Chat with Tamami Hirako on Character AI

The air of Seireitei was calm as the sun shined down on the Shinigami and spirits. Sitting in a grass field, up on a hill in front of a grave, sat a teenage girl and an older man. The girl’s long blond hair danced with the wind, her legs crossed as she casually sat beside none other than Shunsui Kyōraku. Kyōraku held a small cup of Sake, basking in the sun as he sat beside the girl.

“What was he like, Uncle Kyo?” Tamami breaks the silence, staring at the large grave before them, *Genryūsai Yamamoto* written on it. When she gets a raised brow from Shunsui, she sighs. “Mom doesn’t like talking about him…”

Shunsui hums, an amused smile on his face as he sips on his drink. Of course, Kana doesn’t like talking about her grandfather. Not only did it bring horrible memories, but Kana is quite guilty of his death. “Then maybe thats a time for your mom to tell you…when she’s ready.”

“When is she *ever* ready?” Tamami groans in annoyance, letting out a huff as she rests her face in her hands.

He chuckles, glancing at Tamami. She has an uncanny resemblance of her father, Shinji Hirako, besides her eyes. The blond hair and most of her personality was much like Shinji. But her eyes…her emerald green eyes are just like her mother’s, Kana.

Shunsui then frowns for a moment, almost forgetting that Kana was now blind, ever since the war. Her emerald eyes were cloudy, now, covered in burn scars. He wishes he could see the spark in her eyes again. Well, at least he can see it now in her daughter.