Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Could it be...

Thinking of this, Kisuke Urahara felt a chill for no reason and shook his head repeatedly, expelling the inappropriate thoughts from his mind.

Under Bee-Shō Aya's command, the Death Squad of the Barrier Team began to carry out the demobilized members from the Maggot Nest and transport them to the inner court.

Mao prison.

Nishikawa watched as one Grim Reaper after another was brought in, and he felt completely numb.

If you ask anyone at random, they will all say it was an instruction from Naraku Sora.

Without a second thought, Nishikawa rushed to the research lab and reported everything he had seen to Lord Prison Commander, who was working on improving the Death Armor.

After listening to the account, Shutara Senjumaru slowly typed a question mark:

"What do you mean that kid brought back the maggot's nest?"

Chapter 53 The Wolf That Infiltrated the Husky Pack

First Squad Barracks.

"Bastard!"

Veins bulged on his scarred head, and Yamamoto, who was usually calm and collected, now glared angrily, his eyes burning with fury.

"I really want to crack open your head and see what's inside!"

"You've arbitrarily transferred all the members who left the Maggot Nest squad. Are you planning to create a new Gotei 13?!"

Naraku Sora muttered a rebuttal under his breath: "Not all of them were transferred away; a few are still inside."

"Yoruichi herself said that the Maggot Nest often riots, and the Second Division is currently short-handed and cannot spare anyone to suppress the riots."

"Furthermore, the Soul Society prison is short-staffed. Letting those who left the team return to their posts and contribute to the development of Soul Society is a win-win situation!"

Yamamoto laughed angrily.

The Second Division almost completely cleared out the maggot nest, which was a win-win situation. The Central Prison gained new manpower, which was a win-win situation.

But did this bastard even consider my feelings?

Since last night, secret orders from the Rittin team have been coming in non-stop. From the lower sages to the judges, those guys in the 46th Chamber are like madmen, constantly sending people to ask what exactly happened at the Maggot Nest.

He didn't sleep well all night because of it.

“One or two, I can still help you get away with it.”

Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "But you only gave me one or two left, which makes things difficult."

“The ‘prisoners’ of the maggot’s nest, strictly speaking, have not committed any substantial violations of the law, but they are still nominally ‘dangerous elements’.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Naraku looked at Yamamoto with a strange expression.

It was as if he were being looked at by someone whose intelligence was inferior to his own; such an insulting gaze immediately ignited Yamamoto's anger. Just as he was about to lash out, he heard Naraku speak:

"Teacher, is there any law in Soul Society that prohibits transferring former members of the Maggot Nest to the Shinigami Prison?"

Yamamoto frowned.

"As far as I know, the personnel transfer procedure for the Maggot Nest only requires the stamps of the Second Division and the Covert Force."

"Perfect, I have both."

Naraku Sora took out the stamped document that Yoruichi had prepared in advance and pushed it in front of the silent old man.

Yamamoto: "..."

Honestly, before this, he had never thought that anyone would abide by the so-called Soul Society rules.

Although that thing was formulated by the highest law enforcement agency, Room 46.

In a sense, the regulations are more like constraints on the residents of Rukongai and ordinary members of the gang.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone like Naraku Sora who exploited loopholes in the law.

However, if you look at it that way, this kid didn't actually violate any Soul Society regulations.

Yamamoto silently put away the document on the table. Since the procedures were legal and compliant, he only needed to hand the document over to Room 46.

As for the rest, let those bastards deal with the five noble families.

The thought of his disciple's other identity gave Yamamoto a feeling of having a heart attack.

He initially thought this kid would intervene in the internal power struggles of the Shihōin family as a retainer, but he never expected him to be the current head's fiancé.

Since its founding, the Soul Society has never experienced an event of such heinous nature.

Even now, the Golden Seal Conference is still arguing fiercely about this, with one faction believing that Yoruichi Shihouin's actions were absurd and that Naraku Sora, who slaughtered the elders of Shihouin, should be severely punished.

One faction believes that although this approach is biased, it is still within the rules, and everything will be fine as long as Yoruichi and Naraku get married as soon as possible.

The rest are all fence-sitters, siding with whichever side has the advantage.

In short, because of this kid's actions, the Golden Seal Noble Council is now in complete chaos.

"Let's leave this matter aside for now."

Yamamoto coughed lightly. "I will hand the document over to the 46th Division for review. If it is found to be forged, then you can expect to be locked up in the Shinigami Prison."

Naraku grinned, but there was no hint of threat in his words.

"Didn't you ask me a few days ago where there were any unusual events in Soul Society?"

Yamamoto changed the subject, "This is the intelligence the patrol team found out. Take a look."

Naraku Sora took the mission token and began to carefully examine it.

The text on it is quite extensive, mostly containing details, and overall it is nothing special; it was just an ordinary aristocratic gathering.

"Isn't that strange?"

Yamamoto picked up the teacup, and his hands generated heat on their own, causing the cooled tea to boil again.

"What if I told you that every so often, a large number of souls disappear in this area?"

……

……

"What kind of look is that?"

On the streets of Runlin'an District, a man and a woman walked side by side, both dressed in relatively gorgeous aristocratic attire, which contrasted sharply with the clothing of the surrounding residents.

Bee-tailed Aya: "..."

The girl ignored what the man said and even rolled her eyes at him.

If it weren't for Yoruichi's orders, she would never have chosen to wear traditional noble attire and carry out a mission with someone who was trying to take Yoruichi away.

Since joining the Criminal Investigation Department, she has abandoned those cumbersome aristocratic customs and devoted herself wholeheartedly to various training programs.

The effect is remarkable.

In just two and a half years, Fengshao Ling completed the leap from reserve soldier to direct legion member, successfully becoming one of Yoruichi's closest subordinates.

And this is precisely the goal she has been striving for.

Of course, this is also a tradition of the beekeeping family.

Naraku Sora, standing nearby, was also having a headache. In fact, according to his thinking, since the location of the anomaly had been determined, he might as well bring his men and let it choose the location directly.

However, given the insufficient evidence and the purpose of the aristocratic gathering, it would be best to infiltrate the gathering first, ascertain the details, and then devise a new plan to avoid alerting the enemy.

After seeking help from Yoruichi, she decisively dispatched her most capable assistant.

Despite the girl's somewhat resistant expression, she acted without hesitation, immediately agreeing and promising to complete the mission at all costs.

Ten minutes later, the two successfully infiltrated a rather large manor.

This is the Yokota family's private estate.

Nobles from other Rukongai districts and Seireitei greeted each other warmly, with elaborate formalities constantly unfolding.

As expected of an elite member of the Second Division, Aya Beesho skillfully handled numerous inquiries and led Naraku Sora deep into the manor.

The party is about to begin.

On the high platform, the head of the Yokota family gave a passionate speech, criticizing that spiritual talent should not fall into the hands of those lowly, inferior residents. As nobles, they should be the protagonists of Soul Society.

These remarks undoubtedly resonated greatly, and the audience erupted in applause.

The boy in the corner had a furrowed brow, a strong sense of unease surging within him, and his eyes constantly darted around.

It was as if something bad was about to happen.

Chapter 54 If you do not bow to me, your true destiny is lost.

On stage, the head of the Yokota family was still speaking eloquently, explaining how unjust the world is.

They were given inexhaustible wealth and honor, but they were deprived of the powerful spiritual talent that should have belonged to them.

In contrast, those lowly and inferior souls became students of the Spirit Arts Academy one after another, learned earth-shattering demonic arts, and obtained unique Zanpakuto.

Those things should have belonged to them.

Below the stage, a hint of disdain flashed in Fengshao Ling's eyes, but she did not express any opinion.

Although they were both nobles, she was not happy to be classified in the same class as such a person.

In order to become a direct subordinate of Yoruichi, she sacrificed almost all her leisure and rest time, and trained continuously as long as her body could hold on until she achieved her goal.

In contrast, these guys in the manor only shout slogans and complain, without taking any action whatsoever.

Do they really think they can become the strongest among the Grim Reapers just by relying on talent?

Naraku Sora, on the other hand, didn't pay any attention to that pointless speech.

The head of the Yokota family is really incompetent, not even as good as Aizen Hyakuichi, who can bewitch people with just a few words.

His attention kept wandering to secluded corners, trying to find the source of his unease.

Got nothing.

"So that we too may become beings who surpass Yamamoto Shigekuni, I pray to the gods!"