Shirou's clones number 30 million

Soon, the New Year's Eve party officially began.

After Aizen took the stage and gave his opening remarks, the first program began.

The performers were Ichigo Kurosaki's two younger sisters; one sang and the other danced, and their gorgeous costumes created an excellent stage effect.

"I can't believe they actually went on stage!"

Just then, Ichigo Kurosaki suddenly heard a slightly annoyed "Nonsense!" coming from not far behind him.

He immediately turned his head and stared at the speaker for a while. He quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly pushed Rukia Kuchiki a few times.

"Rukia, do you think that old man is Captain-Commander Yamamoto?"

"Huh...? Yes, that's Captain-Commander Yamamoto."

"Why is he at the party too? Aizen probably didn't invite him, did he?"

Otherwise, as the captain, he should have at least said a few opening remarks on stage.

"This is a rare sight of liveliness in Soul Society. Not only the Captain-Commander-in-Chief, but other captains are here too. For example, over there is Captain Unohana of the Fourth Division..."

After introducing several people, Rukia Kuchiki added:

"By the way, even if Captain Aizen didn't invite anyone else, Vice-Captain Hinamori wouldn't forget. Like me, I received her invitation."

Before they knew it, the number of spectators grew, and even the rooftops and walls were filled with onlookers who were watching the death.

However, the later arrivals were all dressed in Shinigami uniforms, clearly indicating that they were just there to join in the fun, rather than being invited.

Chapter 363 The Opportunity to Make a Fuss Has Arrived

Chapter 363, Section 364: The Opportunity to Make a Fuss Has Arrived

The two chatted casually, and before they knew it, the female Grim Reaper, who was in charge of pouring drinks for the audience, had walked up to their side.

Kurosaki Ichigo took the disposable paper cup and suddenly felt that the other person's figure seemed somewhat familiar, so he subconsciously looked up.

"Huh...? Hinamori? Aren't you the vice-captain of the Fifth Division? Why are you doing such trivial things?"

"Everyone's busy, and I don't have any talents to perform on stage, so naturally I can only help with small tasks," Hinamori Momo said with a smile.

"Uh... thank you for your hard work."

At that moment, Ichigo Kurosaki unconsciously thought of Aizen, whom he had seen at Aizen's house during the day.

Basically, he's either sunbathing or lying in a chair reading.

At first, Ichigo Kurosaki thought he was studying and even felt admiration for him, but later he discovered that he was reading books with very strong storytelling elements.

In short, he didn't do anything productive all day and was always slacking off.

"You're welcome. Have a great day, both of you."

Hinamori Momo smiled and then turned to hand out drinks to the others.

Kurosaki Ichigo picked up the paper cup and took a sip; the spicy taste almost made him spit it out.

Of course, given the presence of people in front of him and the circumstances, he had no choice but to swallow it down.

"Why is it alcohol?"

"Is there a problem?" Rukia Kuchiki turned around and asked in surprise.

Why is your drink different from mine?

"Women drink beverages, men drink alcohol; it's a long-standing tradition of the Fifth Division. Hmm... would you like me to change it to a beverage?"

"Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol. Doesn't Soul Society have such a rule?"

"No."

"Too."

Kurosaki Ichigo realized he had said something stupid as soon as he finished speaking. After all, this was the afterlife, and it was a kind of ancient lifestyle. How could there be a rule that minors couldn't drink alcohol?

"Would you like me to change your drink to the same one as mine?" Rukia Kuchiki asked again in a low voice.

"No need. I was just asking casually. I didn't mean I couldn't drink it."

All the men were drinking, including his own father and the white-haired kid (referring to Toshiro Hitsugaya) who was chatting with him over there; only the women were drinking beverages.

In this situation, Ichigo Kurosaki naturally couldn't show weakness.

In his eyes, since even younger children (referring to Toshiro Hitsugaya) were drinking, he felt he had to join them.

Because the taste was too spicy, Ichigo Kurosaki hesitated for a long time, but he endured the discomfort and drank the glass of white wine in one gulp.

Then, he picked up a chicken leg from the table and started eating it.

"I didn't realize Ichigo liked drinking so much."

Hinamori Momo, who was passing by, smiled and picked up the sake bottle to refill Kurosaki Ichigo's cup.

"This is...me..."

"Don't be shy. Captain Aizen brought back many fine wines from the human world. There will be plenty of wine to drink today, I guarantee you'll enjoy yourself to the fullest."

Now that things have been said this far, Ichigo Kurosaki naturally couldn't say he didn't like it anymore.

After downing the second glass of wine, I suddenly felt dizzy and my body seemed unusually light.

"Ichigo, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly coming closer?" Rukia Kuchiki looked surprised, but did not push him away.

"I... suddenly wanted to do it."

In that instant, Ichigo Kurosaki suddenly felt a chill behind him, but when he turned around, there was nothing there.

"Ichigo, are you drunk?"

"How could that be? It's only two glasses. When I used to drink, I could drink at least ten glasses."

Kurosaki Ichigo picked up the sake jug, filled it with sake, and continued drinking.

Although I felt a little dizzy and unsteady on my feet, it didn't seem like a bad feeling.

Upon discovering that the performers on stage had changed from several men to Aizen, Kurosaki Ichigo unconsciously stood up and staggered over.

"Aizen! I've arrived."

"Ichigo, you're drunk. Shall I take you home to rest?" Rukia Kuchiki hurriedly got up and tried to help him.

"Can I borrow your shoulder?"

Kurosaki Ichigo steadied himself with the help of Kuchiki Rukia's shoulder, stopping below the stage, and looked at Aizen with a shake of his head.

"Aizen!!"

The sudden roar made Aizen stop his sword dance, turn around and look into the eyes of Ichigo Kurosaki below the stage.

Ichigo's eyes were narrowed to slits, and he was almost entirely pressed against Rukia. Could he be drunk?

How many drinks did he have to get so drunk?

"Is there something you need, Ichigo?"

"Aizen! I hate you, I hate you so much... so much."

"Oh... what are you trying to say?"

There was really nothing to say to a drunkard, but such a scene was rare, and Aizen was curious to know what he was going to say.

"Aizen! I've always wanted to teach you a lesson and beat you into a pulp. But you're too strong, I'm no match for you. But today is different."

"Why is today different?"

"Today, I suddenly have an invincible confidence that I can easily defeat you."

"I see, does alcohol embolden cowards?" Aizen smiled slightly and waved his hand twice. "In that case, come on up, I'll spar with you."

"Fine, let's go! Who's afraid of who? I'm going to beat you into a pig's head to avenge the infringement of your portrait rights. And also to avenge the nightmares you gave me for forcing me to do that..."

As he spoke, Ichigo Kurosaki jumped onto the stage and slashed at the target with his sword.

Aizen wouldn't bother arguing with a drunkard; even if he knocked him out, it wouldn't make any difference.

While dodging, it created an illusion for him that existed only in his mind.

The power of "Mirror Flower, Water Moon" is that once you've seen it, it's permanently effective.

Therefore, even without activating the Sharingan or using his Zanpakuto, Aizen could still easily toy with him.

On stage, Ichigo Kurosaki kept swinging his sword in the air, engaging in a fierce battle with the thin air.

Aizen, on the other hand, stood by the stage, silently watching him.

At that moment, Aizen's gaze suddenly shifted to the Captain-Commander in the audience, and he unconsciously thought:

This seems like a good opportunity to make a fuss about it.

This is a good opportunity to complain to the captain about my long-standing dissatisfaction.

With that thought in mind, the puppet strings made of magic gradually extended and bound Kurosaki Ichigo tightly.

Of course, for those who cannot see magic, Ichigo Kurosaki's movements remain unchanged; he continues to struggle against thin air.

As the invisible puppet strings took over Ichigo Kurosaki's body, he suddenly stopped swinging his arms and burst into laughter.

"Haha... Aizen, I won!"

"So, the next enemy is next."

His Zanpakuto was pointed directly at Captain-Commander Yamamoto, and he said righteously:

"You come up here! Yes, I'm talking to you, old man Yamamoto, you old codger who only knows how to act like a senior citizen."

"They do nothing but persecute innocent people like me."

"I'm standing right here. If you're so capable, come up and kill me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being disrespectful to the elderly."

"So what if you're a few years older? What's so great about that? If I were your age, I'd beat you like a grandson."

Chapter 364 Truly Killing Three Birds with One Stone

Chapter 364, Section 365: Truly a triple win