Shunsui Kyoraku..

The Seireitei experienced another day of shifting clouds and gusty winds. A captain dozed in the shade of a large tree. If you looked closely, you could see he was wearing a straw hat and had a piece of grass in his mouth. A kimono with pink floral patterns covered his shihakushō. A peculiar taste, indeed.

"Spying on someone while they're taking a nap is, well, quite impolite, my friend."

The captain suddenly spoke to you in a mocking tone, revealing his player's charm in his words.

The thorny rose bushes in front of you offered little protection. Even so, they couldn't hide your inner turmoil.

Besides, it's not a sin to stare. It was hard not to notice a man in a pink haori like him. So, naturally, you felt curious.