The Alchemist in Bleach

"Yes, things are about to get chaotic, but the current Kenpachi is too weak and doesn't deserve the name Kenpachi, so I hope he can come and take over as the new Kenpachi."

Will he come?

The captain glanced at Ichiro behind him, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said, "You'd better hope he comes."

"Why?" Ichiro asked, jumping onto the back of the meat-eating beast with the captain, while kicking the somewhat disappointed meat-eating beast. "You scoundrel, no, you scoundrel fish, no, you scoundrel knife! You're always trying to devour me!"

"Because he's not coming, you're going to challenge Kenpachi tomorrow and take back his position."

"???" Ichiro was full of question marks. "Me? Kenpachi? The captain of the 11th Division?"

"Ah."

"No! I want to stay in the Fourth Division forever! I just want to be the Third Seat!"

"You can just switch back quietly later, just like I did back then. If you really don't want to be him, then come with me to persuade him later."

"...I will definitely persuade him to fall for it, no, to become the captain of the Eleventh Division!"

The captain smiled and didn't say anything. He just told Nikushizuki to fly towards Rukongai. But gradually, Ichiro became a little confused. Why did this road look more and more familiar?

"Hmm? Captain, this direction is..."

"That's right, this is the direction you live in."

"Uh, why? Aren't we going to find him?"

“Yes, but we need to know where he is first. We don’t have that much information about Rukongai. Haven’t you lived here for decades? I think your connections should make it easier to find him.”

"......All right."

.......

A moment later, Nijinizuki, carrying the captain and Ichiro, landed outside Rukongai No. 2. After landing, the captain slightly raised the scabbard and said, "Come back, Nijinizuki~"

"Yeah~"

In an instant, the enormous fleshy slug flew into the scabbard like mist. The surrounding spirits, seeing this, subconsciously moved away, showing their instinctive awe of death.

However, this situation gradually changed as Ichiro and his group went further inside. Firstly, because they didn't recognize Captain Haori, and secondly, because many people still remembered Ichiro.

He has a pretty good relationship with his neighbors, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to organize the fireworks festival.

"Isn't this Ichiro? I haven't seen him for years, he didn't even come to the tournament."

"Uncle Feng is too busy, there's nothing I can do."

"That's good. Being busy is good; being busy means having a bright future."

Along the way, apart from the newcomers, everyone he met, young and old, greeted Ichiro. Some of them were already on good terms with him, while others came to say hello because they saw that he had become a Grim Reaper.

"He's quite popular; you wouldn't guess it."

"Uh, Captain, that's going too far. What do you mean you can't tell? I've always been very popular!"

"It must be tough for them to live with a mentally ill person; it must be exhausting~"

"What is God...?"

"If you weren't crazy, would you have gone to confront the King of Hueco Mundo?"

ko.......

Ichiro immediately deflated. Oh well, he should have faced reality long ago. He's lived three lifetimes, and he's never won an argument with his elders.

So Ichiro stopped talking and silently headed towards a small alley with a smile on his lips.

A while later, they stopped in front of a dirty house and said to the captain, "Captain, please don't move around here. I'm going to ask for some information!"

"Boom~"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the captain, with his right hand forming a sword-like gesture, struck Ichiro on the head: "I know what you mean by that. Go now!"

Ichiro chuckled and then slipped into the filthy house.

"No manners~" The captain shook her head with a smile and turned to look at her surroundings. She frowned slightly. She hadn't expected that there would be such a place in Rukongai No. 2, which was ranked so high. She thought that only Rukongai with lower numbers had such places.

It seems Ichiro was right. Rukongai really needs to be managed. It has remained unchanged for hundreds of years, which is a big problem. You know, even the Gotei 13 is constantly changing.

The fact that Rukongai, which supplies them with a large number of talents, hasn't changed much is rather strange...

On the other side, Ichiro kicked open the broken door and looked at the old woman silently organizing information inside, saying, "Hey old hag, can't you get a new door? It breaks every time you kick it."

"Huh? It's you, a rare guest~" Hearing the familiar voice, the old thief looked up, glanced at Ichiro with surprise, and then said irritably, "Why do you think I'd replace the door here? What are you, a Grim Reaper, doing here? With your abilities, you shouldn't be struggling to survive~"

"Look at what you're saying, can't I just come and see you, old man?"

The old woman glanced at Ichiro expressionlessly, then continued organizing the intelligence, recounting, "Twenty years ago, you came to my place an average of 72 times a year, 36 times to buy intelligence, 31 times to buy materials, and you destroyed 71 of my doors."

"Look, didn't I come to see you again?"

"You're here to look around? You're here to fix the door!"

"Ahem~ those are all things of the past, let's not dwell on them. I'm here today to ask you for information about someone."

"I knew you weren't up to anything. So, tell me, who are you looking for?"

"Zaraki~"

The old woman frowned and said, "Why are you looking for him? He's a dangerous man; you'll die!"

"Don't worry about me, my captain is with me."

"Captain?" The old woman narrowed her eyes in confusion at first, then looked at Ichiro in shock. "The captain you're talking about, is it the captain of the Gotei 13?"

Ichiro smiled and nodded, not telling her that Zaraki was stronger than most of the captains, which was fine.

"Looks like you're doing well, that's good. Since you have such an important figure following you, we don't need to worry about you. Here, this is his location information for the next three days, as well as the places he'll be going next."

"Thanks, how much does it cost?"

The old woman waved her hand: "Here you go, just don't kick my doors too many times."

Ichiro chuckled, offering no reply, but instead said, "Why don't you come live with me in Seireitei, you old hag? I'm doing alright now."

"Forget it, I'm used to being in the dark. Take the intelligence and get out of here! I have things to do!"

"Okay, goodbye then." Ichiro shrugged, bowed, and walked out.

After Ichiro left, the old woman pulled out a portrait from under the file and revealed a gentle smile, completely unlike her cold demeanor just now. In the portrait, Ichiro and two old people were sitting at a table eating, chatting and laughing, in an unusually warm scene.

One of them was the old woman who was thieves, and the other old man was her husband. Unfortunately, he had no spiritual power and had passed away. He died without ever having a meal with Ichiro, which was his lifelong regret, but also his greatest relief before he died...

For those of them in this line of work, some things are destined to exist only in their fantasies...

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Chapter 138 The Four Members of Zaraki

Stepping out of the house, Ichiro handed Zaraki's intelligence to the captain: "Captain, here, this is the general intelligence."

"Area 81? That's pretty far... Swallow him~ Meat Drop~"

Upon hearing this, Ichiro instinctively took two steps back. Although he knew it was a word of liberation, he was still a little intimidated...

Fortunately, Nikushizuki had had enough fun for now. After coming out, he only excitedly licked Ichiro without swallowing him, which made Ichiro breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the captain couldn't help but smile. He took Ichiro and boarded the back of the Minozuki, and began to fly towards Area 81. Zaraki was probably not in Area 81 now, but he was there three days ago. This guy is the type who goes around looking for people to fight, so as long as we get nearby, we can find clues about him.

And so, Ichiro, who hadn't had much rest since returning, stayed with the captain until evening, when they finally found Zaraki next to a pile of corpses.

Sensing the terrifying spiritual pressure emanating from Zaraki's body, Ichiro fell silent.

Despite knowing that Zaraki was strong, Ichiro was still shocked when he actually met him... His massive body naturally exuded a strong sense of oppression, with the aura of a wild beast, as if he could be torn apart at any moment!

No wonder, considering he was just a boy hundreds of years ago, he was able to defeat the captain...

The only pity is that since then he has sealed away his true power, only caring about enjoying the ultimate battle. Although his spiritual pressure is still abnormal, it has not changed much compared to hundreds of years ago.

If they fought again now, he would be no match for the captain.

Therefore, seeing his captain slowly getting excited, Ichiro couldn't help but pour cold water on him: "Captain, we're here on important business, and he's no match for you right now. Let's wait until he's back to his prime before discussing that matter."

Ichiro's words calmed the captain down, and he sheathed the hidden sword in his sleeve.

"Long time no see, Zaraki~" Looking at Zaraki, who was covered in blood and lying among the corpses, the captain seemed to see the image of that boy from hundreds of years ago.

The boy from back then has grown up.

"It's you?" Zaraki grinned excitedly. "Have you come to fight me?"

"I'm sorry, no, but it's almost the same. Do you want to fight to your heart's content?" The captain smiled and slowly walked up to Zaraki. Looking at Zaraki on the ground, he stretched out his right hand. "If you want, come with me to the Thirteenth Division. There you can fight to your heart's content. Countless battles await you, and the strength there is far greater than these."

Upon hearing this, the disappointment on Zaraki's face faded, replaced by excitement. He placed his large hand on the captain's right hand and stood up: "Alright, I'm looking forward to it. By the way, how should I address you now? You seem to have changed a lot."

"I have never changed. You can call me Unohana or Retsu. This is my current name."

“Or you can call her Sister Flower~” Ichiro suddenly peeked out from behind the captain and said.

He is...

“My disciple, Tenshin Ichiro,” the captain continued, seeing the dangerous smile on Zaraki’s face. “He specializes in the Ghost Path and did not inherit my swordsmanship.”

"Tch~ Sissy..." Zaraki curled his lip, instantly losing interest in Ichiro. He could accept a Kido-type Zanpakuto, but specializing in Kido... in his opinion, it was an insult to the name of Unohana!

However, the nickname "Sister Hua" is quite good; she has good taste!

"..." Ichiro's lips twitched. He was furious, but he had to hold it in; he couldn't win...

'Don't make me wait until you're hurt!!!'

"Yachiru! She's out!"

"OK!"

With a "whoosh," a mysterious pink creature suddenly appeared on Zaraki's shoulder, looking at the captain and Ichiro with a cute smile.

"Little Sword, who are they?"

"This is Sister Unohana, her name is, um, Sister Hana. That guy is a sissy!"

Ichiro's face darkened, and he said, "My name is Tenshin Ichiro." Suddenly, he remembered that it seemed to be mentioned in the original work that Yachiru liked to eat candy. He put on black gloves, and with a flash of lightning, a piece of konpeito appeared in his hand, which he handed to Yachiru, "Here, have some candy."

"Wow~ Thank you, Little Sugar!" Yachiru flashed and snatched the candy from his hand, then instantly returned to Zaraki's shoulder, leaving Ichiro standing there with a face full of black lines.

"Little...Little Candy?"