novelraw Chapter 32 Threat
Chapter 32 Threat
Even if she has a good relationship with Kirinji, so what? It has nothing to do with him.
These kinds of people don't consider the simplistic reasoning that a friend's friend is their friend.
In their view, anything that could threaten their existence was a huge hidden danger to peace and their rule.
Besides that, there's Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
What is his strength?
Who is it this time?
Why have we never heard of such a person before?
Yamamoto didn't see any problem with his suggestion.
He was also curious about Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
"Therefore, this matter will be entrusted to Yoriichi Tsugikuni," concluded Senri Shihouin.
"Anyway, he already had a deep-seated hatred for ghosts, didn't he?"
"Then I'll go back and say so." Kirinji didn't have any objections.
Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who was able to persuade Unohana to give up her sword and become a doctor, is definitely not a weakling.
He's even stronger than Mao Zhihua!
So dealing with the Ryudoji family shouldn't be a problem. Even if they can't withstand a group attack, escaping won't be an issue if there's real danger.
But when he returned to his clinic, the scene he saw shocked him.
Instead of sitting up, Unohana Yachiru was slumped on the stone slab, her face flushed as if bathed in the sunset. Her usual cold and sharp temperament had been softened by alcohol into a kind of childlike stubbornness.
She gripped Yoriichi's sleeve tightly with one hand, tearing the black sleeve until it was somewhat deformed.
In her other hand, she gripped a rough earthenware wine bowl, the amber-colored liquid inside swaying slightly with her movements.
"I don't care!" Her voice was a half-tone higher than usual, with the slurred and stubborn tone characteristic of drunkenness.
"You can't leave! Stay with me... and keep drinking!"
Yoriichi Tsugikuni knelt down opposite her, a rare look of helplessness appearing on his usually calm face.
He tried to pull his sleeve back, but his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her if he used too much force.
Hearing the door open, he looked up, and a hint of relief flashed in his dark red eyes:
"Mr. Kirinji, Miss Unohana... seems to be drunk."
Kirinji stood at the entrance, his lips twitching slightly.
He looked around the courtyard—seven or eight empty wine jars lay crookedly on the low table, the red clay seals on the mouths of the jars roughly broken, the strong aroma of wine mixed with the bitter smell of herbs, almost solidified in the warm air.
He couldn't help but complain, his voice laced with disbelief: "Seriously? I just went out to gather some information, and you guys are already this drunk?"
He glanced at the wine on the table, and a well symbol reappeared on his forehead as he said angrily:
"You two bastards! This is a medicinal wine I carefully concocted! It's so potent that it's meant to numb those with extremely strong souls! Who gave you permission to drink it?!"
"Ah... it was Miss Unohana who took it out."
"You cheapskate, what's wrong with taking two bottles of your liquor?" Unohana hiccuped, her eyes glazing at Kirinji. "I'm not drunk. I'm going to beat him today!"
Although she said she wasn't drunk, she was so unsteady in her sitting position that it seemed she was only holding onto Yoriichi's sleeve to keep from falling over, which was not convincing at all.
At this moment, her usually pale face was shockingly red, even her ears were tinged with crimson.
Even so, the stubborn competitiveness in her eyes still burned like the last embers in the ashes.
But she really wanted to beat Yoriichi just once.
Because she felt that sense of despair and frustration from Yoriichi's sword, since she couldn't defeat him in swordsmanship, she should at least win once by drinking.
Driven by this intense competitive spirit, Unohana got drunk for the first time. She had never felt so tipsy before, because drinking was not a good habit for a swordsman.
Alcohol can numb the nerves and slow down reactions, and being drunk can put you in danger.
But she still got drunk this time, and even when she was drunk, it seemed she still couldn't beat Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
Even Kirin Temple found it strange.
"Didn't you drink any?"
He glanced at the table and noticed that there were wine glasses on both sides of the table.
"I drank it, but I didn't taste anything. I'm not used to drinking," Yoriichi replied.
"..." Kirin Temple fell silent.
What kind of answer is that?
Didn't you taste anything?
This wine isn't for you to just taste!
With just a quick glance, he knew that Yoriichi had drunk no less than Unohana, but even though Unohana was so drunk, this guy only said that he couldn't taste anything.
Theoretically speaking, one jar of wine should be enough to make the soul of a third-level spirit unconscious, but this guy and Unohana drank at least seven or eight jars together and still didn't change color!
Is this what you call not being used to drinking?
"Never mind, I have something to tell you."
After a moment of silence, Kirinji said to Yoriichi, "I have a lead on the person you asked me to investigate."
Yoriichi immediately became serious and said in a deep voice, "What?"
Even a tipsy Unohana wasn't completely drunk, so it's clear that alcohol didn't completely control her.
Kirinji said, "The Ryudoji family might have the person you're looking for."
"The Ryudoji family?" Yoriichi frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing across his face. "I'm sorry, I've never heard of this family."
Upon hearing this, Kirinji sighed and said, "Ryudoji is an aristocratic group that has developed over the past century. Relying on its military strength, it has quickly gathered a large number of followers and formed a relatively large military group."
"According to the Shihouin family's investigation, the missing Shinigami may be related to the Ryudoji clan, but he has not received any definite information."
"Moreover, since the Ryudoji family is also a noble family, it is inconvenient for me or anyone else to show up."
"Wow!"
Yoriichi immediately stood up and said, "Please tell me the location of the Ryudoji family, and I will go there now."
"Is it that urgent?" Kirinji looked up at the sky and said, "Going now would be too obvious and might arouse their suspicion. Let's wait until tonight."
"You may not know this, but the Soul Society may seem calm now, but the situation is actually very tense. The slightest disturbance could lead to a war."
"Is that so..." Yoriichi also looked up at the sky and said, "Should we wait until nightfall to make our move?"
That makes sense.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "During the daytime, Muzan will never show himself."
"He only appears at night. Going during the day would only alert him."
He glanced at Unohana, who had already fallen asleep, then sat down again and said:
"Then let's wait until tonight."