Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

Meanwhile, inside the Technology Development Bureau of the Twelfth Division.

Nie Yinmu stood in front of the giant spirit wave tracker, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Based on the analysis of residual spiritual pressure, Captain Shen Jue's movement trajectory."

"Last appeared in the present world, in the Karakura Town area."

"Approximate coordinates have been located."

She turned to look at Mayuri Kurotsuchi behind her, her tone calm.

"Chief, should we inform all the captains of the 13th Guard Division?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi looked up from behind the microscope, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

He remembered Shen Jue saying with a smile before leaving: "Captain Kurotsuchi doesn't want his research funding to be cut either, does he?"

When Shen Jue said those words, the mad scientist Mayuri Kurotsuchi felt fear!

The lack of research funding really hit Mayuri Kurotsuchi's Achilles' heel.

"No need."

"Send the location to Yoruichi, Aizen, and the other captains."

"That man's motives are really strange..."

Hueco Mundo, the deepest part of Las Noches.

Hribel suddenly stood up.

Her three subordinates simultaneously felt an overwhelming spiritual pressure erupting from their master.

"My king..."

"What exactly are you thinking?"

Herribel's voice was deep and dangerous, and water vapor formed from spiritual pressure appeared on her.

"A vacation in the real world?!"

"Are those damn humans really that good?!"

Nellyel peeked out from the corridor beside her, holding a cute handheld game console unique to the Hueco Mundo dream world.

"Lady Harribel, has the King gone to the mortal realm again?"

Her tone was innocent and naive, but there was a faint green glint in her eyes.

"He said he was going to take care of the Kobe girls who came from unhappy families."

"Our king is so loving."

Harribel's spiritual pressure instantly rose another notch.

Fine water droplets began to seep from the ceiling of Hueco Mundo.

"The Kobe girl?!"

Nelielu covered her mouth, looking annoyed that she had let something slip.

"Oh, should I have brought this up...?"

In both Soul Society and Hueco Mundo, teams embarked on a journey to find Shen Jue.

The person in question was standing in an alley in Karakura Town, smiling as he spoke to Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Then it's settled, Ichigo-kun."

I'll sleep in your room tonight.

"You sleep on the sofa."

Ichigo Kurosaki's forehead veins bulged.

"Why should I?!"

"Even as my teacher, this is incredibly rude!"

Shen Jue smiled slightly, her expression innocent.

"Because I am a guest."

"and......"

He suddenly lowered his voice and spoke in a volume that only Ichigo could hear.

"Your father and I are old friends."

"Strictly speaking, you should call me Uncle Shen Jue."

Ichigo Kurosaki was utterly speechless.

Karakura Town, the Kurosaki family.

The hand that Kurosaki Ichigo used to push open the door to his house seemed even heavier than the Purification Gate of Soul Society.

"I'm back," he said weakly.

From the living room came Isshin Kurosaki's exaggerated shout: "Ichigo! You're back! Perfect timing, curry for dinner!"

Kurosaki Isshin poked his head out of the kitchen, still holding a spatula in his hand. His smile froze the moment he saw the smiling man behind Ichigo.

"Oh, Yixin." Shen Jue raised his hand and leisurely shook his fingers.

"Long time no see. Your skill in wielding a spatula must surpass your skill in wielding a Zanpakuto by now, right?"

Kurosaki Isshin's spatula clattered to the ground.

"Shen... Shen Jue?!" He practically jumped out of the kitchen, his expression incredibly complex.

"What are you doing here?! No! Why are you with Ichigo?!"

"That's even more wrong! You didn't defect..., did you?"

"Dad," Ichigo interrupted weakly, "Teacher Shen Jue is sleeping in my room tonight, and I'm sleeping on the sofa."

Kurosaki Isshin's mouth opened into a perfect circle.

He has been hiding in the real world for years, and has not been in contact with Kisuke Urahara for a long time, immersing himself in the sweet world of his relationship with Masaki Kurosaki and their children.

Therefore, he knew nothing about what Kurosaki Ichigo had experienced in Soul Society. Having lost his spiritual pressure, he could only sense the special spiritual pressure stirring within Ichigo's body.

Masaki Kurosaki's gentle voice came from the kitchen: "Honey, what's wrong? Are we having guests?"

When Kurosaki Masaki wiped her hands and came out, she saw Shen Jue in the living room. Her expression was first confused, then a hint of wariness appeared on her face.

The last one, Go explained in a low voice, "Shen Jue is the captain of Soul Society, and a friend of Dad's."

The expressions on the faces of the Kurosaki couple became quite interesting.

They never expected that a captain-level Shinigami from Soul Society would appear in their home.

Although Kurosaki believed he had a very good personal relationship with Shen Jue, he wasn't sure if Shen Jue had come looking for him, or even for the missing Grim Reaper.

"Ah, Mr. Shen Jue."

At that moment, Masaki's voice carried a strange sense of understanding, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

Instead, she greeted Shen Jue politely.

"Welcome to the real world. You look...very healthy."

Shen Jue bowed slightly, displaying impeccable manners: "Mrs. Masaki, I apologize for disturbing you."

"I came in a hurry this time and didn't bring any gifts. I apologize for that."

"Not at all, it's our honor to have you here." Masaki smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Please come in, please come in. We just happened to have prepared quite a few dishes tonight."

Ichigo's lips twitched as he watched his mother's enthusiastic reception of Shen Jue.

He always believed that his mother was the backbone of the family, rather than his father who stood there dumbfounded.

Half an hour later, the table was filled with the Kurosaki family's signature dishes.

Kurosaki Isshin rarely took out his treasured sake, though his face still screamed "I have a million questions for you, but I don't dare to ask them."

"Mr. Shen Jue, please try this." Masaki smiled and served Shen Jue some food.

"Ichigo's father used to mention you often."

"Mentioning me?" Shen Jue smiled and picked up a fried food. "That's definitely not a good thing to say."

"I know my reputation in Soul Society very well."

"He didn't say that," Masaki paused, giving Kurosaki Isshin a meaningful look.

"He said you are the strongest genius Shinigami in the history of Soul Society."

"You two used to enjoy drinking and celebrating together."

"Although he's mostly doing it for work, that's why he's drinking with you."

"I wasn't as happy as I had imagined."

Kurosaki Isshin suddenly coughed.

"That was a misunderstanding," Shen Jue said without changing his expression.

"Captain Isshin was clearly having a great time drinking at the time."

"That's because you got me drunk, Shen Jue!" Yi Xin finally couldn't help but slam her hand on the table and shout.

A bead of cold sweat dripped from Isshin's temple. At this moment, the situation he faced was far more terrifying than confronting ten thousand Vasto Lordes!

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Kurosaki Isshin subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, unaware that Kurosaki Masaki was watching him with a smile.

Ichigo went to open the door, and standing there was Inoue Orihime carrying a fruit basket, her face bearing her usual gentle smile: "Kurosaki-kun, I heard you had guests, so I brought some fruit~"

Her gaze passed over Ichigo's shoulder and landed on Shen Jue, who was happily chewing fried chicken at the dining table.

"Ah." Inoue blinked. "Captain Shen Jue?"

"Oh?" Shen Jue put down her chopsticks and looked towards the door with interest.

"Inoue-kun, come in and have some dinner with us."

"It's a good opportunity for Kurosaki and the others to see their daughter-in-law."

Orihime Inoue walked in somewhat awkwardly, handed the fruit basket to Masaki, and then sat down at the dining table.

Her position was directly opposite Shen Jue, which made her even more nervous as she said, "Captain Shen Jue, please don't joke like that."

The other two daughters of the Kurosaki family did not appear. As Shen Jue savored the dishes, how could she not know that Kurosaki Isshin had secretly informed Urahara Kisuke and his group?

By now, Karin and Yuuko must have been picked up by Kisuke Urahara's people, right?

Shen Jue chuckled: "Just a casual remark, don't be nervous, Inoue-kun."

"I think Ichigo is quite willing."

He picked up a piece of fish, chewed it slowly, then squinted his eyes and gave a very sincere smile: "My vacation time is without you lovely young people."

"This is so boring."

Kurosaki Ichigo and Inoue Orihime both shivered at the same time.

Ichigo remembered the three slashes Shen Jue had made when he was training him in Soul Society.

Even now, Ichigo is still unsure just how strong Shen Jue's spiritual pressure is.

Masaki smiled gently and refilled Shen Jue's glass of wine: "Mr. Shen Jue, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

"It depends on my mood," Shen Jue said, picking up his wine glass. "Maybe a few days, maybe longer."

Kurosaki Isshin finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Shen Jue, what exactly are you...?"

"Yixin." Shen Jue interrupted him, his eyes suddenly becoming deep.

"The moon is beautiful tonight. Shall we go for a walk after dinner? It's been a while since we chatted."

Kurosaki Isshin stared into those eyes, and a chill ran down his spine.

He thought of the stern eyes of the old captain.

If Shen Jue came representing the will of the Captain-Commander, even though Kurosaki Isshin was once the head of the Shiba family, one of the four noble families, he didn't know what his fate would be.

"I...I promise you," Isshin said with a sigh.

At the dinner table, Shen Jue raised his wine glass and toasted Kurosaki Ichigo and Inoue Orihime from afar, his smile widening.

"Cheers."

Outside the window, night was deepening. In the distance, a flash of light was streaking across the sky at incredible speed.

That was Yoruichi Shihouin's Instantaneous Movement, rapidly approaching Karakura Town.

Higher in the sky, a spiritual pressure, carrying moisture and suppressing anger, was quietly descending.

Shen Jue put down his wine glass and sighed softly.

"Wow, it seems there are more people than I expected."

He turned his head and gave a completely innocent smile to the window.

"Seriously, can't I just have a quiet vacation?"