Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

He slowly held his Zanpakuto horizontally in front of his chest.

"Yeah......"

Kira's voice turned completely cold, filled with disappointment.

"Since you insist on this, I have no choice but to treat you as an 'enemy' who is obstructing official business and deal with you accordingly."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes beneath his golden bangs showing no trace of hesitation.

"Look up—Wabisuke."

As he uttered his release command, which was as soft as a sigh, Kira Izuru's Zanpakuto underwent a strange change.

The blade remained straight, but the cutting edge bent inward twice at a right angle, forming an irregular, huge hook shape.

The two vice-captains, once close friends, now turned against each other with blades drawn.

However, just as those two completely different spiritual pressures were about to collide...

"Stop it, all of you!!!"

Two crisp metallic clangs rang out almost simultaneously.

Although the newcomer was small in stature, he managed to block the attacks of both vice-captains simultaneously with just a shallow strike.

"Captain Hitsugaya?!"

Kira Izuru's movements suddenly froze.

“Shiro…” Hinamori Momo was also stunned, her eyes, blurred by tears, filled with confusion.

Ignoring their astonishment, Hitsugaya Toshiro suddenly slammed his wrist down, forcefully deflecting their swords.

"You two... wake up!"

Hitsugaya's chest heaved violently. He first glanced at Hinamori, who was still crying, and then turned his gaze to Kira, who had his head down.

"Arrest both of them and lock them up!" He gave the order to the other deputy captains behind him without turning his head.

"Yes!"

"Xiaobai?! What do you mean by this?!"

Hinamori Momo finally realized what was happening, and looking at her colleagues who had surrounded her, her voice was filled with anger, "Are you going to stop me too?!"

"Hinamori!"

Hitsugaya whirled around, his voice filled with exasperated roar, "Is this the time to be hacking at your own comrades with knives?!"

He reached out and pointed to the "blood-red" wall high up.

"Shouldn't we take Captain Aizen down from up there first, and then find out the truth?!"

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Hinamori Momo's head.

She stared blankly at the wall, then at the "Flying Plum" in her hand. The madness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a sorrow and despair that could engulf her entirely.

She stopped struggling and let the vice-captains take her away.

Having dealt with this matter, Hitsugaya slowly turned his gaze to the man who had maintained a foxy smile throughout.

“Ichimaru Gin”.

Hitsugaya's voice was cold, "Were you just about to attack Hinamori?"

"Oh dear, Captain Hitsugaya, you're really wronging me."

Gin Ichimaru remained as frivolous as ever. "I just want to leave this place of trouble."

"is it?"

Hitsugaya's eyes turned dangerous as he stepped forward.

"I don't care what you're planning."

Hitsugaya's voice was cold, "But remember this: if you let Hinamori shed a single drop of blood..."

I will kill you!

Chapter 113 The Truth About Soul Society

The farce on the platform temporarily came to an end with the intervention of Toshiro Hitsugaya.

Sasuke withdrew his gaze from the departing figures, but his thoughts drifted to another, more crucial question.

Looking back now, Aizen's performance at the captains' meeting was probably intended to plant a seed in Toshiro Hitsugaya's mind that "Captain Aizen is at odds with Gin Ichimaru, and that Aizen is wary of Gin."

In this way, when Aizen "dies," Hinamori Momo's suspicions and anger will naturally be directed towards Ichimaru Gin by Hitsugaya's words.

A scheme to frame someone by manipulating emotions.

but why?

Aizen's goal from beginning to end has always been the so-called "key" inside Rukia's body. Why go through all that trouble?

Sasuke couldn't understand it.

Perhaps he simply enjoys the process of manipulating people's hearts?

But I have to admit, today's performance was truly spectacular.

He knew very well that since Aizen had "faked his death," he must be hiding somewhere, quietly enjoying all of this.

And myself...

Instead of passively waiting for his so-called "opportunity," it's better to take the initiative to find him.

He was also quite curious about how the man planned to fulfill his request to "rescue Rukia".

With that thought in mind, Sasuke no longer hesitated.

His figure disappeared from the spot and headed towards the Pure Tower Forest that Aizen had mentioned yesterday.

……

Qingjingtajulin.

The Seireitei is the most sacred and also the most forbidden area.

This is where the sages of the Central Forty-Six Chambers live and hold meetings. It is surrounded by towering walls and a powerful barrier, which isolates it from all outside prying eyes.

Sasuke's figure appeared at the end of the last corridor leading to the entrance of Tallinn.

He didn't step forward immediately; his crimson Sharingan slowly emerged as he carefully observed the seemingly peaceful cluster of buildings ahead.

The barrier is very strong; it was at least set up by a team of captain-level demonic arts masters working together.

Infiltrating silently is virtually impossible.

but......

Sasuke's gaze fell upon the tightly closed, massive door.

There were no signs of damage on the door.

But inside the door, there was only deathly silence.

There was not a single trace of spiritual pressure fluctuation belonging to a living person.

This is not normal.

Sasuke frowned deeply as he stepped out of the shadows of the corridor.

As he stepped onto the sunlit clearing, a strong, almost tangible, stench of blood assaulted his senses.

He pushed open the slightly ajar door, and his pupils contracted sharply.

What came into view was a scene of hell.

Inside the council chamber, forty-six already cold corpses lay scattered in pools of blood.

The expressions of shock and fear that remained on their faces before they died were still there.

The fatal wounds were almost always fatal, killing the victim instantly.

The entire highest power center of the Seireitei had long been slaughtered without anyone knowing.

Sasuke stood quietly at the doorway, watching the blood-red scene, his face expressionless.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, finally settling on the deepest part of the council hall.

A figure was sitting there peacefully.

With a gentle smile on his face and a book in his hand, he seemed to be enjoying a moment of tranquility in the afternoon.

It was the man who should have been "dead" long ago.

Aizen Sousuke.

"You've arrived, Sasuke-kun."

Aizen slowly closed the book in his hand, raised his head and said, "It's earlier than I expected."

Sasuke did not respond immediately.

He had initially thought that Aizen was using some kind of sophisticated illusion to manipulate the Central 46 Chambers to issue orders.

But the scene before him overturned his guess. Judging from the degree of decomposition of the corpses and the state of blood congealing, these people had been dead for a long time.

"Sasuke-kun."

Aizen's voice broke the silence, still as gentle as ever, "Are you curious why I 'faked my death'?"

Sasuke slowly raised his head, his crimson Sharingan calmly gazing at the man on the throne. He nodded slightly, saying nothing more.

"hehe......"

Aizen let out a soft, enigmatic laugh, slowly stood up, and strolled down the steps.

"The original plan really didn't need to go through all this trouble."

"My original plan was to use the power of 'Double Kill' to remove the 'key' from Rukia's body on the day of the execution."

Aizen stopped a short distance in front of Sasuke, his tone carrying just the right amount of helplessness.

“But since I have already agreed to your ‘request,’ I can’t let her die.”