Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Gin Ichimaru paused for a moment,

"I have a feeling that your situation is too dangerous. I reckon the Gotei 13 will find out something soon."

Zhenyue smiled and shook her head.

“Ichimaru, don’t think too highly of the Captain-Commander and Captain Unohana. They’re not as incompetent as you think. They know my background perfectly well.”

"Human life is the least valuable thing in their eyes, let alone a fight between thugs in Rukongai."

"That was a struggle for survival, and the commander-in-chief won't blame me for something like that."

"As for my affairs with the nobles, that's none of the Captain's business."

Shinjuku paused for a moment, then changed the subject:

"I heard that Lieutenant Aizen came to see me recently?"

Gin Ichimaru replied:

"That's right. He came when you were taking kendo class. Apparently, he hoped that you would consider joining the Fifth Division after graduating from the Shinigami Academy."

Shinjuku sneered:

"If Lieutenant Aizen contacts me again, please tell him that I will seriously consider his suggestion, but I will follow the Captain-Commander's advice."

Aizen is still collecting spiritual power from souls with Shinigami potential and is in the early stages of creating the Hogyoku.

In the original storyline,

In a few decades, he will be taking action against Death and begin his experiments with etherealization, and now is precisely the time when he is short of manpower.

He probably wants to graduate from the Spirit Arts Academy as soon as possible and obtain the identity of a Shinigami; whether or not he joins the Fifth Division is not important.

Ultimately, which squad she joins after graduation depends on Yamamoto's decision.

Yamamoto might not care if an ordinary person joined the team, but no matter what, he was still half a student of Yamamoto's.

Gin Ichimaru nodded, then hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"Is there anything else?"

Zhenyue glanced at him.

Gin Ichimaru carefully chose his words and slowly said:

"Just now, Gangya Dairan also sent someone to invite you to his mansion as a guest."

"He won over several classmates, and the Tsunayo family expanded rapidly."

"It is said that several families that opposed the Tsunayo family were severely weakened by the rebels."

He took a deep breath, his expression grave:

“A classmate from an aristocratic family said that the rebels were related to the Tsunayo family.”

"Many classmates took it as a joke, but I think there's more to it than meets the eye..."

"Tsunayoshi family?"

Upon hearing about this family, Zhenyue was taken aback for a moment, and then a strange expression appeared on her face.

Anyone who opposes the Tsunayo family will be attacked by the rebels; it would be strange if the two were unrelated.

No wonder old man Yamamoto specially transferred Kuchiki Kyoga to the First Division's special forces unit as its captain.

To deal with the Tsunayo family, one of the four great noble families, the Kuchiki family, which is also one of the four great noble families, was mobilized.

That makes perfect sense.

The Tsunayo family wanted to expand their power.

The Kuchiki family is a model for all Shinigami, whose duty is to uphold and enforce the rules of Soul Society.

The existence of one party will inevitably hinder the other party from achieving its goal, and the contradiction between the two is irreconcilable.

As expected of an old monster who has lived for over two thousand years, Yamamoto, though confining himself to the rules of Soul Society, also knows how to use those rules to his advantage.

If it's inconvenient for them to take action themselves, they'll let the nobles fight each other.

"That's right, the Tsunayoshi family is probably..."

Gin Ichimaru's words were vague, carrying a hint of apprehension:

Zhenyue smiled and bluntly stated:

"They're just a bunch of guys whose brains have been corrupted by power. Now they're showing off their claws like a pack of mad dogs, biting people everywhere."

Gin Ichimaru glanced at Mazuki. Although he had known for the past two years that Mazuki was a willful and lawless person, he knew that Mazuki was a reckless and lawless person.

However, the latter's contemptuous tone in mocking the four noble families, the "Tsuna-yayo family," still left Gin Ichimaru feeling quite helpless.

"You're quite calm."

He sighed helplessly.

"Although the rebels have been suppressed by the Gotei 13, what if the Tsunayoshiro family were to attack us..."

"Now, Tsunayoshiro is also using the Tsunayoshiro family's name to win over students and expand his influence within the Spirit Arts Academy. If he takes a liking to us, it will be really difficult to deal with..."

“If we keep refusing, we might be made an example of. The rebels don’t care whether we are students or not.”

His expression was somewhat troubled.

"Shingetsu, should we inform the Gotei 13 about this?"

Shinjuku pondered for a moment.

The Tsunayo family is indeed a troublesome case.

You should know that this family has many lunatics, especially Tsunayoshi Tokinada, who is the lunatic among lunatics.

They might disregard Yamamoto and Unohana and do something "out of line".

"Leave this to me. Everyone has connections."

When faced with trouble, Mayuki remembered the good things about her cheap teacher.

Chapter 17 Teacher

Two days later.

Shinju changed into a clean school uniform, took the Myriad Phenomena with her, and as soon as she arrived at the captain's lounge of the First Division, she saw Yamamoto sitting there with a kind smile, looking quite relaxed, and sipping his tea.

He clearly looked delighted, knowing that someone was coming.

Seeing this, Zhenyue smiled. There's nothing you can do about being popular.

"Good morning, Commander-in-Chief."

He greeted them.

"Good morning, go to the dojo and get your sword."

Yamamoto smiled and replied, then stood up, walked into the kendo dojo, and took a bamboo sword from the shelf.

"Oh……"

Zhenyue suddenly shuddered and took a bamboo knife from the shelf.

"Don't hit my face..."

He assumed a defensive stance, holding the bamboo sword in front of him.

It mainly covered his face.

"what!!!"

After a dozen or so moves, Zhenyue let out a shameful scream, flew several meters away, and fell to the ground on her back.

Yamamoto slowly put down the bamboo sword, a somewhat disappointed expression on his face.

I didn't use much force in that move just now. This kid has been following me for almost half a year, how come he's still so weak?

Yamamoto felt no pity whatsoever. Compared to the usual humiliation this kid caused him, his ability to resist the urge to kill was already a result of years of self-cultivation.

After thinking for a dozen seconds, he nodded and said, "I have a general understanding of your situation."

"To have reached the level of a vice-captain in less than half a year is quite impressive."

"Although I had high expectations, your talent still exceeded my expectations."

"Your Zanpakuto has improved rapidly, and there's nothing more to teach you in terms of swordsmanship. Next, I'll teach you combat techniques that combine your Zanpakuto with your spiritual pressure."

Aozaki Mayuki quickly got up with a somersault:

"No, Captain, I only broke through to the fifth level of Spirit Might yesterday. You don't even congratulate me, but I'm so badly injured and lying on the ground, and your first thought is to give me a lesson?"

Seeing that Shinju was completely unharmed, Yamamoto's forehead veins bulged.

“I even brought you a gift, and you treat your student like this? It really breaks my heart.”

Aozaki Mayuki sighed, rummaged in her bosom for a while, and finally pulled out a cloth bag.

That old man is so short-tempered; it must be tough being his disciple.

Yamamoto took the bag with a cold face and was surprised to find that it was full of tea leaves.

And it's my favorite tea!

He coughed lightly, feigning nonchalance, and placed the cloth bag on the table.

"Since your Zanpakuto is a direct attack type, then learn a move similar to the Kido type first."

"Whether they are Shinigami or Hollows, they all possess some special abilities to varying degrees."

"Unless you have a physique and spiritual pressure as strong as mine, it is dangerous to fight an unfamiliar enemy in close combat."

"Commander-in-Chief, I know you are very capable, but it's not appropriate to praise yourself like this."

Under Shinju's watchful gaze, Yamamoto quickly raised his bamboo sword and then swung it down sharply.

A silver-white slash was released from the sword, flew past his side and backward, and struck the dummy that had been strengthened countless times by the Ghost Path.

The next moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded—

The dummy was cut vertically in two, with clean cuts.