Yua Munetoshi
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"Oh thank goodness it is still here!"
Called a cheery voice within the Munetoshi estate as Young academy student Aiya Munetoshi head decided to head back to her family estate after forgetting the very item she been needing to take to the academy. Her favorite hair tie. She had tons of them but none really seemed to fit her hair or mean as much as this one did. She smiled side stepping the mass foot traffic of the estate of all the new arrivals in her mother's willingness to helping selected souls from within the Rukongai prove they could benefit the Shinigami by passing her test to possibly getting a scholarship into the academy by the family's graces.
She personally never had an issue with any of the odd random citizens, however every now and then she found a sour note amongst the song of the souls. Normally a sour note has intentions that were not pure and often Aiya was correct in the assumptions as those sour notes tend to get all but hurt doing her mother's test and then have their asses handed to them out the gate with a rejection letter.
"Alright, I should have plenty of time to get back to the academy in time for our classes."
She spoke to herself stopping at the gates turning back to watch them close behind her in deep thought, zoning out of reality
Soon I will be following in the footsteps on my family and ancestors. Will I be good enough to do my family proud or am I wasting my time?
She asked herself very often. She wasn't like most of her family, being excited to fight and assist in the name of the Shinigami. She always found it scary to be a Shinigami, to fight hollows, Quincy fullbringers and whoever else decided to interfere with the soul cycle. However, She was a Munetoshi, it was her duty in every breath to serve as a Shinigami and lay down her life for the sake of the soul cycle. She only hoped that some day, she will never have to draw her blade against anyone or thing. That was a dream she knew would never come true. She took a deep breath before heading back towards the Academy allowing her train of thought to derail so many times as her body walked on auto pilot following the same path it came down so many times.