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There had to be some cruel joke behind this. Her wrist cuffed to this complete stranger, with some weird properties to it. It was explained to be for him, yet Kaede had other suspicions. Especially now when her predecessor had left his shop without a trace. Nor where the two mod souls there helpful enough to free them.

“Damn it, Kisuke,” She grumbled at the shop. How even did she get dragged into this? She looked down at the cuffs with disdain.

“Did I do that? –Did I do that?”

Send me 💭 + a name and my muse will answer what they think sex with that character would be like (no longer accepting)

"Oh I just assumed that people from your place show up to harass me about dead people which is usually why you all show up anyway. That or those mysterious murders from fires that no human can put out."

While there was some truth in the man’s words—the part implying Soul Society coming down to the world of the living to what he called ‘harassment’, that is—she was here on a completely different, classified mission her captain specifically assigned for her.

“My master sent me here for pure observational purpose.”

Well, she was going to visit the shop, see if maybe Yoruichi was hanging around today or not. One thing the Captain didn’t plan on encountering, however, was some greased up monkey dancing at the gate and shouting.

“...”

"So how's everyone's adorable gremlin woman doing?...

“You could smash it in but then you’d never get rid of me. Like a fungus. Oh do you really think they’d try to eat me? I doubt they’d be that stupid.”

“…as hot as space is cold. Hm.”

“Temperature’s just a measure of the average kinetic energy of the particles in an object,” he points out. “At absolute zero, all motion ceases. If that’s one extreme – what would be its counterpart?” Everything in constant motion? –But how much constant motion?  

“I believe you’re assuming a minimum implies a maximum, but I’m inclined to believe some things have no direct opposite.  –Would the opposite of a parked car be one travelling 50 kph, 500 kph, 5000 kph? How much light is the opposite of darkness? How many clothes must one put on to be the opposite of naked?” Life is full of nuance. Perhaps a metaphorical demonstration is warranted.