"Whoa~"
The moment the alarm sounded, three figures—visibly female—moved without hesitation, using Hirenkyaku to step into the air and land on the rooftop.
Leading them was someone with antenna-like bangs sticking out of their head, giving them a slightly cute appearance.
The other two were unmistakably girls: one a petite blonde with short hair, the other a pink-haired beauty with voluminous waves and the charm of an older sister in a youthful body.
This alarm, after countless warnings from Haschwalth, had long since become an annoyance to all Sternritter. It had never once gone off in all these years—but never once been forgotten either.
Now, with no warning at all, it rang out.
There was only one explanation—
The Shinigami had arrived!
As they landed on the rooftop, two figures emerged from the shadows.
Leading was a tall, silver-haired man with a slender frame.
At 1.85 meters tall, his white haori added an imposing presence.
Trailing behind him was a small-framed girl with long hair cascading over her shoulders.
Sensing their Reiatsu, Gin Ichimaru immediately turned his gaze toward the three figures.
The moment he saw their faces, he paused slightly.
Then, the corners of his mouth curled into a sly smile.
"Well, well... Looks like we’re the first to find the ones the Captain-Commander’s been looking for."
Rukia’s face remained calm, but a trace of wariness surfaced in her eyes.
She had identified the trio after only a moment’s observation.
At first, she’d found it hard to believe—but after seeing it for herself, her instincts as a woman told her:
The cockroach-haired "girl" leading the group was, biologically, a man.
She was familiar with beauties like Yumichika Ayasegawa, but at least he didn’t act overly feminine. This one, however, was a whole different story.
Rukia gave a slight shake of her head. She had to admit—she was still young and hadn’t seen enough of the world.
"Giselle Gewelle, Schrift Z—The Zombie."
"Liltotto Lamperd, Schrift G—The Glutton."
"Meninas McAllon, Schrift P—The Power."
"It’s you three, isn’t it?"
As she spoke, she gently drew her Zanpakutō from her waist.
She whispered softly,
"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki."
In the blink of an eye, her once-ordinary katana transformed—blade, guard, and hilt all turning a pure, snow-like white. Several pristine ribbons extended from the tip, fluttering gently in the wind.
This was Sode no Shirayuki’s Shikai form—beautiful, yet deadly.
The first time Masatsuki Aozaki saw it, he’d called it the most beautiful Zanpakutō in Soul Society.
Sode no Shirayuki had covered her face and giggled at the praise.
Rukia had also been complimented by her brother that day.
But now wasn’t the time for reminiscing.
There was still much to face—and many more memories to be made.
Rukia’s gaze turned ice-cold. She pointed Sode no Shirayuki at the enemy and shouted,
"Surrender now!"
Upon hearing that, Liltotto’s expression darkened.
In a frosty voice, she asked,
"How do you know about us? Don’t tell me... you did something to Candice and Bambietta?"
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