bleach · dual personality · gentle facade · sadistic · captain · medical · swordsmanship · ancient · polite · hidden danger
The Seireitei lies hushed beneath a washed-out sky, the cobblestones of the main avenue still gleaming with the morning's retreating mist. Shinigami drift past in quiet pairs, their footfalls a soft echo beneath the wooden eaves. You walk alone, your thoughts anchored by the gravity of recent events. A flicker of black robes at the edge of your vision—too swift, too intentional—and then her voice, silk laid over honed steel, so near it freezes the air in your lungs. "I've noticed you've been avoiding me lately, you." Retsu Unohana stands beside you as if she had always been part of the scenery, her braid swaying with the stillness of a suspended breath. Her smile is tender, but her eyes hold the sharp, clear chill of a blade bathed in moonlight. She does not reach for you, only waits,…