Chapter 3

Captain Kurotsuchi? And the rest of you. What's going on?

Here is our next specimen.

Huh? I'm only here because I received a letter asking me to come.

I heard a while ago that you wish to improve your stamina, Captain Ukitake. That is why I asked you to come.

Yes, I think I did say something like that to Rukia and Kiyone.

I've been troubling everyone and making them worry, too. It's been really weighing on my mind.

Leave it to me. I can make your wish come true.

Well, what exactly do you need me to do?

Oh, you can look forward to finding out once the work is done.

Akon, hurry up and get the operating table ready!

Yes, sir.

Please wait a moment.

Captaaain!

Where are you, Captain Ukitake?!

What's the matter? What's got you both yelling like that?

Captain!

Tch. Honestly, if it's not one thing it's another today.

We won't let you retrofit our precious captain!

No, you misunderstand. Captain Kurotsuchi is simply trying to help me improve my stamina, that's all.

But! But!

Lieutenant Omaeda was saying that he nearly got modified by Captain Kurotsuchi and ran away, so we thought the same thing was going to happen to you.

It's fine. There's nothing here worth crying over.

Forgive me, Captain Kurotsuchi. You will have to allow me to take these two back with me for today.

As for my body, we can discuss that at our next opportunity.

Hmph, very well. If he is willing to come back of his own free will, there will be another chance to tinker.

Until then, I will keep thinking of the optimal methodology.

I guess we didn't end up getting to do any experiments, did we?

By the way, how did you actually get those specimens this time?

I gathered information at the Women's Soul Reaper Association and called anyone who was troubled about something.

Ah, that explains the lineup.

In the future, perhaps we should shoot a commercial to raise awareness and get the message out that we're looking for specimens to a wider range of people?

Considering that it came from you, that's not a bad idea, Nemu. It certainly would be easier if our specimens came rushing to us of their own volition. There would also be less unwelcome intrusions.

That is true.

(In that case, we wouldn't need to search for specimens ourselves, and there would be less arguments, too. Hopefully.)

Well then, what name should we produce it under? Considering the kinds of treatments we were planning to give, I suppose it would be a clinic?

Hmm, yes. How about Dr. Mayuri's Magical Clinic?

An excellent name. I will get everything arranged right away.

I do have to wonder if anyone would actually come to something like that, though.