Yoriichi Tsugikuni in Bleach

“Tomorrow at noon, come to the First Division to find me; I have something to give you.”

After leaving that sentence, Yamamoto Genryusai stood up to bid farewell.

Click.

When the room door closed, Tsugikuni Yoriichi went to see him off.

Inside the house, Yoruichi Shihouin revealed a passable smile.

One must know that Yamamoto Genryusai's disciple and a Captain of the Gotei 13 are not the same identity.

The former, if one were to delve deeper, is equivalent to a minor noble; ordinary nobles would not dare to provoke Yamamoto Genryusai.

As for the latter, any lower-ranking noble could disregard them.

This is the difference.

As status improves, relationships naturally become much closer, because the class barrier no longer exists.

Even if Yoruichi Shihouin came frequently, those elders in her family would no longer say anything.

She exhaled, her gaze sweeping over Rukia and Hisana beside her, then she turned to reveal a hint of an interested smile:

“Little Rukia, aren't you going to introduce your elder sister?”

“You two aren't twins, are you? Why do you look so alike?”

Regarding this question, it was also what Rukia wanted to ask.

Although the two of them were so many years apart in age, their appearances were identical…

She carefully looked at her elder sister, seemingly wanting to ask who their parents were.

She had no memories of her previous life because she was an infant when she was born…

Seemingly sensing the emotion in Rukia's eyes, Hisana slowly looked up, a hint of apology flashing in her eyes: “I'm sorry, Rukia.”

“Regarding our parents, I can't remember clearly either, I only vaguely recall that my mother was a very gentle person, but my father…”

A difficult scene flashed through her mind, and her voice abruptly stopped, clearly unwilling to say more.

A moment later, she changed the subject:

“At this point, there's no need to dwell on these things. You've already found family who care about you, why cling to matters from your previous life…”

“Besides my brother, I will also always be with you; after all, you are my younger sister…”

“Yoruichi-sama.”

She turned her gaze to Yoruichi Shihouin, bowing in thanks:

“Is it all right if I address you this way? Thank you so much for taking care of Rukia.”

“Hey.” Yoruichi waved her hand dismissively, “It's nothing. Just call me by my name; honorifics are too formal.”

“You're little Rukia's elder sister.”

“My brother Yoriichi and I hit it off immediately, so his younger sister is my younger sister. Taking care of my younger sister is only natural.”

As she spoke, she flashed a brilliant smile, completely unconcerned by the difference in their statuses.

Hisana's words were caught in her throat, her gaze fixed on the white teeth Yoruichi revealed, unsure how to comment on the matter.

Are all the people around her brother so amiable?

Clearly… they had only just met and it hadn't even been a few minutes.

The feeling she got was like that of long-time friends, so familiar.

Speechless.

At this moment.

Creak—

Yoriichi pushed open the door and walked in.

Yoruichi Shihouin saw this and asked: “Has the Captain-Commander left?”

“Congratulations, my brother Yoriichi.”

“I didn't expect the Captain-Commander to actively take you as his disciple. It seems he truly appreciates you.”

Entering the room, Yoriichi nodded gently in response to Yoruichi Shihouin's congratulations.

The warm light from behind shone in, creating a somewhat cosy atmosphere, and he said softly:

“It was just luck, but still, thank you for your reminder, Yoruichi-sama.”

Yoruichi waved her hand: “No need to be so polite with me.”

She stood up, her white haori lined with black combat attire looking quite dashing and heroic.

Swish.

Her robes fluttering, she looked directly at Tsugikuni Yoriichi, her tone casual:

“The Captain-Commander is a very composed person to begin with. Even if you hadn't responded in time, there wouldn't have been a different outcome.”

“Are you interested in coming to my Second Division again sometime soon?”

“My Second Division's current Vice-Captain is retiring, and we're planning a three-day banquet. If you're free, bring Hisana and Rukia along to mingle.”

“It's easier to get things done when you have more friends.”

“Also…”

Her gaze gradually shifted to Hisana; at some point, a noticeable blush appeared on Hisana's cheeks.

Staring at those two blushes, Yoruichi Shihouin frowned:

“Maybe I saw wrong, or maybe it's another reason, but I feel there's something wrong with Hisana's body.”

“She seems to have some reishi intolerance, which is what's called reishi poisoning.”

“This is not a small matter.”

“If it's true, it's best to have Captain Retsu Unohana examine her before the condition develops further.”

“If that doesn't work, my Shihouin Clan also has some offerings skilled in Healing Kido.”

“Don't think what I'm saying is alarmist. My Second Division members have more or less read some medical books, because we are an assassination mobile unit…”

“As the Captain of the Second Division, I understand the human body extremely well. Rukia is fine, but…”

Yoruichi Shihouin's words were not yet finished when Yoriichi's gaze suddenly became serious.

Reishi poisoning?

He had heard of it.

It was said to be a very common ailment in the Seireitei.

Patients often felt unwell due to a significant increase in the surrounding reishi concentration.

Ultimately, their bodies would be gradually eroded, leading to soul decay and death.

Hisana was poisoned?

His mood gradually sank, and the previous joy vanished.

However, Yoruichi Shihouin's subsequent words made Yoriichi suddenly snap back to reality:

“Of course, you don't need to worry too much. She just arrived in Seireitei, and the reishi concentration in the air is far less dense than in the centre.”

“Generally speaking, even if it develops, it won't be this fast.”

“But to be safe, it's best to take her out first. My Shihouin family also has properties in Rukongai. Settle her there, let her rest for a few days, and she should be fine.”

Yoruichi looked up and quickly offered a suggestion.

Yoriichi agreed without hesitation.

A moment later.

When the group arrived at the place Yoruichi Shihouin mentioned.

An old man named Taro, a retainer of the Shihouin family, examined Hisana's condition and delivered good news to everyone:

“The symptoms of reishi poisoning have not spread throughout her body. I have suppressed the affected areas in her limbs and fingertips.”

“Barring any surprises, she should fully recover after about a month of recuperation. However, I do not recommend that she re-enter Seireitei.”

“Judging by her attire, she shouldn't be a Shinigami, right, Yoruichi-sama? Is she your friend?” Taro asked.

Yoruichi replied: “More or less. She's my nominal younger sister. She can't enter Seireitei… Can she not even reside in remote areas?”

“No.”

Taro shook his head, “You should know what Seireitei is like. The reishi concentration there is more than five times higher than here.”

“Short periods are fine, but over time… never mind me, even Tenjiro Kirinji, who invented Healing Kido, wouldn't be able to save her.”

“Yoruichi-sama, for the sake of your younger sister's safety, it's best to have her stay with me for now.”

This place is located in one of the Districts of East Rukongai, not far from Seireitei… Thinking of this, Taro paused, then added:

“Of course, it would be a different story if there were a machine that could dilute the surrounding reishi.”

“However, such a machine can only exist in imagination. Basically, no one would specifically commission one.”

The last sentence was essentially a clear hint.

Hearing this, Yoruichi understood. The first person she thought of was Hikifune Kirio of the Twelfth Division.

However, since Hikifune Kirio was being promoted to Squad Zero tomorrow, there wasn't enough time, so she could only resort to a second option.

She recalled her friend and the Second Division's Third Seat—Kisuke Urahara.

Yoruichi remembered that he often made small, very practical inventions.

Those inventions looked simple but actually required extremely profound technology.

In other words, no one was better suited to complete this task than Kisuke Urahara.

Thinking of this, she nodded and said: “I understand, Grandpa Taro. Hisana will stay with you for a few days for now, that should be fine, right?”

“No problem. This place was originally a converted hospital. Never mind a few days, dozens or hundreds of days are fine, as long as you don't forget her…”

“…”

His thoughts on Genryu?

Yoriichi remained silent.

Truthfully, he didn’t know how to explain it.

Because he had never understood it.

The only information he knew was that it was a school founded by the Captain-Commander a thousand years ago.

To this day, its students were few and far between.

And as for why they were so few… that was not something a Shinigami who had only been on the job for half a year could understand.

Seeing Tsugikuni Yoriichi’s slightly bewildered expression, Yamamoto Genryusai stroked his beard, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appearing:

“You don’t know? That’s right, apart from the nobles, no one in the current Gotei 13 knows what kind of school my Genryu is.”

“In the beginning, Genryu was nothing more than a private academy for imparting knowledge.”

“However, now, after a thousand years of evolution, besides branching out into the Reiatsu Academy as a teaching institution, it has also separated the lifelong knowledge I originally mastered.”

“The Hakuda and Zanjutsu that I excel in are the essence of Genryu.”

“Tsugikuni Yoriichi, your Zanjutsu is very strong, but your Hakuda is quite ordinary. I can help you fix this flaw.”

“At the same time, I will also help you resolve this crisis, seeing as our temperaments are quite similar.”

“Are you willing to become my disciple?”

The moment his words fell, Yoruichi Shihouin showed an ‘as expected’ expression.

She knew Yamamoto Genryusai wouldn’t let this opportunity pass.

After all, offending the Tsunayashiro Clan was a problem that a mere Vice-Captain could not handle.

Only by connecting with the Captain-Commander could there be a glimmer of hope.

If it were an ordinary Shinigami, the Captain-Commander would never agree, because he believed that everything must be resolved by oneself.

However, now, what the Tsunayashiro Clan had done was truly excessive.

Whether it was the incident of assassinating the Sixth Division Vice-Captain, or the subsequent incident where Tsugikuni Yoriichi might be assassinated for saving Kuchiki Sōjun.

Without exception, both touched Yamamoto Genryusai’s bottom line.

Although there was no evidence to prove that these two incidents were done by the Tsunayashiro Clan, even a slight possibility could not be ignored.

He was, after all, the esteemed Captain-Commander.

If he couldn’t even protect the life of a subordinate, he wouldn’t be fit to sit in this position.

A thousand years ago, Yamamoto Genryusai’s nickname was — The Demon of the Sword.

Just hearing the name could evoke a chilling killing intent.

Thinking of this, Yoruichi Shihouin gradually collected her thoughts, observing the scene before her.

Tsugikuni Yoriichi slowly raised his head, surprised by Yamamoto’s sudden words.

Just as he was deep in thought.

“Cough cough.”

Yoruichi Shihouin’s two light coughs woke him up.

Yamamoto Genryusai’s gaze immediately turned to her, and she subconsciously avoided his sharp gaze, immediately feigning ignorance.

The atmosphere was a bit subtle, and Tsugikuni Yoriichi’s expression gradually became solemn.

The surrounding air seemed to solidify at this moment.

Finally.

Under Yamamoto Genryusai’s profound gaze.

He lowered his head slightly, speaking softly and respectfully:

“Student, greetings, Teacher.”

...

Soon after.

At the Tsunayashiro Clan.

“What?”

Tsunayashiro Yashin’s eyes suddenly widened when he heard the news of Tsugikuni Yoriichi becoming a disciple.

Then, when he heard that the teacher Tsugikuni Yoriichi had been Yamamoto Genryusai…

Crack!

The stone table in front of him shattered again, a fist slamming down heavily:

“That damn guy!”

Bang—!

“Why would that old immortal Yamamoto interfere!”

“Did he perhaps detect our intentions?”

“Uncle Feng!”

He looked at the butler not far away, gritting his teeth and asking, “If he becomes Yamamoto Genryusai’s disciple, do we still have a chance?”

In the living room, Tsunayashiro Feng stopped his tea brewing, raised his head slightly, looked at Yashin, and said in a steady tone:

“Young Master, no need to worry. Becoming a disciple doesn’t mean anything.”

“We still have a chance.”

“As for whether he detected our intentions… perhaps, but that doesn’t matter. He has no evidence, how can he punish a high-ranking noble?”

“As long as we act carefully and don’t leave any handles, that’s all.”

“If necessary, we can push Hinoshita Makoto out to take the blame.”

“Although a second-class Reiatsu isn’t much, he’s not someone we can’t discard.”

“In fact, it can even lower Yamamoto Genryusai’s vigilance.”

He slowly walked over with the teapot. He placed the teacup on the table, and with a gentle swipe of his palm, the original shattered marks vanished without a trace.

Standing beside Tsunayashiro Yashin, he paused, then continued:

“Currently, the main reason for our failed operation is Hinoshita Makoto’s weakness.”

“Admittedly, the failure was due to Tsugikuni Yoriichi’s appearance, but both of them have second-class Reiatsu.”

“And Hinoshita Makoto being beaten to that state… that explains everything.”

He sighed, somewhat emotionally:

“If he could be evenly matched with Tsugikuni Yoriichi, and the remaining Shinigami could also kill Kuchiki Sōjun…”

“Unfortunately… there are no ifs.”

“Having lost an arm, bleeding and fleeing back, his combat power has dropped by at least fifty per cent. As a pawn, his value is almost gone.”

“Young Master Yashin.”

“You can try to abandon him and shift Yamamoto Genryusai’s attention.”

Tsunayashiro Feng judged.

“Like this…” Hearing this, Tsunayashiro Yashin picked up the teacup, his eyes flickering, and took a sip of the tea worth a fortune. He already had a plan in mind.

However…

“Kuchiki Clan scouts have been watching recently.”

“Tell them to hold off for now.”

“Wait for my command.”

After arranging his subordinates, his emotions rippled noticeably when he spoke of the Kuchiki Clan:

“Why won’t that Kuchiki Sōjun just die obediently?”

“If he died, I would be at ease. Without a young heir, the Kuchiki Clan will certainly not be a match for my Tsunayashiro Clan in the future.”

“Damn Tsugikuni Yoriichi, damn Kuchiki Sōjun, each one of them is as annoying as a flea.”

“I truly hope I can become the family head soon, and then get rid of them!”

Upon hearing this.

Tsunayashiro Feng, who was halfway to taking away the tea set, gently shook his head.

A glimmer of helplessness flashed in his cloudy eyes.

As one of the five great noble families, internal competition within the clan was undoubtedly extremely cruel.

Given Tsunayashiro Yashin’s personality, it was destined that he could not become the family head.

However, he was the former family head’s most beloved son.

Sending himself to act as a guard was precisely out of the idea of preserving his life.

Even if he failed in the election, his life would not be affected.

Now, hearing him speak of his dream, Tsunayashiro Feng always felt a pang of regret.

If his temperament could be a little more stable, his methods a little more refined, and his cunning a little deeper, with his own help, he might not necessarily be unable to become the family head.

It’s just.

Years of indulgence had made him increasingly arrogant and overbearing; this was the pride ingrained in the bones of high-ranking nobles.

Although teachers constantly tried to correct their personalities, some would become more reserved, but others would become even worse.

Tsunayashiro Yashin belonged to the latter.

But who made him the Young Master? Even if he died, the Young Master could not die.

Otherwise… Tsunayashiro Feng could hardly imagine the consequences of a direct descendant of a high-ranking noble dying.

Indeed, that is the case.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, Tsugikuni Yoriichi probably wouldn't have believed it.

Vasto Lordes in Hueco Mundo were so easy to encounter.

But fortunately, this encounter was a close call.

Facing Yamamoto Genryusai, Tsugikuni Yoriichi's expression was as calm as water: "Perhaps I am born different from others.

"However, since I've already returned, there's no point in dwelling on past encounters."

"Gojoshibe Kenpachi is indeed trapped deep within the Forest of Menos; before he left, he told me he was sacrificing himself for Seireitei…"

"Speaking of which, Captain-Commander…" Tsugikuni Yoriichi paused slightly,

"Is the Forest of Menos really that dangerous?"

"Not much different," Yamamoto Genryusai nodded.

He stroked his beard, his voice slow:

"But, that place is a realm that Soul Society can never reach."

"With our power, we can clear over eighty per cent of the threats in Hueco Mundo."

"However, the Forest of Menos is an exception."

"Most of the Hollows in the Human World originate from the Forest of Menos; since Gojoshibe Kenpachi is deeply trapped within it, and he entered voluntarily, then he must have been prepared to die…"

"What a pity."

Yamamoto Genryusai sighed, unsure if it was due to Gojoshibe Kenpachi's sacrifice or the loss of a vital force for Seireitei.

Before entering Hueco Mundo.

No one had ever expected.

He would actually encounter an enemy that even Kenpachi Kuruyashiki couldn't resolve centuries ago.

"What else did Gojoshibe say?"

Yamamoto Genryusai slowly raised his eyes, "Tell this old man everything."

"Currently, the Eleventh Division's Captain position is vacant, Tsugikuni Yoriichi, do you have the desire to become a Captain?"

As his words fell, the air fell into a brief silence.

Beside him, Yoruichi Shihouin pouted, seemingly quite displeased with Yamamoto Genryusai's decision.

She was here first.

If Tsugikuni Yoriichi truly accepted Yamamoto Genryusai's words and became a Captain, then she, the Shihouin Clan, would have no more opportunities.

There had never been a precedent in Soul Society's history of a Captain marrying into a family.

This would be an insult to the Gotei 13, and Yamamoto would absolutely not agree.

Yoruichi watched Tsugikuni Yoriichi with a mix of anticipation and worry.

Yoriichi pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "My apologies, Captain-Commander.

"Currently, I have no desire to become a Captain, although Gojoshibe Kenpachi suggested before he left that I replace him and become the Captain of the Eleventh Division."

"But you know my nature."

"Fighting, for me, is more a means to fulfil a Shinigami's duty and protect my family; if I were to make it my life…"

"This would not align with my philosophy."

"Please forgive me, I cannot take on the role."

"Oh?" These words caused Yamamoto Genryusai to narrow his eyes slightly.

Protecting family… it had been a long time since he had heard such a reason.

Without exception, all previous Shinigami protected Seireitei.

This seemingly perfect excuse was in fact unoriginal and empty.

As if reporting a standard answer.

A thousand years ago, he might have found this excuse incredibly weak. Because in the face of Soul Society's safety, all minor considerations had to take a backseat.

However, now…

Perhaps it was due to a millennium of self-cultivation, his inner aggression gradually wore away…

Yamamoto Genryusai increasingly cared about the emotions he had once overlooked.

Coupled with the increasingly stable Three Realms…

Hmm…

He nodded gently, his gaze sweeping over Rukia and Hisana beside Yoruichi Shihouin, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Very good.

This was the type of Shinigami he valued; if one couldn't even protect those around them, even if they reached a high position, they would ultimately be incompetent.

"In that case…"

He drew out his words, his tone calm:

"As you wish, you will be reinstated to your original position, and when a Captain position becomes vacant someday, you can take it…"

"Is that acceptable?"

"I have no problem," Yoriichi replied.

Not far away, Yoruichi Shihouin's lips curved into a brilliant smile.

Her two fair canine teeth were revealed.

However, recalling what happened to Kuchiki Sōjun, her smile gradually faded, and her eyes dimmed.

Although she didn't want to see Tsugikuni Yoriichi completely become Yamamoto Genryusai's person, due to what happened today, Tsugikuni Yoriichi would undoubtedly be targeted by a certain noble faction.

To protect him.

A mere Vice-Captain position would not be enough.

Yamamoto Genryusai should be well aware of this.

However…

Just as Yoruichi Shihouin thought that the Captain-Commander might use Tsugikuni Yoriichi himself as bait to lure out that rebellious noble faction.

Yamamoto Genryusai suddenly spoke.

He had a serious expression.

His tone was solemn:

"We've discussed the position; Tsugikuni Yoriichi, let me talk to you about what happened today."

"You once said that fighting is to protect family, so let me ask you."

"Are you satisfied with the current situation?"

"What I mean is the misfortune you encountered today because you saved Kuchiki Sōjun."

"Regarding this matter, I believe Kuchiki Sōjun has already told you."

"The person who attacked him possesses immense power, so much so that even he didn't dare to act rashly."

"Do you regret it?"

"Never," Yoriichi responded calmly, without hesitation in his tone.

"What's done is done; why regret it?"

"Let them come if they wish; I believe Miss Yoruichi can protect Rukia, as long as my family is not threatened."

"Exactly," Yoruichi Shihouin quickly interjected, as if to follow up on that statement:

"As the head of the Shihouin Clan, as long as I exist, I will not let Sister Rukia suffer any harm."

"This place is the territory of my Shihouin Clan; even the other Four Great Noble Clans wouldn't dare to trespass, and now there's also Sister Hisana…"

"Naturally, we must take even greater care."

The effort and money spent on caring for two Rukongai residents were negligible for the Shihouin Clan.

Even if Tsugikuni Yoriichi became a Captain and couldn't join the Shihouin Clan, the friendship formed through care could last for hundreds or thousands of years.

This was also one of the reasons why the Shihouin Clan could prosper for so long.

Even if he died.

Who could guarantee?

That Rukia or Hisana wouldn't soar to great heights in the future?

That's how investment works.

After speaking, Yoruichi Shihouin raised her eyebrows at Tsugikuni Yoriichi, signalling that everything was fine.

As long as she was there, Rukia and Hisana would be safe.

Seeing this, Yoriichi silently nodded: "That's right, I trust Miss Yoruichi."

"Of course, I also trust that you, Captain-Commander, can handle this matter properly."

"…"

Facing their unintentional cooperation, Yamamoto Genryusai remained silent.

His slightly lowered gaze surveyed the few people present.

In silence, the atmosphere in the room gradually became heavy.

Like a dark cloud covering the roof, making everyone feel a little stifled in their chests.

A moment later.

"Very good."

"It's good that you don't regret it."

His slightly narrowed eyes gradually opened, and the oppressive atmosphere around them dissipated instantly.

The dark cloud above everyone's heads dispersed, and Yamamoto Genryusai nodded gently.

"Tsugikuni Yoriichi, I approve of you."

"What do you think of my Genryu?"

"I want to hear the truth."

Because Rukia and Hisana were so similar, everyone who knew Rukia mistook Hisana for her.

After Yoriichi explained briefly, Jidanbō immediately understood. After a short conversation, the Byakudo Gate opened.

Hisana followed behind, her gaze a little timid as she scanned her surroundings, and she whispered:

"That..."

"Did my sister, Rukia, ever live here?"

"Why does everyone along the way know her?"

"And they know you too..."

"And they seem very familiar?"

"If I remember correctly, only ten years have passed since she and I separated. That place was South Rukongai District 78..."

"And this is West Rukongai District 1. Did so much happen in just ten years?"

She felt like it hadn't been long at all.

Her abandonment of her back then was truly out of necessity.

Because if she had kept her...

Neither of them would have survived.

She had originally assumed her sister was dead.

But then...

Yoriichi responded calmly:

"Ten years... that's not short. I don't know how old Rukia was when you abandoned her, but when I found her, she was clearly an infant."

"I brought her all the way from South Rukongai, fighting our way to West Rukongai, and only then did the bandits and bullies along the way gradually disappear."

"Of course... I can't blame you for anything."

"Because if I were in your shoes, I would have done the same."

"You don't need to blame yourself."

"As long as you can fulfil your duties as a sister again in the future, that's enough."

As he spoke,

The two arrived at a corner of Seireitei.

This was the residence the Gotei 13 had arranged for Rukia, and around it was the training ground for the Second Division's Correctional Force.

Whenever a Hollow or a person approached, the watchtower not far away would detect them immediately.

It was very safe.

At this moment, Rukia was training in the courtyard.

Since her elder brother disappeared,

She had begun to work diligently,

attempting to become a qualified Shinigami within a few years, hoping to find a way to enter Hueco Mundo in the future to help her elder brother.

Of course, she knew this idea was a bit far-fetched.

But...

This was something she had to do. Her elder brother had faced such great danger for her.

How could she ignore it!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The sound of the wind howled through the courtyard.

Rukia swung her Zanpakuto in the air.

Suddenly,

Creak—

The door seemed to be gently pushed open, emitting a grating sound. She immediately put away her Zanpakuto and looked towards it.

Due to the environment, she thought it was Hinamori Momo or Yoruichi Shihouin entering. But...

When she saw another "herself" slowly walk in from outside the door...

Her panting expression suddenly froze.

"Huh!?"

...

...

After a long while,

Rukia finally accepted the fact that she had an older sister.

At the same time, she also forgave Hisana's actions back then.

It was all for survival.

There was no right or wrong.

At this moment, her gaze focused on Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

There was a faint confusion and some worry in her joyful eyes.

Under the quiet and peaceful eaves, Rukia sat kneeling, facing a cool breeze and a faint floral scent. She asked with a hint of melancholy:

"Brother... is your mission over?"

"I thought..."

"It's over, don't worry, Rukia." Yoriichi nodded, gently stroking her head with one hand, comforting her.

"You've worked hard during this time, making so many efforts for me."

"You really don't have to do this."

"How can I not?" Rukia did not resist Yoriichi's actions; instead, she enjoyed them immensely.

After all, a peaceful life with her elder brother was what she desired.

Now that her biological sister had appeared,

She had another family member.

She liked her current life even more: occasionally having her head stroked, sleeping, chatting—this was what life was about.

Of course, the hidden dangers never disappeared, which is why she worked even harder to ensure her own safety.

After thinking for a moment, Rukia truthfully said:

"Sister Yoruichi said that I have the talent to become a Shinigami."

"Perhaps you don't know yet."

"After you left, she quietly tested me, and my current spiritual power is 18th-grade."

"It looks very low, but in reality, spiritual pressure will increase with age."

"It only stops at one hundred years old. After that, you have to improve it through training."

"That is to say,"

"Before I'm a hundred years old, at my current speed,"

"I can probably increase it to around 10th-grade spiritual power."

"Later, through training, there's an 80% chance I can become a Vice-Captain."

"Once I become a Vice-Captain, I'll be able to share your worries."

"Is that so...?" Yoriichi was silent. He really wanted to righteously refuse Rukia's kindness, because the work of a Shinigami was too dangerous.

Even he himself was almost killed by a Vasto Lorde.

But then,

He realised that he wasn't the kind of parent who liked to meddle in everything.

Rukia had confidence and determination, which was a good thing, far better than some unmotivated Rukongai residents.

So, Yoriichi quietly exhaled, listening to Rukia's excitement and her plans for the future.

He said nothing more.

Soon after,

Yamamoto Genryusai arrived, followed by Yoruichi Shihouin. As soon as he entered, Yamamoto Genryusai was somewhat angry.

Because, according to his understanding, Tsugikuni Yoriichi had left Hueco Mundo several hours ago.

Although he met Kuchiki Sōjun and helped him solve the trouble,

As a Shinigami, the first thing he should do after solving a problem is report to the Gotei 13.

After all, the original culprit had not yet been found, and if an accident occurred midway, all the actions and deployments he had made would become futile.

The big picture and personal feelings should be distinguished.

However, then, when he saw the three people quietly leaning in the courtyard,

The peaceful atmosphere made it difficult for him to break it.

The anger in his heart vanished instantly.

Yoruichi Shihouin laughed loudly. She didn't have Yamamoto Genryusai's broad perspective; she simply treated the three as friends:

"Brother Yoriichi, welcome back!"

...

The welcoming laughter gradually faded. In a corner of the room, Yoruichi Shihouin, Rukia, and Hisana sat quietly.

At first glance, they looked like three obedient children.

And in the centre of the room, Yamamoto Genryusai, with a solemn face and upright posture, was like the patriarch of the group.

He frowned, looking at Tsugikuni Yoriichi, and asked seriously:

"Tsugikuni Yoriichi, are your words true?"

"Gojoshibe Kenpachi's Zanpakuto shattered, causing him to go deep into the Forest of Menos?"

"They encountered a Vasto Lorde named Szayelaporro Granz before that, and this Vasto Lorde was then slain by you..."

"The reason you were able to leave Hueco Mundo so quickly was due to the guidance of a Vasto Lorde Menos Grande named Coyote Starrk?"

After a few questions, he took a deep breath:

"Honestly, if I didn't have such deep trust in you, any other Captain here would probably dismiss your words as nonsense."

"Within Hueco Mundo, the number of Vasto Lorde is already scarce, and you, in just half a year, have encountered three consecutively."

"This luck..."

"Is truly bizarre."

“Who is this girl?”

Sunlight filtered through the branches, and the sounds of breaking twigs and footsteps mixed in the forest.

Captain Eiyuu’s gaze inadvertently fell upon the girl beside Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

Seeing that familiar face, she couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.

“Where did you pick her up from?”

The Rukongai attire stood out remarkably among the many Shinigami.

Everyone’s eyes turned towards them.

Hisana tried hard to lower her head.

It was as if she were looking at ants.

She felt her identity was somewhat awkward, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

Her breathing gradually became difficult, and Hisana leaned tightly against Tsugikuni Yoriichi, as if this could eliminate the pressure coming from all around her.

—So terrifying!

They were all Shinigami.

Such a formation, she wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

After all, she had no talent whatsoever; Shinigami, to her, were as dazzling as stars in the sky.

When a speck of dust approaches a star, the outcome is often annihilation.

But fortunately, she met this older brother who came from who knows where…

At this moment, Retsu also noticed the two of them. But what first caught her eye was not Hisana.

Instead, it was the calm-faced Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

Just one glance.

Her combat instincts, honed over a millennium, told her that this person was a strong one, a strong swordsman!

He was an existence that could bring her joy!

The smile on her face remained, but with a subtle change.

Her eyes flickered, and Minazuki, already sheathed at her waist, made two soft clicks.

But then, as she adjusted her breathing, it quickly returned to calm.

—Not the time.

Although she liked fighting, that was hundreds of years ago. After being wounded by Kenpachi, she realised she was too weak.

In pursuit of the ultimate swordsmanship, she had neglected other aspects.

Therefore, she voluntarily stepped down from the position of Kenpachi.

She chose the Fourth Division because, besides swordsmanship, Healing Kido was what she was best at.

During her time as Captain, she could both cultivate her mind and await the emergence of the true Kenpachi.

She looked forward to what that young man would be like when he grew up.

She also looked forward to continuing that battle from back then.

After all, she had won unfairly at that time, which was a great disgrace for a swordsman.

Admittedly, Tsugikuni Yoriichi gave her a very powerful feeling, but he was not that young man from back then after all…

Let's wait and see…

She slowly exhaled.

Not far away, Kiyonosuke Yamada, who was wholeheartedly thinking of his Captain, acutely noticed this scene.

He followed Retsu’s gaze.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Captain just now…

Was she observing that child?

… …

… …

Each of them had their own thoughts.

Yoriichi held Hisana's hand, shielding her behind him, so she wouldn't be affected by the scattered spiritual pressure.

After doing all that, he looked at Captain Eiyuu and slowly replied:

“Her name is Hisana, and she should be my younger sister's biological older sister.”

This relationship was a bit complicated, and Captain Eiyuu was silent for a moment.

She extended a finger, her tone hesitant: “So…”

“You are her brother?”

“Her adopted brother,” Yoriichi explained, “In short, ten years ago, I found her abandoned younger sister.”

“Ten years later, she was still nearby, so I met her.”

“If it weren't for that, I wouldn’t even know Rukia had a biological older sister…”

“Hmm…” With that explanation, Captain Eiyuu understood. She nodded, “So you’re taking her back to Seireitei?”

“Aren’t you going to ask Captain-Commander Yamamoto’s opinion?”

“By the way, you haven’t told him about coming out of Hueco Mundo, have you?”

Yoriichi responded: “Given his status and position, he should already know by now.”

“I didn’t intend to hide it from him… By the way, is there anything else? If not, I’ll be leaving now; I still need to settle this child.”

He looked back at Kuchiki Sōjun.

The latter responded with a smile.

Seeing this, Yoriichi returned the gesture and bid farewell.

He turned around:

“Captain Eiyuu, we’ll meet again if fate allows.”

“And Vice-Captain Sarugaki…”

Before he could finish, someone interrupted: “Wait a moment.”

Retsu gracefully approached, her smile kind, her tone gentle, as she gazed at Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

“If I’m not mistaken, you must be the Shinigami who helped the Kuchiki Clan.”

“Could you tell me your name? Have we met before, or had any contact?”

Although this line was a bit cliché, coming from Retsu’s mouth, it sounded very natural.

She herself indeed had such a thought.

Seeing this, Yoriichi nodded: “Are you Captain Retsu?”

“You’re too kind. I am Tsugikuni Yoriichi. As for meeting, no, we haven’t.”

“However, there was one indirect contact. I once met the Rukongai who fought with you back then in Yachiru District.”

“His name is Kenpachi.”

As soon as these words were spoken.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards them.

Kenpachi?

What an arrogant name!

Historically, only the Captain of the Eleventh Division could be called Kenpachi.

A Rukongai dared to take such a name.

One truly didn’t know whether to call him audacious or wildly ambitious…

Retsu smiled, her expression normal, but deep within her heart, long-sealed emotions were quietly stirred.

Recalling the past.

A bright glint gradually appeared in her eyes.

—Very good!

That young man truly didn’t disappoint her!

Having received the answer she wanted.

She nodded slightly.

As she watched Tsugikuni Yoriichi leave with Hisana, she murmured to herself: “Kenpachi… Yachiru…”

“I should go there in person sometime soon…”

“I wonder how much his strength has progressed compared to when he was a youth…”

“Please… don’t disappoint me.”

“My recognised… Kenpachi!”

… …

Rukongai.

Outside One of the Districts.

Jidanbō, responsible for guarding the Byakudo Gate, was bored.

As one of the strongmen selected by Soul Society, his task was to prevent Rukongai from entering Seireitei behind him.

It had been two hundred years now.

No one had ever successfully entered.

Sometimes he felt this task was too simple, but occasionally he would hear news of other district gates being forcibly broken open by savage Rukongai.

Therefore, even if the task was simple, he approached it with a hundred per cent mental readiness.

Today, he saw a Shinigami slowly walking from the end of the street. He didn't originally want to bother, but when he saw the Rukongai beside the Shinigami…

Seeing that the two seemed to be entering Seireitei together…

He had to intervene.

And so.

The ten-meter-tall Jidanbō walked forward like a giant.

Just as he was about to speak.

The next second.

“Brother Yoriichi!”

“How is it you?!”

Jidanbō was so surprised his jaw almost dropped.

As a strongman living in this area, Jidanbō had a very good relationship with the people of one of the Districts.

Rukia often came to play with him, and over time, the two became familiar.

When Tsugikuni Yoriichi left earlier, Rukia had cried to Jidanbō, but to no avail. After all, he was just a small gatekeeper, not even a Shinigami.

Because of his low status, he couldn't offer any advice at that time.

He had thought Tsugikuni Yoriichi would take a long time to return.

He never expected…

Wait a minute.

His gaze was like lightning, and in an instant, he clearly saw the girl hiding behind Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

“Rukia!?”