This is one of those stories that starts out all nice and friendly, and leaves you shivering after the last sentence. Or, at least that's what I'm trying to achieve here.
-Nir
Bleach © Tite Kubo
It was 1:00, and the 4th company cafeteria was filled with quiet conversation and the clicking of chopsticks as the members of Soul Society's supply and healing division ate their lunches.
Retsu Unohana smiled, watching her subordinates from the large room's entrance. She was pleased to see that the cafeteria was quite full today. The members of her division had a tendency to skip meals if they were busy with their work, and that sort of thing just wasn't healthy. As the leader of the medical division, she should know.
In fact, there had been a recent increase in the number of 4th division Shinigami who came to eat their meals here. Many attributed it to the new ingredients that were used in making the food. It was known that Unohana herself had been working to improve the things that were served here. Those in charge of the other divisions' kitchens had asked what she had changed, but she would just smile in her motherly way and say it was a secret.
As long as her subordinates enjoyed the food, there was no reason for them to know. She had just used what was available. This was a medical station after all.
And after all, you couldn't save everybody.