Shirou's clones number 30 million

Are you crazy? Ichigo.

Kurosaki Isshin looked at his son with a great headache, not knowing how to save him.

He only had a few drinks, how did he get so drunk? He dares to say all sorts of nonsense, isn't he afraid of being beaten to death by the captain?

Now we can only hope that the captain is magnanimous and won't hold a grudge against a child.

However, what you fear most is what happens.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto slowly rose to his feet, his face as cold as ice, and walked step by step toward the stage.

Ichigo Kurosaki, oblivious to the impending danger, continued spouting nonsense.

"You old codger, you're utterly incompetent. All you can do is bully a kid like me."

Captain-Commander Yamamoto unconsciously stopped in his tracks, hesitating whether to go over there.

If I step forward, I'll be confirming the charge of bullying a child. But if I don't step forward, I simply can't swallow this insult.

"You old bastard, you actually dragged my whole family back from the mortal world and are going to sentence us to death. I just want to ask you one question: On what grounds?"

"What did we do wrong? What's wrong with Death marrying a human? Love between men and women is a natural thing, so why is it unacceptable when it comes to you?"

"However, I can understand how you feel. How could an old bachelor who has never been in contact with a woman possibly understand marital relationships? I bet you're still a virgin, aren't you?"

Aizen stood to one side of the stage, watching with interest the Captain-Commander Yamamoto's ashen expression, thinking to himself:

Serves you right for withholding my funding and refusing to approve my application. I've finally gotten my fill of this and it feels so good.

"Ichigo Kurosaki!"

Captain-Commander Yamamoto suddenly drew his sword, glared angrily at Ichigo Kurosaki on the stage, and said in an extremely deep voice:

"As expected, my judgment was correct. The offspring of Death and humans are bastards and must be executed."

"What? You resort to violence when you can't win an argument? You spineless old codger." Kurosaki Ichigo made a face.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto slashed down with his sword, and flames shot straight at Ichigo Kurosaki.

Aizen appeared just in time to stand in front of Ichigo Kurosaki, blocking the extremely hot flames.

"Captain, it was just a child's drunken joke. Once he wakes up, I'll make him apologize to you. Why get so angry?"

"Get out of the way! Captain Aizen."

"I'm sorry, Captain, you're clearly angry right now. I can't just stand by and watch you do something wrong when you're out of your mind."

Behind Aizen, Ichigo Kurosaki fell to the ground, muttering to himself:

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink, Rukia, cheers!"

This scene caused Captain-Commander Yamamoto to frown deeply, finding himself in a dilemma.

"Captain, even I, who was also scolded, didn't say anything, so why bother with a child's nonsense?"

Captain-Commander Yamamoto was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at Isshin Kurosaki:

"Yixin, it's been over ten years. I wonder if your fighting skills have deteriorated. Come over there with me and let's chat."

"This is."

Kurosaki Isshin responded with great distress.

This is clearly the Captain-Commander taking revenge on me. Ichigo is just a child, and he was so drunk that he was unconscious. Naturally, the Captain-Commander could only take his anger out on him.

But the problem is, we really can't not go.

If they go, they'll at most get a beating; if they don't go, they might have to stay in Soul Society for the rest of their lives.

Even with Aizen's intervention, the Captain-Commander could easily delay making a final judgment for decades.

He and his wife don't care where they live, but not their son and daughter.

They are, after all, living people. If they stay in the Soul Society forever, their lives will be wasted.

"Ugh……"

Ichigo, you've got a good scolding to you, but I'm in real trouble now.

When Ichigo wakes up tomorrow morning, I'll make sure he knows what a loving father's love is.

Watching Kurosaki Isshin leave dejectedly with the Captain-Commander, Aizen thought to himself:

Perfect! He got to use the opportunity to complain to the captain without exposing himself, and someone else took the blame.

Moreover, it also served as a way to punish Ichigo for causing trouble at the party, truly killing three birds with one stone.

"Rukia, Ichigo is completely drunk, so I'm leaving him to you."

As he spoke, Aizen picked up Ichigo Kurosaki and tossed him to Rukia Kuchiki, who was sitting below the stage.

"Why……?"

Why did you throw it at me? Ichigo's mother is right over there.

Despite her doubts, Rukia Kuchiki still caught Ichigo Kurosaki.

Then, she sighed softly and looked at him with a hint of helplessness.

"Honestly, if you can't drink, then drink less. What will you do when you wake up?"

"Well then, the performance continues. Please enjoy the next program." Aizen smiled and jumped off the stage.

Even so, because what just happened was so rare, many people's eyes were still fixed on the drunken Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Haha... Today was definitely worth it. I never thought that old man Yamamoto would be verbally abused to his face and that he wouldn't even be able to retaliate."

"Captain Yixin is in big trouble now. I can already imagine his current situation."

"What you just said really hit home. What do you mean by 'eternal virgin'? There are far more men than women in Soul Society, aren't most of them single?"

Amid the heated discussions, more and more attention is being focused on Ichigo Kurosaki.

Meanwhile, Hinamori Momo's gaze lingered on Aizen, and she unconsciously thought to herself:

Although we haven't spent much time together, Ichigo doesn't seem like the type of person who would say those things.

Moreover, I always felt that those words sounded somewhat like Captain Aizen's tone.

Of course, she had no intention of telling anyone her guesses, even though she was thinking about them.

Moreover, if someone else has the same doubts, she will definitely find a way to dispel their idea.

After changing clothes backstage, Karin and Yuuko walked to the front courtyard and found that their older brother seemed to be the center of attention. They walked over nervously.

"Rukia-neechan? What happened to brother?"

"Ichigo just did something really amazing."

Rukia Kuchiki smiled and then said:

"I'm sorry, Xia Li, Youzi, even though I've been staying at your house for so long, this is the first time I've ever spoken to you like this."

"Don't worry about it, Rukia-neechan. We've all read the manga and know you'll become our sister-in-law in the future."

"No...no way!"

"But the male and female protagonists in those classic shonen manga always end up together, right?"

Rukia Kuchiki had nothing to say, but for the sake of her reputation, she had to argue her point.

"There are quite a few manga where the male and female protagonists don't end up together, right? Besides, I'm a Shinigami and Ichigo is human, so it's impossible for us to be together."

"Why? My father is also a grim reaper, but my mother is human."

"This one……"

Rukia Kuchiki was defeated and could only stammer, unable to speak.

In this situation, Renji Abarai suddenly walked over and said:

"Rukia, I hit it off with Kurosaki Ichigo today. How about I take care of him over there?"

For some reason, Rukia Kuchiki felt an extremely strong sense of oppression emanating from him.

At the same time, an ominous premonition arose in his heart, as if something bad would happen if he entrusted Ichigo to him.

"No need, I can do it myself. When we lived together before, I was always the one taking care of him."

Having finally mustered the courage, Renji Abarai fell silent, only able to look at Ichigo Kurosaki lying in Rukia's arms with a strange gaze.

Chapter 365 With your skills, you could cultivate for several more decades!

Chapter 365, Section 366: With your skills, you could cultivate for several more decades!

"My head hurts so much..."

In the early morning, Ichigo Kurosaki groggily opened his eyes and found himself lying on the wooden floor of Aizen's house.

How did I get back?

The last memory I could recall was drinking three cups of wine at the Fifth Division's New Year's Eve party, after which I started to feel dizzy.

After that, I can't remember anything at all.

"Even Death can get drunk. He's a spirit, shouldn't he be able to drink endlessly without getting drunk?"

"It's not just my head, my whole body aches terribly?"

Looking down, I saw several dirty footprints.

"Who did this? They attacked me while I was sleeping!"

At that moment, an extremely cold voice came from the side.

"I did it. What, you want to hit me?"

"Dad? Your voice sounds a little off."

Ichigo Kurosaki looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man in a Shinigami uniform leaning against the wall about two meters away, his face covered in bruises.

"You...how did you become like this? Who hit you? Did I get drunk and act crazy, and beat you up like this?"

As he considered that possibility, Ichigo Kurosaki's voice grew softer and softer.

"You think you can beat me up? You'll have to train for a few more decades."