Birth

Tokoyo Misao immediately looked towards the training ground, and after a moment sighed, "Alright, this year's performance bonus will be increased by 10%."

"Oh, only 10%?"

"Not a single word more will do."

"Okay, okay."

Rangiku loosened her grip, but her eyes remained fixed on Tokoyo Misao's face, and she sighed softly in her heart.

Just as training was about to end and it was almost noon, a loud shout came from the doorway.

"Master! Master!"

Orihime Inoue rushed in, waving her hand, and stopped in front of Tokoyo Misao, panting heavily.

"What's all the fuss about? Didn't you say you were going on a summer vacation abroad with Ichigo Kurosaki? How come you have time to come see me?"

Orihime immediately looked up and quickly said, "I was originally planning to go south with Ichigo, but when we arrived at the airport, a wanted criminal was holding hostages, and the situation was very dangerous."

Orihime gestured animatedly as she spoke, making a fist with her right hand and extending one finger. "So I used Bakudō to tie him up, but that guy actually strapped bombs to his body! Luckily, Ichigo reacted in time, preventing the explosion from affecting anyone else. Because of this, all flights were canceled."

At this point, her lips pursed. This solo trip with Ichigo had been planned for a long time, and she never expected to encounter something like this.

"This is nothing serious, is it? Why did you come all the way here to report to me?" Tokoyo Misao was a little puzzled.

Orihime is currently at the restless age of youth, so she won't be running around looking for him in Soul Society all the time.

"Yes, it's not because of that, but because after that criminal died, he actually degenerated into a Hollow at an extremely fast speed." Orihime's expression was somewhat flustered.

"I've never seen the Chain of Fate shorten this much. Ichigo and I didn't even have time to react before he turned into a Hollow."

She gestured with her thumb touching the tip of her little finger.

"Then why not just cut him off?" Rangiku chimed in after overhearing this.

Orihime's expression became even more panicked at this moment, and she shook her head. "I was originally going to go up and finish him off, but suddenly, a huge skull door appeared." She gestured with her hands to indicate its size.

"The Skull Gate, the Gates of Hell?" Tokoyo Misao frowned.

"Yes, that's right. After that door opened, a huge sword emerged and plunged directly into that Hollow." Orihime patted her chest. "The aura emanating from that door was terrifying! No, it was disgusting!"

Tokoyo Misao nodded. Looking at the entire World of the Living and the Soul Society, the Gates of Hell have appeared very few times. It seems we need to have the Shinigami Research and Development Institute observe it.

If it's just a one-off occurrence, that's fine, but if it happens too frequently, then there's definitely a problem.

"Master, Master, if it were just that, I wouldn't have come over." Orihime moved closer, lowered her voice, and spoke slowly.

"A familiar voice came from the Gates of Hell. I can't remember exactly who it was, but it was definitely someone I knew."

"Someone you know?" Rangiku shook her head immediately. "Impossible! Although the Division Funeral Ceremony sent the captains to Hell, they're already dead. How could they still be talking?"

"What was the content of the voice?" Tokoyo Misao patted Rangiku Matsumoto's head to quiet her down, and asked with a serious expression.

"The Child of Hell is born, Gates of Hell."

After Orihime finished speaking, she stood up straight and looked up at the sky.

"That must be it, because the voice was too intermittent. Ichigo and I verified it with each other for a long time before we arrived at this conclusion."

"Master, if the Gates of Hell, I'm afraid the World of the Living will be in danger, won't it?" A look of worry appeared on Orihime's small face.

When that enormous Gates of Hell opened, the energy within surged out.

That tiny oversight caused many people around the airport to faint.

Although the contact time was short, there were no serious health problems.

But if all the energy inside escapes, the situation might be completely different.

"Alright, I understand." Tokoyo Misao stood up, patted Orihime's head, and said, "You go back to the World of the Living and continue your journey with Ichigo. Leave the matter of Hell to us."

"Master, but neither Ichigo nor I are in the mood for a trip right now." Orihime's face was somewhat gloomy.

"If that's true, then when the Gates of Hell open, we all have to stay home."

"Alright, but you can have fun at home too. You can go back now." Tokoyo Misao turned his head.

"Rangiku, notify Captain-Commander Kyōraku and have him call a meeting."

"Yes!"

Chapter 213 Birth

The number of people attending this team leader meeting was small, it was just a small group.

The event was presided over by the Captain-Commander Kyōraku, with Vice Captain Nanao Ise responsible for recording.

Those present at the meeting included Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Kisuke Urahara.

"When the Gates of Hell opened in this World of the Living, the Shinigami Research and Development Institute did indeed obtain the data." As Mayuri Kurotsuchi said this, her eyes turned to Tokoyo Misao across from her.

It is precisely because of the study of his blood that the Shinigami Research and Development Institute now has the means to monitor the Gates of Hell.

In the past, information about whether the Gates of Hell had been opened could only be obtained through eyewitnesses.

"The data shows no difference. The Gates of Hell appeared, lasted for a total of nine seconds, and then disappeared." He reported the data recorded by the Shinigami Research and Development Institute truthfully.

At this moment, Kisuke Urahara frowned and said, "This is strange, something's not right." After saying that, he lowered his head, frowning, and kept scratching the back of his head with one hand, as if he was troubled by something.

"Nonsense, if it were right, would I have asked Captain-Commander Kyōraku to gather you all here to discuss this? Speak your mind quickly." Tokoyo Misao curled his lip.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi immediately chimed in, "Captain Tokoyo's body has already fused with the power of Hell, and the Tokoyo Clan were once the guardians of Hell. You should know more information."

Tokoyo Misao's gaze swept over them, and he said calmly, "I don't have specific information; I only have guesses."

"Oh? Captain Tokoyo, feel free to share your guesses," said Captain-Commander Kyōraku. "After all, we're all completely baffled right now. Whatever your guesses or deductions, please share them so we can analyze them together."

Tokoyo Misao nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "The following is just my personal speculation: What if the Soul King divided Chaos into three parts to escape Hell?"

What?! Nanao Ise's pupils dilated instantly, and the pen she was using to take notes at the meeting trembled violently.

Regardless, all the Soul Reaper still held the Soul King in high esteem, especially after the Yhwach incident, and admired Soul King selfless dedication.

But now Tokoyo Misao actually says that the Soul King divided the Three Worlds only to escape Hell?

That's really alarmist.

"This is a good angle." Kisuke Urahara looked up.

"Actually, there are no records of Hell in either Soul Society or Hueco Mundo, only some scattered rumors."

Since the last decisive battle, Soul Society and Hueco Mundo have established a good relationship.

Currently, the King of Hueco Mundo is Starrk, who is very easy to talk to. He even sent Kisuke Urahara to explore some ancient sites in Hueco Mundo.

But there is no record of Hell in any of these.

Kisuke Urahara held up one finger. "Let's continue analyzing from this perspective. If Hell once eroded Chaos, eventually turning the entire Chaotic World into part of Hell."

Therefore, it makes sense that the Soul King divided chaos into Three Worlds and isolated Hell outside of Three Worlds, sending the great nobleman Tokoyo to guard it.

"But there's one point of contention here," he said, then fell silent, his eyes filled with contemplation.

"Just get to the point! I hate riddle people!" Mayuri Kurotsuchi roared angrily.

He was pondering Kisuke Urahara's words when he was suddenly interrupted, which annoyed him greatly.

"Kisuke Urahara must be referring to the Soul King, right?" Tokoyo Misao chimed in. "The Soul King is very strong, extremely strong. Even Yhwach's so-called the Almighty and omnipotence originated from the Soul King."

So, would he be unaware of Yhwach and Aizen's situation?

Why didn't they take any action and just let themselves be absorbed by Yhwach? They couldn't just sit there and get annoyed as a wedge, could they?

"Captain Tokoyo is right. Actually, I've had this question since Yhwach launched his attack on Soul Society, but I still haven't figured it out after all this time." Kisuke Urahara sighed.

"Hmph, what's there to not understand? If I were the Soul King, I'd also want someone to sit in that position for me." Mayuri Kurotsuchi sneered.

"That's true. If all Soul Kings thought like Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi, then there wouldn't have been a Three Worlds in the first place, right?" Kisuke Urahara chimed in sarcastically. "However, if Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi were the Soul King, things would be much easier."

"What do you mean?" Mayuri Kurotsuchi clenched her fists, her eyes gradually turning cold. "Are you saying that my thoughts are easily seen through, is that right?"

Clap clap clap, three loud claps rang out.

Shunsui Kyōraku spoke with a smile, "You two don't need to argue. How about this, let's start by analyzing from the most basic angle. For example, who is the person who brought these two sentences from Hell?"

First of all, I don't think it could be Old Man Yamamoto; his way of speaking is quite distinctive.

After passing through the Shunsui Kyōraku area, the two stopped arguing and began to ponder.

Tokoyo Misao continued, "It can't be those Arrancar either. Hollows have very distinctive voices, so it's highly unlikely to be Gin Ichimaru. Neither Orihime nor Ichigo have had much contact with him, so they wouldn't have a strong sense of familiarity with him."

"I see. If we eliminate possibilities like this, the conclusion is obvious," Kisuke Urahara concluded. "The person who uttered those words must be Captain Ukitake."

"That's right, that's what I think too." Shunsui Kyōraku nodded. "Ukitake must have received some news in Hell."

"Speaking of which, why did the captain who died regain consciousness in Hell?" Mayuri Kurotsuchi frowned.

"Captain Kurotsuchi, let's put those issues aside for now. Our focus should be on analyzing the statement Ukitake brought back: 'The Child of Hell has descended,' and 'The Gates of Hell are wide open.'"

Kyōraku stroked his chin. "If you look at it literally, it's quite simple."

While Ukitake may enjoy posing little riddles for children to ponder, he never beats Ukitake when it comes to important matters.

So, literally speaking, the key point is "Child of Hell."

"Hmph, isn't that easy?" Mayuri Kurotsuchi grinned, his eyes fixed on Tokoyo Misao opposite him.

Kisuke Urahara, standing next to him, did the same.

Shunsui Kyōraku sighed and said, "Captain Tokoyo, your two children are due soon, aren't they?"

Tokoyo Misao's expression was extremely unpleasant at this moment.

If interpreted literally, it does indeed ultimately lead to the birth of one's unborn child.

The reason is simple: he possesses the power of Hell within him, so it's no surprise that the child is called the Child of Hell.

In Soul Society, another guy with Hell powers probably only knows how to kill people and has hardly ever even touched a woman's hand, let alone given birth.

"Captain Tokoyo, I remember that when you and Captain Unohana were pregnant, you hadn't fully refined the power of Hell," Kisuke Urahara asked.

"It wasn't there then, but the Blood Hand already exists, and if it really is my child, then I have to protect it together." Tokoyo Misao finished speaking and turned around. "I'm going to the Fourth Division first."

Boom! Two terrifying Reiatsu permeated the Soul Society.

Even the captains of the First Division could feel some pressure from these two Reiatsu.

But for some reason, it contains a sense of the boundless vitality of life, like a seed sprouting.

"Damn it!" A furious roar echoed in the conference room.

Boom! A huge hole appeared in the ceiling of the First Division.

Tokoyo Misao crashed through the ceiling and flew out, quickly charging towards the Fourth Division.

Upon seeing this, the Captain Kyōraku immediately spoke up, "Nanao, gather all the captains to the Fourth Division. If our prediction is correct, the Gates of Hell are about to open."

"Yes."

The distance between the First Division and the Fourth Division wasn't far, and soon Misao rushed to the backyard, looking at the room in front.

The gate was tightly closed at the time.

He immediately stepped forward, took a deep breath, and gently knocked on the door with his right hand, saying, "Are you alright?"

A weak voice came from inside, Rukia replied tremulously, "It's alright, the baby is healthy."

Then came Unohana's voice. "He seems to want to fight."

Misao raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, a newborn baby wants to fight?"

However, the safety of the mother and child relieved him, and he tried to push the door open, only to find that he couldn't open it at all.

A maid's voice came from inside. "Captain Tokoyo, please wait a moment, the delivery room still needs to be cleaned."

Even though Tokoyo Misao really wanted to go in and take a look, he still held back.

He immediately leaped onto the roof, sat cross-legged, and surveyed his surroundings.

His fists were clenched tightly, and he was filled with rage.

That's my child, not some Child of Hell. If any of you dare come here, I'll tear you to pieces and swallow you whole!

With a whoosh, figures appeared in the Fourth Division.

They didn't go to the backyard; instead, they stood in different directions.