Restricted Death

Chapter 138 Discovering the Adultery
Despite the letter's inquiry, the black cat remained silent, continuing to eat the fish on its plate.

This made Xin somewhat reconsider.

The other party probably knew that they had seen through its extraordinary nature, but simply did not want to reveal their identity.

But why would it come looking for itself here?
What would happen if I revealed their identity right now...?

Xin thought to himself that the other party must also be someone whose name was on the system, so he naturally wanted to find a way to get some rewards from it.

However, if I were to actually do that, it would likely raise its alarm.

Xin got up again, poured a bowl of water for it, placed it beside it, and suddenly laughed, "You've eaten my fish twice now, can I touch you?"

The black cat remained silent.

Xin tried to reach out, and this time he actually touched the other cat, but it was quickly swatted away by a paw. The black cat raised its head, chewing on fish, its golden eyes seemingly giving Xin a disdainful look.

"What an ungrateful bastard," Xin said helplessly.

After the black cat finished eating the fish and drinking some water, it didn't leave. Instead, it brazenly lay down on the table.

Xin really couldn't figure out what it was thinking.

However, after thinking about it for a while, I decided to stop thinking about it. The other party was not a threat to me. Perhaps they were just curious about my ability to see its extraordinary nature.

That night.

Shiba family.

After finishing fiddling with the fireworks, Shiba Kukaku returned to her bedroom and saw the black cat lying on her bed.

"Why are you here again?" she asked, somewhat surprised, then frowned. "You've been coming to Soul Society quite frequently lately, haven't you?"

"I was bored, so I came over for a stroll," the black cat said. "And it's not like I came here to find you."

Shiba Kukaku was even more surprised: "You've been in contact with someone you knew before?"

"No," the black cat said lazily, lying there. "It's that Tachikawa."

"he?"

Shiba Kukaku was stunned for a moment, then he understood a little about the reason. His friend's demeanor was extremely well disguised. Even the captains of Seireitei could not see through it. Last time, it mentioned that Tachikawa Shin seemed to have seen something, which was probably why it came to him.

"Did you reveal your identity to him, or did he really figure something out?" Kong He asked, frowning.

"nothing."

Shiba Kukaku pondered for a moment, then said, "You'd better be careful. Apart from your family, everyone in Seireitei could do something to harm you."

The black cat remained silent.

A week later, the letter saw the black cat again.

However, when Xin searched through the kitchen, he couldn't find anything edible. The main reason was that the interval between the black cat's last visit was much shorter, and he hadn't had time to prepare anything. So, the two of them stared at each other in the living room.

"Would you like some water?" Xin asked.

The black cat rolled its eyes at him and left.

In the days that followed, the black cat came more frequently, and Xin gradually got used to its presence. Occasionally, he would talk to it, but it was more like he was talking to himself. The relationship between the two seemed to have become more familiar. Occasionally, Xin would be allowed to touch it, but more often he would be ruthlessly swatted away by its claws.

In daily life, apart from having a cat, there were no major upheavals.

Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Perhaps it's because we repeat similar things every day that time passes by so imperceptibly.

Shin didn't know how long he could live. As a third-level spirit, even after death, his physical body would not be able to return to the Soul Society in the form of spirit particles. This also meant that his normal lifespan had far exceeded the range of hundreds of years.

They might live for thousands of years...

Millennia.

Such words sound long and distant. Xin has only been in this world for less than ten years. He doesn't know if he can withstand the test of time or accommodate thousands of years of accumulation.

Xin often has this feeling, perhaps because the people he comes into contact with on a daily basis are beings who have lived for decades or even centuries. Their appearances will not change much, and this unchanging nature also fades the traces of time.

Shin, however, still looked like a teenager.

[Reiatsu Level: Lv54]

[Zanpakutō unlock progress: 51%]

Relying solely on cultivation, the rate of spiritual pressure increase is far too slow. If displayed on this system interface, it's impossible to discern anything, except perhaps the slight changes in one's own body.

At Xin's house.

Rukia, Hinamori, Renji, Kira, Ganju, and others gathered here, along with Shuhei, Kani, Aoshika, and Hitsugaya.

They were all classmates at the Spiritual Arts Academy, and they would meet up every one or two months, usually at Xin's house.

"This kid has actually become a third seat now."

Hisagi Shuhei looked at Hitsugaya and said with a touch of bitterness in his heart.

This year, Toshiro Hitsugaya was promoted to the third seat of the 10th Division, which is considered a senior seat officer.

Compared to the past, Shin could clearly sense that his spiritual pressure was more restrained, and estimated that it should be at the level of fourth-grade spiritual power.

Over the past year or two, Hitsugaya has been improving every day. "It's truly a talent that makes people envious," Shinya couldn't help but say.

Hitsugaya rolled his eyes at him and said, "You're the least qualified to say something like that."

"Don't say that. Although we graduated in the same year, I spent six years at the Spirit Arts Academy. If you had that time, you might have reached my level as well," Xin said with a smile. He didn't know how long it would have taken him to reach the fourth level of Spirit Power without the system; it might have taken decades.

His talent is actually similar to Shuhei's. By the time the original story's timeline is roughly the same, he would probably be at the level of a vice-captain. Perhaps he could also master Bankai to the level of a captain like Shuhei later did, but that would probably be his limit.

Hitsugaya's eyes flickered upon hearing this. Although he now possessed a fourth-level spiritual power, he lacked experience in various areas.

Geniuses like him are not uncommon in Soul Society. Shiba Kaien and Ichimaru Gin have similar backgrounds, and Hitsugaya doesn't really think his talent can surpass those two.

Then I'll be like them, needing decades to learn Bankai?
Moreover, Shin defeated Gin Ichimaru without using Bankai.

Hitsugaya felt that he could never achieve such a record now.

Hitsugaya looked at Shin in silence. Shin was unaware that the other man had already secretly regarded him as a target. At this moment, Shin was also thinking about Hitsugaya.

If I become the captain of the 10th Division in the future, what will happen to Hitsugaya? These past two years have been alright, but in a few more years he will have mastered Bankai, wouldn't it be a waste of his talent to remain the third seat forever...?

"Where are you two?" Xin then asked Xiubing and Xieze.

Xiu Bing scoffed and said, "There is a chance of being promoted to a seat officer this year, but it will only be a regular seat officer."

Kani Sawa calmly replied, "Vice-Captain Ise has also thought highly of me, probably for the past two years."

Xin nodded slightly, then turned to see Qinglu looking at him with eager eyes.

"Xin, what do you think of me? Can't I be promoted to a higher rank too?"

Xin looked speechless: "This kind of thing should be decided by the captain and vice-captain. Why are you asking me?"

"As one of the three seats, you also have the right to participate in decision-making."

Although the promotion of the Fourth Division is somewhat different from that of other divisions, in Shin's opinion, Aoshiro is very likely to be promoted to a seat officer this year, after all, he is one of the people in the Fourth Division who is willing to sincerely study the Dao.

However, the letter did not explicitly state this.

"President, do you have a cat?" Hinamori suddenly asked in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Xin subconsciously looked towards the windowsill, then laughed and said, "Not really, it occasionally comes here to freeload."

A black cat appeared on the windowsill at some point, leisurely watching them. After hearing Xin say "free food and drink," it seemed to roll its golden eyes at Xin.

Xin went to the kitchen and got it a fish.

Hinamori walked to the windowsill and reached out to touch it. The black cat lay there docilely without any resistance. Seeing Hinamori easily pick it up in her arms, Shin couldn't help but grit his teeth inwardly.

This guy, which she only lets herself touch occasionally, was picked up by Hinamori so easily.

Rukia joined in, playing with the cat alongside Hinamori. The black cat lay on the two girls' laps, remaining very docile throughout.

However, after the cat finished eating the fish, it left on its own.

During dinner, everyone drank some alcohol. Hinamori, as always, had a low alcohol tolerance and got tipsy after just a few drinks. She then complained that she needed to go to the restroom.

"Let me help you up," Rukia said as she watched Rukia sway as she got up.

"No need, I'm not drunk."

Hinamori walked unsteadily into the bathroom, and after closing the door, the noise from the conversation in the living room quieted down considerably.

She leaned against the door, reached out and touched her forehead, feeling a little sluggish.

She then looked around the bathroom; it contained mostly toiletries, just for one person.

Hinamori couldn't help but think that if she were with the president, then there would be toiletries for both of them here.

She chuckled twice.

After relieving herself, Hinamori washed her face with water to try and wake herself up.

She glanced at the towel beside her, pursed her lips, and then took it.

The president certainly wouldn't mind my relationship with him...

It smells pretty good...

With the soft, fluffy towel pressed against her face, Hinamori couldn't help but think that she had actually considered coming to find Shin in private more than once before.

While she had time, Shin did not. As the third seat, Shin spent most of his days in the team dormitory.

When the student council president finally got a vacation, Rukia somehow found out and always ended up coming over with her.

After wiping her face, Hinamori casually hung it back on the wall, but then noticed something on it.

She stared at it intently for a long time before picking it up.

A hair.

It's still silver, but not very long. Could it be a white one?

Hinamori looked suspicious.

(End of this chapter)