Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 568 Have some fun

Ignoring Retsu Unohana's harassment, Ikuko continued to dress herself.

The bloodstains on his body had long since evaporated like water stains.

Yuko's Blood Demon Art allows her to manipulate her own blood at will. She has already reached the point where she can make blood evaporate out of thin air. The blood left behind during the battle in the courtyard has all dissolved.

Yuko thought that if she ignored him, he would look away, but to her surprise, Unohana Retsu's eyes did not move an inch and stared straight at her, even before she had finished dressing.

"...Sister Hua, even though we're all women, you don't have to keep staring at me while I change clothes, do you?" Yu Zi's eyes twitched slightly as she said speechlessly.

Retsu Unohana rested her cheek on her hand, looking at Yuuko with a half-smile: "I'm just a little surprised that your body doesn't have a single scar. It's like a creation of heaven."

"Of course, even if a ghost is reduced to a mere sliver of flesh, it can slowly regenerate."

Unohana Retsu suddenly approached Ikuko with a smile. Ikuko subconsciously took half a step back and bumped into the wardrobe behind her, with nowhere left to retreat.

Unohana Retsu affectionately reached out and gently stroked her neck, licking her lips as she said, "Even a fragile neck can recover quickly."

“That’s amazing.”

It's a truly perfect toy...

"Yes, that's how it is." Yuko coughed lightly and gently pushed Unohana Retsu, but couldn't budge her.

Unohana Retsu seemed mesmerized, her fingers gently tracing across her skin.

Yuko's ears burned slightly, and she forced herself to say, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to call Yoruichi."

Unohana Retsu paused, smiled, looked up, withdrew her finger, and said, "Captain Yoruichi probably wants to see you make a fool of yourself."

"..."

Fortunately, Retsu Unohana finally gave up on the idea of ​​continuing to torment Ikuko. She smiled, shook her head, wiped the bloodstains off her body with a towel, and got dressed.

Yuko decisively and neatly put on the clothes, not giving Unohana Retsu another chance to comment.

However, Yuko soon discovered something else was wrong.

"Um, that... Sister Hua..." Yu Zi said somewhat shyly.

Retsu Unohana finished dressing and, while straightening her clothes, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuko smiled shyly: "The clothes... seem a little small..."

Unohana Retsu glanced down and saw that the shihaka, which was a bit loose for her, looked a little tight on Yuuko. The trouser legs were also pulled up quite a bit, revealing part of Yuuko's fair calves.

Retsu Unohana is less than 1.6 meters tall, while Ikuko is over 1.7 meters tall, much taller than both Yoruichi and Retsu Unohana.

Most importantly, neither of these two men had the breadth of her heart, making her feel as if a python was coiled around her chest, suffocating her.

Unohana Retsu blinked: "Doesn't this fit perfectly?"

“Uh? I think…” Yuko’s words caught in her throat, because at that moment, Unohana Retsu was staring at her with a deathly smile.

I have this feeling that if I were to say something like "it doesn't fit," I'd be chopped to pieces.

“I think…it fits perfectly…” Yuko had gone against her conscience countless times.

Unohana Retsu quickly concealed the faint aura emanating from her body and said with a smile, "Is that so? That's good."

After changing their clothes, the two left the Japanese-style room one after the other and returned to the tea room.

"Oh, you're back." Yoruichi greeted the two of them, then looked Yuuko up and down. "Aren't your clothes a little too big?"

Yu Zi's lips twitched: "It's...it's alright."

Unohana Retsu didn't say much, but simply took her seat with graceful manners.

Yoruichi didn't linger on the topic of clothes for long. Her golden eyes swept over the two of them, focusing on Retsu Unohana: "Now that you've changed, shouldn't we get down to business?"

"For example, Captain Unohana clearly said that she would instruct Ikuko on how to use her Zanpakuto, but I didn't see any scene of the Zanpakuto being released."

Yuko was taken aback. Was Yoruichi standing up for her?

Retsu Unohana looked up with a smile: "Practice makes perfect, didn't Captain Yoruichi realize that?"

“Yu Zi is becoming more and more skilled at using spiritual power in actual combat.”

Before Yoruichi could speak again, Yuuko chimed in, "Yoruichi, Hana-nee is right."

Retsu Unohana is right. Yoruichi's fight with Soi Fon wasn't that of true swordsmen. One barely used her Zanpakuto, and the other's Zanpakuto looked like a fingernail after its Shikai. Compared to Retsu Unohana, they lacked the spirit of true swordsmen.

Yuko did indeed gain a lot from the battle just now.

Seeing that Yuuko had said that, Yoruichi didn't say anything more.

What could she possibly say?

After all, Yuko had said that earlier.

Retsu Unohana just wanted to find something to chop up.

She couldn't keep up with their thought processes anymore.

"Speaking of which, I'm a little curious." Unohana Retsu touched the teapot, which was still warm, then poured a cup for Ikuko and pushed it in front of her. "The other sword Ikuko used before didn't seem to be a Zanpakuto, did it?"

"Hmm, you mean that one~" Yuko placed the Shura sword, which was still hanging from her waist and hadn't been put away yet, on the table and pushed it to the middle.

"This knife was forged from my flesh and blood; it was my companion that I relied on for survival."

Shura was forged from her flesh and blood, and could be reforged at any time, which is why this world could be perfectly reproduced.

The Nichirin Blade that Steelzuka forged for her was no longer usable, so she left it behind when she left the Kamado family.

I imagine Tanjiro's descendants will take good care of it.

The Nichirin Blade exists to slay demons, and now that demons no longer exist, there is naturally no reason for the Nichirin Blade to be drawn.

"Forged from flesh and blood..."

Unohana Retsu curiously picked up the Shura, and as soon as she touched it, she felt a chilling coldness emanating from the hilt, and a little frost instantly appeared on her palm.

"Ah, I forgot." Yuko quickly controlled her senses of her own flesh and blood to avoid harming Unohana Retsu.

Unohana Retsu didn't care about the frost on her palm. She slowly drew Shura, its bright blade exceptionally white and beautiful.

Even Yoruichi couldn't help but peek over. She had seen this sword before when Yuuko and Kisuke were training. Yuuko had used it to impersonate a Zanpakuto's Shikai, and it almost fooled her.

Yuko's ability, when activated, is quite similar to the release of a Zanpakuto, but I didn't see it in the battle just now.

No, rather than saying they didn't see it, it's more accurate to say that these two idiots were just fighting each other, each slashing at the other.

Forget about the release phrases for Zanpakuto; he's completely practicing the way of the sword.

Unohana Retsu praised, "What a beautiful blade."

It has a completely different aesthetic from Yuuko's Zanpakuto.

If Yuko's deep blue-purple Zanpakuto represents a profound and hazy beauty, then this sword symbolizes a pure beauty, completely flawless, possessing a remarkably sacred aesthetic.

“It certainly looks like that…” Yoru’s eyelid twitched twice. She hadn’t forgotten that this beautiful-looking blade was made of Yuko’s flesh and blood.

Why is flesh and blood white?

She doesn't understand!

After curiously playing with it for a while, Retsu Unohana handed the Shura back to Yuuko and commented, "However, since it can't be Shikai like a Zanpakuto, it can only condense spiritual pressure to make a slash."

Yu Zi smiled slightly: "Yes, that's true."

Yoruichi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling utterly helpless.

She thought this idiot would be the type to say whatever comes to mind, but it turns out he knows how to keep things to himself.

That sword isn't just capable of unleashing flying slashes using spiritual pressure; it also possesses a unique ability—Blood Demon Art—that only Ikuko can use…

and many more……

This idiot wasn't hiding it! She already told everyone!

Yoruichi lowered her head and covered her face. She had almost forgotten that Ikuko, that idiot, had just been arguing with Unohana Retsu on the way back.

Thinking of this, Yoruichi's heart suddenly tightened.

Now that Retsu Unohana knows about the special nature of Ikuko's blood, will he also become curious about her?

Like Kisuke?

These are two completely different temptations. Kisuke wants to explore the unique physical structure of demons. On the other hand, Retsu Unohana's ability to instantly recreate a Shinigami's spirit body provides a life-saving guarantee for Shinigami, far more powerful than any other path.

In Yuko's words, as long as someone can still breathe, and it's not a special injury like poison or a curse, she can heal them.

There's no guarantee that this woman, Unohana Retsu, might be interested in this.

Yoruichi glanced at Retsu Unohana subtly, unable to discern what the other was thinking.

"Yuko, it's getting late." Yoruichi called to Yuko and prepared to leave. "Captain Unohana, thank you for your hospitality. The tea was delicious."

Retsu Unohana did not try to stop them, and nodded slightly: "Captain Yoruichi, you're too kind."

After saying that, she turned to look at Yuko and said with a smile, "Yuko, let's have tea together again next time."

Yu Zi smiled and said, "Okay."

Yoruichi: I feel isolated.

As they left the Fourth Division's barracks, Yoruichi couldn't help but ask, "You seem quite happy?"

Yu Zi was slightly taken aback: "Huh? Shouldn't I be happy?"

Yoruichi leaned back slightly: "Yuko, could it be that you are also...?"

"what?"

Yuko looked at Yoruichi with a puzzled expression. "Yoruichi, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Yoruichi rolled her eyes: "Just like that woman, a pervert?"

She no longer refers to herself as Captain Unohana.

She had indeed heard rumors about Retsu Unohana before. She was one of the few captains in Seireitei who had served for over a hundred years, becoming a captain even earlier than Captain Kyoraku and Captain Ukitake.

But most of what she heard was just hearsay.

I never expected that this gentle and refined captain of the Fourth Division, the captain in charge of the medical division, would actually be a pervert who is obsessed with fighting.

"Pervert or whatever..." Yuko's lips twitched slightly, "It was Yoruichi who sold me here, wasn't it?"

"I seriously suspect that you think I've eaten too much of your rice, so you're planning to use someone else to do your dirty work."

Yoruichi blinked, then slammed her right hand into her left palm: "Oh! There's such a move!"

Ikuko: "..."

“There’s nothing I can do.” Yoruichi sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. “That woman… Captain Unohana knows your situation. As a veteran Shinigami of the Gyoto 13, if Ikuko can gain her favor, things will go much more smoothly for her in the future.”

"You know, old man Yamamoto trusts Captain Unohana a lot."

"Now that you mention it, I'm actually quite touched." Yu Zi raised an eyebrow slightly.

Ye Yi rolled her eyes at her: "You really should be moved."

“Like I just said, Sister Hua isn’t the kind of uncontrollable killer. She just wants to fight people to her heart’s content, and I don’t find that disgusting,” Yu Zi explained with a smile.

Sister Hua...

This guy isn't just flattering her to her face; he calls her that even to her face, which clearly shows he has a good impression of Unohana Retsu.

"That's good. It will be good for you to get along well with Captain Unohana."

Yuko touched her throat: "That's true, but it really hurts. Yoruichi, aren't you going to make it up to me?"

"what?"

"If it weren't for my superior swordsmanship, you would have had to slowly piece me back together."

Yoruichi: How should I put it? It's a very subtle feeling.

"Alright, alright, I admit I was wrong." Yoruichi raised her hands in surrender. "I'll take you to find some fun, then."

"Fun? I don't want fun, I just want money."

Yoruichi slapped Yuuko on the back in an annoyed tone: "You've been hanging out with the captains all this time, can't you have some ambition?"

"If it's about financial prospects, then yes."

Yoruichi rolled her eyes at her and smiled subtly: "You definitely won't refuse the fun I'm talking about."

"What?"

"Hmm~" Yoruichi glanced at the sky. "It's too late today. Let's go tomorrow. I'll take you there tomorrow."

Yuko involuntarily took two steps back: "Yoruichi, you're not planning to take me to a place like that, are you?"

Yoruichi froze for two seconds, not reacting, then pinched Yuuko's face with both hands with a dark expression.

"That's not it!"

……

I opened the window early in the morning, and a black cat with graceful steps slowly jumped down from the artificial hill outside the door.

"Hey, you're up pretty early." Yoruichi greeted him in a middle-aged accent.

Yuko squatted down and patted her head.

"Hmm~" Yoru squinted his eyes unconsciously.

The force was just right, neither too strong nor too weak...

"It's quite comfortable, just like the feel of a cat's hand."

Enjoying the night with his eyes half-closed, he instantly snapped back to reality and slapped her hand away.

"Alright, let's go eat first. After we eat, I'll take you to have some fun."

Yuko looked somewhat suspicious: "The fun you're talking about... you don't mean going to play with other cats, do you?"

"Let me make this clear first, I'm not going to turn into a cat."

"...No way!" Yoruichi retorted at first, then belatedly realized, "You mean you can't turn into a cat?"

No, that's not true.

Yoruichi narrowed her golden vertical pupils: "The way you're talking makes me think you might know that."