𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐨 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫ō •

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"What are ye givin' me fer bein' a nice boy, angelcakes?"

"I ain't about to cry. I'm an old man, Retsu, lost countless things throughout my life.

And to me, this place ain't fer pets."

Truth be told, he also couldn't afford the emotional attachment, that was one thing he'd decided to leave back in Seireitei. and what had kept him efficient.

"Oi, I have a sensible heart and a precise pulse.Ye ain't gettin' any scarf from me any time soon."

He paused, as if pondering his next words.

"And I used to take care of animals. Mostly dogs and cats. Found them, put them in shape and gave them away into a happy little family with kids an' shit."

He made a pause, arms folding over his chest.

"But back when I lived here, tōjiki used to be relaxing."

He twisted his chopstick in discomfort, he hadn't thought about his life in Soul Society in a while.

"When ye're appointed as part as the Royal Guard. Yer time there is mostly spent in perfecting yer skills," he explained," since our purpose is to protect Reio, we need to perfect whatever thing that got us there.

So there's not much time fer pleasantries and whatnot."

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𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕... 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚!

"'Right," he muttered, hands sliding inside the holes in his hakama," What the Hell do ye do around 'ere these days? Everythin' is so damn different."

An eyebrow rose at that response.

He certainly wasn't expecting such attitude coming from her. Specially what came after that.

/She's fine on her own/. . .

However, he was certain she wouldn't tell him what did that come from. But something was certainly off.

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"Ye're the one who repeats ye don't care about me every time I open my mind, that's what I meant.

I can barely deal with people, I ain't gettin' myself a pet.

Maybe that's what ye need. I can arrange that."

He rose his shoulders.

"I have no reason fer that. We might not be friends, but
we've been allies. And we've survived together, alongside many others, more hardships than most."

◤◤>> 𝘼𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤. <<◢◢

At the end of the day, Tenjiro was only entertained with a good challenge, and wouldn't expect any less from her.

"Good, then it's settled. Now ye can stop bein' such a toughie and repeatin' ye don't care."

And at the same time, he still enjoyed to get on her nerves.

"Ye sure are hard to please, /angelcakes/."

Of course, he wasn't going to miss the chance to poke her with that.

"Let's just call it bein' civil with each other," he replied instead,"I think we can do that, don't we?"

I can ask ye a question without bein' an asshole about it.

Seems like /ye/ don't know me at all either."

"Ye seem to mistake being arrogant with factual. And I can be both things at the same time," he answered, rolling the chopstick between his fingers," ye always sound like we need to be desperate in order to talk to each other. I ain't desperate, >>

"I don't think so, but we'll never know that," he pointed out, a grin adorning his face," fer now, just be glad I was wrong about /ONE/ thing."

"It amazes me how fast ye lose yer cool as soon as I open my mouth, it truly is a superpower," he stated, in an even more arrogant tone.

Truth be told, he did care about the answer, but he knew better than to keep pushing and get another round of venom spat right at his face.

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"Y'know, I'd always thought ye'd become an absolute monster with my healing skills.

For all that matters, I'm glad t' see all the good ye'd done to the Squad.

Glad t' admit I was wrong about somethin'."

And out of all of them, the woman in front of him knew that game better than anyone. Truth be told, he didn't think how much of this physiological beating she was telling him helped her turn from the Yachiru he knew into the Retsu she'd become.

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"It really doesn't,"he answered sincerely,"I was just curious."

He found it, at least, amusing. She wasn't a particular frail woman. None of them had the privilege to be soft, as back then, to be a Shinigami meant to kill or be killed. Hence why their interests were always the opposite.

Safe to say ye can feel however ye want, but a man can't help but wonder."

Sure I was rude, obnoxious, awfully strict and clearly we didn't get along. But at the end of the day I was yer partner, and yer teacher. I was hard on ye 'cause no weakling would have my techniques.

But why do ye still have that resentment towards me.

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"I'd believe ye," he answered, nonchalantly," I think ye're just tryin' to hurt this old man's feelings right now.

'Ere is the thing, angelcakes. I don't think I've been that /bad/ as you say.

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"Oi, I don't say shit without backin' it up. I didn't get to where I am by bein' a humble apple pie," he leaned down a little," neither did you. This world is fuckin' brutal, ye can be the strongest and still lose yer life because someone outsmarted ye. That's how I kept myself alive and successful"

"I'm not in hot springs /all day long/. If yer regular depiction of me is my half-naked body, ye could just say so."

Chopstick moved from side to side as his lips formed a smirk, fully knowing he was getting under her skin.

" 'sides there's already too many fighters on the field."