Chapter 261: Fractures
<span style="font-weight:400">After a hearty meal with everyone, including Unohana, Kazuya took the Senkaimon Gate back to the Soul Society. The moment he stepped out, the scent of crushed petals hit him like a wave, a reminder of the ruin they brought to the beautiful scenery.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unohana had opened the Senkaimon Gate here to avoid any prying eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya plucked a vibrant flower and ced it behind Unohana’s ear. “Ending our first date right where it began. How poetic.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Unohana clicked her tongue. “A date where the man spends half the time with five other women has to be the worst date imaginable.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her sarcastic remark made himugh. When interacting with people beyond her close circle, she put on a serene, elegant, and kindhearted demeanor. However, in his presence, she abandoned all pretenses and showed her true colors.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I can make up for it now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How will you do that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">He extended a hand. “By inviting you to my house.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her curiosity had led him right into his carefullyid-out trap. Tricking one of the oldest women in the world wasn’t that hard.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unohana rolled her eyes, looking more amused than annoyed. “You’re a smooth talker, I’ll give you that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The begrudgingpliment made him chuckle. “So, what’s your answer?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Obviously no. You can’t handle my killer instincts.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She had no intentions of bing anyone’s beloved; her genuine affectiony with the four-foot de resting in the sheath behind her back. Even if she considered romance, she wouldn’tpete for affections of the same man as Isane. That was something she refused to do.
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya had his work cut out for him if he wanted to win her heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">He smiled, unfazed as if he didn’t register her sarcastic remark. He gently touched her shoulder. “I can’t just handle your killer instincts,” he said, leaning close to her ear and whispering in his most charming voice, “I can tame them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">His voice had her entranced, frozen in ce as if trapped in a surreal dream. It took her a few moments to regain her senses and push him away.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leave now. I’ll return on Minazuki.”
<span style="font-weight:400">There was a tremble in her voice that Kazuya easily caught. His eyes gleamed as he suppressed a smile. The half-crazydy seemed quite vulnerable when exposed to his voice — he had more effect on her than she let on.
<span style="font-weight:400">He shook his head. “What kind of gentleman will I be if I don’t escort ady home at this hour?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Kazuya-san, you needn’t be concerned with my safety. I have the strength to defend myself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m well aware of your strength,” Kazuya replied with a wry smile. “I’m more concerned about any unfortunate man who might cross your path.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I… don’t kill anymore,” Unohana whispered, her voice carrying a hint of sorrow. Shaking off her creeping emotions, she looked at him and her lips curved upwards into a gentle smile. “Rest the night. I want you fully invigorated tomorrow morning.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Goodnight to you too, Miss Yachiru.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">Once Unohana departed, Kazuya made his way back to his residence. He noticed not one but three familiar spiritual pressures nestled within the boundary of his house.
<span style="font-weight:400">{Our first guests!}
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Not guests. Those are my wives.’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Right as he reached the doorstep, the door slid open by itself. Kazuya slid the door all the way,ing face-to-face with Momo Hinamori.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just one look at him brought a silly smile to her face. She stepped forward and meekly hugged him. “Kazuya-kun, are you happy to see me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. But aren’t you breaking dorm rules by being here?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The students weren’t allowed outside the dorm at this hour. Momoing here showed how desperate she was to see him. It was endearing in a way.
<span style="font-weight:400">Momo looked up, shaking her head. “I took Dorm Granny’s permission.”
<span style="font-weight:400">In fact, the Dorm Master happily let Momo go when she mentioned Kazuya’s name. He was like a legend at the academy. Nobody wanted to earn his wrath by provoking Momo or anyone associated with him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya ruffled her hair affectionately. “You convinced Rukia toe with you. Good job, girl.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He hadn’t met Rukia after that night. But he knew her reactions would be an amusing sight. Of course, he would stop before she got ufortable.
<span style="font-weight:400">Momo leaned into his hand, looking utterly pleased by the light intimacy.
<span style="font-weight:400">{As a yandere, I’m not sure whether to feel happy or scared about your ability to tame my kind…}
<span style="font-weight:400">Momo giggled softly. “I had to drag Rukia with me. She was so embarrassed to see you. I’ve never seen anyone with that kind of blush. Kazuya-kun, I… I think—”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Kazuya! Momo!” Yoruichi roared from upstairs. “Get here already!”
<span style="font-weight:400">He rubbed Momo’s head. “Yor is getting impatient.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Using Yoruichi’s nickname was the right choice as neither Momo nor Rukia were acquainted with Yoruichi’s original form. Whether or not they came to know about Yoruichi solely depended on her whim.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Umm…”