the honey dish rhapsody

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Kuchiki Rukias room, right?Ah, yes! I am! ...But, how did Captain Hitsugaya know where Rukia-sans room is?Hitsugaya sighed upon seeing that incredulous expression. If you calmed down andsearched for her reiatsu, then you couldve found her as well.

Ah, right! Just like that...if only I had done that sooner! he said in awe.

Hitsugaya sighed again. Arent you a seated officer? You need to get yourself together.

Yes, Im so sorry! Thank you so much!

Bye then.

Thank you so very much! Staring at the silently departing shadow, Hanatarou boweddeeply once more.

Four days following the chaos involved in Aizens betrayal, Soul Society had recovered somewhat and was starting to settle back into its old routines again.Then Captain Hitsugaya said, The room four doors down from here! And it was just like he said! The captains really are amazing!

General Medical Station, Third FloorHanatarous cheerful voice drifted out of the wide-open window. Rukia sat listening to him in a bed placed next to that window.But why would Captain Hitsugaya be in a place like this? His wounds should be completely healed. Or maybe he has some other complaint?Captain Hitsugaya is probably here to see Lieutenant Hinamori, she said, her gaze falling to the floor. She could remember Hitsugayas face full of grief when they had passed each other yesterday.

The Lieutenant of the Fifth Division Hinamori Momo had suffered a serious stab wound to her chest. The one who had stabbed her was also the one she had trustedabove all, Aizen Sousuke.

Lieutenant Hinamoris treatment is complete. The damage to her body will heal sooner or later, said Unohana Retsu, Captain of the Fourth Division, to Hitsugaya as they stood together in the high-level treatment center.

The damage to her body... He started unconsciously biting the nail on his left thumb.

Shiro-chan! Dont bite your nails like that! Mind your manners!

That sound.

That sound was drifting past his ears again.

...Damn it! He dropped his hand and clenched it into a fist, shaking slightly.

I can only treat the wounds that we can see... Beyond that, we must rely on the patients own will to live, said Unohana, clearly regretful as to the limits of her aility.


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He looked away and walked out into the dark hallway. When he passed Rukia lateron the stairs, he could only give her a silent acknowledgement.Captain Hitsugaya must feel pretty awful, right?Yes, she quietly replied, before noticing the bag in his arms. This is?What? Oh! This He deposited it in her hands.My backpack? It was the sea-blue backpack that she had been carrying when apprehended in the living world.Back at the Sixth Division Detention Center, Rukia-san told me that there are so many good things to eat in the living world, and that there are quite a few in my backpack. So I went to the Research and Development Institute to see if I could get Rukia-sans things back.Oh, how brave you are!The Research and Development Institute was an organization of rather odd characters, each of whom had at least one or two strange quirks. The less brave among the shinigami made it a point to stay far away from there.

Your clothes, shoes, and the like were all gone, but this bag was still there. Eh

, well...What is it?One of the scientists there was supposed to get rid of it, but he took it with him instead. Then, it seems like he started eating the things inside it... Hanatarous voice trailed off.The only thing left in the bag was some flour made from glutinous rice, wrappedin white paper.Sorry.

Theres no need to apologize. I never thought that I would ever see these things again, so dont worry about it... Thank you, Hanatarou.He blushed and laughed. No need to thank me!This is some top-grade flour from a confectioner in the living world! With this,we can make a lot of delicious shiratama!

Ah, then Ill go and prepare some sweet bean paste!Yes, lets make some shiratama zenzai!

How exciting!

She noticed a letter sticking out from in front of his chest. Hanatarou, that letter is...

Ah, sorry! I forgot that Captain Unohana told me to give this to Rukia-san! He hurriedly pulled it out, apologized again, and handed it to her.Dont worry, she said, opening up the letter. She glanced at it and turned to Hanatarou, whose face was nevertheless still full of worry. Tomorrow morning, Nii-samawill be moved to one of the rooms up here.


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Rukias adopted brother, Captain of the Sixth Division Kuchiki Byakuya, had been gravely wounded in the previous battle and was placed in intensive care ever since.

Then he must be out of danger! How wonderful, Rukia-san!Ah. Thank you! Rukia gently nodded, and gazed out of the window. The sun was setting to the west, its orange rays gradually dimming. Seireitei, with its many white buildings and towers, was suffused every evening with a warm glow. Faced witha sight such as this, one could not help but stop and stare in wonder.Then, Ill take my leave! Hanatarou said after they both had gazed for a while in silence.Oh, Hanatarou. He paused at the door and looked back. Rukia was frowning at her letter. Do you think Nii-sama will eat my shiratama zenzai?Of course he will! he nodded energetically. If were going to serve it to Captain Kuhiki, then Ill have to prepare the very best sweet bean paste!

She sighed. Im depending on you then.

Just leave it to me! He bowed solemnly and left.

Rukia folded up the letter, wondering what she might say when she gave Byakuya the shiratama zenzai.

Part TwoHanatarou was running.He ran behind the Fourth Divisions barracks, holding a bag just like the one fromyesterday. Back here, there was a road that led straight to the General MedicalStations back door.

Seventh Seat Yamada! Hearing someone call him, he stopped in his tracks. Up here, up here, said the voice.

He looked up. Ogido-sama!The Eighth Seat of the Fourth Division, Ogido Harunobu stuck his head out of a second-story window. You shouldnt call me that. Im your junior you know.

But... Ogido-sama got to be Eighth Seat not long after joining the Division, andIm sure will pass me very soon.Ahahaha, no way! He smiled and quietly added, If I get promoted, then thered be so any more annoying responsibilities to deal with.

Ah? Sorry, I couldnt hear you...Dont worry. I was just talking to myself. He smiled, and Hanatarou was confused butsmiled back. Oh, by the way, Seventh Seat Yamada...

Hm?

Third Seat Iemura was looking for you just now. If you want to escape, youd best do it now. If he catches you, who knows what sort of weird perverted punishments


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he might think of...

Ogido! How dare you take every opportunity to ruin my reputation...! He looked back and saw the Third Seat of the Fourth Division, Iemura Yasochika standing thereand literally shaking with anger.Aiyaya!Shut up! Get back to work!

I obey, I obey.

Say it again!I obey!Yamada! Dont you dare move! Iemura shouted out of the window before running for thestairs.(Maybe theres still time for him to escape?) Ogido looked out the window again. Hanatarou was waiting down there just as told. ...What are you doing? If you dont run away right now, Third Seat Pervert is going to catch you.Hanatarou laughed despite his troubles. Ah...no matter what, Im still a squad lead

er. And if I dont work hard then... oh, right! Ogido-sama, could you take this toKuchiki Rukia-san for me? He counted to three and tossed the bag up.

Even though it was some distance away from the window, Ogido still managed to catch it easily with one hand. Is she at the station?Yes.Whats inside?Bean paste.

Bean paste?

Yes. Rukia-san wants to make shiratama zenzai... he said, before his voice was suddenly buried by Iemuras loud Yamada!Im relying on you then! Hanatarou lowered his head as Iemura came araging.

What a useless fellow... Ogido mumbled to himself as he lifted up the bag and left.General Medical Station, Second Floor, KitchenIt needs to be as soft as earlobes... it needs to be as soft as earlobes... she constantly murmured to herself, like a mantra. Her right hand kneaded the dough, w

hile her left hand occasionally moved up to touch her earlobe.

Ogido couldnt help but stare in wonder. He had searched for her reiatsu and foundher here, so engrossed in her task that she still hadnt detected his presence despite the fact that he was standing three feet behind her.The Kuchiki clan was one of the four great noble families, their position as farabove his own as the clouds from the dirt. And yet, here was their young lady in a tri-corner cooking hat and kneading dough.


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How incredibly touchingRukia suddenly jumped at the sound of his voice. Who, who is it? With one hand still stuck inside the flour, she turned and looked back.He bowed to her and said, I am the Eighth Seat of the Fourth Division, called Ogido Harunobu. Seventh Seat Yamada asked me to give this to you.

Oh, Hanatarous... Could you put it down there? My hands arent free at the moment.He was slightly surprised at her respectful manner of speaking and replied, I understand. He then placed the bag in an empty space on the counter.What happened to Hanatarou?The Seventh Seat was caught by Third Seat Iemura... It looks like he wont be freefor the rest of the day.

...Then, could you relay my thanks to him? Just say that Im very grateful for hishelp.I understand.

Seeing him bow to her again before leaving, she felt a faint pain in her chest.

For someone from Rukongai to be treated like a noble... it still made her extremely uncomfortable. But after she had been assigned to the Thirteenth Division, this sort of thing seldom if ever occurred. And after she went to the living world, she wasnt even troubled by the memories of it.

I am so incredibly lucky... Rukia gave her thanks to the heavens above, and started rolling the dough into circles.

Part ThreeTenth Division Barracks, Administrative Offices

Hitsugaya silently perused the paperwork on his desk, his brow deeply furrowed.

And the reason for that was But Rangiku-san, the noon rest hour has already passed...

Ahaha, that doesnt matter! Orihime is so sincere! this.Beside the administrative offices was a reception room for entertaining guests.Since todays weather was so stunningly beautiful, all the windows in the barrackswere wide open to let the air in. Of course, this meant that he could also hear

everything that was said next door.We have such an excellent captain that the rest of us can take it easy, no problem. Lieutenant of the Tenth Division Matsumoto Rangiku only lifted her voice whenextolling her captains virtues.(That!!) Despite the fact that she clearly knew that he could hear her, she was still slacking off. Hitsugaya bit back his anger.Rangiku was showing Orihime how to tie the knot for the shinigami uniform in the


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guest room.So like this, then?No, not like that. You need to stick this part in here ah, good! Were all done!Orihime looked at the large knot and smiled. There were quite a few female shinigami who admired Rangiku and thus copied her distinctive way of tying knots. Orihime wasnt a shinigami, but she admired the beautiful and lively Rangiku all thesame. Thank you so much!

Dont mention it. ...Ah, Orihime, come here for a second. She held out her hand andmotioned for Orihime to come forward. Just one more thing...

Did I do something wrong?

Rangiku looked somewhat thoughtful as she grabbed ahold of her collar.What are you doing... Aaaaaaaah!! Orihime cried as her collar was suddenly pulledwide open.

I think youd look much better like this, Orihime!

Looking down at Rangikus own wide-open collar, she blushed even more. I-Im not comf

ortable with this... she said as she rearranged her clothes.

Really? You should appreciate and emphasize more what you have I mean, not everyone is so lucky. Just look at Nanao, poor child.Who is a poor child!! Standing outside the window was the very person whom she hadjust claimed was as flat as a runway, Lieutenant of the Eighth Division Ise Nanao.

Ah, Nanao! Since youre as flat as a runway, I didnt even see you there.That that doesnt matter! Nanao suddenly moved her book from beneath her arm to in ront of her chest, as if she was trying to hide something.

...But it matters to you a great deal, doesnt it?

What are you trying to say, Lieutenant Matsumoto?

Rangiku merely shrugged at her sharp tone. Did you need something? If youre looking for Captain Kyoraku, hes not here.Oh...so hes not here... Hmph, always not caring a whit about work, always doing whatever he wants...!Rangiku watched her leave. Nanao has such a difficult job Im so lucky to be with someone whos so wonderful to work with! she said in a voice loud enough to carry ove

r to where her captain was working. Ah!! Captain Kyoraku?!

Suddenly sitting at Orihimes side was the very person that Nanao had just been looking for Captain of the Eighth Division, Kyoraku Shunsui.Ah, sorry for the bother.What? Sorry for the bother? I just said that you werent here if Nanao yells at me this then itll be Captains fault! said Rangiku, folding her arms.


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Orihime widened her eyes. So this is the person that the shinigami lady was looking for just now?This is your first time meeting Captain Kyoraku?She nodded. Although she had come across him a few times around Seireitei, thiswas the first time that she attached a name and division to his face.Then I shall have to properly introduce myself. He coughed once and smiled as if suddenly surrounded by hundreds of rose petals floating on the wind. It is my first time meeting this young lady. I am Kyoraku Shunsui. You are a ryoka...

Yes! I am Inoue Orihime! Please take care me! Orihime smiled.His patented airs for the ladies seemed to have no effect on her. Orihime-chan istoo cute! But still, he felt very happy. He was always happy whenever he was in the presence of cute girls.So, what is the Captain here for? asked Rangiku.Well, I just paid a visit to Kuriya and wanted to share some of these with Rangiku-san. He opened a paper bag and removed a box labeled tokkuri saichu in calligraphy.

Tokkuri saichu?Oh, girls from the living world can even read characters as difficult as these. Impressive!Haha, thats nothing! Orihime had very good grades, enough to be ranked third in herentire grade. And even though her usual conversation sometimes made it hard forpeople to imagine, she really was very smart.These are delicious! Ill bring some tea and we can all share! Rangiku stood up andleaned out of the window. Will you join us, Captain?No! came the immediate reply.

By the time she arrived back at the reception room with tea, Orihimes face was completely flushed, her eyes lolling around.Whats wrong, Orihime? Rangiku pressed both hands on her shoulders and examined herface.Ah, Rangiku-san! Did you know that a saichu is a whale so you need to eat it withfrench bread~! Orihime looked as if she had no clue what she was saying, or whereshe was.What did you do to this child? asked Rangiku.

I didnt do anything, said Kyoraku. We just ate the saichu together.He looked to Orihime for confirmation, but she merely swayed and did not respond. In front of her lay three wrappers.

Ori-Orihime?!

She suddenly stood up, assumed an upright position, and then slowly... fell towards the floor. Luckily, Rangiku was there to catch her.


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Ah, how dangerous...! Rangiku broke out in a cold sweat.Looks like shes been defeated by the tokkuri saichu.

Tokkuri saichu was a sort of wafer with a filling. This filling was made from red bean paste, which was prepared from beans boiled with brewers grains. Since itwas made with only the very best brewers grains, even those who usually dislikedthe flavor of alcohol thought it was delicious. However, its alcohol content wasrather high.Orihime?! Are you okay?! Ori-hime-!!

Orihime-chan - get yourself together - !!Just then, the door to the guest room crashed open. Hitsugaya had finally reached his limit. Have you people had enough...!

Captain! Youre just in time! Bring some ice! Ice!!

Ah, good idea! Just use Hyorinmaru...As if I would do such a thing!!Captain Hitsugaya had a pretty difficult job himself.

Part FourGeneral Medical Station, Second Floor, KitchenA sweet fragrance filled the room.Im done! Rukia took off her hat and let out a long breath. A pot full of shiratama enzai stood in front of her.Oh, isnt that Rukia? The Lieutenant of the Sixth Division, Abarai Renji, had been lured here by the smell. Although one might never guess just from looking at his

tattoos and demeanor, he absolutely loved sweets.Renji! What is it?Thats my line! What is this smell? What did you make? He walked up to her and asked, Is this sweet bean porridge?Its shiratama zenzai. I brought back the flour from the living world. Its really good! ...I want to let Nii-sama try it as well.Hm... then, let me try it first!What?! What did you say?!

Renji opened a nearby cupboard and removed a small bowl. I cant let the Captain eat just anything. Its my duty as his lieutenant. He poured some porridge into the bowl, and wolfed it all down before Rukia could even get in a word. Soft and slippery dough with a sweet bean paste that had been cooked just rightWhat, this is actually really good! Renji said, quite unexpectedly. They had oncebeen friends when they lived together in Inuzuri, the 78th district of South Rukongai. Back then, her cooking had been bad enough to send one to an early grave,so he never ever let her cook. (Rukia can actually make something this good...)


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Renji got a little bit emotional.What are you trying to do? Eat it all yourself? Rukia completely misunderstood andstarted looking for something to ladle out the shiratama.But, Rukia.What is it?Captain Kuchiki likes eating spicy food, he said as she turned back with a spoon.What?! Really?!I wouldnt gain anything from lying about it.Rukia put the spoon down and clasped her hands together, thinking. But... I neverthought that the Kuchiki clans food was spicy at all.Really? Are you sure theres nothing wrong with your tongue?Wham!Ow!! Renji couldnt help but cry out as he was swiftly kicked in the ass.

Rukia started calmly searching her memory, as if nothing had happened. Maybe theymixed up sweet and spicy food?You could always just ask the Kuchiki clans chefs.She nodded to Renji, who was still massaging his butt. Thats right. Renji! Stay here and guard the food!What?! Hey! Rukia!!She walked out without paying him any further mind.Well then... Renji carried a chair over and sat down in front of the pot. It was f

illed to the brim. This is really too much. What is she planning to do to the Captains blood sugar?Next to it was Rukias spoon.If I just had one bowlthat wouldnt be a problem, right? With bowl in hand, he startd to ladle out some shiratama.

Kuchiki Mansion

The mansions kitchen was roughly as large as the medical stations. Legions of cooks hurried about as hot air billowed out. Rukia asked the cook carving decorativeradish flowers near the door to send in for the head chef in charge. The chef t

hat then showed up at the door was a short and stout man, with a multitude of assorted kitchen knives hanging from his waist.

I have a question for you.

Yes, about flavors?

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The chef nodded. So it was about that. Thats correct. Byakuya-samas dishes are on the spicy side, while Rukia-samas dishes are on the sweet side.

So she and Renji had both been correct. Why... is that?

Because Byakuya-sama requested it.

Nii-sama he...

Seeing her so perplexed, the chef gave her a gentle smile. It is not for those ofus below to speculate about Byakuya-samas intentions. But back then, Hisana-samaalso loved sweet food.

Hisana was the name of Byakuyas deceased wife. The fact that Hisana, who so greatly resembled Rukia, was her sister was something that she had learned only in the past few days.

After bowing deeply to her, the chef returned to the depths of the kitchen.

(Nii-sama has cared for me all along in his own imperceptible ways...) Rukia felt as if the gulfs in her heart that had formed over the many years had begun togradually fill again.

She stood now in front of the main front gate, gazing up at the mighty doors. Sh

e had always disliked this place, feeling that it was too lofty, too imposing. Whenever she walked through them, she would feel tiny and insignificant.

(Perhaps I can learn to like these doors, and this house too.)

The dark red tiled roof stood out against the blue of the sky.

Underneath the afternoon sun, it seemed to shine like ripples on water.

Rukia thought, from the bottom of her heart, that it was very beautiful.

Back to the kitchen.

So, how was it?

Ive decided to make something spicy.

Renji clapped the suddenly perky Rukia on the back.

Hah...! What, what are you doing?!

Nothing, bye-bye! Renji laughed and left the kitchen. ...Good for you, Rukia, he mumured to himself as he walked along the corridors.

Rukia cursed him as she massaged her back, though her expression said otherwise.She knew that he didnt really mean to hit her.

(If I want to make something spicy...then what should I do with this...), she thought as she looked down at the pot full of shiratama. Thats right! Ill just take it to Captain Ukitake!

Since all of Soul Society had been so busy, Rukia still hadnt had time to sit down and talk with her own superior, Captain of the Thirteenth Division Ukitake Juushiro. She removed the pot from the stove and covered it. But while she stoppedto catch her breath, another sweet-loving shinigami came looking for the sourceof the smell.


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Oh, its Rukia! The new shinigami looked very much like a child, her hair a sakura pink. It was the Lieutenant of the Eleventh Division, Kusajishi Yachiru. She waved and hopped over.

Lieutenant Kusajishi, good day!

Something smells really good. She sniffed around, determined the source of the smell, and lifted the pot cover to look.

I made some shiratama zenzai.

Aha, it looks really good! Yachirus eyes shone. Who are you going to give it to? sasked, pulling on Rukias sleeve.

I was going to carry it over to the Thirteenth Division...

Then, Ill take it over there for you.

No, I couldnt let a lieutenant do this kind of...

I said its okay. Yachiru picked up the roughly twenty-kilo pot and placed it on herhead.

Ah, Lieutenant Kusajishi...!

Just leave it to me-! She ignored Rukias attempts to stop her and sped out like thewind, while not spilling even a single drop. By the time Rukia ran out after her, she was nowhere to be seen.

Part Five

Thirteenth Division Barracks

In the innermost section of the barracks, at the end of a very long corridor, ina place undisturbed by noise and commotion, situated next to a lake and surroun

ded by bamboo, there was a certain building. It was used as the Thirteenth Divisions captain quarters.

Hey, hey, Im here! Yachiru yelled at the curtained door.

Ukitake quickly came out to welcome her. Isnt this Kusajishi? And its your first time here too.

Well, Ruki asked me to bring this here! she said, pointing at the pot on her head.

Ruki?

Yup, Kuchiki Rukia.

Oh, you were talking about Kuchiki.

Yup, she made this! Ukitake lifted up the lid and she explained, Its shiratama zenzi.

It looks very good! ...But, how am I going to finish all this...

Then I can help you eat.


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Thats right! Ill share some with Captain Hitsugaya!

Ah-----! Yachiru looked very disappointed.

Ukitake didnt notice and went back inside to don his captains haori. You can come with me, Kusajishi. Ukitake smiled cheerfully and dragged Yachiru, who was extremely unhappy and didnt want to move, by the hand and away from his quarters.

Tenth Division Barracks, Administrative Offices

Thats all of it. Hitsugaya placed the mountain of paperwork on his desk into a briefcase. He rubbed his aching back and walked out of his office.

Oh, Captain Hitsugaya! Youre just in time!

He looked where the voice came from and saw Ukitake walking to him along the corridor.

Captain... Ukitake... Behind the smiling captain was yet another person. ...and Kusajishi. Yachiru still looked extremely disgruntled.

Kuchiki made this. I came here especially to share some with you.

Oh. Is that so.

Ukitake lifted the lid to let him see. Of course, the pot was still on top of Yachirus head.

The bottom of the pot doesnt look terribly happy.

Now that Hitsugaya pointed it out, Ukitake noticed for the first time that Yachiru was not happy. From the vantage point of someone as tall as Ukitake, the potcompletely concealed her face.

Im sorry, Kusajishi!! He picked the pot off of her head. Its quite heavy. He smilain, as if everything had been resolved. Yet Yachiru still did not seem very happy.

(Shes probably thinking just let me eat already.) Perhaps because his own vantage point was so close to hers, Hitsugaya immediately understood what she was thinking. But, just when he opened his mouth to relay this to Ukitake -

Captain, who are you talking to? The reception room door opened and out came Rangiku, swaying as she walked.

Oh, Matsumoto! Are you drinking?

If it isnt Captain Ukitake. Come drink with us, she said, pointing to the receptionroom.

Oh...

Shuuhei brought some very good sake.

Well then, Ill have one cup!

Rangiku laughed and replied, But of course!

Hey, dont force Ukitake to drink too much, Hitsugaya quietly chastised Rangiku. Captain Ukitake might look tall and imposing, but he was really physically quite we


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ak. If he pushed himself too hard, he might end up in bed for days. And that waswhat Hitsugaya was worried about...

Whats that pot? Is it yours?

His words of caution completely flew in one ear and out the other. (Damnit! Sheisnt listening at all!) Despite the fact that he was screaming inside, he tried hard to control his anger. He often repeated to himself the refrain, only childrenget mad over the tiniest things, in order to calm himself down... but when he was with Rangiku, sometimes there really was no way to calm down.

Ah, it looks really good! she said.

I heard that Kuchiki Rukia made it, said Hitsugaya.

Kuchiki made it?

Ukitake replied, Yes.

Is it okay for us to have some?

No problem. Theres more than enough here. Ill bring some back to the Thirteenth Division myself.

Then, we wont stand on ceremony! Come on inside. She opened the door and ushered Ukitake in. And Captain should come too.

No, I...

Come on! She pushed him in too. Kusajishi, why are you getting mad about? Ill ladlesome out for you myself. Come on.

With just that one sentence, Yachiru started smiling again. Okay, I want an entire bowl, piled as high as a mountain!

Okay, as high as a mountain!

Thats right!

After they were all inside, Rangiku left to bring some bowls and utensils from the Tenth Divisions kitchen.

Part Six

Inside the reception room, Kyoraku and Lieutenant of the Ninth Division Hisagi Shuuhei sat facing each other across a table, drinking sake. Orihime, who was still drunk from the tokkuri saichu, was sleeping away on a bench by the wall.

Pardon the interruption.

The two of them stared at Ukitake as he walked in.

Ah, if it isnt Ukitake! What an occasion this is!

Captain Ukitake, I hope youre feeling well?

Kyoraku waved, while Hisagi stood up to greet him.

Im feeling great, have been since the morning. Ukitake placed the pot on the table


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and sat down next to Kyoraku. He motioned for Hisagi to sit down as well.

Even so, you didnt have to keep these drunks company.

Thats right, these drunks!!

So said Hitsugaya and Yachiru, completely obscured by Ukitakes shadow.

(Wow, what a tiny pair...)

(So small....)

(They look even shorter when placed together...)

Looking at the two shortest members of the Gotei 13, the three of them had verysimilar thoughts.

You, I know exactly what youre all thinking. Hitsugaya shook his fist at them.

Just then, Rangiku came back with a spoon. Sorry for the delay!

Were saved...! Hisagi accidentally blurted out. Hitsugaya gave him an extremely evil look. He quickly mumbled, No, no matter, and looked away.

Im first! Yachiru stood next to Rangiku and stared longingly at the ladle and bowlin her hands.

Okay, here you go. Rangiku handed her a bowl so full that it was in danger of spilling over.

Didnt you say as high as a mountain?

This is a liquid. I cant pour any more in.

Ah~~~~~~!

Dont complain. If youre still not full afterwards, we have some sweets over there f

or you.

Yachiru didnt even bother to use any utensils as she just poured the whole thinginto her mouth. Her cheeks were stuffed full as she chewed on the shiratama.

(What a little animal...) Hitsugaya thought as he received his own serving.

Hm? Shuuhei? Youre not eating? Rangiku looked up from her bowl and saw that Hisagimerely held his bowl in his right hand as he drank tea out of his left.

Im not used to eating sweets with sake, so I wanted to wait until I sobered up a little bit...

Gulp.

...Huh? He felt strange. He looked fearfully at his right hand and saw that the entire thing, from the bowl to his fingers, had disappeared into Yachirus mouth. Aaaahhh!! Im being eaten!!

You shouldnt do that, Kusajishi! Rangiku hurriedly detached her from Hisagi and fetched the empty bowl out of her mouth. (And here I thought that she had eaten that too...)


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Hisagi looked extremely pale as he picked up a piece of cloth and started to wipe Yachirus spit off his hands.

...Hey, Hisagi. Hitsugayas sharp eyes were fixed on the cloth that he was using.

It was the Tenth Division Captains... haori.

Ah! Im sorry...!!

Hitsugaya continued to eat his shiratama in silence, even though the crease in his brow was deeper than anyoned ever seen it. He merely transformed all his angerinto cold air which then surrounded Hisagi. It was a warm August afternoon, butHisagi suddenly felt like he was at the South Pole, and naked. Now completely sober, he hurried to drink his sake in tiny sips, even if he couldnt taste anything but fear.

Rangiku managed to not notice that he was covered with cold sweat at all. Instead, she went and patted Orihime on the shoulder. Orihime, wake up, we have some shiratama zenzai.

Orihime woke up and started gibbering about aliens.

Now now, we dont have any of that here. Rangiku patted her on her head, and she finally realized that she had been sleeping.

Why was I asleep...

You ate some saichu. Dont you remember?

Orihime nodded. So it was the tokkuri saichu.

Right, that. It had an alcoholic center.

Alcohol...

You were out of it after you had some, remember?

Umm... I only remember becoming good friends with the alien who helped me.

Oh, really... Thats okay too. Here, this is yours. She handed a bowl full of shiratama to Orihime.

Wow, it looks really good!

I heard that Kuchiki made it.

Kuchiki-san? ...Ah, its so good! Orihime took a big gulp and smiled from the bottomof her heart.

Ohh, this child is so cute... Kyoraku smiled too as he watched Orihime eat shirata

ma.

A still sleepy Orihime, with her hair all mussed up, eating shiratama in reallybig gulps... It wasnt just Kyoraku who was affected. Everyone present seemed to feel as if all their worries had melted away.

Im finished! She handed her bowl and chopsticks back to Rangiku and stood up to stretch. Im going to go say thank you to Kuchiki-san now.

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y yourself? Youre still unfamiliar with the roads here in Seireitei.

No worries.

Really? You said that it took you two hours to get here today.

It shouldnt... be a problem.

Hearing such an uncertain answer, Ukitake stood and lifted up the pot. Then why dont you come back with me? After I share the rest of this with the Thirteenth Division, Im going to go return the pot.

Really? Then Ill go with you.

Of course! ...Goodbye then, everyone! Ukitake left the room.

Rangiku-san, thank you for the tea!

No problem, come again soon.

Toshiro-kun, sorry for bothering you!

Thats Captain Hitsugaya to you! See you later!

Kyoraku-san, the tokkuri saichu was delicious!

Ah, see you soon.

...? Eh...? Orihime cocked her head and stared at Hisagi. Since he came in while she was asleep, she had no idea who he was.

Hisagi just waved and said, Dont worry about it!

The only other person in the room was busy eating sweets by a cupboard in the corner. Kyorakus figure managed to completely conceal her from view, so Orihime didnt realize Yachiru was there.

Goodbye then!

On the way back to the Thirteenth Division barracks, they ran into Ise Nanao.

Ise! How are you?

Captain Ukitake...! How is your health?

I havent had any problems recently.

Is that so... Nanaos expression relaxed slightly and she adjusted her glasses.

Umm... good evening!

Nanao turned her gaze to Orihime. Ah, you are that ryoka... I think I saw you just now at the Tenth Division barracks.

Yes! I am Inoue Orihime!

I am Ise Nanao of the Eighth Division. Nice to meet you.

I am so sorry about earlier! Orihime bowed deeply. Nanao stared at her and frowned. I didnt know that that was Captain Kyoraku... so I didnt know that he was the per


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son that Nanao-san was looking for. If I did, I would have told you...

What did you say?!

Ah?!

When I left, Captain was in the room?!

No, he came right after you left...

Where is he now? Is he still at the Tenth Division barracks?!

I think he should be...

Nanao immediately said goodbye and ran off. Surrounding her figure... seemed tobe an aura of fury...

Maybe I shouldnt have said anything...

Maybe you did the right thing...

The two of them prayed for Kyorakus safety.

Part Seven

Tenth Division Barracks, Reception Room

Captain!! The door came crashing open as Nanao entered the room.

Na-Nanao...Aah...!

Nanao threw a stack of papers at his face and fixed her gaze on Rangiku. Rangiku-san...

Wha-What! I didnt lie to you just now! Captain Kyoraku came here right after you left.

Its true! Nanao....Aaah...! Kyoraku suffered another paperwork attack, this time tothe other side of his face. Both sides of his face now were flushed red.

Rangiku stood behind Hitsugaya and placed her hands on his tiny shoulders. Captain, tell her!

This is none of my business! I was working by myself the entire time.

Rangikus expression immediately changed to were done for, but she just as quickly rcovered her smile and massaged Hitsugayas shoulders. Dont be so angry. Ill work harnow.

...Im already done.

Ah?!

Hitsugaya removed her hands and turned to face her. I did your portion of the work as well. You had quite a few forms thatd already missed the deadline...

Captain-----! Rangiku caught him in a bear hug.

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lly Hitsugayas head ended up right between her bountiful mounds.

How lucky... Hisagi looked on with envious eyes as Hitsugayas arms and legs flailedwildly. Upon closer inspection, it looked like he was trying to he was trying to thump her on the back. Rangiku-san, umm, isnt that a bit much?

Oh? Really? She let go after Hisagi reminded her. As a result, Hitsugaya ended upon his knees.

Ah...! Are you trying to kill me!! He had almost suffocated and was breathing likehis life depended on it.

How ridiculous, why on earth would I try to kill Captain? she replied as if nothing was the matter.

I felt as if my life was flashing before my eyes.

All right, its in the past already.

You have no right to decide that!

...Hitsugayas troubles were never-ending.

Kyoraku watched their argument and then turned to Nanao, his eyes full of hope. M

aybe Nanao did all my work for me too...

I didnt! Nanao quickly shot him down. Do you even know how many forms cant be submed without the Captains seal?! Even if a captain can do a lieutenants work, the reverse is not possible! Please return to the barracks as soon as you finish yourfood!!

Then, Ill eat slowly...

I am getting really angry! Nanao closed her eyes and tightened her fingers aroundthe stack of paperwork.

That movement didnt escape his notice. I am sorry! Dont get mad, Nanao-chan.

Please do not speak to me in that revolting tone of voice.

But...

There are no buts about it!!! Now eat!!

Hisagi lowered his head as he listened in on their conversation. Rangiku noticedand stared at him.

Rangiku-san...

Werent you just thinking... If only my captain were here?

How could I... Hisagi went silent.

He had been the lieutenant of the Captain of the Ninth Division, Tousen Kaname,who had left Soul Society together with Aizen.

That is not your responsibility, said Hitsugaya. Kyoraku also nodded at his words.Things might be difficult for you right now, but you do not have to take on everything alone. If you have any issues or problems, then let me know. I will helpyou.


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Nanao and Rangiku looked on with similar thoughts.

Thank you... Thanks to all of you... I am so...

Hn, that was delicious -----!! Yachirus voice drowned him out.

Ah....?! You ate it all...

Thank you for the food! Before Rangiku even had a chance to finish her sentence, she sped out like a bolt of lightning.

Shes defeated us... Staring at the empty sweets cupboard, Rangiku slapped her forehead and sighed.

Where on earth does she pack it away to... said Kyoraku, looking down at all the discarded wrappers.

Captain, I told you to hurry up with your food!

I understand --- Nanao is so impatient... Kyoraku started eating again as Rangikupicked up the wrappers.

Hitsugaya turned to a mouth-wide-open Hisagi and said, You... had something to sa

y just now?

...Not anymore.

Hisagi Shuuhei ---- was a rather pitiable man.

Chapter Two - Curry Rice

Fourth Division, General Medical Station, Second Floor Corridor

...Sewing materials? said Lieutenant of the Fourth Division Kotetsu Isane.

Do you know where I could find them? asked Ishida Uryu, who had stopped her in thehallway.

On the first floor. Isane pointed down. The station not only treated wounded shinigami, it was also responsible for mending and repairing shinigami uniforms.

Could I borrow them?

Of course... are you the one using them?

Yes. I wanted to make some clothes for when we return to the living world.

You know how to make clothes? Isane leaned over and asked.

Yes, I can... Uryu was somewhat cowed by Isanes tall and commanding presence.

Then, then... I have a request...! She crouched down and started whispering in hisear.

Part One

General Medical Station, Kitchen


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After Yachiru left with the pot of shiratama zenzai, Rukia took a deep breath toregain her composure before putting a new pot on the stove. She moved Renjis chair back to the corner, and sat there with her arms crossed.

Spicy food... She ran through a mental checklist of all the things that she had ever eaten. She had never come across any sort of proper food when she lived in Rukongai, and she had only ever eaten sweet things after being adopted by the Kuchiki family. Rukia thus didnt really know much about spicy food.

Now that I think about it... there was that food called curry rice from when I wasin the living world. That was pretty spicy... The only thing that she could thinkof was the dinner that Ichigo had brought her, when she was living in a closetat the Kurosaki house.

I brought dinner! Ichigo knocked on the door. It creaked open and Rukia poked herhead out.

Youre late! She closed the book that she was reading and jumped down to the floor.

What else could I do! I couldnt ask for a late-night snack right after I finishedmy dinner. Those who live under others roofs shouldnt complain! He handed her the tray, sat down at his desk, and pulled out his English textbook to prepare for tomorrows lecture.

The tray contained a glass full of water, and an oval plate filled with curry rice.

...What is this? Rukia poked gingerly at the curry with her spoon, mumbling to herself. Theres mud on it...

Why would I go through so much effort to play a sick joke like that? This is curry, curry! Ichigo turned and said to her.

Curry...?

You dont have it in Soul Society?

No, this is my first time seeing it. Rukia carefully scooped a tiny bit of curry with the spoon and smelled it. Cough cough...! Hey, Ichigo! It stings! Can I really eat it?! She had been completely unprepared for the fact that the spices mightcause her to start coughing or bring tears to her eyes.

Youre so noisy! Just settle down and eat! Im trying to study English here! Ichigo trned away and faced his desk again.

Rukia thought (what a grouch!) and picked up the spoon again. She took a sip ofwater and renewed her determination to send the curry into her mouth.

...Gulp. Gulp. Gulp gulp gulp.

Its good...! It was unlike anything that shed tasted before in Soul Society. Spicy ith a trace of sweetness, the flavor was complicated and indescribable in only afew words. Ichigo, its really good.

Really, thats great.

Ichigo, this is called curry?

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Ichigo, how is it made?

Who knows. Of course he knew, but it was hard to describe, so he bluffed instead.

Ichigo.

...

Ichigo.

Why are you so noisy!

Rukia looked at Ichigo as he turned to face her, and took another bite. Let me copy your notes when youre done.

Are you joking? Do it yourself!

That night, she waited until he was in the bathroom to fetch his notebook out ofhis bag and copied it in the closet. The next morning, she waited until he waseating breakfast downstairs to return it to his bag. Ichigo never even realizedwhat happened. From then on, Rukia repeated this strategy quite a few times [borrowing the notebook copying it in the closet returning it the next day]. Ichigonever found out, not even once.

(...Ah! Now isnt the time to contemplate my tactical brilliance.) Rukia stood andwalked up to the empty pot.

(But... how am I going to make this?) She studied the seasonings on the shelf, and carefully considered her options.

There was something spicy and something sticky... Could it be pepper and starch...? But if that was true, then where did the color come from... Rukia considered this, that, and other things, but in the end she still couldnt figure out what ingredient was necessary for the color.

(...Well then, Ill just go ask Ichigo or the others.) She sighed softly and left

the kitchen. (Near here... is that them?)

She honed in on the reiatsu and walked in that direction.

General Medical Station, First Floor, Shinigami Uniform Sewing Room

In this room were gathered the most quick and nimble members of the Fourth Division, who were responsible for the sewing of uniforms and captains haori.

Wow...so cute! Kotetsu Isane placed the one-piece dress that Ishida Uryu had madefor her against her body, and smiled from the bottom of her heart. Her one condition for using the sewing room was for Uryu to make a piece of western-style clothing for her.

Ishida-san, thank you so much! She bowed down deeply to him.

Ishida hurriedly said, No need to thank me, and blushed. That was nothing... As if o cover up his embarrassment, he adjusted his glasses a few times.

No! Im so happy! Soul Society has shops that sell clothing made in styles from thereal world... but Im too tall, so theres nothing that fits me.

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, who was standing. I... see. Then Ill make another set for you...

No way! Ishida-san, Im next! said the Third Seat of the Thirteenth Division, Kotetsu Kiyone, as she pushed her way to Ishidas side. Kiyone, who was Isanes little sister, came here to look for her captain. Hearing that her sister got a set of western-style clothes from Ishida, she wanted one too.

But... but, Kiyone you could always buy a set from the store.

Living world clothes are too expensive! Why pay when I can get a set for free?!

But... arent you here to find Captain Ukitake? You cant stay here for long.

Ill go look for him after Im measured.

Isane sighed at how determined her sister was. Okay... Ill buy a set for you! Willthat be fine?

Really?! Really?! Dont go back on your word now!

Yes, yes.

Okay! Just as planned... err I mean, Im so happy! Kiyone raised her fist and smiled.

(Just now, did she really say just as planned...) Uryu managed to catch it, but Isane was too busy calculating her recent expenditures in her head to notice.

Bye-bye! Sister! Ishida-san! Kiyone waved and walked out of the sewing room.

Uryu began cutting a light green cloth that might suit Isane under her expectantgaze. Are shinigami paid very low salaries? Actually now that I mention it, do you have salaries? he asked her.

Isane laughed. Of course we have salaries. I am a lieutenant, so I have a much higher salary than Kiyone, who is a third seat. But when compared to the other lieutenants, I have a much lower salary.

Does it have to do with which captain you serve?

Our base salaries are all the same. Those who serve on the front lines get an extra danger bonus. Since the Fourth Division is mainly responsible for support andlogistics in the rear, our bonuses in that area are much lower.

So its like that... It was exactly the opposite in the living world, Uryu thought.Those who fought on the front lines were utterly destitute, while those who stayed safe in the rear became wealthy.

(Sensei...) Uryu thought of his grandfather Ishida Souken, the Quincy. In orderto protect souls from Hollows, he went on the front lines alone and uncompensate

d. His father Ishida Ryuuken had refused to become a Quincy since he couldnt makemoney from it, choosing instead to become a doctor. Although Souken thought thatRyuukens words had some merit, Uryu would never agree with his fathers way of thinkng.

Uryu sank unhappily into silence. Seeing him like this, Isane thought that he felt sorry about her low salary. But, I am very proud to be a part of the Fourth Division! Even if the pay is low, I still like the Fourth Division very much!

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Thats right! Im totally fine with it, so you dont need to worry.

...?

Faced with a conversation that had gone completely off the rails, Uryu decided to focus instead on his work.

Part Two

After Uryu finished a second set of clothes for Isane, she thanked him profuselyand went back to her own workstation.

He stood up and stretched a little, resting for a bit. A female shinigami from the sewing group came up to present him with some tea.

If its not too much trouble, please accept this. She placed the cup in front of him.

Thank you. He drained the entire cup in one gulp. The flavor was similar to that of green tea, but the fragrance was different. It was really an unimaginable sortof fragrance.

(It feels like all the weariness has been washed clean from my body...) In actuality, he wasnt just feeling it. It really happened. This was a special tea producedby the Fourth Division, designed to restore their bodies when they were tired.It contained many different herbs chosen especially for this purpose.

Well... if youre not tired, could you make me a set too? asked the female shinigami. Her way of phrasing this was so delicate, it didnt at all carry the implicationthat I was the one who helped you recover.

Im not tired anymore, but the clothes I made just now were of a living world style...

Ah, how crafty you are! I want one too!

Then I want one as well!

Me too!

Me too!

Uryu was suddenly mobbed by the female shinigami. If - if I had to make a set foreveryone, isnt that a little too...

What ------ !! Everyone present sounded extremely unhappy.

If I just gave you the patterns then it might be possible.

Yay ----------!! They immediately started casting lots for places in line.

In the middle of it all, Uryu let out a deep sigh.

Rukia stood by the door of the sewing room and saw it all.

She had found Uryu by searching for his reiatsu, but he was completely surrounded by female shinigami and busy drawing patterns on paper. There hadnt been a single chance to talk to him.


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(...Maybe I wont bother him.) Thinking that shed go find the other three instead,Rukia left. She walked along a corridor and stopped by the front door.

(I hope theyre somewhere nearby...) She closed her eyes and started to search fortheir reiatsu.

What are you doing?

She turned her head towards the sound and saw Kurosaki Ichigo standing there. Ah,Ichigo! How are your injuries? You can walk now?

The four ryoka were assigned single rooms in the medical station, no matter if they were injured or not. Ichigos injuries had been even worse than Byakuyas, but thanks to the powers of Orihimes shun shun rikka, he had recovered at an astonishing speed.Im not even in pain anymore, but they reminded me not to do anything too strenuous, he said as he placed his hand on his stomach. He was able to walk a few days after being nearly split in two... Orihimes powers really were quite something.

Really...! Thats great! She patted her chest a few times, completely relieved. Shehad gone to visit Ichigo a few times, but this was the first time that he had been able to walk.

So, what are you doing?

I had something that I wanted to ask Ishida... Oh, Ichigo! Do you know how to make curry rice?

Yes but...

Then come with me!

Ah----?

Rukia walked forward ten spaces and looked back. Come on, dont just stand there. She picked up her pace again.

What the, what on earth is happening... Ichigo was confused, but had no choice butto obediently follow her to the kitchen.

Second Floor, Kitchen

Now, what do I do first? Rukia placed both hands on her waist as she stood in front of the stove, looking up at him.

What?

The curry!

I already asked you, what about the curry!

And I told you, tell me how to make it.

Oh, so its that. But is that really how you ask someone for a favor?! Ichigo sat down on the chair in the corner and scowled at her.

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What... whats wrong? Why are you so agreeable today?

I dont have time. I need to finish it before dinner...

He stared at her profile, with her eyes lightly closed, and realized something. Are you making it for Byakuya?

So you do know...

Oh, so its that. He thought to himself, (your face couldve told me everything I neeed to know.)

Before, Rukia and Byakuya did not have any sort of sibling affection. Now that the previous battle had helped her discover Byakuyas true feelings, she was carefully considering how to handle this new relationship with her brother. All thesecomplicated emotions were written on her face, even though she hadnt realized ityet.

Curry... First, do you have some curry mix?

Mix? What is mix?

Its the main ingredient in curry. I wonder if Soul Society has it...

What a second, Ill go ask.

Rukia went up to a nearby cook who was busy cleaning a fish and spoke briefly with him. He said hed heard of it, but never saw it before. I said that it was something that looked like mud, like a muddy kind of thing?

No, never mind. He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes. (I remember that one way to make it was... to fry some wheat flour and then do this and that toit, but I cant remember any of the details.) His sister Yuzu used an instant mixto make curry. His mother Masaki had thought that it should be made from scratch with flour. But Ichigo wasnt even tall enough to reach his mothers wrists back then, so he couldnt remember the exact details. No matter what, he first needed toget his hands on some curry mix. And Soul Societys resident expert at getting he

r hands on such rare items was...

Okay! Ichigo stood up. Im going to go ask Yoruichi-san. You can start on the diced eat and vegetables. Ill be back soon.

Oh, thank you! Rukia replied... and then immediately regretted not asking him whatsorts of vegetables tasted well in curry.

She started to recall what it had tasted like in her mouth. She closed her eyes,and made scooping motions towards her mouth with the spoon.

All the cooks nearby stared at her in bewilderment.

Part Three

Ichigo followed Shihouin Yoruichis reiatsu to the Second Division Barracks. In acorridor near the administrative offices, he ran into Captain of the Second Division Soi Fon coming out of the reception room. She moved with a fluid grace, silently sliding the door shut.

Oh, youre the Captain of the Second Division, right?


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Soi Fon jumped upon hearing his voice and stared. You are... Kurosaki Ichigo. What are you doing here? she asked, frowning at him.

Im looking for Yoruichi-san. I felt her reiatsu near here...

Yoruichi-sama is resting. She took a position in front of the door and frowned even more.

Really, thanks. He walked up and was soon almost inches away from running into her, but Soi Fon still refused to move. ...Umm, I want to go inside, so could you please let me in?

I refuse. His request was denied.

Ichigo looked down at her and cocked his head to one side. Uh...?

Didnt I just say that shes resting! I refuse to let you disturb Yoruichi-samas slee! Soi Fon started to reach for the zanpakutou on her back.

Wait a second, what are you trying to do?!

Soi Fon crouched and began to emit a dangerous aura. Ichigo was unconsciously forced back a step. Leave. Otherwise... Ill kill you! She gripped her zanpakutou.

(She... Shes serious!) Ichigo started to sweat. He could tell just from that aurathat she wasnt joking.

Just as she was about to unsheathe her zanpakutou, the door to the reception room slid open. Stop, Soi Fon!

Yoruichi walked out, scratching her head. Although she often went around as a cat, today she was in human form.

Yoruichi-sama! But...!

Dont worry, you can retreat for now. She yawned and patted Soi Fons head.

...I obey. Soi Fon bowed and stood behind her.

Good to see you, Ichigo! Your wounds look a lot better!

Yeah, Im pretty much healed already...

So? Did you need something?

Yes. He noticed that Soi Fon was still staring at him with killing intent, and shrank back a little. Im looking for some curry mix. I thought that Yoruichi-san might know where to get some.

Hm, curry... Well, thats not something that you can find in Soul Society. She clasp

ed her wrist and looked curiously at him. But really... why do you need somethinglike that? Wont you be able to eat it in a few days when you return to the living world? How impatient you are!

It isnt for me! Rukia asked me to look for some!

Rukia...?

Yeah, she wants to make some for Byakuya. So... could you think of something?


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Yoruichi nodded. Oh, so its for little Byakuya... She thought for two or three seconds. Okay! Ill bring it to you as soon as I get it.

Thanks so much!

Yoruichi walked up to the window and leaned against the frame. Bye-bye then, Ichigo! Soi Fon! There was a sudden wind, and she was nowhere to be seen. This was the shinigami art of high-speed movement, shunpo.

Im coming with you! Soi Fon followed her out the window.

Ichigo was left alone in the corridor, wondering (do captains really have so much free time?) while rubbing his head.

Captain -- could you place your seal here... huh? The Lieutenant of the Second Division Omaeda Marechiyo had managed to just miss the two of them. Hey, you... you?! Arent you the ryoka from that one time?!

The one time that Omaeda referred to was when Ichigo had managed to defeat the lieutenants of the First, Second, and Fourth Divisions all at once on Sokyoku Hill.

Have I seen you somewhere before... Sorry, cant remember. ----What a pity that Ichigo had completely forgotten about it himself.

His face contorted slightly. So you cant remember... Hmph, thats fine too! A rich man such as myself doesnt get caught up in the past!!

Im sorry, but I cant remember you at all.

Ichigos next sentence almost made him lose control, but he couldnt go back on hisword and make a scene. (Dont get so mad at what that peasant says... Just remember that Im incredibly rich, and hes a poor bastard.) With that self-encouragement,he managed to control his anger. Orangehead, wasnt the Captain here just now?

Yeah. She left with Yoruichi-san.

I cant stand it anymore! Damnit! Ever since Yoruichi-sama showed up, she hasnt done

even a bit of work! Omaeda stomped back into the administrative offices.

Ichigo walked out of the Second Division Barracks and started hurrying back to where Rukia was waiting. When the Fourth Division Barracks came into view, he noticed a familiar figure nearby. Even though it was dressed in shinigami robes, with that figure and that haircut, it could only be one person.

Chad---!! Ichigo waved and ran to where he was.

Chad waved gently back. You have no trouble walking anymore?

Yeah, no problem! Ichigo thumped his abdomen a few times. Chad let out a deep breath and nodded. Where are you going?

To West Rukongai... to see Shibata.

Shibata Yuichi was a boy who was looking for his mother from the living world. He had once lived inside a parakeet and met Chad, even if it was only for a little while.

Oh. Be careful.

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he was soon very far away.

Hey --- Chad! Say hi to him for me ---! Ichigo yelled to Chads faraway figure. Chadstopped and gave him a thumbs up. Eh? Is that a habit of his? Ichigo mumbled to himself as he watched his good friend start running again.

Part Four

General Medical Station, Second Floor, Kitchen

When Ichigo returned to the kitchen, Rukia was busy peeling potatoes with a veryserious expression. The cutting board was covered with a small mountain of diced onions and pork.

Huh? Thats quite a lot! How many people are you planning to make this for?

Rukia looked up. Her eyes were still red from cutting up the onions. Oh, Ichigo!How was it? Did you get the curry mix?

Yoruichi-san said that shed bring some.

Then it shouldnt be a problem. She went back to work and used what looked like somevery dangerous techniques to peel the potatoes and dice them.

Ichigo sat down on the chair in the corner and said to her, I wonder...

What is it? Her eyes were still focused on her work.

What kind of a person is Yoruichi-san? People say that she was a supreme commander of something.

Commander of the Onmitsukid and Corps Commander of the Corrections Corps. The previous one. Currently Soi Fon held both positions.

But what does that even mean? I dont understand.

Rukia finished up the last bit of potato and looked at him. The Onmitsukid is kindof like the living worlds CI-something...

The CIA?

Yes, just like that! Thats why their identities are always kept secret. She lookeda tad pleased with herself as she started to peel some garlic next.

So Soul Society even has something like that...

When I went to the living world and discovered that you had such an organization,I felt the same way. Even though Id done some living world studies at the ShinoAcademy... it really was better to get some hands-on experience.

The Shino Academy was set up by the Captain Commander of the Gotei 13, YamamotoGenryuusai Shigekuni. It was an educational institution dedicated to training shinigami.

Living world studies, huh...

In order for shinigami to not be too confused when they went on duty in the living world, the most basic amount of real world knowledge possible was taught in living world studies. Life in Soul Society and the living world was just too differ


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ent, so this course had been set up seventy years ago.

...So, what about Yoruichi-san?

By the time I joined the Gotei 13, she had already retired from her position as commander of the Onmitsukid, so I dont know the exact details, she said as she started to cut up the garlic.

What, even you dont know?

Rukia stopped what she was doing for a moment and turned to face him. But... Ive heard a lot of stories about her. She was the Princess of the Tenshiheisban Shihouin Family, and the Flash Goddess who nobody could catch...

Oh, are you telling stories about me? Yoruichi walked in smiling, followed closelyby Soi Fon.

Yoruichi-sama! And Captain Soi Fon! Rukia quickly put down the garlic and greetedthem.

Rukia! Catch! Yoruichi tossed a box of curry mix to her.

Thank you so much!

No problem. I was bored anyway.

So you could find it even in Soul Society, said Ichigo, looking at the mix in Rukias hands.

Yoruichi laughed and said, Theres nothing that I cant find! Especially in Soul Society!

You really are too wonderful, Yoruichi-sama! Soi Fon added.

If you need anything else, just call me! Bye! Yoruichi turned and walked out of the kitchen. Soi Fon again followed closely behind.

...Do the captains never work?

I dont think... thats true. But as she watched Soi Fon shirk her duties to follow Yruichi around, there really wasnt much else she could say.

Yo, do you need my help with that? He gestured towards the instructions on the back of the box.

No, I can do it myself. Rukia started to fry the chopped vegetables.

Oh. Her tiny figure standing by the stove seemed to remind him of another tiny figure by another stove, long ago in the days after his mother had died. He then felt a certain unwillingness to leave.

Bored and with nothing else to do, he picked up a nearby copy of Seireitei Communications, August Edition and started reading.

[Lead interview special edition! Lieutenant of the Tenth Division Matsumoto Rangiku ~~ How to coexist with a workaholic superior officer]

[Learn from Third Seat Iemura! What to do when the unexpected happens ~~ Compound fractures chapter ~~]


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[Remember that when reciting kido incantations, speed kills!]

[The BEST ways to take off that shinigami uniform!]

[Through clever use of small ornaments, be more fashionable today!]

Ichigo flipped through the magazine and let out a deep sigh. (And here I thoughtthat the shinigami were going to be a bit more intimidating than they actuallyare...) Instead, the members of the Gotei 13 seemed to have the same sort of existence as performers and wrestlers in the real world.

Now Im having trouble trying to imagine what Byakuya eating curry would look like.Ichigo put the magazine back and stood up to stretch.

The curry would be ready in another fifteen minutes. Rukia stood in front of thestove and tried to imagine Byakuya eating curry.

Byakuya bringing the spoon to his mouth, his cheeks already stuffed full of curry.

Byakuya noisily chewing the curry.

Byakuya with curry stains around his mouth.

(Truly... no matter how I think about it... Nii-sama wouldnt look right eating curry...!)

Rukia looked down at the pot full of curry boiling merrily away, and froze. I never realized that certain kinds of food could be inappropriate!

But is that really a problem? As long as you made it, Byakuya should be happy toeat it. Ichigo believed that eating whatever his little sister made without complaint was the duty of a big brother.

Really? Rukia felt a slim amount of hope.

Just then, there was a commotion near the entrance of the kitchen.

My my, what an interesting smell. It was the Captain of the Fourth Division, Unohana Retsu. She walked gracefully towards them, smiling all the way.

Captain Unohana! Kuchiki Rukia of the Thirteenth Division is temporarily borrowing your divisions kitchen!

Yes, Hanatarou told me. She nodded gently and turned to Ichigo. You are... KurosakiIchigo-san, correct? How are your injuries?

Im almost healed, Ichigo stood up to reply. Thank you for everything that youve do

No need... may I see? She pointed to the wound on his abdomen. Ichigo nodded and p

ulled aside his clothing. ...Such a grave a wound, and in such short a time... Sheplaced her hand on his bandages. Thats all, thank you. She lifted her hand and smiled at him. That ryoka girl seems to have very excellent healing abilities... Youtruly have some very wonderful friends.

I agree. Ichigo couldnt help but smile.

By the way... Unohana turned and looked over Rukias shoulder at the pot. What is tht?


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Rukia moved so she could get a clearer look. This is food from the living world,called curry. It is served over rice.

Is that so... Unohanas face darkened as she looked at the curry.

Captain Unohana...? Rukia asked tentatively.

Unohana gave her a rather hesitant smile. It is perhaps cruel of me to say so after you worked so hard, but Captain Kuchiki is still unwell. He needs to eat things that are light and not too hard on his stomach. She placed a comforting hand on Rukias shoulder. Even if its something simple, Captain Kuchiki should be very pleased.

Advice complete, she added, I shall take my leave then. She turned and walked slowly away.

Thank you for the advice! Rukia bowed to her departing figure.

Ichigo stood by her side and looked at the now cooked curry. So curry irritates the stomach?

What am I going to do now?

Maybe you should make some porridge? You already made some cooked rice. Itll be pr

etty quick and easy. Ichigo pointed to an empty pot next to her pot full of curry.

Rukia looked at the orange sunlight filtering in through the windows and decidedthat there was no time left to lose. Youre right. Thats what Ill do. She turned othe stove and covered up the curry.

What about this? Ichigo knocked on the pot cover.

Hmm...

If you dont know what to do with it, how about I take it over to the Eleventh Division? While he was being treated, Orihime had told him that the Eleventh Division

had been incredibly helpful in the final mad dash to Sokyoku Hill. Hed already decided to go over there and thank them as soon as he was well.

Okay, have fun sharing it with everyone.

All right then! Im going! He took the few scraps of cloth that she handed to him and wrapped them around the pots handles. And just like that, he carried it out ofthe kitchen.

Part Five

Eleventh Division Barracks

Ichigo heard a very familiar sound.

Ichi---------! Yachiru stretched out her four limbs as she descended from the redevening sky. Her shinigami robes rippling against the wind made a sound much like the beating of a birds wings.

What?! Hey, thats dangerous! Ichigo estimated where shed land and jumped out of theway. Yachiru executed a beautiful twist in the air and completed a perfect landing on Ichigos shoulder.


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Damnit!! That was too dangerous!! Whatd happen if I spilled it?! He readjusted hisgrip on the pot.

Yachiru jumped lightly off his shoulder and started examining the pot.

What? What is this?

Its from Rukia.

Yachiru didnt even wait for an answer and lifted the lid directly. She sniffed and immediately sneezed. Wow~~~! How spicy~~~! She covered her nose and turned away.

Youre supposed to pour it over rice. Are you guys having dinner right now?

Yup! Everyones eating!

Well, if were not quick then therell be no rice left.

(When he finds out that Ichi is well again, Ken-chan is going to be so happy!) Yachiru smiled and jumped all around him.

The Eleventh Division had a very large dojo, the likes of which couldnt be foundin any other division. When Zaraki Kenpachi became captain, he didnt feel that th

e Eleventh Division needed to construct a courtyard to receive guests, so he hada large and sturdy dojo constructed instead. And so, the previous dojo was turned into a cafeteria for the division members.

Im back -------! Yachiru pulled the doors open so hard that they almost broke. Therectangular room was full of long tables placed widthwise and in rows. The onlyone currently in use was also the one closest to the door. The Eleventh Divisionmight be an unruly bunch, but they still feared and respected Captain Zaraki Kenpachi and a few other seated officers to an unusual degree. Before the captainfinished his dinner, none of them dared to enter the cafeteria. Yachiru took offher shoes and hopped onto Kenpachis shoulder. A present for Ken-chan! she said, pointing to the door.

Everyone looked to the door and saw Ichigo come in with the pot. The corners ofKenpachis mouth turned up when he saw him. Yo, Ichigo. ...Nice present, Yachiru, hewhispered to her.

Ichigo, hows that wound on your stomach? asked the Third Seat of the Eleventh Division, Madarame Ikkaku, who sat at Kenpachis right hand side.

Ichigo placed the pot on the table and replied, Oh, Im pretty much healed. But whenhe saw Kenpachi perk up, he quickly added, Wait, just wait! Thats.... right. Theytold me not to do any strenuous exercises!! So I even left Zangetsu in my room!! He turned around to show that he was telling the truth. (Who on earth would actually want to fight with that demon for no particular reason...!)

Che, how boring... Kenpachi picked up some sake and started drinking straight fromthe bottle.

Ah, Captain!! Youll finish too quickly if you drink like that! Please use a cup!

Dont be so stiff, Ikkaku. Kenpachi didnt listen to him at all.

Thats right! Dont be like that! You party-pooper!!

A vein started throbbing on Ikkakus brow.


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Speaking of which... what did you come here for? asked the Fifth Seat of the Eleventh Division Ayasegawa Yumichika, who sat across from Ikkaku.

Ichigo placed his hand on the warm lid. I brought this here...

Ichi! Brought us some food to eat! Food! Yachiru managed to steal his thunder.

Hey, youre rather loud... Ikkaku covered his forehead with his right hand. Yachirupicked up the fish head from Kenpachis plate and threw it at Ikkakus shiny head. It hit completely on target, and slowly slid off the targets head.

Isnt that right, Ichi! Yachiru smiled sweetly at him, completely oblivious to Ikkakus anger.

Ah... thats right. This is from Rukia. Youre supposed to eat it on rice. (How pitifl...) He looked at Ikkaku and placed the pot at the center of the table before lifting the lid.

What is this? asked Ikkaku as he cleaned off his head. Can we really eat it?

Its spicy mud -------!

Its not mud!! Its called curry! Curry! Ichigo yelled at Yachiru.

Its not at all beautiful... Yumichika stole a glance and crossed his arms. Kenpachididnt look very enthusiastic either.

Oh, curry? Wow, this is quite rare! Just as everyone was feeling rather listless,the silent person sitting at Yumichikas side finally spoke up. He was the Lieutenant of the Seventh Division, Iba Tetsuzaemon.

Iba-san, you know what this is? asked Yumichika.

He nodded. Yes. I had it once before, when I accompanied one of our new members to the living world. In order to make him feel more at ease, Iba had taken him toa restaurant where they had a bowl of curry together. Could I have some?

Of course, as much as you want!

Armed with Ichigos reply, Iba poured some curry onto his rice.

Um, who is that? Ichigo asked Ikkaku.

Iba Tetsuzaemon. He used to be our fourth seat, but now hes a lieutenant in the Seventh Division.

Ah... its great that you guys are still so friendly. Ichigo had thought that this was the long-awaited fourth seat, but he was wrong.

Its good, said Iba.

Now Ikkaku wanted to try some too. Hey, give me some. He followed Ibas example andpoured some curry into his bowl. Hey! Its really good! He took another bite and said, Its really good, Ichigo! But just as he turned towards Ichigo, Yachiru made a sneak attack on his bowl.

Sluuuuurp~~~~~~~!!

It was the sound of curry being slurped.


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The room was suddenly extremely quiet.

Ikkaku was the first to react. You little rabbit! What are you trying to do?! He wrestled the bowl away from Yachirus mouth and yelled.

Its good ------! Yachiru swatted away Ikkakus hand and jumped on top of Kenpachi. Hr entire face was covered with curry.

Hey! How dare you treat me like this! I cant stand it anymore!

All right, dont get angry. Just get another bowl. Ichigo jumped in the way as Ikkaku tried to tackle Yachiru. Iba and Yumichika didnt react to the scuffle at all, like they had already become accustomed to this sort of thing.

It was not easy, but Ikkaku controlled his anger and sat back down.

Now it was Kenpachis turn to stand up. Im going. I dont know what this smell is... ut my nose isnt even working anymore. He quickly made for the exit.

Ichigo waved. See you soon!

Iba said goodbye as well, while Ikkaku and Yumichika stood up and bowed in silence.

Ken-chan, I want to have a bit more before I go! Yachiru hopped off his shoulder and waved.

Kenpachi said, Whatever you want, and left.

Everyone started to work silently on the curry. Iba and Ikkaku wolfed it down like it was ochazuke. Yumichika was careful to not let any of it get into his hair. Yachirus entire face disappeared into her bowl. Ichigo ate it slowly with a tiny spoon usually used for sweets.

(Its like this warm feeling is spreading from my stomach throughout my body...) To Ichigo, who had been stuck eating nothing but flavorless food at the medical s

tation, this really was a special treat.

Just as he turned his attention back to the curry, Yachiru lifted her head up from her bowl, which was of course completely empty.

Koma is here! Ichi, Koma is here! She stood up on her chair and looked at Ichigo.Even her hair was covered with curry.

Your face... is kind of scary. Before Ichigo even had a chance to finish, she jumped off the chair and opened the door.

Good evening! She greeted the Captain of the Seventh Division, Komamura Saijin, who was startled by the door suddenly opening but nevertheless waved at her in gre

eting.

Captain! Im sorry that I started without you! Iba immediately ran up to Komamura and bowed.

Dont worry. Raise your head, Tetsuzaemon.

Yes, sir! Iba did just as he was told.

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oper captain and lieutenant...)

Does Captain Komamura want some too? Even though its from the living world, its quite good. Ikkaku pointed to the pot.

Komamura shook his head. Ill have to pass.

Just try some! Yachiru jumped on him and started to pull on the fur behind his head.

Kusajishi... please get off, said Komamura, confused.

Yachiru got a firm grip and started to rub her face in his fur.

Lieutenant, this is very rude! said Ikkaku.

Ichigo elbowed him and asked, She didnt wipe her face beforehand... did she?

It was true. Yachirus face was still covered with curry.

(That idiot... look at what she just did----!) Ikkaku ran up and pulled Yachiruoff by her collar. The fur on the back of Komamuras head was covered with yellowsauce. I am so so so so sorry!!

Why are you apologizing... Komamura hadnt realized that the back of his head was acomplete mess.

Come back and play soon! Doggy!

Doggy...? Ikkaku turned away from Komamura and whispered to her. You idiot, you just smeared curry all over the place, and now youre saying stuff like this?!

But, he is a doggy!

Hes a wolf!

Komamura gazed down at the two of them whispering to each other and sighed in ad

miration. (Theyre quite close over here.) Ill have to take my leave. He walked out,still covered with curry.

Bye-bye! Yachiru saw him to the door and waved goodbye.

Looking at the little demon, Ikkaku sighed deeply.

You really have it tough. Ichigo clapped him on the shoulder and returned to the table. He picked up the bowl and spoon, and mumbled, Maybe its because hes bald...

Behind him, there was a sound of a blade being drawn from its sheath.

He looked back.

The blade was pointed right between his eyes.

Whoosh!

Ah?! That... that was dangerous! Ichigo managed to catch Ikkakus zanpakutou betweenhis palms.

I am not bald...! Its just shaved...!! Ikkaku said as he applied more pressure on the blade.


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Ichigo pushed the sword away and sighed. ...Really?

Chapter Three - Rice Porridge

Third Division, Detention Center

Lieutenant of the Third Division Kira Izuru worked alone in the dim detention center.

The very next day after Aizen Sosuke, Ichimaru Gin, and Tousen Kaname left SoulSociety, the Captain Commander ordered that all their offices, along with the Central 46 Chamber, be searched. Kira was also implicated in their plot, but he had only been following his captains orders and had no clue about their true intentions. And since the Third Division might have to cease operations without theirlieutenant, he hadnt been punished at all.

Then, why was Kira still sitting in the detention center?

This morning, hed sat facing Nanao on the other side of the bars as she read aloud from an official document.

...Taking the above points into consideration, Kira Izuru is found to be innocent

. This is the judgment of Captain Commander Yamamoto. She directed the jailer toopen up his cell.

Kira lowered his head and walked uncertainly out of the cell.

Your office, bedroom, as well as the captains quarters are still being searched. Please find another room to temporarily stay in while the search is in progress.I will have to go back and supervise the search now. Nanao turned and started towalk away.

...Excuse me! he called to her in a weak voice.

...What is it?

Could I use this place then?

Nanao frowned. Isnt this the detention center?

...It is.

If Lieutenant Kira wishes it, then I wont stop you. But is this what you really want?

Kira nodded without meeting her eyes.

Even after the search was over, he didnt return to his office. The peaceful envir

onment behind these bars was one reason. Still, the biggest reason was because he didnt have the courage to go near his lost captains rooms.

(Even so, I still... respect that man.)

His captain... had betrayed him and all of Soul Society. He understood that. ButIchimaru Gin still had an extraordinary sort of influence over him, one that made him willing to raise his blade against those he loved without any hesitation.

...I am so pitiful. He had lost count of how many times hed repeated that phrase. B


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ut even if he said it, it didnt change anything. That was something else that heunderstood. I am really, truly pitiful... Still, he couldnt help but say it.

Good grief! Thats about all I heard the entire way into here! It pisses me off!

Kira jumped. The man whod replied to him quickly approached his cell.

Yo. It was Abarai Renji.

Abarai-kun... Kira immediately looked back at his paperwork.

What is it? Are you still feeling down?

He lowered his head and replied, Its nothing.

How long are you planning to stay in here? Isnt the search over already? Renji leaned against the bars as he spoke.

The search was over a long time ago. They didnt find anything in the captains quarters except for a few blankets and clothes. Same for the administrative offices... other than some paperwork there was nothing else to find. He put down his brushand moved the form that hed just finished to the completed paperwork stack.

(Was it because hed been planning to leave Soul Society all along?) He remembered

how his captain never had bookcases or even a desk in his office. Ichimaru Ginhad vanished almost without a trace. It almost gave one the impression that hed never been there at all.

Since the search is over, itd be best if you left this place.

Kira reached for his next piece of paperwork. Did you need anything from me?

Do I have to need something just to talk to you?

I guess not... he said in a quiet voice.

Renji sighed. (...What did I come here for?) He came because he hoped that Kira

would cheer up soon... but he didnt know what to say to make him feel better. Didntyou want to apologize to Rukia?

Ah... yes.

Shes busy making some food for Captain Kuchiki at the medical station. I suppose that if you brought some mentaiko to her, it could be a conversation starter.

Thats... right. Ill do that. He put down the form that hed been working and rubbeds temples. The cell was stacked full with a mountain of finished paperwork. Allthat remained to be done was the form on his desk.

(Did I completely wear myself out...) He hadnt slept at all. He thought that if h

e focused on his work then thatd block out everything else. He no longer knew howlong hed been awake.

Renji felt so pained by the sight that he had to turn away. Dont take on everything yourself, he suddenly said. Bye now!

...Ah, goodbye. Kira looked up and stared at Renjis retreating figure. He was veryhappy that Renji came. Renji still cared about him, even if he betrayed his ownfriends, even if he harmed his good friend Hinamori. Renji didnt abandon him. ...Thank you.


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Kira slumped over on his desk. A few seconds later, his shoulders started shaking.

Part One

General Medical Station, Kitchen

Rukia looked down at the porridge bubbling away in a tiny pot. So I ended up making boring old rice porridge...

Shiratama zenzai and curry rice were both foods that could bring back memories of her time in the living world. Shed hoped to use this opportunity to tell Byakuya about her adventures there. She sighed, and turned off the stove.

You seem very troubled.

Ah?!? The sudden sound right behind her almost made Rukia upset the pot. She slowly turned around. Lieutenant Kurotsuchi! You scared me...

It was the Lieutenant of the Twelfth Division, Kurotsuchi Nemu. You seem troubled. Did you need some excitement? she asked in a monotone.

Um... maybe. Rukia was a bit scared of how she had no idea what Nemu was thinkingbut nodded anyway.

Nemu pulled out a tiny bottle from her waist pouch. This is for you. She held thebottle in front of Rukias face. It was filled with a clear liquid.

This is...

With just one drop, this drug causes a violent reaction in the brain, which willthen...

No no no no!! I dont need that kind of excitement!! Rukia immediately retracted herhand that had just been reaching for the bottle.

Really? Nemu looked at her sideways and added, I think it would be good for you.

Yes! Thank you for the offer!!

There are only a little bit of... side effects.

Even a little bit is something!! Rukia would never dose her brother with any sortof unknown drug.

A voice suddenly came from Nemus chest. Nemu! Dont dawdle! Hurry up! It was the voie of the Captain of the Twelfth Division, Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

Yes, Mayuri-sama, Nemu said to her chest. It seemed like there was a communicatorin there.

Um, thank you again! Rukia called out to Nemu, whod turned to leave without anotherword.

She stopped at the doorway and turned to look at Rukia. ...Youre welcome. For justa moment, it seemed like she smiled, but she just as quickly left through the doorway.


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Alone again, Rukia covered a carrying tray with cloth and placed the covered poton it next to a small bowl and spoon. She then stood back a few steps to look at her creation. Eh...

(Just as I thought, it looks very plain... if only there was something I could add...)

She started searching through the shelves, looking for some pickled vegetables or dried plums.

Just then, a shinigami said softly, Umm, Kuchiki-san.

It was Kira Izuru, carrying a small bag.

Lieutenant Kira... Rukia stared at her surprise guest. Theyd been in the same yeartogether at the Academy, but they never had much interaction together. At least,none thatd be a reason for him to visit her. Why are you here?

Umm... Abarai-kun told me that you were making some food for Captain Kuchiki... so I brought this. He handed the tiny bag to her. Inside was a box about as big asRukias palm, labeled [Spicy Mentaiko Premium Quality].

This is expensive... can I really accept it? She stared at him in wonder, trying to think of what reason Kira might have to give her a present like this. (Maybe N

ii-sama showed him some sort of kindness...?)

I am so sorry! Kira suddenly bowed down to her after a few seconds silence. His shoulders shook and his voice was strained. I... helped push your execution forward...!

To Rukia, this was completely unexpected. ...Please raise your head. She smiled warmly at him.

But...!

Lieutenant Kira was merely following his captains orders. You should share no blame in the matter. Kira looked up at her warm, comforting eyes and felt as if tears

were about to spill out of his own. He quickly looked back down. Really, theres no need

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