aizen’s spies, catch him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As they walked down a cozy side street, Kazuya felt a twinge of anxiety stirring in his guts. He felt a bit nervous about the meeting between his elegant but crazy mentor and his motherly, queenly Arrancar lover. He could have made Unohana stay behind, he supposed, but that would only dy their inevitable first encounter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Better she met with Harribel and the rest today than a month down the line.


    <span style="font-weight:400">{Just rx, Partner. Harribel knows not to offend your Shinigami allies and love interests… aren’t they the same like ny percent of the time?}


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘I’m afraid of it happening the other way.’</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">{Oh! Yeah, I don’t expect Unohana to react to your lovers the same way she reacted to you.}


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Father, look at Unohana…” </i><span style="font-weight:400">Tsubasa said. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“This woman shouldn’t harm your lovers, right?”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya nced sidelong at Unohana as they walked. The elegant Shinigami was humming pleasantly to herself, seemingly absorbed in her own little world, paying him no mind. It was almost impossible to mentally connect her to theughing, blood-drenched devil he’d faced in the flower fields mere hours before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm?” She tilted her head towards him with a confused look. “Are we there yet?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just a little more.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, excellent.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">{Chill all the time, but violent as fuck when the situation demands. Partner, she is just like me!}


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Weren’t you having a depression episode yesterday? You aren’t exactly like her.”</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsubasa brought up an intriguing piece of information that shed light on a new side of Nami. The side he rarely got to see.


    <span style="font-weight:400">{Shush, Tsu. We don’t talk about that here.}


    <span style="font-weight:400">Nami shushed Tsubasa from revealing anything.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Don’t leave me in the dark. What’s this depression episode?’</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">{Just girls talk, Partner. You really don''t need to concern yourself with every little aspect of our lives, y’know.}


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘You having a depression episode doesn’t feel like girls talk to me.’</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">{....I mean, if you wanna be technical, it was still private girl talk since it was strictly between us girls, yes?}


    <span style="font-weight:400">Nami was being suspicious. However, he wasn’t in the best ce to make her spit everything about this depression episode. Right now, he had to focus on the things at hand, which was making sure the meeting between his lovers and Unohana went smoothly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Soon, he could see the high wall surrounding the mansion grounds just ahead. He took a deep, calming breath, held it for a count of three, then slowly let it out.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Nothing will go wrong between Harribel and Retsu.’</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya ced his hand on the iron gate and gently pushed it open.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unohana looked at him with a suspicion glint in her eyes. “How did youe into possession of thisvish property?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I worked my ass off. That’s how I became the owner of this mansion.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">{You did good by not backing down. One day of hard work is still hard work!}


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unohana‘s lips curled into a cheeky smile. “I was wrong to assume you murdered someone and imed their ce as your own.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His brow twitched at the usation. “I don’t kill people when the alternative requires barely any effort.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Barely any effort, you say? You must have convinced the human with your voice. I still think it’s too eye-catching a ce for your family to stay—” Unohana paused when she saw a figure emerge from the distant door. “The housemaid? I feel something is off right about her Reiatsu… I don’t know how to exactly describe her… it’s like something is concealing her Reiatsu from my senses.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep, she is using the Reiatsu concealing Gigai made by Kisuke.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The ''maid'' in question was of course Ap. Despite looking filled to bursting with excited energy at his visit, the heterochromatic beauty was clearly holding herself back from sprinting into his arms, likely due to Unohana’s unfamiliar presence. Her adorably grumpy pout said it all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya quickly strode over to Api and gently took her small hand in his, leaning down to whisper in her ear. “Can you do it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Api nodded her head, while keeping her gaze focused on Unohana, and then kissed his cheeks. “Just give me one minute.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Saying so, she walked back into the mansion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unohana watched the intimate interaction with a strange half-lidded gaze, head tilted slightly. “What are you scheming now, boy?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Despite calling him out, she didn’t seem the least bit worried. Overthinking things led her to have trust issues, and she’d much prefer history to not repeat itself in this case.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He revealed a faint, almost mysterious smile. “You’ll see.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She shook her head before turning her gaze up to the moon. “Japan… Karakura Town is filled with souls of the undeparted. Normal Shinigami would feel very ufortable living here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not a Shinigami. Besides, I haven’t seen more than two.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They instinctively avoid you. You’re leagues above them,” Unohana said softly. “It does make me wonder though... what are the odds that Shin’o Academy selected your hometown for the rookies’ training?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was spooked out when I heard that from Momo. In the end, everything turned out to be a big fat coincidence.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He narrowed his eyes. “Is my allegiance under scrutiny again?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A strained beat of silence fell between them as Unohana continued to gaze out past the estate’s high walls, deliberately not meeting his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya grabbed her hand, forcing her to face him directly. Even then, her face remained perfectly neutral, her eyes closed and lips drawn in an emotionless line. Then a small twitch at the corner of her mouth gave her away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I get it. You’re just messing with me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her eyes slid open as her lips curled into a grin. “You can tease my poor Isane but you won’t allow me to tease you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, I do it as a show of affection. You’re doing it just to mess with me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She giggled. “Who said it wasn’t a show of affection?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Was it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya let out a long sigh. Grabbing Unohana''s hand once more, he tugged her along through the hallways and entered the living room.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Three out of the four couches were upied by Harribel and Api, the unusual duo of Izumi and Ciri, and the thorny yet sweet pairing of M Rose and Sung-Sun.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The harmony between everyone made his heart swell with affection.


    <span style="font-weight:400">{Hollows together strong!} Nami chuckled. {Api is such a dumbass. I love her.}


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘That makes the two of us.’</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">As one, the women rolled an appreciative gaze over Kazuya, taking in his new Shinigami attire. The sheer tant desire in their eyes was both ttering and a little unnerving — he hadn’t expected them to find his outfit so appealing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun in particr was eyeing him like a tasty snack, eyes roving slowly up and down his body. “Don''t move a muscle, darling,” she purred, licking her lips. “I need tomit every detail to memory... so I can design a simr outfit for myselfter.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her lustful grin left zero doubt in Kazuya’s mind just where she intended to wear said theoretical outfit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">M Rose’s lips parted with a gasp. “You will look like a stick in that. It’s better you make one for me instead.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Absolutely not.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? Why the hell not, Snake?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun ced her elbow on M Rose’s shoulder and leaned against her. “Because I’d have to charge you an entire month’s sry for my service.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">M Rose’s eyes widened. “Are you drunk?! No way am I blowing that kinda cash on a stupid dress!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then back the fuck off and let me memorize Dear’s outfit.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ugh, fine…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As the Arrancardies bickered, Unohana silently assessed them with a keen, calcting gaze, as though taking mental notes. “I had thought Kazuya was an exceptional case, but it seems every Arrancar here is nearly indistinguishable from ordinary humans, save for a few unique traits.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The crazy captain sounded genuinely surprised to see the Arrancars having such resemnce with humans.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Harribel gave a soft smile. “Our physical and spiritual evolution follows the shape of our desires to an extent. In our case, the desires were formed and inspired by him. Without him, we would have remained stuck in a limbo — more than a beast but less than true humans.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unohana nced at him, an amused smirk on her face. “His actions earned him a group of extremely powerful and devoted women.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, well, let’s discuss thatter. Come take a seat.” He made Unohana sit on thest couch and took a seat beside her. “So, did everyone like the surprise visit?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Api crossed her arms with a frown. “Not much of a surprise after Harribel sent that message.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun chucked the tv remote at Api’s face, which Api caught without blinking. “Dear, don’t listen to this ass. We loved your surprise.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Izumi nodded in agreement, a soft smile on her face. “Feel free to do it again… in fact, many of us wouldn’t want you to leave again.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Damn right!” M Rose chimed in with a boisterousugh. “Enough about us. Kazuya, introduce us to the pretty Shinigamidy already.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was getting to that.” He cleared his throat and gestured to Unohana. “This is the Captain of my squad, Retsu Unohana. She’ll be lending me a hand in exterminating my enemy.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well hot damn!” M Rose cheered, pped excitedly. “Wait, hold up. Does this mean you might be able to finish your mission ande home for good way sooner?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He gave a slight nod. “Kind of. Before we continue, I want to hear about Gin. Harribel.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Harribel assumed a stern expression as she leaned forward. “About Gin…”
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