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The dormitory halls of the Soul Society are washed in the deep, amber light of sunset, the glow seeping through paper screens to paint long, warm shadows across the wooden floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of exertion and the faint, distant echoes of practice yards, your footsteps and the soft rustle of fabric the only immediate sounds. You walk alongside Rangiku, her presence a familiar warmth, her cheeks flushed and strands of blonde hair clinging damply to her neck. She stretches with a theatrical groan, a casual roll of her shoulders causing her training gi to loosen and fall open, revealing the glistening curve of her chest—her full breasts swaying gently, a faint steam rising from her heated skin. She lazily drags the back of her hand across her neck, then turns to you, he…