Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

"By the way, how come you thought of me here?"

Looking up at the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky, I felt a sense of relief in my heart. The breeze blew by my ears, and it seemed as if all my pores opened up, and a feeling of comfort arose spontaneously.

No wonder Kyoraku Shunsui likes to lie on the roof and drink, so this is what it feels like.

The old hand at slacking off is still very experienced.

"How much do you know about the war between the Shinigami and the Quincy?"

Sufeng's sudden question startled Kyoraku Shunsui for a moment, and then he said frankly: "Not much, most of it is learned from the old man Shan and other seniors."

"The old man defeated the Quincy King Yhwach and ended the war..."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Su Feng sighed, "After the war, the remaining Quincy fled to an unexpected place."

"where?"

"In the shadow of Seireitei."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kyoraku Shunsui suddenly stood up, staring in astonishment with his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the gentle breeze.

"So, you should know why I'm here, right?"

Kyoraku Shunsui came back to his senses from the shock and sat cross-legged on the roof in an ungraceful manner, his expression somewhat relaxed.

"You mean..."

"It's a children's game. The one whose shadow is stepped on loses."

Su Feng continued to talk to himself, "Among the currently known abilities, it is the only one related to shadows."

"Captain Kyōraku, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders!"

After returning to Soul Society and thinking about it, Sufeng thought of the Shikai ability of Kyoraku Shunsui's Katen Kyōkotsu regarding the spirit particle space constructed in the shadows.

Shadow Ghost, both the enemy and us can hide in each other's shadow and attack each other at close range.

In fact, his Bankai also has a certain connection with shadow, but it is not very obvious.

The rooftop fell into silence. Kyoraku Shunsui frowned, and countless thoughts surged in his mind.

He did not disbelieve Sufeng's words.

On the contrary, Sufeng, who grew up under his care, is one of the people he trusts the most.

Now that the information has been revealed, it must be true.

Kyoraku Shunsui didn't even think about asking the source of the information. His mind was now filled with how to use the Shadow Ghost's ability to invade the hiding place of the Quincies.

"Okay, the information has been delivered."

Su Feng finished the wine in his glass, stood up, and patted Kyoraku Shunsui on the shoulder, "Senior Kyoraku, I'm counting on you!"

"The survival of Soul Society depends on you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Kyoraku Shunsui suddenly felt the burden on his shoulders become much heavier, and his whole body became heavy and solemn.

However, just as he was about to ask for more relevant information, he discovered that Sufeng's figure had disappeared at some point.

The clean and neat escape made Kyoraku Shunsui seem to see the shadow of his past self in Sufeng. After a toothache, a bitter smile appeared on his lips:

"This guy really thinks highly of me..."

"Shadow, shadow ghost, in the heart of the withered pine tree..."

A low murmur sounded on the roof and drifted away in the wind.

…………

It's night, the moonlight is hazy.

In the fourth official's room, a figure leaned against the window, looking at the stars dotted in the haze, shining under the bright white moonlight. The night was cold and the people were also cold.

There was a trace of melancholy between Kurosaki Maki's brows, and a soft sigh expressed all the regret in her heart: "Sir... Sufeng..."

She was very distressed.

She had originally thought that after arriving in Soul Society, she would have Lord Sufeng all to herself.

But what is surprising is that there are two competitors in the 9th team alone, and there are so many in other teams that one hand is not enough to count them.

After a deeper understanding, I feel that Lord Sufeng is too popular in Soul Society.

In Rangiku's words, this is called a scumbag captain.

However, when she asked Rangiku why she liked such a captain, she got the expected answer: "I like him, so why bother asking so many questions?"

"Whether you are a scum or a villain, the captain will always be the most important person in my heart."

Yes, why do you need a reason to like someone?

Under the moonlight, she looked melancholy, her face was as beautiful as a flower, and her long orange hair was lightly curled and hung down, reflecting the starlight and shining a little.

"Has the thought of missing you come to life?"

The sudden voice interrupted Kurosaki Maki's thoughts.

She looked in the direction of the voice, and her black eyes suddenly showed deep joy:

"Lord Sufeng..."

Sufeng walked over, stood outside the window, and said with a smile: "If you want to go back and take a look, you can do so anytime."

"No." Kurosaki Maki shook her head and denied it, "It's just that there is something I can't figure out."

"whats the matter?"

"Is Maki bad compared to Rangiku and the others?"

Hearing this, Su Feng glanced sideways at the figure leaning against the window. The loose light-colored pajamas could not hide the mature and plump figure.

Her brows were slightly furrowed on her beautiful face, reflecting a hint of nervousness.

Kurosaki Maki was afraid of hearing a positive answer.

"No, Maki is excellent."

Su Feng put away his smile and said seriously, "Sincere, kind, and beautiful, just like the moonlight tonight."

Kurosaki Maki's face suddenly turned red, and tears welled up in her crystal eyes.

"Then, Lord Sufeng..."

After hesitating for a moment, she leaned forward and slowly closed her eyes, "I want..."

Before she could finish her words, Kurosaki Maki felt her body enveloped by a familiar warmth. She opened her eyes in surprise, with a hint of excitement in her pupils.

"Once you get on this pirate ship, there is no room for regret."

Su Feng held the soft thing in his arms, lowered his head and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Think carefully, this is a road of no return."

Without any hesitation, Kurosaki Maki stretched out her fair arms from her pajamas, hugged the man's neck, and leaned her head against his broad chest:

"The moonlight tonight is really beautiful..."

Thanks to the boss Derek in the forest for the reward, and thanks to everyone for their monthly ticket support!

Chapter 242 Broken Sky

As the only pure-blooded Quincy descended from the Kurosaki family for generations, Maki Kurosaki has mastered all kinds of high-end combat skills of the Quincy, but does not know how to enter the Invisible Empire.

Although Sufeng was disappointed about this, it was still within his expectations.

Gently stroking the long orange hair of the woman in his arms and sniffing the faint fragrance lingering in his nose, Su Feng whispered in her ear:

"Maki, can I teach you something?"

"Well, I'm already very tired..."

The woman hummed like a kitten, lowered her head and leaned on his strong chest, her body curled up, and her white arms wrapped around his neck.

"Don't get the wrong idea. I'm talking about the Quincy's combat form."

Kurosaki Maki raised her head blankly, blinked her eyes, and looked innocent.

By the time she reacted, two blushes suddenly appeared on her cheeks, her heartbeat accelerated, and her body temperature rose rapidly.

"Uh-huh, Maki is not pure anymore..."

"Why is it that when I'm with Lord Sufeng, my mind is always filled with bitter thoughts?"

Maki Kurosaki buried her head in front of her like a frightened quail, trying to escape reality.

"possible……"

Su Feng retracted his arms, bringing their heartbeats closer together, and said thoughtfully, "He who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black."

He still has some self-awareness.

Not much though.

In the next few days, Su Feng woke up from his own official bed almost every day, and then wandered around in Soul Society, leading a lazy life that made others envious.

Since Kurosaki Maki is a pure-blooded Quincy, there is no need to worry about her being sanctified.

As for the practice of completing the holy body, Sufeng directly gave the choice to her.

Although in Sufeng's opinion, the strength of the Complete Holy Body is not as good as the final form after using the Scattering Spirit Gloves.

However, since the Soul-Dispersing Gloves cannot be used multiple times continuously, we can only say that each has its pros and cons.

Considering that he was still shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the three realms, Su Feng did not slack off for too long and went to the Great Spiritual Book Corridor in his free time.

Just as Urahara Kisuke said, the biographies of successive captains of the 12th Division have been read a lot.

Although there is no evidence, judging from the lack of information about Aizen Sosuke, it is likely that our captain of the Fifth Division did it.

Ever since the Hollow Kingdom grew stronger in the Hueco Mundo, Aizen has become more and more reckless in his behavior.

Perhaps in his opinion, his plan had already been exposed to Sufeng, so it was no longer important to cover it up or not.

Perhaps because he has not yet obtained what he wants, he still maintains his superficial identity.

However, both Sufeng and Aizen were clear about one thing.

The final showdown is not far away.

…………

In the 8th Division’s barracks, the captain’s exclusive dojo.

Kyoraku Shunsui changed his usual attitude, sweeping away his usual laziness and cynicism, and replacing them with a serious expression.

"After your reminder that day, I carried out a new round of development on Huatian Kyōkotsu's Shikai."

"Although I cannot enter the shadow of Seireitei, I can vaguely sense the huge spirit space hidden within it."

"The invisible empire that covers the entire Seireitei!"

Although Kyoraku Haruhira seems to be nonchalant on weekdays, he is still very reliable at critical moments.

"Right now, I have a way to get into the shadows."

He gently pushed the blade on his waist, and a cold light appeared in the dojo, "But I need your cooperation."

Su Feng was surprised: "How do you cooperate?"

"Play a game." Kyoraku Shunsui grinned, a familiar and dangerous smile appeared on the uncle's face, "Children's game."

"The flowers are turbulent in the wind, the flower gods are crying, the wind in the sky is chaotic, and the demons are laughing."

Under Yu Sufeng's gaze, two standard blades, one long and one short, crossed and collided in Kyoraku Shunsui's hands. As a cold light flashed, a fierce and dangerous spiritual pressure surged in the dojo, and the bright light shone in all directions like moonlight:

"Hua Tian Kuang Gu."

The materialized spiritual pressure spread out like ripples, instantly covering the entire dojo, enveloping Sufeng as well.

Sufeng could clearly sense that in the area covered by Kyoraku Shunsui's spiritual pressure, the trajectory of the spiritual particles suddenly changed.

Disorganized and chaotic.

Even as strong as he is now, he is not immune to Kyoraku Shunsui's spiritual pressure and can only follow the rules of the game.

The light faded, and Kyoraku Shunsui held a long and a short scimitar in each hand, looking imposing and giving people a sense of danger.