>>1801545
>> What happened to me in that fight?

>>1801545
> What happened to me in that fight?

>>1801624
Seconding.

>>1801545
> What happened to me in that fight?

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>>1801624

"So Juushiro... would you be able to tell me.." Suddenly you find yourself bashful of the fact you're semi naked under bedroll, as honestly the bandages and loose kimono don't preserve much modesty. An attempt at subtly wrapping the bedroll around you doesn't go unnoticed.

"Sukaretto-chan you can ask me anything at any time. I'll always be honest with you... For example I shut my eyes while I was healing you in an attempt to maintain your privacy."

If this was meant to put you at ease it definently failed, it must show on your face because Juushiro looks over his shoulder with a grimace, "I promise that was supposed to sound kinder in my head."

"You aren't used to looking after someone are you?" Is all you can counter with.

"Well... I'm not used to doing it ousdie of my division. It's a lot easier when you're someone's boss." He puts one hand on his sword and sheathes it, "But I admit, I'd much rather have friends and family than subordinates."

He looks off in an almost melancholic daze which you jar him from, "Hey Juushiro."

"Yes?"

"Get me my bloody clothes." You say, giving him a smile to show your anger is only playful. He runs off to do so.

In the next room you hear fumbling and an impact. The whoosh that follows presumably being Juushiro catching whatever he knocked over.

> Cover self with blanket and make tea

> Check out the family tree he was meditating in front of

> Find Lucifer

> Write-In

>>1801801
>> Find Lucifer

>>1801801
> Check out the family tree he was meditating in front of

Not going any where till we get some cloths

>>1801801
>Find lucifer

>>1801801
>> Check out the family tree he was meditating in front of

>>1801801
> Check out the family tree he was meditating in front of

>>1801900
>>1801896
>>1801895
>>1801835
>>1801822

Locked and Writing.

Getting a lollipop because I'm a grown ass man.

>>1801904
I want a lollipop

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>>1801900
>>1801896
>>1801895
>>1801835
>>1801822

You decide to sit up with what passes as a blanket held up over your chest and inspect the scroll that has been pulled down from the top of the wall. It's almost reminiscient of a lecture hall as it dangles there, a slight unfelt breeze moving it ever so slightly. Each inch of the material is caked with valleys and rises that have risen and fallen over what must be centuries; browning papyrus? paper? Hide? strecthes from roof to sealing and in beautiful flowing kanji the word "Ukitake" sits at the the top, reigning over the tree flowing down beneath it - only sharing it's lofty perch with an intricate clan crest.

It's quite an impressive image.

You're looking at centuries upon centuries of a clan, each one's life detailed in writing so small that even as close as Juushiro was to it, you'd probably have been squinting to make out any details in the chronicling, but so much love and time has went into this that you feel not taking a second to appreciate it would be a crime.

But what you can see at the bottom is an empty slot, with a caligraphy set sitting ready to be used. Juushiro is probably going to ask you to formalize the adoption before you leave for the capital. Next door you hear another thump and whoosh as the dimwit bumps into and catches something else.

Are all of these guys as stealthy as a flying brick?

Wiping the surprisingly tender smile from your face, you look across the dim room; only now the rays of dawn are starting to creep through the paper-like doors and small openings for natural light.

Beatrice and Juushiro both seem to care about you a lot, they opened their doors and arms to you. Even knowing you don't share beliefs or blood - they tried to make you feel like a daughter and a sister.

Do you really want to be Sukāretto Ukitake?

> Yes

> No

> Write-In

>>1802108
>> Yes

>>1802108
No
Its nice and all but we got our own thing going on
Lets be more like a cusin thing at most

>>1802108
>Yes

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>>1803353
>>1803128
>>1802165

Good morning all (2pm) I'll be writing after I make some food and stuff.

I see that we're now a minor noble. Neat.

>>1803354
But also the most important one

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>>1803353
>>1803128
>>1802165

With all the grace of a caterpiller crawling along a leaf in a thunderstorm you belly crawl across the room in your bedroll cocoon and reach out for the calligraphy brush. It feels heavy in your hand, despite it's tiny size and well - it's a brush.

But when you dip it in tho the thick black ink and swirl it slightly in the air to allow it to thin enough to be useable, it feels like you're signing your life away. But when you consider what that would be - giving up a second name given to you by the lady who would now be your mother, in exchange for having a place in this afterlife. A name that means something, a clan, a brother...

You begin tracing the kanji of your new name, touching the tip of the brush to the ancient weathered scroll with a shaking hand, but it feels right to you. When you cross the last line of the last kanji and look at your uneven rough addition to the ancient relic; it fits.

Sukāretto Ukitake - Daughter of Beatrice Ukitake and Tasaki Ukitake - Brother of Juushiro Ukitake. Second in line to be Clan head.

"Oh." You mutter when you realize you are now the heir to a noble clan.

A small chuckle behind you makes you jump and almost squeal. As you clutch at your blanket fearfully, you see Betty holding Lucifer in the doorway to her room. The old woman is heavily bandaged and the gauze covers one eye. What you can see however is the amusement in her visible eye.

"Didn't think you'd be getting inta politics didja?" She wheezes.

"No... it was the last thing I expected."

"Don't worry about it kay? Juushiro's not goin' anywhere." She begins hobbling over to you, holding your sword almost reverently, "If he ever does, I'll go back to clan head before you okay?"

"You don't have to-"

"Oh I don't. But you ain't no princess darling. It'd take decades of me teachin' ya before you could do the job." She finally reaches you, even sitting down you're taller than her. She runs her hand through your bedhair with a grin, "No daughter of mine is gonna disgrace the clan until she's learned how to embaress it properly."

You both share a slightly nervous and painful laugh, neither of you able to fully commit due to your wounds. "For an old lady you're tough." You were going to add in the word mother but backed out, it doesn't go unnoticed but Betty doesn't let it fester.

"Well I wouldn't have gotten old if I weren't. You don't meet any old folks in this afterlife, who aren't tough. Remember that - it'll save your life Suka." She hands over your sword, "I guess he likes you huh?"

"Lucifer?" You ask, watching a sort of sad pride creep over your new mother's face.

"Already know his name?" She nods, "I knew I made the right call getting ya out of that alley."

The two of you stare a moment at your name, "Feels scary don't it?"

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>>1803416


All you muster is a nod, you begin huging Lucifer to your chest while staring at your name drying into the scroll. A gesture of uncertainty which results in a small hand resting on your shoulder.

"I don't know why, but it feels like signing my life away." You admit to her, "You've been so good to me, giving me ahome then sending Juushiro after me when you thought I was kidnapped... but all this?"

You feel a smack on your head, "If yer worried about betrayin' the family on the other side don't be daft. Yer dead Suka." She looks at you softly despite how harsh her voice is, "What yer doin' now is signing up fer a life. Goin' to the academy and having a Mother waitin on you bak home? A big brother who'll smack any cute boys who're looking at you?"

Being lectured by a tiny woman you beat the shit out of would be embaressing enough, without her getting into the idea of boys flirting with you or whatever. Your face is rapidly redenning and she knows it. "You're right Mother."

"I'm glad you decided to join us!" Juushiro says to his mother, "I was beginning to worry she wouldn't get to say goodbye to you mother."

"As if I'd let a little beatdown stop me from seeing my kids off?" She fires back, "You forget who broke that nose of yours the first time?"

Juushiro laughs as does Beatrice before the white haired warrior realises what she said - "Sukaretto-"

> Cut him off with an over the top little sister response

> Tell him to shut up and give you his clothes

> Let Betty continue her banter with him

> Write-In

>>1803420
>> Tell him to shut up and give you his clothes

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>>1803429
>>1803420

Only just now noticing I said "his clothes" instead of "your clothes".

That's a very odd typo.

>>1803431
>> Tell him to shut up and give you his clothes
sshhhh its too late now
Just right it up as us droping the spaghetti

>>1803643
>>1803429

Going to write after I do job applications...

Things happened.

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>>1803643
>>1803429

"Shut up and give me your clothes Juushiro!" You blurt, silencing the room with the insistence. A second passes where Juushiro and Beatrice look at each other, then it dawns on you... "WAIT I DIDN'T MEAN-"

The two begin laughing at you as Juushiro throws a kimono and a pair of clogs at you, the ball of cloth being smuggled underneath your bedroll and slipped into under a hial of guffaws, "Now now, when I said you should get closer I didn't mean like that!"

Juushiro has one hand on his knee as he hunched over, "Oh Suka-chan, oh jeez."

"God Damn you both!" you exclaim threading your thread through your stash as quickly as you can and trying not to look at them, since your face is only reneweing their laughter each time. Bastards.

"I mean we're nobles sure Suka - but we ain't Shihōin!" Betty is full on cackling at this wincing with her visible eye as it weeps tears and whatever injuries you gave her take offense to the mirth.

For some reason at the mention of this name Juushiro sobers up and coughs, trying to stop any aftermath of his giggles. "Oh fine! I'll leave her be! I swear you're too kind to that brat!"

"Mother now isn't the time to diciuss my friendship with-"

> Mom.Gossip.Now.

> Juushiro, Mimihagi asked me to show you this

> Hey guys, I'm going to say goodbye to my friends

> Write-In

>>1804542
>> Juushiro, Mimihagi asked me to show you this

>>1804542
> Mom.Gossip.Now.
Its pay back time

>>1804599
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>>1804542
>> Mom.Gossip.Now.

>>1804719
>>1804599
>>1804562

Thanks. Writing now.

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>>1804719
>>1804599
>>1804562

"Okay, Betty if you're going to be my Mom you need to tell me that gossip." You say, slamming your hands into the ground in your excitement, "Come on, don't you dare let him off the hook."

"Oh, Juushiro here's stubborness in romance is legendary Suka! But the rumours about his "friendship" with Lady Shihoin just re-fuse to go away!"

"She's nothing but a friend from when we were children! You ochestrated those social days!" Juushiro protests furiously, apparently this nerve has been well and truly touched.

"Now now Juushiro, everyone knows the childhood friend turned soulmate routine." You tease, smirking at him. "Tell me more about your girlfr- friend."

"No. I'm not rising to this." Juushiro says, pouting - Heavenly Father he's actually pouting!

"Awww come on Juushiro, tell your imouto all about her!" You call after him as he walks out of the house and out into Sakahone itself. Probably to await your pupils, rather than to escape the mockery right.

"He won't admit it. But he probably pulled some strings with her to be sent after you. Crime and Punishment is what her lot do in the capital." She looks after him sadly, "He's probably ashamed he couldn't do things above bored. Very strange like that is my Juushiro."

"So what she's some kind of supercop?" Beatrice looks at you blankly, "Cop means police..."

"Oh I worked for her father dear. The Second Division aren't police so much as assasins." She says it as casually as you would talk about the heat outside, what little colour you have in your face must have paled.

The response you utter is nothing short of poetic in it's eloquence, "Oh."

"Yeah, bet he told that lot up there about the assasins comin' for 'em if he failed." She sips the tea which has eventually boiled... how did she get over there so silently without whooshing? "Yup the stories I could tell ya from way back."

You both wistfully stare into the distance, enjoying the silence. "But you'll hear about them sometime this century, ya gotta get goin' after all."

The open door now leads to a beautiful dawn, the very kind of white light streaming in through the frame that you expected to see upon your death. "Thanks... Mother."

She smiles, a look of such warm pride that you feel your dead heart flutter a little. "It was a pleasure Sukaretto. Even if you're different to us, you're a beautiful and strong women. So don't let this chance pass you by eh?"

"As God as my witness, I will make the ost of this second life." You vow.

"Good now fuck off, I need to open the shop in thirty minutes an' Juushiro thinks I'm still hurt."

With that you step out, Katta,Gronamura & Nion arguing about something as your brother speaks with an unexpected arrival. Inpu,bearing a backpack of all his wordly posessions. Apparently the little brat has decided he's coming with you.

> Okay... No.

> Inpu, I wasn't aware you were invited to join us

> You're just going to follow us no matter what I say aren't you?

> Write-In

>>1804924
>> You're just going to follow us no matter what I say aren't you?

>>1804924
>> You're just going to follow us no matter what I say aren't you?

>>1804924

> You're just going to follow us no matter what I say aren't you?

I get that you have a crush on me but sorry
But since your fowllering me i guse you can be my disciple

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>>1806192
>>1806115
>>1805856

You begin walking towards the merry band, eyes only on the child; "No matter what I say Inpu, you're going to follow aren't you?"

"Well yeah. Somebody's got to teach you how to stay alive." He thumbs his nose at you, "I don't think getting abducted by bandits and nearly killed by a monster is a shining example of a safe first year."

"Monster?" Juushiro asks, glancing at you from the side.

"Wait. How long?" You overule glaring at Inpu.

"A year." Inpu tilts his head, "You've been in Sakahone just under a year..."

"No I haven't. It's been like, five days." The idea that you let time slip is enough to actually make you scoff, surely you would have noticed if.

"Oh." Juushiro says, "We need to have a talk tonight Suka-chan..."

"Look it was barely even a monster." You protest.

"Not about that, well about that too... But adjusting to the soul society is a bit difficult for some people. Your mind is having some difficulty it seems." He gives you a reassuring smile that you return.

"So what is he your boyfriend now? Hidoi's gonna be pissed." Inpu says form your shadow. He has his ever present mischief in mind clearly.

"No. He's my brother. And if you're joining up you little brat - you're gonna have to listen to the word of God." You reach arund and attempt to ruffle his hair only for him to step past your reach and walk to the rest.

"Pass. Think I'll stick with teachin' ya how things actually work outside of your little fantasy world."

That boy infuriates you. But alas, the time has come for you to leave Sakahone. Juushiro and Katta are making polite small talk at the forefront of the pack, but Nion and Gronamura look uncomfortable at travelling with your brother and a child.

Honestly, staring out into the long dusty road to nowhere isn't filling you with mmuch confidence; though underlying your nerves is a fire - a fire of determination to blaze forward into a new adventure the likes of which you could never predict.

You set out, walking past everyone else with the dawn at your back. Walking towards uncertainty and chance.

You're just walking in a line Sukaretto-Sama. You're being dramatic.

> Walk with Katta

> Walk with Juushiro

> Walk With Gronamura and Nion

> Walk with Inpu

>>1806274
>> Walk with Juushiro

>>1806274
> Walk with Juushiro
Talk to him how its been a year and no one told you

>>1806411
>>1806289

Having to call it here. I'm falling asleep. Sorry for my lack of productivity lately. Trying to continue on despite QM curse striking irl pretty strongly.

>>1806880
Thats ok
Night