Ichigo leaves and takes up residence in Soul Society!

Once they were out of Ōmaeda's sight.

Ichigo, who had been silent all along, let out a long sigh.

"Thank goodness, I thought that guy would see through me."

"How could that be? He's very happy right now."

The Four Palaces Lord spoke calmly, showing no trace of the helplessness he had shown when he was rejected and manipulated by the price cuts while trying to sell medicine.

Ichigo almost laughed out of anger.

"That's right. We turned the wound medicine into a laxative, thinking we wouldn't be able to sell it. But after it was sold as a laxative, some people felt they got a great deal, discovered a new use for it, and couldn't wait to buy it."

“One hundred portions, using hot spring water and the medicine you concocted yourself, have almost no cost. In just three days, you’ll have two million, which is equivalent to a captain-level Grim Reaper’s monthly salary. And this is just the beginning. Once he gets a taste of success, he’ll definitely place orders non-stop, and surpassing the captain will be a piece of cake.”

"I never imagined that I would achieve the financial freedom you mentioned so early on..."

What happened today has truly shattered Ichigo's worldview.

I also have a sincere admiration for the intellect of the Four Palace Master.

"Um, Shinomiya..."

"explain."

Do you think I still have a chance to become as eloquent as you?

"..."

Shinomiya stopped and looked her up and down.

Do you believe you can be reincarnated into the ninja world?

"..."

Chapter Twenty-Three: Stealing Business from the Fourth Division

Fourth Division, General Medical Center.

"Okay! That's it!"

Hanataro Yamada wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking with delight at the clean corridor he had just cleared.

The sun high in the sky outside the window made the wooden floor gleam.

After a day's work, a glance at the scenery outside the window brings an indescribable sense of fulfillment.

"Yamada."

Hearing the shout suddenly, Hanataro paused and turned around to look. He saw a serious-looking man with blond hair and glasses walking towards him.

It is the third seat of the fourth division, Iemura Yachichi.

"You've worked hard, making someone with a seventh seat do this kind of work."

“This is what I should do. A good sanitary environment is conducive to the patient’s recovery. Moreover, the comprehensive treatment center is too large and the team has limited manpower. I happen to have time. I feel really bad watching everyone busy. I might as well help with some chores.”

Looking at the short, grinning Xi Guan, Yi Jiangcun felt genuinely gratified.

This is a talent from the Fourth Division.

Although he's a bit timid, he's still more agreeable than the eighth seat holder, Harunobu Ogidou, who always ruins his reputation.

Moreover, he can take on the task of treating those barbarians in the Eleventh Division.

"correct."

Yi Jiangcun suddenly remembered something.

"Yamada Seven Seats."

"Yes!"

The formal address made Hanataro instinctively straighten his body.

"Have the Eleventh Division been coming here less often lately?"

"Ah? Yes, that's right."

After all, among the 13 Gotei 13, the 11th Division is the most troublesome.

They're either fighting or on their way to fighting.

After finishing the battle on the front lines, we still need to practice back at the team barracks.

It's common for new wounds to appear before old ones have healed.

With so many people, serious injuries, and a hostile and uncooperative attitude, the workload was exceptionally high. Even with his superb medical skills, Hanataro would be overwhelmed if the task of treating all these people were left to him alone.

It's almost impossible to find a whole day to clean.

Therefore, when this situation occurs, it can only mean one thing—

The Eleventh Division's frequency of medical visits has decreased significantly.

While it may be a good thing in some ways, it's also really not right.

"Um... has something happened? Ie-mura, the third seat."

Hanataro noticed that the other person didn't look well, and out of kindness, he cautiously asked a question.

"Something has indeed happened."

Yi Jiangcun's brows furrowed deeply.

"The other divisions are fine, but the number of patients visiting the 11th Division has decreased, which must mean that some unknown accident has occurred."

"The accident... shouldn't be that serious, right?"

Hanataro scratched his cheek.

Unexpectedly, the next second Yijiang Village suddenly approached, like a mountain pressing down on it.

"Yamada Shichisuke, you have absolutely no idea how serious this is!"

"That's the Eleventh Division! Do you really believe that the people in the Eleventh Division will behave themselves and not get themselves all injured?"

"This... is indeed a bit hard to imagine."

Hanataro raised his hands in surrender, sweating profusely as he chuckled awkwardly.

"Therefore, there must be something fishy going on here. I must find a way to investigate and find out the truth. I will stake the honor of the Fourth Division on this. I will absolutely not allow anyone to say anything bad about the Fourth Division behind its back. That's why no one is saying such bad things about us anymore!"

Yi Jiangcun regained his composure, adjusted his sunglasses, and spoke in a low but firm tone.

Just then, a nurse ran up from the end of the corridor.

"—Yamada, the seventh seat! Ah, Iemura, the third seat, is also here. Sorry to interrupt your conversation, the 11th Division just sent over an injured person."

Hanataro and Iemura exchanged a glance upon hearing this.

"Let's go! It's a good opportunity to get to the bottom of this!"

"Hey!"

Before Hanatarou could agree to take on the task, the latter grabbed him and rushed off aggressively toward the medical room.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard people inside making a big fuss.

And it's all just infuriating comments.

"What?! I need to rest for three hours before I can move my arm? Can't you think of a way?! I have a duel with men tomorrow, are you trying to make me stand me up?!"

"Hey (tickling tongue)! Why can't I get it wet! It's just that the wound on my chest is a little big. It's a knife wound, and that size proves how brave I am to defeat my opponent. It's a symbol of honor! Now you're telling me that I fought so hard to defeat the enemy but can't even take a proper bath? Is this the treatment a warrior should receive? When will your Fourth Division's medical standards improve?!"

"Honestly, if we hadn't lost all our goods in the bet, who would want to join the Fourth Division? A bunch of cowards who only know how to hide in the back. It's not like we don't have people who know battlefield first aid. Look at them, they can even pick up a knife and start slashing people. And look at you guys, even when the enemy is at our doorstep, you'll still be ostriches."

"Forget it, just get some medicine to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound. I'm too lazy to waste my time with you guys."

Hanatarou outside the door trembled slightly, not from anger, but from being frightened by the oppressive atmosphere emanating from Ie-mura and his charcoal-black face.

boom!

Yi Jiangcun pushed open the door and looked coldly at the several burly men who were making things difficult for the nurses.

"you……"

"We were wrong!"

The menacing, burly men of the 11th Division suddenly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Yi Jiangcun swallowed his anger and stood there speechless.

Is this really someone from the Eleventh Division?

The thought had just crossed his mind when suddenly a slender hand was placed on his shoulder.

A gentle voice, like the scent of autumn orchids, rang in my ears.

"Yijiang Village Third Seat, you made too much noise when you opened the door just now. Remember to be quieter next time."

"?!"

Yi Jiangcun froze, his forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. Only when he looked at the burly men kneeling on the ground in front of him did he realize what was going on.

"Yes, Captain Unohana, I will remember that."

"very good."

Ie-chū respectfully stepped aside to make way for him. Behind him, a gentle woman who had appeared out of nowhere narrowed her beautiful eyes and turned her attention to the Eleventh Division.

"If anyone has any complaints about the Fourth Division, feel free to tell me directly. Why make things difficult for my team members?"

The thugs' faces turned deathly pale in an instant, as if all the blood in their bodies had been drained away in a flash, along with their backbone.

"No objections! Absolutely no objections. We were just... uh, acting!"

"Yes! Acting!"

"To mislead the enemy, feign internal strife to lower their guard!"

"Oh dear, is that so?"

Unohana Retsu smiled brightly.

"Since you have no objections, then I will raise them."

"You said it, you said it."

The thugs revealed smiles that were more like cries.

"As far as I know, the Eleventh Division's attendance hasn't decreased, but the number of patients seeking medical attention is declining. If I'm not mistaken, you have other treatment methods, right?"

Ueno Hana Retsu made a startling statement.

Ie-mura couldn't help but look over, thinking to himself, "So Captain Unohana had already noticed?"

"This one……"

The thugs looked at each other, inwardly groaning.

I regret that I shouldn't have come.

This is bad.

Seeing the thugs hesitate and exchange glances to decide what to do, Unohana Retsu's smile remained unchanged, but her tone was full of meaning.

"Let me remind you of something. I am also a captain, and I am quite different from the team members you mentioned who can only stay in the back. I am someone who can pick up a sword and fight."

"?!"

……

The next day, in the medical analysis room.

"As expected of Captain Unohana, she found out the truth so quickly."

"We also have to thank the members of the Eleventh Division for their unconditional cooperation."

Hearing Unohana Retsu's self-deprecating manner, Ie-mura and Vice Captain Isane's lips twitched slightly. You've already spoken, how dare they not cooperate?

This kind of prestige, which can make the entire Eleventh Division bow down, is possessed by only two or three people in Soul Society. If anyone else were to do this, it would be incredibly difficult.

"Speaking of which, is it because of this medicine that the Eleventh Division doesn't come to the Fourth Division for treatment?"

Yongyin looked curiously at the small bottle on the experimental table.

The bottle itself is nothing special; it's an inexpensive item that's easy to buy.