Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Hitsugaya's brows furrowed even more, as if he were deep in thought, but he quickly left in the end.

Sasuke paused slightly in his steps.

Indigo dyeing...

The man today is completely different from the "revolutionary" who revealed his grand worldview to him on the White Bridge last night.

At this moment, he was more like a strict, rule-abiding, and perfect "Fifth Division Captain".

Is it a disguise? Then what is the purpose?

Sasuke's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

As for Gin Ichimaru failing to capture Ichigo and the others, that was entirely within Sasuke's expectations.

After all, with Yoruichi Shihouin around, Gin Ichimaru is far from capable of capturing them.

Without further thought, his figure flickered and disappeared completely from the entrance of the council hall.

Just as he was about to speed up, Aizen's voice rang out from behind him.

"It seems that Sasuke-kun is not in a hurry to deal with those invading ryukja."

Sasuke's steps suddenly halted, his body tensing instantly.

Why are you following me?

"Oh dear, don't be so nervous."

Aizen approached slowly, his steps unhurried. "I'm just a little curious. Judging from Sasuke's expression, it seems he had already foreseen all of this?"

Sasuke's gaze grew colder; this man was far more perceptive than he had imagined.

“I’m just not interested in those so-called ‘travelers’,” Sasuke replied succinctly.

"is it?"

Aizen chuckled lightly, not continuing the topic, but instead turning his gaze towards the direction of the Palace of Penitence, his tone becoming meaningful.

"In a way, this invasion was a disaster for Seireitei, but for some people, it may also be a rare opportunity."

"A perfect opportunity to throw the entire Seireitei into chaos, thereby allowing us to do things that we wouldn't normally be able to do."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Sasuke's voice now carried a hint of hostility, "Are you planning to stop me?"

"Stop you?"

Aizen slowly shook his head and chuckled softly, "How could that be?"

"Sasuke-kun, it seems you have some misunderstanding about me."

"Your act of going to save Rukia Kuchiki is essentially a rebellion against the absurd and corrupt judgment of the Central 46."

“From this perspective, our goals are aligned, so why should I stop a comrade who shares a common ‘enemy’ with me?”

After saying that, he didn't linger. He nodded slightly to Sasuke and, like an elegant scholar, walked past him with leisurely steps.

"Good luck, Sasuke."

Chapter 108 My sword... what's its name?

Sasuke reappeared in the Eleventh Division's barracks.

The team members became extremely excited by the alarm and hurriedly prepared to search for the "intruder".

He went to a quieter room deep inside the barracks, pushed open the door, and saw Kenpachi Zaraki still lying on the ground, not yet awake.

Meanwhile, Yachiru nonchalantly used Kenpachi's chest as a pillow, curling up her small body on it and sleeping soundly.

Madarame leaned against the wall, his face visibly irritated.

Sasuke stopped a short distance away from them.

“You must have heard the alarm too,” he said calmly.

Upon hearing this voice, Madarame Ikkaku abruptly raised his head, staring at Sasuke with hostility, his gaze lingering for a moment, especially on the white haori Sasuke was wearing.

"Tch." Yijiao made a very reluctant smacking sound.

"The captains' meeting ended due to the unexpected intrusion of those 'traveling monsters'."

Sasuke ignored his emotions and continued to relay the orders, "Now, all captains have returned to their respective squads and are ready to take their positions for defense."

"understood."

Madarame Ikkaku's response was stiff.

He wasn't questioning Sasuke's strength, nor was he questioning the outcome of the battle.

I felt extremely annoyed just by looking at this kid wearing the captain's haori.

"Oh dear, Yijiao, don't make such an ugly face."

Ayasegawa Yumichika lowered his hand, covered his mouth with his sleeve, and chuckled softly, "An order is an order. Standing here waiting is not pretty at all."

He stood up, straightened his neat shinigami uniform, and was the first to turn around and walk out of the barracks.

"Gone, one corner."

"hateful!"

Madarame Ikkaku cursed under his breath, took one last look at the still unconscious captain, and finally followed Yumichika's footsteps.

Only Sasuke remained, along with the two figures, one large and one small, still asleep.

The sirens still echoed in the distance, making the momentary tranquility seem somewhat eerie.

Sasuke stood there quietly, looking at that tall figure, recalling the final moments of the battle, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Kenpachi Zaraki at that time...

They're so strong it's despair-inducing.

Just as he was pondering this, a slight commotion came from the ground.

"Well......"

A muffled groan of frustration escaped from Kenpachi Zaraki's throat.

His eyelids twitched slightly under the eye mask, as if he were about to wake up from a deep sleep.

The little creature lying on his chest, Yachiru, rubbed its sleepy eyes and groggily sat up because of the slight movement.

"Hmm? Little Sword, you're awake?"

Seeing this, Sasuke slowly raised his hand and took off the tattered white haori he was wearing.

Then, with a casual toss, the haori was put back on Kenpachi Zaraki.

"what......"

A sigh filled with displeasure came from beneath the haori. Kenpachi Zaraki sat up abruptly and ripped the haori off his face.

"It's so noisy..." he complained hoarsely, subconsciously scratching his jagged hair.

Immediately, his gaze was fixed on the black-haired boy in front of him.

The last thing I remember is that golden chain that completely bound me...

"cut."

Kenpachi Zaraki clicked his tongue reluctantly, slowly stood up from the ground, and casually picked up the Zanpakuto beside him.

"Your little trick is quite interesting."

He stretched his still stiff neck, making a "crackling" sound. "But I'm not done yet."

Kenpachi pointed his Zanpakuto at Sasuke, grinned, and revealed a fanatical smile.

"Come on, kid, let's continue!"

But faced with his seemingly obvious challenge, Sasuke simply shook his head calmly.

"I lost."

"Huh?" Kenpachi's smile turned into confusion.

"The moment you broke free from that spell, I had already lost."

Sasuke's voice was calm, "If that final blow had landed, I wouldn't have survived."

This is neither a lie nor a compliment.

If Kenpachi hadn't fainted for some unknown reason, it would have been me who died.

But upon hearing Sasuke's words, Kenpachi's brows furrowed tightly.

Break free?

The final blow?

He tried desperately to search through his chaotic memories, but found only a blank.

In his memory, he was completely bound by Sasuke's strange move, and then his consciousness fell into endless darkness, and then... he knew nothing more.

"I broke through that damn thing?"

Kenpachi's tone was full of confusion, "What happened? I have no recollection of it at all."

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Yachiru, who was perched on his shoulder.

"Hey, Yachiru, what happened after that? How did I get out?"

"Ok?"

Yachiru tilted her head, her eyes curving into adorable crescents, and her voice was clear and crisp.

"With a 'whoosh,' Xiao Jian's blade transformed into a super-sized axe!"

She stretched out her little hand and made an exaggerated shape in the air.

"Finally, with a 'bang,' it smashed that round golden egg to pieces!"

"My...knife?"