Death: Then stood in the sky.

He wants to die right now, and he's not kidding.

This world will surely be destroyed after all.

Looking at Seiji nestled in Matsumoto Rangiku's soft embrace, Shiba felt a surge of envy, but also a sudden sense of relief.

"So that's how it is. It seems it was just luck. The attack just now was probably the strongest blow he could unleash, exceeding the threshold that a spirit could withstand. That's why it had such enormous destructive power, causing me to suffer a considerable loss."

I wonder how Ukitake Seiji could possess such power.

Do you need to know who you are?

Captain of the 10th Division of the Gotei 13.

If he can match himself, doesn't that mean that Ukitake Seiji already has the qualifications to be a captain?

This shouldn't have happened at all.

Even if Seiji Ukitake is a genius, it won't work.

"A lucky break?"

Watching Aoji place his hands on her legs and seemingly unconsciously move deeper into the area, subtly nudging his head in, a hint of suspicion flashed in Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes.

She reached out and touched the other person's nostril.

His breathing was steady.

Then he placed his hand on his heart.

My heartbeat is normal.

"He seems to have fallen into a complete coma."

Matsumoto Rangiku's voice trembled, seemingly worried, or perhaps afraid. Suddenly... she moved with lightning speed, her right hand drawing a circle, lightly pressing down...

Aoshi was forced to look up, and the two stared at each other in silence.

Matsumoto Rangiku gave a cold laugh.

Chapter 67: Charge the Captain!

"Have you really not considered working for the 10th Division?"

"I can give you the position of the third seat of the Tenth Division."

Apartment building, basement.

Although his shihaka outfit was already tattered, Shiba Isshin still sat on a roadside stone with a boss-like demeanor, smoking a cigarette.

Matsumoto Rangiku, who had been nodding in agreement, looked up in surprise. "But Captain, isn't the Third Seat that brat Hitsugaya?"

"You mean this?" Shiba Isshin laughed heartily. "Toshiro won't mind, since he's the future captain of the 10th Division anyway."

Matsumoto Rangiku voiced her displeasure: "Hashimoto, what's going on! Judging from the order of succession, I should be the next captain, right?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? If you make someone like you the captain, the Tenth Division is doomed." Shiba Isshin couldn't help but glance sideways.

If we were to choose the most unreliable person in the 10th Division, without a doubt, it would be Matsumoto Rangiku.

That's the true value of Rangiku's title.

She is quite capable and a good person, but the key problem is that this woman is a womanizer and a philanderer!

If she were to become the captain of the 10th Division, Shiba Isshin couldn't imagine what the 10th Division would become; it would probably fall into some kind of terrifying abyss.

"Seijiro, Seijiro, come over for a drink tonight."

"Yeah."

"Seijiro, Seijiro, what do you think about the 10th Division having a party tonight? I'll call all the female members from the other divisions over! Let's all have a great time!"

"That's great!"

"Seijiro, the Captain-Commander won't let us drink!"

"Charge him!!!"

This is hell!

Just thinking about it sends chills down your spine!

“That’s right, that’s right.” Aoji kept nodding beside him, completely unaware that in Shiba Isshin’s eyes, he had become a scoundrel in the eyes of a debauched man.

"Even you are like this!" Matsumoto Rangiku was furious. With a blank expression, she deliberately picked up a piece of wood as thick as a child's arm and snapped it in half with a crack.

Completely empathizing, Aoji shuddered and his face paled slightly. "Rangiku."

Rangiku Matsumoto glanced at her sideways.

Aoshi swallowed hard. "Please don't do that to me. It's terrifying."

Rangiku Matsumoto gave a calm, cold laugh, her eyes making a downward sweeping motion. She realized that Seiji could be quite easy to manipulate sometimes, as long as you found something to hold over him.

Watching Matsumoto Rangiku and Seiji bickering together, Shiba Isshin curled his lip, finding nothing amusing about it, only thinking that the two of them were making a fuss.

What do you think of my suggestion?

Seeing the two about to start fighting right in front of him, Shiba quickly stopped them, fearing they might accidentally hurt the child.

Shiba Isshin: "Look, Toshiro is still too young, he's just a child..."

Aoji interrupted, "If I remember correctly, the Third Seat of Hitsugaya must be at least in his fifties, right? A child in his fifties, that's fine too."

Zhibo's blood pressure started to spike.

Why wasn't this abstract young man beaten to death?

Also, how exactly did Matsumoto Rangiku manage to restrain herself from killing him?

“That’s not what I meant. I meant that compared to Rangiku, Toshiro is still too young,” Shiba Isshin tried to explain.

Aoshi pointed at Matsumoto Rangiku, "So the captain means she's too old."

The veins on Matsumoto Rangiku's forehead were faintly visible as she sat down next to him, and her beautiful face was filled with a crisscrossing murderous aura.

Shiba Isshin swallowed hard after glancing at Matsumoto Rangiku's murderous gaze.

A few seconds later.

"Seisaku."

"?"

"Some things don't need to be said so explicitly."

"Oh."

Matsumoto Rangiku flew into a rage: "I'll kill you all!"

Having endured a brutal beating, Shiba Isshin, with bruised eyes, said, "Toshiro still needs time to grow, but before that..."

"You can take over his work first, and after you become familiar with the 10th Division's affairs, you might be able to take over my position in the future."

Upon hearing this, Matsumoto Rangiku immediately showed a look of shock.

This clearly indicates that they want to train Seiji Ukitake as the next captain of the 10th Division!

If this gets out, it will probably cause a huge shock throughout the entire Soul Society.

That's what I think.

Shiba Isshin's voice rang out, "It's too much to ask of Toshiro to immediately take on the responsibilities of the 10th Division Captain. He needs at least several more decades of training to fully master his Zanpakuto, Hyōrinmaru."

But you're different—

Shiba Isshin paused, then said seriously, "You have combat experience that even I have to take seriously, your swordsmanship is no less than mine, and you also have that lightning-attribute Zanpakuto..."

At this point, Shiba focused his attention on the sword beside Seiji.

Compared to other types of Zanpakuto, elemental Zanpakuto usually possess extremely high destructive power and terrifying strength capable of changing the world.

To see for yourself, look at Captain Yamamoto's Zanpakuto, Ryujin Jakka. It is the strongest Zanpakuto of the heat type, capable of destroying the three realms.

Hitsugaya Toshiro's Zanpakuto, Hyōrinmaru, is the strongest Zanpakuto of the ice and snow type. Theoretically, if it can reach its limit, it also has the power to destroy the world.

Other types of Zanpakuto are also quite impressive.

It is said that Kenshin Rokusha's Zanpakuto, which disappeared decades ago, is the strongest wind-type sword. It is terrifying that it can end a battle quickly without wasting any time.

It's a real shame that I didn't get to meet the other person because I wasn't familiar with them.

As for the lightning attribute...

As far as Shiba Isshin knew, it was the Zanpakuto of the Captain-Commander's vice-captain, Chojiro Suzume, but very few people had ever seen Chojiro Suzume unleash his Zanpakuto.

However, Shiba Isshin had already personally experienced Ukitake Seiji's Zanpakuto.

Very strong.

Whether lightning is the strongest attribute is still in doubt, but it is undoubtedly strong.

Moreover, compared to Toshiro Hitsugaya, Seiji Ukitake is a ready-made combatant, the kind who can immediately take up the post of captain.

How long has it been since Soul Society has seen a genius like this?

Zhibo developed a fondness for talent.

As a team leader, his responsibility is to ensure that every talented person goes where they are meant to be.

"Captain, you're not planning to slack off, are you?" At this moment, Matsumoto Rangiku looked at her captain with a suspicious gaze.

"That's right, hahaha. As long as that kid Qing Si takes my place, I can find a cushy job and live a leisurely life every day."

Shiba Isshin burst into laughter, then suddenly froze. "Oh no... I think I accidentally blurted out what was on my mind."

So all that love for talent is fake, right?

Matsumoto Rangiku was simply too awful to look at. This embarrassing, idiotic captain had made her lose face in front of Seiji!

Chapter 68 It's impossible to be a team leader.

"I think I'd better not. Putting aside whether my body can handle it, I personally don't really like working."

Aoshi refused repeatedly.

It's impossible for him to become the captain of the 10th Division. He could never become the captain of the 10th Division. Even if he jumped off a building, starved to death, or died outside, he would never become the captain of the 10th Division.

There are only thirteen captains in the Soul Society, so this identity is far too conspicuous.

It's safer to just follow behind those two brothers, Jushiro Ukitake and Shunsui Kyoraku.

After all, this world is too dangerous, and his current strength is only enough to barely protect himself.

"No decent person likes working. Only someone with a screw loose would like to love their job, hahaha."

"That's why I said you're really suited for the 10th Division..."

Upon hearing this, Shiba Isshin looked regretful. He wanted to ask Shiba to stay, but his expression suddenly changed.

What does this feeling mean?

The Great Void?

Moreover, it's a Hollow of a considerable level!

He stood up instantly. "Is it the Arrancar named Nnoitra that appeared that day?"

Everyone's spiritual pressure is different, just like a fingerprint. It is very difficult to imitate, which is why familiar people can identify each other simply by the pulse of their spiritual pressure.

"No, not Noitra."

Qing Si shook his head and slowly said, "It's pure malice."

......

Several figures darted across the sky at a speed that was impossible for the human eye to follow, quickly traversing the entire city.