Patrol and a Challenge

I never expected him to use his noble status to intimidate others.

"By the way, you should have dissected all those Quincy corpses you found in the Valley of Screams Space, right? Did you find anything?"

Tokoyo Misao withdrew the oppressive aura emanating from his eyes, regained his composure, and asked the question.

"Should I find anything in their bodies?" Mayuri Kurotsuchi replied coldly.

Tokoyo Misao tilted his head, a look of utter disbelief on his face.

"You're a scientist, shouldn't you be the first to notice anything unusual?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi slightly opened her mouth, gritted her teeth, and after a long while, coldly snorted, "There's nothing there, just ordinary chunks of meat."

After saying that, he turned and left.

He came here hoping to use pressure to get some other information out of Tokoyo Misao, but unfortunately his plan failed.

Shunsui Kyōraku gestured to Jūshirō Ukitake and the others:

"Let's go grab a drink. You guys just saved the world, it's alright to relax with a drink, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he turned to Tokoyo Misao and said in a low voice:

"The Quincy corpses underwent very detailed autopsies, and there was nothing there."

Tokoyo Misao nodded in understanding. That meant that the so-called Still Silver were not something that every Mixed-Blood Quincy could generate after being Auswählen.

The reason why Kanae Katagiri has it inside her body is most likely related to the power she possesses.

"Rangiku, Tōshirō, take Senna through the formalities and get her into the Tenth Division."

"Captain~"

"Hurry up and finish this, then arrange for Senna to come to the tavern. I'll treat you to two jugs of drinks."

"Alright!" Rangiku Matsumoto's eyes lit up immediately, and she pulled Senna towards the direction of the Tenth Division.

Soi Fon then gave a wink to the member of the Stealth Force beside her.

They left immediately, but two of the teams followed behind Senna, monitoring her the entire time.

Soi Fon lowered her hand from the Zanpakuto at her back with some regret, glared fiercely at Tokoyo Misao, and turned to leave.

Tokoyo Misao, who was walking towards Junrinan Tavern, was somewhat puzzled:

"Why is Captain Soi Fon targeting me like this?"

"Ah, you didn't know?" Jūshirō Ukitake, somewhat surprised.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so slow on the Misao in this area, Shoucao," Kaien said with a laugh.

"What's wrong?" Rukia, puzzled.

Upon hearing Rukia's question, both Jūshirō Ukitake and Kaien frowned.

Soi Fon acts hostilely because she values Misao.

However, Rukia is a member of their Thirteenth Division, so they have to support her.

The two exchanged a glance and decided not to tell anyone about it for the time being.

"Oh, you mean Captain Soi Fon showed affection for Boss Misao when they were at the secret base?"

Renji Abarai seemed to only then realize what was happening and shouted it out loud.

"Renji, what are you talking about? Captain Soi Fon has only met Misao a few times, how could she possibly have those kinds of feelings for him?"

Rukia turned around and shouted angrily.

"Rukia, when you and Boss Misao left the secret base, Captain Soi Fon was so anxious her face turned bright red."

Renji Abarai vividly recounted what happened back then.

"I see, so Captain Soi Fon actually harbored such thoughts," Retsu Unohana said with a smile. "How adorable."

"Isn't she cute?" Rukia kept glancing at Tokoyo Misao beside her, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she found that the other party had no reaction.

"You're overthinking it. That's just Captain Soi Fon's excuse to get away."

Tokoyo Misao shook his head, "With Little Orihime's Shield of Six Flowers fully protecting her, there's no way she can get out, let alone catch up with me and continue her surveillance mission."

That's why I thought of using this method to persuade Little Orihime to unlock her power.

"Surveillance mission?" Rukia up and repeated those four words.

But when she glanced at Jūshirō Ukitake beside her, she noticed a hint of apology on his face.

It seems that Captain Soi Fon's mission is somewhat different from theirs.

"Yes, we're here. Let's have a drink first and then talk," Shunsui Kyōraku said with a smile.

Everyone took their seats and began toasting each other.

After drinking two jugs of sake, Shunsui Kyōraku asked Tokoyo Misao in a slightly drunken tone:

"Captain Tokoyo, you've been operating in the World of the Living for so many years, is it possible that you can find any trace of Kisuke Urahara?"

The once lively dinner table suddenly fell silent.

Tokoyo Misao put down the wine cup from his lips, looked quietly at Shunsui Kyōraku, and said nothing.

"Actually, this Quincy matter has really worried the old man."

Shunsui Kyōraku sighed; this was the first time in hundreds of years he had seen Yamamoto- sensei show such anxiety.

For so many years, Yamamoto- sensei has been the backbone of Soul Society.

No matter what situation he encountered, he stood tall like a mountain.

Even during the defection of Captain Soul Reaper a century ago, Yamamoto- sensei showed no anxiety whatsoever.

But the Wandenreich...

Shunsui Kyōraku leaned out halfway and lowered his voice.

"We hope Kisuke Urahara also help us find the location of the Wandenreich. If he can find it, the matter of his defection and being wanted will be dropped."

"Of course, the Soul Society will also provide him with the assistance he needs to find the Quincy."

It was clear to everyone that Tokoyo Misao 'Mayuri Kurotsuchi inability to find the Quincy had finally put Old Man Yamamoto and the Central 46 Chambers in a panic.

Even fugitives don't mind using it.

That's true.

Quincy really attack, they won't care whether you're a noble or not; they'll kill everyone.

It's possible that Central 46 might become their primary target.

These insects would naturally feel fear instinctively.

Tokoyo Misao smiled and said, "I will try to find him in the World of the Living and communicate with him. If I find him, I will have him connect with the Captain Kyōraku, how about that?"

"Haha, that would be perfect." Shunsui Kyōraku raised his glass in a gesture of respect.

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

Inside the Tenth Division barracks, Senna had finished the formalities and was standing in the backyard, scanning her surroundings.

Rangiku Matsumoto turned and left, rushing towards Junrinan's tavern.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya remained by Senna's side.

Senna looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

From time to time, fragments of memories would pop into her mind, memories she had no idea whether they were hers or not.

She sighed and said softly, "Can I really continue being the Soul Reaper?"

"Of course, you are now a member of the Tenth Division," Tōshirō replied calmly.

Although he looked young, his words carried a mature air that made Senna feel somewhat at ease.

"Thank you!" Senna replied softly, still looking up at the sky.

After a moment, Tōshirō spoke:

"Boss Misao once said, the past is the past, there's no need to cling to it."

"From now on, creating new memories will suffice."

Upon hearing this, Senna's eyes lit up, and she turned around excitedly.

"That's right!"

"As long as I continue to create memories that belong to me, that's enough!"

"Thank you, Tōshirō."

"From now on, remember to call me Third Seat Hitsugaya."

"Thank you, Tōshirō!"

Chapter 150 Patrols and Duels

The space within the Dangai Valley of Screams Space.

Because Tokoyo Misao absorbed and decomposed hundreds of thousands of Blanks at once.

Furthermore, as Shinenju, Senna no longer has any new Blanks entering the Valley of Screams Space to replenish her strength within the Tenth Division of Soul Society; expansion has ceased.

Once the Kōtotsu appearance of Ju Tu forces this space into a crevice in the mountains, this crisis will officially be over.

The matter of what to do with Senna has been handed over to the captain of the Tenth Division, Tokoyo Misao.

Of course, three Stealth Force teams were still secretly monitoring Senna.

Tokoyo Misao stretched as he walked toward the backyard of the Tenth Division.

"The Boss Misao."

"Captain Tokoyo."

Tōshirō was walking down the corridor with Senna, who was carrying a large stack of documents.

"Senna, if there's anything you don't understand, just learn from Tōshirō. He's really good."

Tokoyo Misao smile. With Senna helping Tōshirō manage the affairs of the team, he felt much more relaxed.

"Yes, thank you, Captain." Senna bowed in gratitude.

"Boss Misao, are you going out?" Tōshirō asked casually.

"It's a date. I'm going to fight in the Muken with Captain Unohana today." Tokoyo Misao nodded with a smile.

After last night's party, Captain Unohana invited him to fight in the Muken today.

The appointment time is in the afternoon.

However, Tokoyo Misao had no desire to stay in the barracks and was planning to go out for a stroll.

"Captain Unohana, let's fight?" Tōshirō, somewhat puzzled.

If it were a fight against Kenpachi Zaraki, that would be plausible.

Why was it Captain Unohana was in charge of the medical team?

Tokoyo Misao smiled and replied, "Don't underestimate the captain. In the Gotei 13, to become a captain, you first need to meet the required strength, and then everything else comes second."

"Therefore, whether it's Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi of the Shinigami Research and Development Institute or Captain Unohana of the Medical Squad, their combat abilities are not weak."

"Don't underestimate others, Tōshirō."

Tōshirō's expression hardened, he straightened up, and replied loudly, "Yes, Boss Misao."

Tokoyo Misao waved his hand, left the Tenth Division barracks, and strolled around the streets.

It was still early before the agreed time, and it had been a long time since he had returned to Soul Society.

As soon as I arrived at Junrinan, I was struck by how much it had changed.

Due to the Heaven and Earth Trading Company, many everyday items made in the World of the Living have been introduced into the Soul Society.

Nowadays, our food, clothing, housing, and transportation are all moving closer to the World of the Living, Junrinan is currently a pilot site.