Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

"You go to the real world and investigate the truth yourself."

Kyoraku Shunsui nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave the stewardship room.

In the corridor, he put his hands in his sleeves, his eyes were deep and inexplicable.

As the successor to the captain-general, Kyoraku Shunsui always looks cynical, lazy and idle.

But those who know him well are aware of how terrifying this captain of the Eighth Division is.

He has insight into people's hearts, is meticulous, and understands the ways of the world better than anyone else.

After just a few brief exchanges, he had already guessed what Yamamoto Genryusai was worried about.

Now that the threat of the Invisible Empire is imminent, Hell is in turmoil.

Amid internal and external troubles, the seemingly stable Soul Society is actually like a candle in the wind. A slightly bigger disturbance may lead to the collapse of the world.

"Shiba Isshin..."

Kyoraku Shunsui looked at the sky outside the corridor, countless thoughts surging in his heart. He murmured to himself, "Could it be related to you?"

"Tracing the wind..."

…………

In this world, Karakura Town.

Urahara store.

Warm the tea, pour it, and sip it.

The skillful movements were performed in one go, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.

Kisuke Urahara stared at the figure in front of him with complicated eyes, and felt that he could no longer see through him.

Ever since Tsunayashiro Sufu smashed his Zanpakutō into pieces with his fists, this feeling has become more and more intense.

"That look of yours is very offensive, Mr. Urahara."

Sufeng took a sip of Yuyi tea, savoring its sweetness and lingering fragrance, and gently stroked the black cat lying between his legs.

The skillful movements made the black cat purr comfortably.

"I just can't figure it out for a while."

Urahara Kisuke laughed dumbly, "Mr. Sufeng, what is the reason for doing this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Allowing the Arrancar to appear in the human world, luring Abarai Renji to the neighborhood where Shiba Hospital is located."

Urahara Kisuke refilled the teapot with new water and continued, "Then let him and Ichigo have a conflict, and then let Mr. Isshin show up to save the situation."

"To be honest, I watched it carefully from beginning to end, but I just don't understand why you did this."

Hearing this, Su Feng put down the teacup in his right hand, and gently stroked the soft flesh on the black cat's neck with his left hand, with a gentle smile on his face:

"it's actually really easy."

"Fishing enforcement..."

Chapter 256: At the Forefront of Fashion

First team team building.

Captain's meeting room.

A month has passed since Shiba Isshin's spiritual pressure appeared in the human world. Except for a few captains, the rest of the people are completely unaware of this.

Yamamoto Genryusai sat in the center of the conference room, his majestic aura overwhelmed the entire place, like a dormant volcano that could wake up at any time.

Below, several captains stood in order, looking at their noses, mouths and hearts, their expressions calm and indifferent, not moved at all.

Although this captain's meeting was held very urgently, it still did not affect the performance of this group of slacking off people.

When Sufeng arrived here, he was surprised to find that even the often absent Kenpachi Zaraki who was bad at finding his way and the sickly Ukitake Jushiro appeared at their positions on time.

Noticing Sufeng's arrival, Kenpachi Zaraki grinned, and a wild and beast-like smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Don't leave so quickly after the meeting. I haven't avenged you for cutting me down last time!"

Even without releasing any spiritual pressure, the powerful and overwhelming aura was still overwhelming, and a terrifying sense of oppression permeated the surroundings.

Sufeng did not respond to this.

After the beating decades ago and being sealed in the hell for decades, Kenpachi Zaraki's own seals seemed to have been released a lot.

The strength shown on the surface alone is enough to easily crush most captains.

Monsters really can't be viewed with common sense.

Unohana Retsu looked at Sufeng with a smile, her posture was dignified and elegant, surrounded by a gentle temperament, and she was the most Yamato Nadeshiko.

Because she had just challenged him two days ago, Unohana Retsu did not mention any requests for kendo exchanges or fighting.

"Mr. Sufeng." The gentle voice was like a warm spring breeze, moistening the heart.

Su Feng nodded and smiled in response, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

They are all Kenpachi, and it is difficult to judge their strength, but in terms of appearance, each generation is definitely getting worse.

Further ahead in the conference room, Soi Feng had a stern look on her face, like an iceberg that had existed for thousands of years. Her cold eyes were fixed on the figure that was slowly walking into the meeting room, without saying a word.

Seeing everyone taking their seats, Yamamoto Genryusai coughed lightly, indicating that the captain's meeting could begin.

The meeting room suddenly became quiet, and a person walked out from the side.

"Regarding the content of this meeting..."

Suzuki Chojiro spoke on behalf of Yamamoto Genryusai, and his heavy voice spread throughout the empty conference room:

"A month ago, the head of the Reiwa Measurement Research Department, Hizawa, discovered the Reiatsu of the former captain of the Tenth Division, Shiba Isshin, who had been missing for many years."

"The specific location is the present-world city of Karakura-cho, 12138 southeast of 2333."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's faces showed astonishment. They never expected that the content of this captain's meeting would be so explosive.

The person who was supposed to be dead actually reappeared in the world.

Back from Hell?

Or was it that he had never died from the beginning to the end, and the previous information was just an arbitrary result?

Hitsugaya Toshiro had the most shocked expression, his green eyes widened, his brows furrowed, and he looked like he couldn't believe what Chojiro Suzumiya had just said.

"Could there be something wrong with the monitoring circuit?"

Aizen also frowned and said, "Although I don't understand the technological level of the Technology Development Bureau, according to the feedback from my subordinates, even the latest model of the divine transmission machine may have problems."

"Hey, Captain Aizen can rest assured about this!"

Today, Kurotsuchi Mayuri changed his look again. He looked like a puffy starfish. His bloated and gorgeous clothes emitted a faint pink fluorescence. Black and white paints outlined symmetrical patterns on his face. He had a weird expression and his pupils were contemptuous. The main theme was madness.

"The Lingbo Measurement Research Department is one of the departments we value most."

He spread out his hands, his long nails painted with black nail polish, which was particularly eye-catching. "We conduct three high-precision tests every day, so even if there are any problems, they will be eliminated as soon as possible."

Su Feng stood at his position, glanced at the freak-like Kurotsuchi Mayuri, and the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

In terms of styling, you, Captain Nie, are really at the forefront of fashion.

Even though he often worked with Kurotsuchi Mayuri and was used to many ups and downs, he still felt a stinging in his eyes when he saw Kurotsuchi Mayuri's appearance.

It's a bit too gorgeous.

"Is that so?" Aizen thought, "Then it was really my negligence."

Hitsugaya Toushirou suddenly spoke, his emotions were a little excited, and his speech speed also increased a bit:

"Could it be that someone else is pretending to be Shiba-Team, Shiba Isshin?"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be the captain of the 10th Division, and Shiba Isshin could only be considered the former captain.

For a moment, all the captains' eyes fell on him.

The feeling of being stared at all was not good. Hitsugaya Toushirou suppressed his accelerated heartbeat and said calmly: "For example, the Hueco Mundo's Hueco Night Palace and the Hollow Kingdom..."

By the end, even Hitsugaya Toushirou felt that this statement was unreliable, so much so that his voice was weak and lacked momentum.

How could the Arrancars pretend to be a dead captain?

The spiritual pressure of a Hollow is fundamentally different from that of a Shinigami, so it is not easy to impersonate one, unless one is an Arrancar or a Great Hollow with special abilities.

However, from the time they obtained the intelligence about Hueco Mundo until now, both the Hueco Mundo and the Hollow Kingdom have been defending their own territories and have never made any offensive moves.

In addition to appearing frequently in the world.

"I have considered these possibilities before."

An old and majestic voice sounded in the conference room, and for a moment everyone's attention was once again focused on Yamamoto Genryusai who was sitting in the middle.

The old man was leaning on a swirling cane with both hands, and wisps of flame flashed in his slightly closed pupils, and the temperature in the meeting room suddenly rose a little.

"So before explaining this matter to everyone, I have appointed Captain Kyoraku to conduct an in-depth investigation in the front world."

Bang!

The dull thud of a cane hitting the ground was heard, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

Yamamoto Genryusai suddenly opened his eyes, like a lion awakening from a deep sleep, with a sense of overwhelming oppression surging and surrounding him:

"Yes, Captain Kyoraku reported a more serious discovery to me!"

"The sinner Shiba Isshin secretly passed on the power of the god of death to the humans of this world, and he started a family, got married and had children in this world!"

The blazing spiritual pressure suddenly rose up, like a blazing flame, burning everything around it.

Hitsugaya Toushirou even paused in his breathing, and was obviously affected.

As the owner of an ice-type Zanpakutō, he was defeated by Yamamoto Genryusaiten due to his lack of power.

Once within the range of Ryujin Jakka's spiritual pressure, Hitsugaya Toshiro cannot even release his Zanpakutō.

Yamamoto Genryusai did not care about his influence, and his expression was filled with unconcealed anger:

"This is a heinous act that completely violates the laws and regulations of Soul Society!"

In the conference room, a low, angry voice echoed, the temperature rose sharply, and the moisture in the air evaporated quickly.

The captains were silent, each with their heads down, not knowing what they were thinking.

The sudden intelligence caught them off guard, so much so that they were unable to express their opinions for a while.

Hitsugaya Toshiro was shocked to the extreme. He was stunned and felt his scalp tingling, his mouth dry, and his three views were strongly impacted.

The captain actually passed on the power of the god of death to real humans, and even got married and had children! ?

Doesn't he know that this is an absolute ban?

Even if he is the head of a branch family of one of the five great noble families, he cannot act so recklessly, right?

Others didn't fare much better.

Unohana Retsu's gaze was inexplicable, with ripples in his dark pupils. From time to time, he looked towards the position where the captain of the 9th squad was standing, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The same behavior was also shown by Soi-Fong with a stern face...

Ichimaru Gin narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled as usual, as if nothing had happened just now.

Aizen frowned, his expression full of worry.

As a friendly captain of the Death God, his behavior is within normal range.

After all, Shiba Isshin was once a colleague.

As the trigger of all this, Kyoraku Shunsui, with his hands in his sleeves, his eyes slightly closed and his gaze lowered, was completely unaware of himself.

"Cough, cough, cough." The violent coughing interrupted the stalemate.

Ukitake Jushiro looked at his teacher with concern and asked, "Could there be any misunderstanding?"

"No misunderstanding."

Kyoraku Shunsui explained, his eyes swept over Sufeng without leaving a trace, and finally looked at Ukitake Jushiro with a complicated expression:

"This is something Shiba Isshin himself admitted."