The Suicidal And The Sacrificial

Back To The Human World

Your writing sucks. How can your underlings read our instruction?

You're a clean maniac. However you try to fix everything, everything will still be messy!!!

Cleanliness and order, that's what people want.

Division 11

"Are we getting punished or something?! Why do we have to be filling in the empty slots? Plus, Division 11, are you kidding me?!", Nozomi complained as they entered with all the squad members awestruck to see the sun and moon parading in the aisle. "Welcome. Ken-chan is doing his training in the mountains so he asked me to instruct with what you are to do", Yachiru waved her hands. She grabbed the hands of the two ladies and ran towards the Captain's room. Inside are a pile of papers. "Our Captain doesn't like paper works so he just waits for some trainee to fill these papers for him", Yachiru explained. "Huh?! If he cannot do this much, then why did he become a Captain?!", Nozomi crossed her arms and showed great annoyance in her expression. It doesn't bother Sumire since she's used to being tossed to and fro.

"Aren't you going to complain? We're getting enslaved here because you just won't disagree with what Captain Unohana has to say!!!", Nozomi scolded. "Then, now that I'm done instructing. I'll leave you to it", the pink-haired vice captain ran fast and disappeared all of a sudden. Sumire started piling the papers neatly. "Could you be actually enjoying this?", the white-haired gasped and held to her chest. "You're a pitiful human being. How can you be thrilled with this mundane?", Nozomi faked her cry. "If you're done digging your own hole, then start labeling these boxes", Sumire said with her monotoned voice. "I want to go and play", Nozomi slammed her head on the table.

After some time, Zaraki entered his room and saw that it was neatly arranged. His window was left open to let some breeze in. "If you ever have the slightest shame for yourself as a Captain, go treat us to some dumplings", Nozomi crawled on the ground and grabbed his leg. "Who are you?", Zaraki raised his brow. Yumichika and Ikaku peeked and saw unfamiliar faces. The raven head is writing using a quill pen on Zaraki's table copying some characters. The white head is clinging to his leg begging for food. "Since when did you turn your office into a brothel, Captain?", Yumichika sweat dropped. "Ikaku, go buy some dumplings", Zaraki ordered.

Ikaku, the vice-captain of Division 11, finally bought some food and spread it on the center table where all of them squatted. Yumichika cannot stop glaring at the two who possess a beauty that he couldn't seem capable of competing. "Then, you reaped her soul and now Captain Kurotsuchi is fixing that?", Ikaku had an awkward laugh. "Uhm. It's been day three. Yesterday, we got stuck having to sort Division 9th mess", Nozomi said while pinching the mochi. "You didn't ask them to get caterpillars", Sumire butted in. "I told you-", Nozomi gave up receiving a confused look from Ikaku and Zaraki. Yumichika is writing in his pocket notebook. Tips for healthy skin.

"You have a sword. What division do you belong to?", Zaraki furrowed his brow. Nozomi tilted her head. "Tehehe~ I didn't sign up for any", she scratched her nape. "Didn't sign up for any? I never heard of a shinigami who isn't assigned in any of the divisions", Ikaku reacted. Yumichika released a thunder spell but a barrier protected Sumire and the table with all the food. "My apologies for disrupting the meal, Captain. Every sword is issued by Sereitei. There are no other shinigami Substitute aside from Kurosaki Ichigo. She didn't even have to say the spell. Are you an enemy?", Yumichika looked at Zaraki waiting for a signal to attack. "You've been too cautious with all the betrayals that happened. That's right, you have to be vigilant", Nozomi clicked her fingers and the barrier broke. "Did it go to my food?", she panicked. "If they are spies or what, Division 4 could have caught them since they both spent more time with them", Ikaku shook his head. Sumire was amazed by the thunder and the barrier seen by her own eyes. "Is that something that any Shinigami can do?", Sumire held her chopstick tightly. "Intrigued?", Yumichika hummed.