The Wrong Place, the Wrong House (10/5)

"I've reached the Third-Class Spiritual Pressure now. After I learn Bankai in a while, I'll take over as the captain of the Tenth Division."

His matter-of-fact tone infuriated Rangiku Matsumoto, who was still in a state of excitement.

Even Tōshirō Hitsugaya, hailed as a super genius by countless people, had a tense expression and his brows twitched wildly.

What does it mean to reach the Third-Class Spiritual Pressure? After learning Bankai in a while, will you become a captain?

Is it really that easy to increase Rei'i Grade?

Is Bankai so easy to learn?

Is the captain someone who acts on impulse?

Neither of them said anything in rebuttal.

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door.

Rangiku and Tōshirō quickly walked away and stood still, looking towards the doorway.

A woman with black hair, dressed in Shihakushō, walked in.

She first respectfully crossed her hands in front of her chest and bowed slightly to Tōshirō, Rangiku Matsumoto, and Tokoyo Misao, then spoke in a calm and unhurried tone:

"I am Rukia Kuchiki, the 10th Seat of the Thirteenth Division."

"He's here to seek out Acting Captain Tokoyo to travel to World of the Living Tokoyo together and participate in the search mission for Captain Shiba and the traitor Kisuke Urahara."

"Rukia, why would it be you going? Where is Lieutenant Shiba?"

Rangiku Matsumoto also knew Rukia, so she quickly went over and asked her.

Rukia replied calmly in an impeccable tone, "Lieutenant Shiba is seriously injured, so I will take his place."

She shuffled to the desk, looked at Tokoyo Misao, and just as she opened her mouth...

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew towards her forehead.

She instinctively raised her hand and slapped the dark shape away. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was a calligraphy brush.

Her aristocratic demeanor instantly crumbled, and she yelled at the top of her lungs, "What?"

Tokoyo Misao stood up and smiled, "That's more like it."

Chapter 86 Wrong Place, Wrong House (10/5)

In the World of the Living, in the shopping district of Karakura Town.

As the afternoon sun shines down, pedestrians leaving get off work stroll along the streets in twos and threes, searching for their favorite shops to sit down and have a drink.

A wooden door suddenly appeared about 20 meters above the street.

The door opened, and Tokoyo Misao and Rukia Kuchiki walked out.

"That suppression is really powerful."

Tokoyo Misao looked at the daffodil mark on the back of his left hand; it was a method used to restrict the Reishi of Captain-level figures.

To prevent excessive Reiatsu from unconsciously damaging the real environment or even directly killing a person.

The daffodil is the emblem of the Tenth Division.

"I remember the daffodil symbolizes mystery and self-absorption, which suits you quite well."

Rukia Kuchiki, who is not Captain-level, does not need to be marked with a limited-time designation.

She looked at the daffodil on Misao's arm.

I genuinely feel that both words and flowers are perfectly suited to Tokoyo Misao.

Even after knowing each other for so many years, I still feel like I can't see through the other person.

For example, he was previously the Third Seat in the Tenth Division.

Not long after, news suddenly arrived that Tokoyo Misao and Kenpachi Zaraki had fought in the presence of Captain-Commander Yamamoto and three other captains.

His Rei'i Grade inexplicably rose from level seven to Third Class, making him the acting captain.

Rukia was almost afraid to even think about how much had been omitted in the process.

That's why she deliberately used aristocratic etiquette to greet them when she first went to the Tenth Division.

It wasn't until Tokoyo Misao suddenly attacked her with a calligraphy brush that she felt relieved.

Fortunately, Tokoyo Misao remained unchanged; he was still the same as before.

"Now that we're here, let's begin the search for Captain Shiba and the traitor to Soul Society."

"But first, I need to take you somewhere."

"This place? Where?" Rukia Kuchiki asked as she followed behind Tokoyo Misao.

At this point, Tokoyo Misao had already activated Eternal Eyes.

He scanned his surroundings and spotted a building hidden by the Kidō.

Don't ask, just follow me.

Tokoyo Misao was not in a hurry. He landed on the ground and slowly walked in that direction.

Rukia Kuchiki called out, somewhat annoyed, "You really are mysterious, aren't you?"

Tokoyo Misao sighed and pointed to the open snack shops on both sides of the commercial street:

"Look at all these takoyaki, taiyaki, and crepes! Don't you want some?"

Rukia Kuchiki turned her head away.

Only then did she take a closer look at the various shops and goods on both sides of the commercial street.

A wave of delicious aroma wafted into his nostrils, causing him to swallow hard and make a gurgling sound.

"But... but we are Soul Reaper."

"Yeah, so I'm looking for a place to exchange some money. The Soul Society gave us a month to search for them, they can't possibly not even let us eat, can they?"

Tokoyo Misao is the kind of person who always pays for his meals.

"What? Rings can be exchanged for World of the Living money? I've never heard of that before!" Rukia Kuchiki exclaimed in shock.

Back when she was at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, she missed the opportunity to go to World of the Living Tokoyo Misao for her internship because she joined the Kuchiki Clan.

She felt somewhat disappointed because of this.

Therefore, I studied a lot about the World of the Living, making ample preparations for today's trip to the World of the Living.

But to my surprise, I was taken aback by Tokoyo Misao's words as soon as I arrived.

This is not included in the knowledge we are learning.

"Of course they have to. Otherwise, do you think those Soul Reaper stationed in the World of the Living rely on stealing other people's offerings every few years they come here?"

That makes sense.

Tokoyo Misao followed the Reishi array he saw in his eyes and walked out of the street.

We walked further and further into the remote area, almost reaching the outskirts of the city.

He looked at the large, seemingly abandoned factory buildings in front of him, somewhat surprised.

Could it be that Kisuke Urahara has fallen to such a state of destitution?

They've even lost their house in the city, and now they're living in this dilapidated factory?

"Is this where I can exchange money? It looks like there's nothing here, just ruins."

Rukia activated her spiritual senses towards the dilapidated factory buildings ahead.

I scanned it three or four times, but still found nothing.

Tokoyo Misao walked forward, extended his right hand, and found the weak point in the Reishi particle array.

A wisp of Reishi condensed at his fingertips, and he gently swiped it through the air.

Something in the air seemed to have burst open.

"Keep up."

Rukia quickly followed, but as soon as she entered, she sensed a strong killing intent.

She immediately placed her hand on her Zanpakuto, lowered her center of gravity, and spoke in a cold voice:

Who is it?

While keeping a watchful eye on her surroundings, she looked up and cast a questioning glance at Tokoyo Misao no Morishimasa beside her.

How did we suddenly get surrounded?

Tokoyo Misao shrugged and spread his hands. "Who told them to use similar Reishi arrays? They made a mistake!"

"So that's how it is. Was it the Reishi array that attracted you here?"

A kind, honest voice rang out.

A tall figure emerged from behind a small hill made of broken cement and stone slabs.

Immediately afterwards, several figures appeared on the broken walls and ruins.

Each of them emanated a powerful Reishi aura.

Just seeing Rukia feel a chill run down her spine, and she whispered:

"Apply for the Limit Release immediately."

In an instant, she realized that she and the restrained Tokoyo Misao were no match for the group opposite them.

"Breaking into someone's house suddenly and aggressively questioning them—are all robbers these days so self-righteous?"

From the group of people opposite, a man with blond hair and bangs stepped forward.

He was dressed in a gray shirt and tie, a modern outfit, but in his left hand he held a Zanpakuto.

He smirked as he looked at Tokoyo Misao and Rukia, and said:

"You're the ones who should be giving your names, intruders."

Rukia's eyes quickly scanned the group, and she noticed that, apart from the tall guy and the green-haired girl, everyone in the group Zanpakuto.

Could it be that...

She drew her Zanpakuto and gripped it with both hands:

"Misao, have we found a traitor from Soul Society?"

"Traitors? They wouldn't call themselves traitors, but if you're talking about people Soul Society is currently hunting, then they're on the list."

Unlike Rukia's tense preparation, Tokoyo Misao remained relaxed, completely unconcerned about the wanted individuals opposite him.

The man with golden bangs looked at Tokoyo Misao and said:

"Kisuke Urahara mentioned you to me, Tokoyo Misao, right?"

"That's right, hello there, former captain of the Gotei 13, Shinji Hirako."

Tokoyo Misao nods with a smile, his eyes falling on Hirako's face, revealing his identity, before gradually shifting his gaze.

"Third Division Captain Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi, former Captain of the Seventh Division Love Aikawa."

"Former Captain of the Ninth Division Kensei Muguruma and Vice-Captain Mashiro Kuna."

"Former Eighth Division Lieutenant Lisa Yadōmaru, former Twelfth Division Lieutenant Hiyori Sarugaki."

"And former Vice- Kidō of the Kidō Corps Hachigen Ushōda."

As he spoke, he reached out and pressed down on Rukia's front, signaling her not to be nervous and to put the knife away.

Rukia frowned.

The group of people in front of them were clearly on the Soul Society's wanted list.

However, trusting in Tokoyo Misao, she Zanpakuto at her waist.

"Oh? I didn't expect a young junior like you to recognize me. It's truly an honor."

Shinji Hirako started with a somewhat annoyingly glib tone, but the next moment, his tone turned serious.

"So what do you want by suddenly entering our territory?"