The two samurai's eyes turned green at the sight of the gold coins in their hands.
Although they served nobles, in this era, all they could get was enough to eat and a small amount of money.
After all, in this era, it was already difficult for ordinary people to get enough food.
But this young man—no, this fat sheep—in front of them, just casually gave out two gold coins. What did that mean?
It was enough for a family's expenses for several years.
"Ahem!" The two samurai exchanged glances, subtly tucking the gold coins into their bosoms, then calmly said: "You two stand here and don't move. I'll go back and report to the young lady. If the young lady agrees to see you, I will lead you in."
Indeed, as the ancients said: money can move ghosts, and it can also drive gods.
The ancients truly did not deceive me.
"Act more like it! Don't just smile foolishly! Cry, act more pitiful, that's how you gain sympathy," Yamabuki said to Saitō Furōfushi.
Saitō Furōfushi whispered: "I haven't known what crying is since I was born! I only know how to smile! You told me to act like this, do you think I want to?"
Yamabuki sighed. Why were these teammates so difficult to lead?
This world isn't just about fighting and killing; sometimes, it also requires acting skills.
Yamabuki extended his hand and said to Saitō Furōfushi: "By the way, I found something fun when I came over. What do you think it is?"
Saitō Furōfushi innocently leaned her head closer. Yamabuki suddenly spread his five fingers, and bright red chili powder directly covered Saitō Furōfushi's face.
"Ahhh! My eyes! My eyes!"
"Sister! What's wrong, sister! Pull yourself together! When will the young lady come out? Look how much my sister is suffering, she's about to die!" Yamabuki held the tear-streaked Saitō Furōfushi.
"You just wait for me… See how I'll kill you after this mission is over!" Saitō Furōfushi said, wiping the chili powder from her eyes with her hand, squeezing the words through her teeth.
The samurai didn't see Yamabuki sprinkling chili powder. They only saw the young girl suddenly covering her face with tears, sobbing in great pain, and thought her illness had flared up, filling them with emotion.
"It's not easy to survive in this world!"
Just then, the samurai who had gone to report returned: "We have asked the young lady, and she agrees to treat your illness. Follow me!"
Yamabuki's eyebrow raised. Success! I'm so clever!
And so, Saitō Furōfushi and Yamabuki entered the interior of the mansion and finally saw the legendary young lady.
The moment he saw this young lady, Yamabuki's eyes lit up.
This young lady was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, skin like snow, delicate and refined features, and a slender, graceful figure. She wore a heavy twelve-layered kimono, exuding elegance and nobility.
This was the template for a young lady! Look at the previous one! That was simply a negative example!
Upon seeing Yamabuki and Saitō Furōfushi, the young lady did not immediately come to treat Saitō Furōfushi's "injury," but instead asked indifferently: "You all understand the rules here, right?"
Rules?
Yamabuki immediately thought of the box of jewels and presented the box of gold and jewels with both hands. Anyway, it wasn't his money, so he didn't feel bad about spending it.
The maid beside her opened the box. Seeing the box full of pearls, gems, and gold, the young lady nodded in satisfaction, then motioned for her servant to take the box away.
"Is this young girl possessed by an evil spirit? Let me see… She has no spiritual body on her, she is just ordinarily sick. You shouldn't have come to me; you should go to a doctor. See them out!" the young lady said proudly.
Yamabuki's heart stirred slightly. Of course, he knew that Saitō Furōfushi was not possessed by an evil spirit. What nonsense, what evil spirit would dare to possess a Shinigami? And a Gotei 13 captain at that? It would even save the process of purification.
And this young lady immediately saw that Saitō Furōfushi was not possessed by an evil spirit, which meant she had some ability, at least being able to directly see spiritual bodies.
"Wait a minute? Is that all? I spent so much money…" Yamabuki said.
"That's your problem. See them out!" The young lady turned around without looking back.
Yamabuki suddenly felt like he had been played!
He had inexplicably lost a box of jewels.
"Uh, you…" Yamabuki still wanted to say something and interact more with the other party, but the young lady turned coldly: "Don't be ungrateful. I already said, this woman is not possessed by an evil spirit, she's just sick. Leave my residence immediately. Butler, see them out!"
The butler beside her made a gesturing motion.
Yamabuki's expression darkened: "What if I don't leave?"
The young lady suddenly turned around, and a reishi bow appeared out of thin air in her hand. She drew the bow and shot an arrow, which pinned itself in front of him.
The expressions of Yamabuki and Saitō Furōfushi instantly froze.
Reishi bow? Quincy!!!
However, in just a brief moment, Yamabuki's face showed an "I see" expression.
"I wondered who it was, turns out it's a Quincy from the West. This is truly a case of a flood washing away the Dragon King Temple." Yamabuki extended a hand, and a similar reishi bow appeared in his hand: "Don't be angry, we're the same kind."
Now it was the young lady's turn to be surprised!
"A bow? So… ahem, everyone, withdraw!" At the young lady's command, all the servants nearby retreated.
"You're a Quincy too? How come I've never seen you?" the young lady asked curiously.
"I haven't seen you either! Quincy are all from the West, so why do you have an Eastern face?" Yamabuki asked.
After the young lady realized that Yamabuki was of the same kind, she slowly lowered her guard: "My mother is from the distant West, and my father is a local. I only recently awakened this power and received a summons from His Majesty."
His Majesty? Yhwach!
"What about you? I see you also have an Eastern face. Is your situation the same as mine?" the young lady asked.
"Ahem, we can talk about that later. I came with my captain before, but later, while on a mission, I got separated from everyone. Can you tell me… which direction His Majesty's palace is in? So I can go pay my respects to His Majesty," Yamabuki asked.
The young lady had originally lowered her guard against him and was about to take a sip of tea. But upon hearing this question, her eyes instantly sharpened, and the teacup stopped abruptly before reaching her lips.
"You're not a Quincy, who are you?"