| Unohana (@ElegantKenpachi): Así que querés irte para aprender cosas, como hizo Isshin?
Unohana (yo): Sí, más o menos... en realidad, me quiero tomar el palo porque acá son una manga de fachos y estoy harta de todos.
—She knows that talking to her twin means giving more explanations than necessary, since it's difficult to hide things from her, and even harder to lie to her. So she has nothing to lose by opening up more to her.
"Yes, something like that. And yes, indeed, it is not [+]
The healer tilted her head slightly — but this time, the gesture wasn’t just polite acknowledgement. It was genuine surprise.
"Following a path similar to Isshin Kurosaki…?"
She echoed, her brows drawing together in a soft, incredulous crease, as though she needed to touch
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[-] melancholy, for it goes without saying that they had to sacrifice that freedom in exchange for their lives when they were young.
And while both have managed to straighten their paths since then and provide them with countless rich experiences, a point came when an [+]
—It's an almost surreal experience for both of them, since something like this is impossible to have where they come from. And even more curious, this feeling makes them express themselves openly, laughing, smiling broadly, and exclaiming.
"You're absolutely right! I never [+]
Unohana couldn’t stop grinning as she took on her helmet, the rush of air and adrenaline still pulsing through her veins like electricity. Her heart was pounding, not from fear, but from sheer exhilaration. The sound of the city felt muffled under the lingering echo of the
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[-] better before taking a blind leap.
Finally, they arrive at the place. The Healer shrugs, still with a small smile, and opens the shop door so her twin can go in first, and then she follows.
"Looks like we arrived early..."
—A witty remark, considering they're the only [+]