The winds across Rukongai howled. The birds sang. The streets were as crowded as usual, with very few spaces for breathing room. Unlike the Rukongai of Head-Captain Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's time, this area was suspiciously similar to modern-day Japan, with enormous skyscrapers and subways littered about the town. The sky was as blue as the rivers. The skies did not have a single cloud in it, much in the same way that the river nearby was without even a single rocky protrusion. Overall, this Rukongai was vastly superior to the Rukongai of the previous Soul King. This was because the Central 46 who governed over the land weren't a bunch of law-obsessed douchebags and the Gotei 13 weren't so morally grey.