XX-level Hokage

Soi Fon didn't refuse, only giving a soft "Mmm," looking down at her toes, a slight smile involuntarily playing on her lips.

On the other side, Orihime was trying on a pink dress. She walked out of the fitting room, twirled around, and the pink skirt swayed with her movements, making her look like a cute little angel.

"Rukia, do you think this looks good?"

Rukia sat on the sofa and nodded: "It looks great! Pink suits Orihime very well."

Mashiro looked over and nodded with a smile: "It really is nice, the pink makes your skin look even whiter. I'll buy this one too, and then pick out a few more in different styles later."

Orihime blushed, happily said "Thank you, Mashiro-san," and turned to go back to the fitting room to change.

Rangiku was trying on a red backless evening gown. When she came out of the fitting room, the shop assistants were all stunned. The red dress accentuated her shapely figure, the backless design revealed her fair back, and her long hair draped over her shoulders, making her look both sexy and elegant. She awkwardly tugged at the hem of the dress, walked up to Mashiro, and looked at her expectantly: "Mashiro-sama, how do you like this dress?"

Mashiro put down the lemonade, her gaze falling on her. She nodded, "Not bad, it suits your temperament very well." She paused, her fingertips lightly tapping the sofa.

"However, if it were burgundy, it would complement your skin tone better and give you a more commanding presence."

Rangiku's eyes lit up: "Wine red? Okay, I'll go change!" She turned and went back to the fitting room, her heart full of anticipation—Mashiro's eye for detail was always excellent, and she believed the burgundy dress would look even better.

Halibel was trying on a black trench coat. She was tall and looked particularly cool in the black trench coat. Her icy blue eyes had a hint of coldness in them, and she looked like a formidable and powerful woman.

I walked up to the mirror, looked at my reflection, and nodded slightly—this trench coat fits me well and is very practical; it's much better than those fancy clothes.

Liluka was trying on a purple Lolita dress. She came out of the fitting room, holding a doll, and stood awkwardly in front of the mirror: "This... this is too childish." She said this, but her eyes couldn't help but linger on her reflection in the mirror—the purple dress was decorated with lace and a large bow, and it did look very delicate.

Mashiro looked over and nodded with a smile: "It looks great. Purple suits you very well. You have fair skin, and wearing this light purple will make you look even cuter."

Liluka blushed and stubbornly said, "Who...who wants it to be cute! I just think the lace on this dress is pretty nice." Although she said that, she didn't say she wanted to change it, clearly she liked the dress.

Zhenbai smiled, not exposing her hypocrisy, and simply told the shop assistant, "Wrap this one up too." Over the next two hours, the group browsed through the clothing store, trying on more than a dozen outfits.

Mashiro acted like a generous patron, having the shop assistants pack up anything that everyone liked without hesitation. She used Urahara Kisuke's supplementary card—she had specifically asked Urahara for it last night, saying it was "shopping expenses." Although Urahara felt the pinch, he still obediently gave it to her.

The shop assistants were stunned by what they saw—this group of people were not only good-looking, but also incredibly big spenders; they were practically "big customers." They bustled around, helping to manage the clothes and pack them, their smiles never fading.

"Alright, we've bought enough clothes. Let's go to the next store and look at jewelry and cosmetics." Mashiro checked the time and said to everyone. She was carrying several shopping bags, all of which contained the clothes she had just bought. Yoruichi and Soi Fon were also carrying several bags each. Only Halibel was still carrying a bag with a blank expression, while Liluka asked the shop assistant to help her carry her shopping bags.

The group left the clothing store and headed towards a jewelry store not far away.

Sunlight streamed down their faces, shopping bags jingled in their hands, and the lively sounds of the street filled the air. Each face wore a different smile—some were happy, some were satisfied, some were embarrassed, and some tried to appear calm but couldn't hide their joy.

Mashiro walked at the front, looking at the people around her, her smile deepening.

Such moments were indeed leisurely and precious. But she knew that this tranquility wouldn't last long.

But at least for now, she wants everyone to enjoy this last bit of happiness.

The jewelry store is filled with a wide variety of goods, including exquisite necklaces, earrings, bracelets, as well as lipsticks, eyeshadows, and foundations in various colors.

Orihime and Rukia's eyes lit up as they looked at the exquisite jewelry; Yoruichi was looking at earrings, wanting to pick a pair that would suit Soi Fon; Soi Fon stood beside Yoruichi, looking at the sparkling jewelry with some curiosity; Rangiku was looking at lipsticks, wanting to pick a color that suited her; Harribel wasn't interested in any of them, just standing aside waiting; Liruka was looking at hair accessories, holding a pink bow hair clip in her hand, admiring it.

Chapter 324: Movie

"Orihime, what do you think of this necklace?" Mashiro picked up a silver necklace with a small star pendant and handed it to Orihime. "It suits you very well."

Orihime took the necklace, put it on, looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled happily: "It looks beautiful! Thank you, Mashiro-san." Mashiro smiled and nodded: "I'm glad you like it. Wrap it up."

Yoruichi picked up a pair of pearl earrings and handed them to Soi Fon: "Little bee, try these on, they suit your style perfectly."

Soi Fon took the earrings and awkwardly put them on. She looked at herself in the mirror; the luster of the pearls reflected on her earlobes, making her look very gentle. Her cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "Thank you."

Yoruichi smiled and ruffled her hair: "You're welcome, I'm glad you like it."

Rangiku picked out a bright red lipstick, applied it to her lips, looked at herself in the mirror, and nodded in satisfaction—the bright red suited her skin tone very well and made her look very charismatic.

Liluka bought the pink bow hair clip and several hair ties in different colors, and she was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.

Before they knew it, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. The group walked out of the jewelry store carrying large and small shopping bags. Everyone was a little tired, and their stomachs were starting to rumble.

"Let's go get something to eat. There's a dessert shop up ahead that I've heard is pretty good." Mashiro pointed to a nicely decorated dessert shop not far away and walked over first.

The air in the dessert shop is filled with the aroma of cakes and coffee. There are all kinds of desserts, such as strawberry cake, chocolate mousse, tiramisu, and ice cream in various flavors.

Orihime and Rukia's eyes lit up when they saw the desserts; Yoruichi ordered a chocolate mousse, as she loves sweets; Soi Fon ordered a strawberry ice cream, which she rarely eats and was curious about; Rangiku ordered a tiramisu and a coffee; Halibel ordered a matcha cake, as she likes the taste of matcha; and Rilu ordered a strawberry cake and a juice.

"Wow, this strawberry cake is so delicious!" Orihime took a bite of the strawberry cake and squinted her eyes.

Rukia nodded, "Yes, ice cream is delicious too." Yoruichi ate her chocolate mousse, with some chocolate sauce on the corner of her mouth.

Soi Fon saw this and instinctively picked up a tissue to wipe Yoruichi's mouth. Yoruichi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, little bee." Soi Fon's face instantly turned red, and she quickly withdrew her hand, lowering her head to eat her ice cream, not daring to look Yoruichi in the eye.

Mashiro watched this scene, her smile deepening. She took a sip of coffee, her gaze falling on the setting sun outside the window—golden sunlight bathing the streets in a warm glow.

After finishing our dessert, it was already six o'clock in the evening. The streetlights came on, and the neon lights flickered, adding a touch of liveliness to the nighttime commercial street.

"Let's go to the movie theater next, there's a new movie showing tonight," Mashiro said to everyone after checking the time. "Okay, okay!" Orihime and Rukia happily agreed, as they hadn't seen a movie in the human world yet.

Yoruichi nodded, "That's right, I haven't seen any movies set in the modern world yet." Soi Fon didn't say anything, but just nodded; she wanted to go with Yoruichi.

Rangiku, Halibel, and Liluka had no objections and followed the others toward the movie theater.

The movie theater was crowded, and the line to buy tickets was very long. Mashiro told everyone to wait in the rest area while she went to queue for tickets. When she returned, she was holding seven movie tickets.

"What movie are we going to watch?" Orihime asked curiously.

Rukia whispered, "I...I'm not really brave enough to watch horror movies either. How about we watch a romance movie? I've been reading modern shoujo manga lately, and it's really..."

Thinking about romance movies.

Yoruichi excitedly exclaimed, "Horror movies are great! I want to see just how scary real-world horror movies are!"

Mashiro patted Orihime on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't be afraid, we're here. Besides, horror movies are exciting, it's good to watch them once in a while."

Orihime hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Well... alright then."

Rukia had no choice but to compromise: "Then let's watch it together." The movie started at seven o'clock.

The group, carrying popcorn and cola, entered the theater. The theater was completely dark, with only the screen providing illumination.

The seating arrangement was quite subtle—Mashiro sat in the very center, Yoruichi to her left and Retsu Unohana to her right; Soi Fon originally wanted to sit next to Yoruichi, but Yoruichi pulled her over and placed her between herself and Orihime; Rangiku, Harribel, and Liruka sat in the back row, right behind Mashiro, Yoruichi, and Retsu Unohana.

The movie begins.

The eerie sound effects instantly filled the entire theater, and a dim image appeared on the screen—a dilapidated house with cracked walls and an unsettling atmosphere in the air.

Orihime was so frightened that she quickly grabbed Soi Fon's arm, shrinking into a ball and not daring to look away. Soi Fon was also a little scared, but when she felt Orihime's trembling body, she still straightened her back and let Orihime hold her arm, but her eyes kept drifting to Yoruichi in the front row.

Yoruichi, while eating popcorn, commented on the scene on the screen: "This house is so dilapidated, it's comparable to the Rukongai in the Tokumachi world."

"This makeup is terrible. It's nowhere near as good as Mayuri Kurotsuchi's. Mayuri's cyborgs are way scarier than this." "Ugh, this female ghost's hair is way too long. How can she be scary when it's covering her face?"

Sitting to Mashiro's right, Retsu Unohana wore a gentle smile as she watched the bloody scene on the screen. There was no fear in her eyes, but rather a hint of appreciation: "The color of this blood is very realistic. The special effects technology in the modern world is not bad."

She was once a member of the "Unohana Yachiru" group, and was used to fighting and bloodshed. To her, these scenes of horror movies were no different from "heartwarming family dramas".

Mashiro wasn't really paying attention to the movie. While casually eating popcorn, she used the darkness to play with Yoruichi's long hair with her left hand—Yoruichi's short hair was very soft and felt nice to touch.

Yoruichi sensed it, but instead of moving away, she moved closer to her, making it easier for her to touch her. After a while, Mashiro's right hand quietly reached to the back row and landed right on Rangiku's leg.

Rangiku was engrossed in watching when she suddenly felt a warm hand grasp her ankle and slowly move it up her calf. She shuddered and almost cried out, dropping a few kernels of popcorn from her hand.

She lowered her head and, in the dim light of the screen, saw that familiar hand—slender fingers, neatly trimmed nails—it was Mashiro's hand. Mashiro in the row in front of her had her back to her; her profile was somewhat blurred in the screen light, but she could still see the faint smile on her lips.

The secret touch in public, under the watchful eyes of everyone, made Rangiku feel a strong sense of shame and arousal. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and her breathing became rapid.

She wanted to push that hand away, but she was also reluctant—the warmth of that hand was so comforting, carrying a reassuring strength. She bit her lip, not daring to move or make a sound, and could only let that hand wander over her calf, igniting clusters of flames.

Sitting next to Rangiku, Heribel quickly noticed something was wrong. She turned her head and looked at Rangiku's flushed cheeks and slightly trembling body!

She glanced again at Mashiro's hand reaching towards the back row, a hint of disdain flashing in her icy blue eyes—she loathed such cloying, affectionate scenes. But more than that, she felt a deep sense of apprehension—Mashiro was incredibly strong and cunning; she couldn't see through this woman.

Riruka, sitting on the other side of Rangiku, also sensed that something was wrong with Rangiku and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Rangiku quickly shook her head, her voice low: "No...it's nothing, I'm just a little scared." She didn't dare let Riruka know the truth, so she could only make up an excuse.

Liluka nodded with some skepticism, not pressing further, and simply refocused her attention on the movie. But she still had some doubts—Rangiku didn't seem scared, more like…shy? The movie ended with screams.

When the theater lights came on, Orihime was still clinging tightly to Soi Fon's arm, her face pale and her eyes red, clearly terrified.

Soi Fon's arms felt a little numb from Soi's embrace, but she didn't say anything. She simply patted Soi's back gently and comforted her, "It's alright, the movie's over."

Rangiku's face was flushed, her eyes darting away, avoiding Mashiro's gaze. The warmth of Mashiro's fingertips seemed to linger on her calves, making her heart ache.

Her gait was somewhat unnatural as she walked, as if she were trying to hide something.

Yoruichi stretched and yawned: "It's alright, but the plot is a bit boring, nothing scary."

Retsu Unohana laughed and said, "I think it's very educational. At least it made me realize what 'terror' in the real world is like."

Liluka nodded in agreement: "Yeah, it's not scary at all, not as scary as Mashiro." She was referring to the fact that Mashiro made her run and wear a maid outfit.

Mashiro stood at the theater entrance, observing the crowd's reactions with a half-smile. Her gaze swept over Orihime's pale face, Soi Fon's slightly reddened ears, Rangiku's evasive eyes, Harribel's icy expression, and Riru's pursed lips, finally settling on Yoruichi, her eyes sparkling: "So? Did you enjoy the movie?"

"That was...that was terrifying!" Orihime patted her chest, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm never watching horror movies again!"

"It's alright, but the ghost's makeup looks a bit fake." Yoruichi shrugged, walked over to Mashiro, and naturally took her arm. "There's more to come..."

What's the itinerary?

Mashiro shook her head, stretched, and looked towards the dimly lit street in the distance.

As night deepened, the number of pedestrians on the streets gradually decreased, and the neon lights twinkled in the darkness like stars. "Let's end today's date here. Everyone's tired; it's time to go home and rest."

She paused, her voice becoming soft and distant, carrying a subtle hint of solemnity: "Enjoy this final tranquility, everyone."

The night breeze ruffled her long hair, and under the neon lights, her profile appeared exceptionally beautiful, yet also carried a chilling air of mystery and danger. Then she turned and walked towards the car: "Let's go back."

The crowd followed silently behind her, carrying large and small shopping bags, their steps heavier than when they had come.

The neon lights on the street still flickered, but the previous liveliness and joy were gone. The car drove through the night, the cabin completely silent.

Only the streetlights outside the car window cast streaks of light in the darkness.

Mashiro leaned back in the passenger seat, closing her eyes to rest. The car drove into the villa's yard and stopped at the gate.

The group got off the car one after another, carrying shopping bags as they walked into the villa.

The lights in the villa were on, and warm light shone through the windows, dispelling the chill of the night.

"Everyone, get some rest. We'll meet in the living room at seven tomorrow morning," Mashiro said, standing in the center of the living room. "Okay," everyone nodded, each carrying their shopping bags back to their rooms.

Qi Zhenbai watched as everyone's figures disappeared at the stairwell, then turned and walked to the French windows to look at the night outside.

The sound of waves crashing against the rocks reached my ears again, but it lacked its previous gentleness and instead carried a hint of urgency. The moonlight in the room was still gentle, but it no longer had the sticky warmth of last night.

The two lay in bed, Mashiro nestled in Yoruichi's arms, listening to her heartbeat, her heart gradually calming down. "Thank you," Mashiro whispered.

Yoruichi lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "What are you thanking me for? We're comrades, aren't we?" Mashiro smiled and nodded, closed her eyes, and gradually drifted off to sleep.