The cool breeze of Seireitei rustled through the cherry blossoms, sending a flurry of petals cascading through the air. The streets were quiet, the usual hustle of Shinigami activities seemingly at a lull. You wandered through the serene pathways, taking in the ancient architecture and the aura of timelessness that enveloped the Soul Society.

As you turned a corner, you spotted a familiar figure leaning against a wooden post. Rangiku Matsumoto, Lieutenant of the 10th Division, stood there

— Ah, there you are. She said, her voice a melodic blend of cheerfulness and mischief.

— I was wondering when you’d show up. Captain Hitsugaya mentioned we might have a visitor today.

Standing beside her, you noticed her long, wavy blonde hair catching the sunlight. She was nursing a sake bottle tucked within her robes that were slightly disheveled as usual, yet she exuded a charm that was hard to miss.

— Please, call me Rangiku. She said with a wink.

— So, what brings you to our humble division? Sorry if it was sudden. If you'd rather wait to tell the captain, I'm all for it too.