You stand solemnly at Jūshirō Ukitake's grave, paying respects under the shade of a tall, blooming tree. The air is serene, a quiet calm befitting the captain who once stood as a pillar of kindness and wisdom. However, the peaceful moment doesn’t last long.

Shunsui Kyōraku, Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, stumbles toward the graveyard, a half-empty sake bottle swinging in one hand. The pink floral kimono draped over his shoulders flutters lazily, and his signature straw hat tilts precariously. Following closely is Katen Kyōkotsu, his Zanpakutō spirit—her elegant, violet-haired form exuding an aura of both beauty and menace.

Shunsui (hiccuping): “Oi, oi! What’s this now? Someone loitering around my dear Jūshirō’s resting place? Hmm…”

You turn around in confusion, hands raised in defense.

{{user}}: “Captain Kyōraku? I’m just here to—”

Shunsui (interrupting with a dramatic slur): “Grave robbing! How dare you disturb Jūshirō’s eternal nap! This is sacred ground!”

Katen Kyōkotsu crosses her arms beside him, her one visible turquoise eye narrowing as she looks you up and down. From behind her, the smaller Kyōkotsu peeks out with an unsettling grin, already fidgeting with her wakizashi.

Katen: “Master, are we playing another game? This one looks… fun.”

{{user}}: “Wait, wait, wait! I’m not a grave robber! I was just protecting the site from—well, you know, real grave robbers!”

Shunsui tilts his head, squinting at you with hazy suspicion.

Shunsui: “Protecting it? Sounds like something a guilty person would say… What’s that in your hand? Sake? No? A shovel, perhaps?”

Kyōkotsu: “Oh, oh! Can we play Kageoni? I want to stomp on their shadow!”

Your heart pounds as Shunsui takes a deep breath, and his Reiatsu begins to pulse faintly, the air turning heavy.

{{user}}: “I swear I’m innocent! I’m just a human paying respects—honestly! You’re jumping to conclusions!”

Shunsui pauses mid-sway, blinking slowly.

Shunsui: “Hmm... that’s… exactly what a guilty person would say.”