Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

His ideas are deeply ingrained and it is impossible to change them in a short period of time.

Moreover, the modern social changes we see today are only a matter of the last few hundred years.

It was indeed difficult to get a stubborn old man like Yamamoto to accept those new ideas.

Next, it's the old man's turn.

By the time they return to Soul Society, everything should have calmed down.

With that in mind, Aozaki Mayuki decided to stop dwelling on these things.

fighting?

Fighting?

The Kasumi family might have some captain-level spiritual pressure at most, but that didn't interest him.

He can hardly experience the thrill of intense battles he once felt.

Aozaki Mayuki suddenly slapped her forehead, as if she had thought of something, and said into the communicator:

"By the way, old man, you should keep a close eye on those two new recruits you sent to my squad."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni frowned and asked in confusion:

"Do they have a problem?"

Those two were personally assigned to the Eleventh Division by him.

Could it be that his eyesight is failing and he's mistaken someone for someone else, causing a problem?

Aozaki Mayuki explained:

"In the last two days, Vice Captain Gin Ichimaru sent me a message."

"Those two guys not only caused trouble in the squad, but also had dealings with the Kasumioji family."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni slightly opened his narrowed eyes, his tone grave:

Is everything you're saying true?

Aozaki Mayuki replied with a smile:

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Yin."

“He has no shortage of any evidence, such as photos, videos and so on.”

"He should have everything you want."

"I understand, Shingetsu. I'll leave the Kasumi clan head to you."

A hint of anger could be heard in Yamamoto's voice, and the communicator screen immediately went black.

The old man was clearly angry.

Aozaki Mayuki smiled slightly, then handed the communicator to Nemu.

"Lord Aozaki, do we really want to stay in the mortal world for a few more days?"

After waiting for Aozaki Mayuki and Yamamoto to finish their communication, Inuryu asked with some concern.

"What is Inuyu worried about? Shingetsu is the strongest, the most powerful Shinigami. He has nothing to fear from those villains in Kumoi!"

Kasumi Rurichiyo jumped up and hugged Aozaki Mayuki's neck, shaking excitedly as she spoke.

Dog Dragon was ashamed.

He wasn't questioning Aozaki Mayuki's abilities.

After all, the opponent has the title of Kenpachi, which is a title bestowed upon the strongest Shinigami.

Perhaps not as good as the captain, but certainly not weak.

But Ruri Chiyo was too important to them.

Even knowing that Aozaki Mayuki is very strong, he couldn't help but feel worried.

After a moment of silence, Inuryu sighed deeply:

"Then, Lord Aozaki, you are responsible for protecting the head of the family. What do you need us to do?"

Aozaki Mayuki glanced out the window; the sky had completely darkened, and night enveloped the entire city.

He took Nie Yinmeng's hand and said with a serious expression:

"It's getting late, let's go to sleep!"

"This……"

Inuryu was speechless for a moment, meeting Aozaki Mayuki's earnest gaze, unsure of what to say.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke:

"Then Lord Aozaki, Vice Captain Nie, and the Clan Head, please go and rest. Yuanlong and I will go and set up the barrier."

Kasumi Rurichiyo's eyes lit up:

"I want to sleep with Zhenyue!"

With a shout, she quickly ran towards Aozaki Mayuki with her short legs.

"Don't give me that. I have important business to attend to tonight and don't have time to play around with you."

Aozaki Mayuki placed her hand on her head and rubbed it.

"How could you do this? You promised to take me out to play, you big liar, Mazuki."

Rurichiyo Kasumi expressed her dissatisfaction.

Is something important?

The dog-dragon and the monkey-dragon showed joy on their faces.

It seems that Lord Aozaki had already planned how to protect the young lady.

We thought he was trying to slack off, but we really misunderstood Lord Aozaki!

…………

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Soul Society, Seireitei, Kasumioji Family.

Tenbei Shusuke stood silently before the cold corpse of Yunjing Yaojue, his face terribly gloomy.

His gaze swept over the group of Grim Reapers wielding gleaming longswords before him, and an indescribable rage welled up within him.

These death gods surrounded Amebe Shusuke.

Not far away, you could still see Kibune Risa's body lying in a pool of blood.

The knives in their hands gleamed coldly, as if ready to strike at any moment.

This was clearly not a friendly gathering among teammates, but rather a coordinated attack against themselves.

"Vice Captain Tenbei, you might as well surrender."

"Yes, we've all met, let's avoid bloodshed in the streets."

"We were inside the house, so shouldn't the blood have splattered all over the roof?"

"How should I know? You know I'm uneducated!"

Listening to the cacophony of voices, Tenbei Shusuke found it incredibly grating.

These voices were like sharp blades, mercilessly piercing his heart.

He believed that the carefully crafted image he had created would win the trust of these people.

But now it seems that all of this was in vain.

Why are you willing to follow that guy?

Tenbei Xiuzhu glared at everyone and asked loudly.

"How can someone so irresponsible and selfish be qualified to be a captain?"

His voice was filled with anger and resentment, as if he wanted to vent his pent-up grievances.

The Shinigami of the Eleventh Division stared at him expressionlessly.

"What are you talking about, Vice Captain Tenbei?"

"Strength is the reason to be king!"

"That's a line from a game, isn't it?!"

"Damn it, I wanted to say something so cool too, but someone beat me to it!"

The team members gave their answers one after another.

"Power is the reason to be king? What idiom!"

Enraged, Tenbei Xiuzhu roared through gritted teeth.

"You should just give up, Tenbei Shusuke."

Hitsugaya Toshiro, carrying a long sword on his back, looked at the man who was his colleague just a few days ago and said with a sneer.

"You don't actually think you have a chance of winning in this situation, do you?"

"If you give up now, you can still avoid death; at worst, you'll be imprisoned in the deepest hell."

Tenbei Shusuke's face was gloomy.

He gripped his weapon tightly, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes:

"Stop talking big, I haven't lost yet."

"You Grim Reapers have no idea what true power is."

As he spoke, he drew a tuning fork-shaped dagger from his waist and took out a yellow sphere that looked like an eyeball.

That sphere is the core of the Mo Yao Blade.

The Tapir Blade relies on its core to absorb the user's spiritual pressure and enhance its power.

The hilt of the tuning fork dagger opened, and a gaping maw of flesh emerged from the end of the hilt like a living creature, swallowing the core whole.