Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

"That's a very appropriate reason. I can't find any reason to refute it."

"But there is no doubt that your actions have touched upon the interests of the nobles, and the Golden Seal Nobles Conference may impose restrictions on this."

Hearing this, Su Feng nodded and admitted: "Captain General, you are very clear about the affairs of the nobles."

"But having said that, the Golden Seal Society has no right to restrict me."

Yamamoto Genryusai raised his eyebrows, and a puzzled expression appeared on his old face. But before he could ask, Sufeng continued:

"Doesn't the captain of the Gotei corps usually follow the orders of the 1st corps?"

In the Gotei 13, I am a member of the Tsunayashiro family, and in the Kinyinkai, I am the captain of the 9th Division, and my main role is that of a Schrodinger.

Although his strength is not enough at the moment, there are not many people in the entire Soul Society who can suppress him because of their status.

Even if Yamamoto Genryusai wanted to take action, he had to go through the process.

not to mention.

So far, everything Sufeng has done has been within the scope of his permission.

As for violating regulations?

As long as it does not violate the justice that Yamamoto Genryusai upholds in his heart, everything is acceptable.

Although the justice he upholds is just the laws of Soul Society.

however.

Isn't someone like Kenpachi Zaraki, who acts recklessly and disregards the overall situation, still active in Soul Society?

As long as the Central Forty-sixth Room did not issue a secret order against Sufeng.

Even Yamamoto Genryusai would not easily attack him.

At most, it was just a few questions.

However, Sufeng's remarks surprised Yamamoto Genryusai a little.

Can he avoid the accountability from the Kinyin Society and the First Division by changing his identity arbitrarily?

An unprecedented precedent in the spirit world.

long silence.

Yamamoto Genryusai raised his eyelids, and his originally calm gaze suddenly became sharp.

A strong sense of authority permeated the tea room, making the atmosphere instantly heavy.

"Relying on the benefits of identity to escape the constraints of laws and regulations."

He stared at Sufeng, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his pupils, and the temperature was rising.

"Based on my past character, I will definitely capture you and send you to the underground council hall for trial."

"However, considering that your original intention is to maintain the stability of Soul Society, I will not pursue it any further!"

When he got to the second half of the sentence, Yamamoto Genryusai's momentum suddenly disappeared, and the tea room instantly returned to calm.

Sufeng remained calm and showed no sign of panic at all.

As for what's going on in his heart, only he knows.

"Thank you, Captain-General."

Sufeng put down his teacup and smiled gently, "I will fulfill my duties as the captain of the 9th Division and strive to create a more harmonious and stable Soul Society."

"No need to do that." Yamamoto Genryusai lowered his eyes again, looking at the curling tea smoke, "If you can be like Rokuguruma Kensei, I will be very pleased."

Sufeng did not respond to this.

Are you kidding me? Are you going to use it as a unit of measurement for combat power like Rokuguruma Kensi?

Although we have plenty of time now, who can predict which will come first, tomorrow or an accident?

Without sufficient strength, Sufeng is not going to stop.

Becoming stronger in self-discipline is the only right way.

After drinking another cup of tea, Sufeng said goodbye to Yamamoto Genryusai and walked straight out of the tea room.

In the corridor, he stood by the railing, looking up at the blue sky, his eyes, which should have been calm, were now a little turbulent.

"It's really scary."

"As expected of the strongest god of death in Soul Society in a thousand years."

Su Feng sighed softly and said to himself in his heart, "Even if the spiritual pressure is not released, the momentum alone is enough to make people's hearts palpitate."

Just now, when Yamamoto Genryusai exploded with his might, although Sufeng appeared calm on the surface, he was still horrified deep down in his heart.

The gap in strength between the two sides made it seem like he was facing an endless abyss when facing the opponent.

The instinctive fear cannot be suppressed at all.

However, this did not discourage Sufeng.

in contrast.

It was precisely because of Yamamoto Genryusai's action that he became more determined in his previous thoughts.

The only way to control your own destiny in this dangerous world is to be extremely powerful.

"Nanao should have sorted out the files."

Su Feng retracted his gaze and walked slowly along the corridor, muttering to himself, "Let me see who will be the next unlucky guy..."

As he walked further away, Yamamoto Genryusai picked up the teapot again, and a stream of tea poured out from the spout, emitting a crystal light.

"I hope my decision this time is not wrong..."

…………

Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy.

Elite class, in the classroom of third-year students.

On the podium, a figure was talking to the students below about the importance of calligraphy, and when he got excited, he started writing with ink.

As the pen strokes, the artistic handwriting appears on the paper.

After the calligraphy class, the students were all excited and surrounded the calligraphy teacher, asking all kinds of questions.

They left reluctantly only before the next class started.

Even though calligraphy is not a compulsory course for students, and there is only one class a week, this calligraphy teacher is still voted the most popular teacher in the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy.

There was no other reason, it was just because that gentle and approachable smile, like the warm sunshine in spring, warmed the hearts of the students.

"Sa, Captain Aizen is as respected as ever."

A teasing voice came from the corner of the classroom. The combination of the black death suit and the shadow became the best way to cover it up.

"Silver, is there anything urgent?"

Aizen was still standing on the podium, with an approachable look behind his black-framed glasses.

"Of course, the experiment in the 73rd area of ​​Rukongai has been captured by the 8th Division."

Ichimaru Gin hid in the shadows, putting on a fake smile, like a poisonous snake that could bite people at any time.

"Captain Aizen, do you have any instructions regarding our next plan?"

Aizen's face still had the same gentle smile as before, and the afternoon sun shining on it added a bit of intimacy to it.

"It naturally went according to the original plan."

"I hope it will satisfy Captain Trace..."

Chapter 35: The Secret of Soul Society, the Ryudoji Family's Request for Help

The pressure from Yamamoto Genryusai made Sufeng realize the huge gap between the two of them.

Even though he had reached the threshold of second-class spiritual power, he was still unable to suppress his instinctive fear when facing the strongest god of death in Soul Society in a thousand years.

In this situation, let alone fighting against it.

Even drawing out the Zanpakutō would be extremely difficult.

After the trip to the teahouse, the desire for Su Feng to become stronger became more urgent.

Squad 9 Archives.

The densely packed files are piled up like a mountain and are placed on various bookshelves according to categories.

More than a dozen Death Soldier soldiers were sweating profusely as they shuttled between the bookshelves. The simple task of taking out and putting books in seemed a bit overwhelming for them.

"File No. 369, bookshelf location 7-8-12."

"File No. 258, bookshelf location 3-6-24."

……

Ise Nanao, dressed in a black Shinigami costume, pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on her high nose and stared at the busy soldiers with burning eyes.

After many days of sorting, she has initially mastered the arrangement of files in the archives room and designed a new placement plan according to her own reading habits.

Because during this period of observation, Ise Nanao discovered a very serious problem.

That is, their captain seems to have the same problem as Kyoraku Shunsui.

No, it should be said that it is even more excessive.

Kyoraku Shunsui only appears to be lazy and frivolous on the surface, but he is relatively knowledgeable about the work within the team.

At the very least, he is well aware of certain secret information.

However, as the captain of the 9th Division, Sufeng did not even remember the complete laws of Soul Society.

Solving cases and arresting people all depends on the files.

In Sufeng's words, the intelligence gathering work is the responsibility of the Eighth Division, and I am only responsible for arresting people.

If something goes wrong, just go find Captain Kyoraku.

He takes full responsibility for taking the blame.

Just as everyone was busy, Sufeng walked into the archive room leisurely, followed closely by deputy captain Matsumoto Rangiku.

In recent days, the relationship between the two has suddenly become much closer.

As long as you see Sufeng's figure, you will be able to find Matsumoto Rangiku's shadow within ten meters.

"Xiao Nanao, do you have any good suggestions about the goal of the next mission?"

After completing today's self-discipline training, Sufeng came to the archive room as soon as possible.

Although the growth brought about by self-discipline is relatively slow, it is still a very impressive number when accumulated over time.

And every time there is a special number, there will be a big increase.

Therefore, Sufeng still insists on daily self-discipline practice.

One hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, one hundred squats and a ten-kilometer long run.

So much so that the soldiers of the Tenth Division who were on patrol every day would see Sufeng's figure in the Soul Society.

But most of the time, it just flashes by and is blurry.

"Captain, please correct your address."

Ise Nanao had a blank expression on her face, as if she was stating an objective fact, "You are not older than me, so please change to a more appropriate address."

"Okay, Nanao-chan!"

Su Feng nodded seriously and chose to accept this suggestion, "No problem, Xiao Qixu."

Ise Nanao was furious and took several deep breaths to suppress her emotions.

"There's so much that needs to be dealt with right away, mission-wise."

She decided not to dwell on the name issue any further and instead focused on the pile of files.

"I never thought that there would be a squad that could accumulate so many unresolved incidents."

"The current Soul Society is like a stinking swamp, hiding countless unbearable and vicious problems."