Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training.

Chapter 359, Section 368: Tonight is Long

Whether it's cultivation or confiding.

Whether to indulge or to remain silent.

Everyone has their own things to do, and after everything has settled down, night falls.

As the final day approached the final battle, everyone unanimously began to 'indulge'.

Originally, the Seventh Division, acting as inspectors, turned a blind eye to drinking, but during this time, the group, who had already become close, began to socialize with each other.

Slightly tipsy, Renji Abarai put his arm around Bazby's shoulder. Both of them were the kind of rough-around-the-edges type, and they seemed to have something in common in this regard.

"Actually, I've been paying attention to your eyebrows for a while now..."

"You look so cool, you bastard!"

"Teach me how to take care of it?"

No one usually understands his aesthetic style, and this feeling of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" makes Renji Abarai feel like he's about to burst into tears.

There will be no lies.

This guy is my half-brother!

"You...you actually have such good taste?! I misunderstood you before...I'm so sorry!"

It seems that few people in their respective camps understand these unique aesthetics.

They've finally found their organization and are now bursting into tears.

Stark and Barragan, standing not far away, calmly watched the skewers and drinks in front of them, neither of them touching their chopsticks for a long time.

"Bailergan...have you ever eaten this?"

"No."

"It's not poisonous, is it...?"

"As a former No. 1, don't you even have this much courage?"

"Why don't you try it first?"

"Ha! If I had that ability, would I have been relegated to a lower position than you back then?!"

Ulquiorra, who was savoring sake behind the two, lowered his eyes and calmly gave his comments.

"A very boring drink..."

Szayelaporro, sitting opposite him, wore a rather pleased expression.

"Really? I think it's worth taking a closer look at."

As he spoke, he turned to the side and asked Grimmjow beside him.

"What do you think?"

The Leopard King, chewing on a chicken skewer, stared at the charred bamboo stick and let out a puzzled "ah".

"That kind of thing is fine no matter what... Take a look at this."

He raised his hand and pointed to the bamboo skewer in his hand.

Do you think this is safe to eat?

Caring for people with disabilities is everyone's responsibility.

Looking at the commotion of the crowd in the distance, the Grim Reaper and his group, as the hosts, huddled in a corner.

"Those guys look so happy..."

"After all, they're all from the countryside, they probably haven't experienced this kind of culture before."

"Vice-Captain! That..."

Before the guy could speak, the supervising officer and the deputy captain had already put on a 'casual' expression.

"The captain has already said that we won't be concerned about those things tonight... As long as we don't fight, we can do whatever we want."

What can be done in such a situation?

Naturally, he imitated Renji Abarai and went to talk to other people.

Despite the deep-seated animosity between the two sides, the truth will come to light, and tomorrow will mark the end of this conflict.

No matter how conflicted one is, they will be put aside under the pressure of such external forces.

Humans are inherently curious.

The emotions that welled up deep within everyone at this moment—regarding external cultures, different kinds of upbringing, and so on—are the very source that urges everyone to begin exchanging ideas.

The group of Fullbringers, who were also huddled in a corner, had no intention of participating, but under the influence of the atmosphere, they eventually made a token contact.

It may be intentional, but it is more of a spontaneous behavior.

Those who were once enemies and hated each other in the Three Realms have now subtly resolved their grudges...

Of course, this applies to men who are somewhat reserved and more inclined to be patient.

The women on the other side seemed much more lively.

"cheers!!!"

on the other side.

Matsumoto Rangiku's ghostly howls were enough to send chills down one's spine.

Inside the makeshift tent next door, the atmosphere had reached its peak.

With her face flushed and no one knowing how much alcohol she had drunk, Matsumoto Rangiku perfectly displayed her "excited" nature.

"What are you all standing there for? Come and have a drink! It's not easy to gather friends from all over the world like this... Don't you all want to say something?!"

What...what should I say?

The people present looked at each other in bewilderment.

It was hard to tell whether the expression on his face was one of embarrassment or awkwardness.

After all, it's really hard to resist such an enthusiastic guy.

However... Matsumoto Rangiku is never passively attacked. Rather than weighing gains and losses from an observer's perspective, this guy seems to be better at taking the initiative.

Seizing the opportunity, she pulled two people from the audience up onto the stage.

"ah!"

“Matsumoto, you…”

With her left hand embracing Orihime Inoue, her right hand encircled Nanao Ise's waist.

Matsumoto Rangiku, with women on either side of him, reeked of alcohol and let out a long, grotesque laugh.

"Haha, sorry~ I'm only a little familiar with you two, so I can only use you as my targets!"

Not good.

A very bad premonition arose in their hearts!
Big Fool Chun, what are you trying to do?!

Before the two could speak, Matsumoto Rangiku grinned and grabbed two bottles of sake, then shoved them into their mouths.

"Gulp... Pfft!"

Although he vomited it out.

However, alcohol is something that is easily absorbed.

What's more, these are two guys who are teetotalers and usually care more about maintaining their image.
Their complexions rosy almost instantly.

Orihime Inoue began to sob and try to cry, but Nel, who was beside her, helped her to her feet.

I want to say something to help people get justice.

But I can't even wait to speak...

Orihime Inoue grabbed her shoulder and buried her head in the other's chest, sobbing.

"I'm so envious! I'm so envious of your personality! How come you can so easily express your true feelings? Nilu, can you teach me?"

—This guy seems to be drunk?

After all, under normal circumstances, no one would expect Inoue Orihime to say something so blunt.

Ise Nanao, who was standing nearby, stood up unsteadily, muttering "How boring" under her breath, and tried to return to her seat.

The ill-tempered Hiyori simply couldn't contain her urge to cause trouble.

He grinned foolishly and leaned closer, lowering his voice as if he were whispering.

"Ise, don't you have anything on your mind that you can't usually say?"

I can't usually say it.

Shouldn't it be even harder to speak in public like this?!

No, friend, no. Ise Nanao's expression turned somewhat aggrieved for a moment. Her lips trembled slightly for a while, and finally she let out a sobbing sound.

"If I don't pay attention to my age... I'll miss my wedding date..."

As if unable to contain her emotions, after a soft moan, Ise Nanao covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.

what.

It always felt like a somewhat sad topic.

But in a way, it was like stabbing many people in the chest.

The Grim Reapers, who were originally cheerful, now felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed a fly.

Harribel and the others in Hueco Mundo were clearly immune to this topic, and were even raising a toast with her subordinates to celebrate...

Among the Fullbringers who came from afar, Liluka clearly couldn't grasp the key point.

He took a small sip of his non-alcoholic beverage and spoke to his companion beside him.

Why is everyone reacting so strongly?

Tristan, however, rubbed his chin with a serious expression, seemingly having no intention of speaking at this moment.

This guy started repeating things like "wedding date"...

Wait, wait, do you also experience this kind of pressure?!

Compared to the noisy commotion of these people, the Quincy were much calmer.

After all, building good relationships is never an easy thing, especially since the leader, Litoto, is not an easy person to talk to.

Rather than drinking with Death and Broken Ones, she preferred to have a conversation with them.

It's good to understand each other's capabilities beforehand to lay the groundwork for future actions.

But it backfired.

After all, there will always be some geniuses who are disobedient and prefer to be independent.

The most typical example is that guy who calls himself the Quincy Queen...

Bambieta was not to be outdone.

At that moment, this guy rushed out and, imitating Matsumoto Rangiku's movements, started shouting on the stage.

"Hey! Look over here! Look closely... I am the future Quincy Queen! And the future leader."

"Just come to me if you need anything! I also rule the entire invisible empire..."

"If you want to pledge your loyalty, you'd better do it early!!!"

Is this guy even mentally sound?
It wasn't just anyone who had this thought... it was the girl group members who were his companions.

"Has this guy gone mad?"

Faced with Litoto's questioning remarks, the silent Minina bent down and picked up an empty wine bottle from beside her feet.

"This one……"

Giselle leaned her head in directly, her expression instantly becoming quite comical.

"That guy... drank it all?!"

Although I don't know the exact prescription, just looking at Bambieta's face, I can tell that something is definitely wrong with her...

Litoto pressed down on her hat as if she had a headache. She had wanted to remain calm and observe the situation from a detached and objective perspective.

Now this guy has caused such a commotion.

There's no point in pretending anymore.

"Drag that idiot back..."

"Okay~"

Giselle jogged over, but before she could even touch Bambieta, the guy nimbly dodged her.

She acted with exceptional agility...

Did the alcohol seem to have 'alleviated' her originally severe injuries?

Giselle's smile stiffened slightly. After all, it was just about capturing a wounded soldier; did it really need to go through so much trouble?

"Be a little more obedient, okay? Hey, Bambi-chan~"

"do not want!"

Reject decisively.

Bambietash took several steps back and came directly to Matsumoto Rangiku's side.

This guy dodged the bottle in the other person's hand and quite boldly took a big gulp of it.

Phew!

"I...I have something to announce!"

This guy is still up to something.

But it must be said that because of his previous outrageous behavior, everyone present was looking at him with a sense of amusement.

So what kind of fun can this guy possibly cause?
Even Halibel, who was some distance away, put down her wine glass and turned her gaze in their direction.

Bambieta let out a low cheer, as if encouraging herself, and shouted at this moment.

"You, you guys definitely don't know, right?!"

She raised her shaky left hand and pointed at Gisele in the distance.

"This guy... is actually a man dressed as a woman!"

……

…………

………………

"what?!"

Gisele's expression froze completely on her face; it was difficult to describe her state of mind at that moment.

But no matter what.

This is indeed a significant piece of information in some sense.

Meanwhile, Bambietta continues to 'output' its output.

"I actually already knew! But because he's also cute and wouldn't do anything weird, I didn't care..."

"But isn't this going a bit too far lately?! We're just friends, why would she want to come to my room?!"

"You're definitely not my type!!!"

It's exploded, it's completely exploded now.

Giselle, enraged, charged over, seemingly intending to physically silence the other person.

Litoto shouted and led the rest of the group to rush over, clearly intending to suppress the two.

Having just entered the tent, Jadis looked at the chaotic scene with a rather bewildered expression.

So what's going on now?
The drunkard, always eager for a good show, started shouting loudly from the sidelines, while the masked figures in the distance just smiled without saying a word.

Tonight is a long night.

Tonight is also very important.

People with different thoughts were waiting for time to pass, some with trepidation, others with unease.

at the same time……

Kurosaki Isshin, who was staying in the mortal world, was squatting in the woods with a helpless expression.

His task was somewhat complicated.

It's not just about fulfilling Kisuke Urahara's arrangements, but also about making a decision... to safely deliver the target before the most crucial moment.

And before that?
He can only kill time in places like this.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

The cries that followed caused Kurosaki Isshin a terrible headache.

Although he is already a father of three, it must be said that Masaki Kurosaki really took good care of him back then.

This results in Ichishin having absolutely no experience in dealing with babies.

"It's so troublesome!"

(End of this chapter)