Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

This is not the kind of power a seat of honor should have!

The burly man launched himself forward like a cannonball, disappearing into the night without hesitation, running all the way to the edge of the noble street before finally setting down the old man on his back.

"Lord Mu Er, you go first, I'll hold them off for you."

Shihouin Muji was taken aback, finally realizing the loyalty of the person in front of him. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, driven by a strong will to survive, he turned and ran in another direction.

When he saw Shihouin Muji's figure disappear from sight, the burly man did not hesitate and turned to rush in another direction.

Fighting a monster like that? Are you kidding me?

He only wanted a little bit of power and status; it wasn't worth risking his life.

The two hard collisions I just experienced still leave my arm in a slightly unbearable, sharp pain.

Despite his greatly increased defense in his initial state, he still nearly died; this was simply an enemy he couldn't handle.

How much does Shihōin Muji earn a month? Why is he risking his life like this?

The burly man seemed brainless, but in reality, he was as clear-headed as a mirror. However, when he passed through several corners and finally arrived at a secluded alley, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A boy about the same age as Naraku Sora stood there quietly, as if he were deliberately waiting for him.

This moment.

An uncontrollable chill shot up my spine straight to the top of my head, making my scalp tingle!

Chapter 43 Turns out they're the same kind

In a secluded corner of the noble street, in a quiet alleyway where few people go.

Shihouin Gouji's expression twitched, his white hair fell from his temples, and his aged face was stained with blood. He stared at Naraku Sora, who had suddenly appeared in front of him, looking utterly disheveled.

Although it no longer possessed the overwhelming ferocity it had before, in his eyes, this guy was no different from a demon.

Just moments ago, I was envisioning a bright future, and even the view outside the window seemed so beautiful.

In the blink of an eye, everything was destroyed.

Those high-ranking elders of the Four Maple Academy died tragically in the ruins, just like the residents of Rukongai.

It turns out that the appearance of nobles after death is no different from that of ordinary people.

As Naraku approached, Shihouin Gouji smelled death. Terrified, he gritted his teeth and forced out a sound:

"You have no idea what you're doing!"

"As a member of the Seireitei organization, assassinating a member of a noble family will definitely land you in the hands of the Grim Reapers of the Gotei 13. If you kill me, you will not be able to escape!"

Shihouin Gouji was already beginning to regret his previous decision.

Why would they send someone to assassinate such a guy in the first place?!

He was like a completely irrational madman, utterly disregarding rules and regulations.

I assassinated you during the day, and that night you stormed into my house with a knife and killed everyone without saying a word.

Regardless of whether there are any innocent people involved.

"You're a strange person," Naraku said, puzzled. "Everyone's trying to kill me, are you expecting me to just surrender and obediently hand over my life?"

Just then, someone approached from outside the alley, and a heavy spiritual pressure instantly covered the entire area, enveloping the two of them.

Shihouin Muji was overjoyed and immediately spoke up:

"I am here. Someone has committed treason and attacked members of the five noble families!"

The moment the words fell, a ripple appeared in the air, as if thunder roared, and a dazzling light suddenly burst forth at the edge of sight, rushing towards them.

A figure descended from the sky, suddenly creating a gale and a loud noise.

He had deep green eyes, shoulder-length black hair, and a handsome appearance. He wore a star-binding pendant, a symbol of his noble status, on one side of his head, and a red lace-like veil around his neck.

Upon seeing this person, Naraku Sora raised an eyebrow and subtly moved his Zanpakuto back slightly.

He had already recognized the man's identity.

He rose to fame in the Soul Society long ago and was one of the most dazzling Shinigami, having wiped out a large number of rebellious Shinigami on the battlefield.

The rotten wood echoed in the river.

I didn't expect him to be the first to arrive, but considering that this is a noble street and the Kuchiki family's mansion is also in this area, it makes sense.

"As the Grim Reaper of the Ritual, you have offended the nobles and deserve to be executed. Will you surrender yourself, or will I personally break your limbs and hand you over to the Forty-Sixth Chamber for judgment?"

Kuchiki Hibiki is a very rule-abiding person.

To be precise, ever since he married into the Kuchiki family, he has taken pride in the family's reputation and longed to make a name for himself and gain the approval of the head of the Kuchiki family.

"Well, there's no need for you to trouble yourself, Lord Hibiki."

A clear, crisp sound suddenly came from above in the secluded alley.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a petite figure with her hands on her hips, her black cloak fluttering behind her, looking down at them.

As Yoruichi leaped from the wall, the other Grim Reapers arrived late, instantly filling the quiet alley to capacity.

Although the commotion at the Shihōin mansion tonight was quite significant, it was due to someone's decisive and swift actions, coupled with the cover provided by accomplices, that the Shinigami squad patrolling nearby was diverted.

When they arrived at the mansion, all that remained was a desolate ruin.

Although the murderer has been apprehended, the situation inside the scene seems to have changed again.

Is this a melon from a noble family?

The patrolling Grim Reaper surrounded the alley entrance, his expression serious as he pricked up his ears, glancing at the group from time to time.

Kuchiki Hibiki frowned, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

The facts are already laid bare; what's the point of delaying?

An ordinary Grim Reaper from Riding, relying on his talent, ran rampant in the noble street. Shouldn't such behavior be suppressed on the spot?

Despite his inner impatience, adhering to his previous teachings, Kuchiki Hibiki said in a deep voice:

"Does Lord Yoruichi intend to protect such a criminal?"

Yoruichi grinned, completely ignoring Shihouin Begura's pleading gaze, and said directly:

"First of all, there are no sinners here as you claim."

"Secondly, what happened tonight was merely a family matter within our Shihōin family. Although it caused quite a stir, it was still within our control."

housework?

The ears of the Grim Reapers perked up even higher. Although night patrols were tiring, being able to hear the secrets of the noble family made it all worthwhile!

Xiu Mu Xiang He frowned even more deeply.

"What family matters are you talking about? I only see an ordinary Grim Reaper committing insubordination..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yoruichi waved her hand to interrupt him. The girl walked to the boy's side, put her arm around his shoulder, and acted intimately and naturally, as if they had rehearsed it countless times.

"Ku is no ordinary Grim Reaper. He is my future husband and also a member of the Shihouin family."

These words caused an uproar.

The Grim Reapers no longer cared about status or rank; they all stared wide-eyed at Naraku Sora, who was being embraced by the girl, their faces practically etched with envy.

They were practically shouting, "Why should I?"

We are all Shinigami guarding the Seireitei, and we are still patrolling the streets in a miserable state, but someone suddenly transforms and directly crosses the social hierarchy, standing at the very top of Soul Society.

Kuchiki Hibiki's expression froze, and he opened his mouth.

He wanted to speak but hesitated, yet he hesitated to speak but still wanted to.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Naraku Sora again suddenly held a hint of understanding.

So you're a son-in-law too!

After gaining the same identity, Kuchiki Kyoga's expression immediately softened and became much more approachable.

"I see."

"Since it is a family matter, we will not interfere further. However, we would appreciate it if Lord Yoruichi could explain the situation at the Golden Seal Nobles Conference."

Ye nodded slightly.

After giving Shihouin Gouji a helpless look, Kuchiki Kyouga left with his group of Shinigami.

Judging from the excited expressions of that group of people, it's easy to see that by tomorrow at the latest, news of tonight's events will have spread throughout Seireitei.

Shihouin Gouji watched in despair as his lifeline departed, his aged face filled with dejection.

He never imagined that the head of the prestigious Shihōin family would acknowledge a brat who wasn't even a nobleman.

Nearly a century of planning collapsed in an instant, leaving no hope whatsoever.

He opened his lifeless eyes and stared blankly at the man and woman in front of him:

"Is it possible... to reach a settlement?"

Chapter 44 So, make a choice.

"At this very moment?"

Naraku Sora looked down at Shihouin Gouji, who was lying on the ground, completely unlike his usual self, with a calm gaze, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Are you kidding me?"

Upon hearing this, Shihouin Muji became even more dazed, his face ashen, and he subconsciously looked at the only lifeline he could grasp at the moment.

However, Yoruichi remained expressionless, her eyes showing no sign of wavering.

Putting aside the fact that these elders did bad things behind her back after she took over the position, their support for other nobles and their private research into taboo matters involving the soul were things she could not tolerate.

not to mention.

Things have already developed to this point, is there even the slightest chance of turning things around?

"Naraku, he is your spoils of war, so you can deal with him as you see fit."

Yoruichi patted the boy's shoulder generously, then walked to the side, completely ignoring Shihouin Gouji's pleading gaze.