-- Gunki Hiroto
Frustration. That was the feeling in Hiroto when not only one, but two comrades were taking on the fight he commenced and fighting over it. He had to admit, although not out loud, that especially Miyuuki disappointed him. However, there was no time to dwell on small issues like this one.
”I’ll carry the victim myself, then, in search of the doctor. If any of you comes to your senses, I could use some help!” Hiroto shouted over their voices authoritatively as he turned to the wounded woman. ”Don’t worry, I will help you. If you need anyone to talk to, talk to me” Hiroto spoke gently to the woman before lifting her over his shoulder. She was small enough, the weight not causing any physical stress in his body. ”Little girl, please lead me onwards. I will stand between you and the lawless before us, do not worry” he told the girl, and they were on their way.
The alleyways were silent, so silent it was nerve-wracking. Hiroto knew, even if only intuitively so, that there were enemies everywhere. Anywhere. In addition, he had the responsibility of keeping the two civilians safe – the woman and the child. The girl led them left and right, up stairs and down slopes. Rukongai was a labyrinth even for the most familiar. The fact that the girl knew the way was very impressive. The mood was getting even calmer and tenser at the same time, as if something was about to burst. It seemed however, that something had already burst.
The group soon came to a scene with debris and dust floating, witnessing of another explosion – one that was deep enough within Rukongai that it had gone unnoticed. Hiroto was momentarily torn – duties called, but at the same time he felt a deep responsibility to check the scene. If not him, who else? With a swift decision, he turned, reassuring the others that it would be a quick detour. However, it didn’t turn out to be a detour at all.
”There, you’re all healed up and ready” said a stern, female voice. It did not belong to any of the people Hiroto was protecting. As they walked closer to the origin of the sound, a figure became clear, slightly crouching over a seated figure. The person in the seat was an ordinary fisherman – nothing much to notice. The slightly crouching figure, on the other hand, was a different story. She wasn’t particularly tall or short, and looked like a woman in her thirties, but healthy. Her black kimono had a silken pattern in the same charcoal hue, making it only slightly visible as branches and berries. Over her kimono she wore a doctor’s coat. She wore glasses and some of her hair was oddly violet. She met Hiroto’s eyes for just a moment before the little girl ran forward.
“Aunt Ekika!” she shouted and embraced her. ”There’s a wounded lady, and she seems to be fading. Could you help her?” the girl asked. Hiroto lay the woman down on the ground before the doctor, reaching for her hand. ”Doctor Chirochiro, I presume? I am Gunki Hiroto, a shinigami recruit. I was wondering if…” Hiroto started saying, introducing himself before getting interrupted by the doctor. ”Slow down, Gunki-san. Let me introduce myself” she said softly, yet strictly. Hiroto didn’t know how to respond. ”I am Doctor Chirochiro Ekika, you can call me Dr. Chirochiro if you please” she continued, and then sank to the level of the victim. Hiroto crouched a bit to get a view of it all.
“I can heal this, but it will take some time” Dr. Chirochiro said, before shifting her eyes towards the route from which Hiroto and the others had emerged. ”However, I sense something. Brace yourself, Gunki-san” she said alarmingly. Just as she pointed it out, footsteps could be heard. Just as a silhouette emerged from the shadows, the doctor made a movement with her hand, a spark of chaotic energy emerging from it and striking the opponent in the face, his skin instantly swelling. However, more footsteps could be heard after him. ”Gunki-san, if I may ask, I need your protection. This woman cannot wait any longer” the doctor said. Her hand hovered over the wound as a glimmering light embraced the hand and poured down on the wound. Hiroto was stunned to see this kind of sorcery, but hadn’t time to make a remark.
”I will protect you. Even if my life is at stake, I will not let them touch even a strand of your hair” Hiroto said seriously, widening the space between his legs in a stable, defensive stance. This was it – his time to prove himself.