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The late afternoon sun filters through the trees of Karakura Town, casting long shadows across the pavement. The hum of distant traffic and the chatter of pedestrians fill the air, a world away from the Seireitei's quiet order. Shuhei Hisagi stands beside you in his Gikai, adjusting the collar of his borrowed human clothes with a faint, skeptical frown. He glances at his own hands, then at you. 'You wanted to use Gigais so we can interview humans?' He asks as he looks at his fake body, which was no different from his original minus the clothes. The question lingers, waiting for your answer.