"You little brat… you really do have a crush on me. You even made something like this. Was it Urahara Kisuke? Or that guy Kurotsuchi Mayuri?"
Senjumaru opened her mouth in surprise, her eyes wide, staring directly at the tall beauty who looked exactly like her, her tone filled with shock.
"This is too much. Doing something like this is against human ethics. Even if I like him a little… I would still be angry."
Senjumaru stood with her hands on her hips, her face full of fury, as if she could explode at any moment.
"Did you just… say something incredible?"
"No way!"
Senjumaru vehemently denied it.
Her voice was loud, like a pouting lioness roaring.
Aozaki Reiji shook his head helplessly:
"You woman really are a single-celled organism… Didn't I tell you? Have you forgotten my ability? This is Shigarami, my Shigarami! Not Senjumaru."
As he spoke, he gently stroked Shigarami's hair, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
It was like an elegant young master and a beautiful noble lady secretly meeting behind their parents' backs in a story.
Senjumaru nodded at first, but then quickly froze:
"So that's it… No, what do you mean 'yours'? When did you take Shigarami and…"
Before she could finish, Senjumaru recalled a certain man wearing an apron, and her face instantly flushed red.
Her gaze fell on Shigarami again.
"Was it that time… You, you didn't do anything excessive to Shigarami, did you?"
"Not yet."
Aozaki Reiji replied, a handsome curve forming at the corner of his mouth.
"What does that mean? Why not…"
Senjumaru frowned.
"What kind of question is that… It's exactly what it means. Because it makes me think of Senior Senjumaru," Aozaki Reiji explained.
"…Are you disgusted with me?" Senjumaru mumbled softly, a hint of grievance in her tone.
"What the hell? Can't you let me finish talking?"
Aozaki Reiji looked at her helplessly.
"Idiot…" Senjumaru snorted softly.
"Even if you say that…" Aozaki Reiji shrugged helplessly.
"Reiji-kun is an idiot, a big idiot! I'm going to get angry, no, I'm already angry."
Senjumaru suddenly became emotional.
She pushed Aozaki Reiji away, then turned and ran out of the bedroom, heading straight for her own room without looking back.
"What's wrong with her?"
Aozaki Reiji scratched the back of his head, looking bewildered.
"Reiji, that's too much. No matter what, you shouldn't find someone to replace Senior Senjumaru."
Hikifune Kirio gently patted Aozaki Reiji's shoulder and said.
Shigarami also nodded in agreement beside her.
"That's not it at all. I never thought of using Shigarami to replace Senjumaru. For me, Shigarami is Shigarami, and Senjumaru is Senjumaru. They are both unique."
Aozaki Reiji retorted, a serious expression on his face.
This was indeed his true thought.
Even if they looked exactly alike, he never thought of letting these Zanpakuto spirits replace anyone.
Every Zanpakuto spirit has her unique charm and value; they have their own thoughts, personalities, and reasons for existence.
They are themselves and should never be substitutes for certain people.
Aozaki Reiji always adhered to this belief, interacting and loving them.
Although seeing Shigarami would inevitably bring back his memories of Senjumaru, he would never confuse them.
Aozaki Reiji would, of course, make a move on Shigarami; there was no doubt about that, it just needed some time to adapt.
Senjumaru, who had fled back to her room, slammed the door shut.
She leaned her back against the door, slowly sliding down to sit on the floor, her eyes hollow and vacant, burying her head deeply between her knees.
"What should I do… My… my reaction just now…" she murmured, her voice trembling.
"Wahhh…"
She must have acted too intensely just now!
At this moment, the shame that surged upon regaining her senses quickly overwhelmed her entire mind, making her unable to extricate herself.
She completely disregarded her image, kneeling on the ground, almost banging her head against it.
However, it is worth mentioning that her outburst was not without reason.
In fact, as Hikifune Kirio said, she did have the illusion that her existence was about to be replaced.
As if she had become an insignificant, dispensable person to everyone, especially to Aozaki Reiji.
This feeling made her extremely disgusted.
Furthermore, the woman who resembled her in appearance was so intimately close to Aozaki Reiji, which further triggered a strange emotion deep within her.
"Since I've already embarrassed myself to this extent, maybe I should just… run away!"
After rolling around on the wooden floor for a long time, Senjumaru gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and finally made a decision that should undoubtedly be called cowardly.
Sitting up, she glanced at her wardrobe.
Meanwhile, in Hikifune Kirio's bedroom.
"Is it really okay not to go look for Senior Senjumaru?"
Hikifune Kirio looked out the door, asking with concern like an understanding older sister.
Aozaki Reiji seemed somewhat unconcerned, lightly pursing his lips, "It's not too late to go later. Let her calm down by herself for a while, after all, she won't run away."
"He didn't object…"
A glint of cunning flashed in Hikifune Kirio's eyes, and she let out a meaningful sigh.
Aozaki Reiji smiled slightly, saying without concealment:
"Because I like her, so I'll definitely go find her!"
He displayed an unparalleled excellence in the realm of thick-skinnedness.
In terms of shamelessness, he could boast himself as the most outstanding disciple of the Original Flow school.
"I know, but I'm still unhappy."
"Although I might be a bit slow, that doesn't mean I don't know that what you just said is the kind of behavior that should make me jealous!"
Hikifune Kirio finally stopped hiding her emotions, her loving and possessive gaze fixed on Aozaki Reiji.
Aozaki Reiji showed a doting smile, gently embracing Hikifune Kirio and passionately kissing her lips.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Aozaki Reiji slowly released Hikifune Kirio, let out a deep sigh, and softly asked:
"My dear Miss Kirio, do you find my service just now satisfactory?"
Aozaki Reiji's actions clearly hit Hikifune Kirio's soft spot.
Her lips instantly curved into a smile, she licked her lips, savoring the taste for a long time, then happily nodded:
"Hmm, the taste was quite good."
"As long as you like it."
After discussing matters of love, it was time to get down to business.
Taking out a pile of old clothes collected by Hikifune Kirio from the wardrobe, Shigarami began to get busy under Aozaki Reiji's instructions.
It had to be said that Shigarami was indeed Senjumaru's Zanpakuto; she perfectly inherited her weaving skills. In one afternoon, these damaged clothes were completely renewed.