Dōsan's Emergency Reinforcement

This year, one student each from the fifth, fourth, and third cohorts applied for early graduation.

For students with low academic records, applying for early graduation is almost entirely a formality.

The three vice-captains were simply trying to use their connection with the examiner to build rapport with the trainees and invite them to join the team.

Because students below the fifth grade level who apply for early graduation must possess the abilities of Seated Officer.

Such a genius, if nurtured for decades, can reach the strength of Fifth Seat or higher. No matter which squad he's in, he'd be considered a pillar of strength.

Dōsan left the square and headed to the classroom for the third-year students.

His gaze kept darting left and right, a little uneasy. Dōsan had a feeling that Honrō Useki was always spying on him.

No way.

Having a thorough understanding of Seireitei law, Dōsan Hanyū was completely helpless against this bastard.

He Dōsan Hanyū through all the laws of the Seireitei, but the final result was that this behavior was not illegal.

Because the Thirteenth Division has a law called the News Immunity, similar to the Twelfth Division's Research Immunity, which is designed to protect these unscrupulous reporters.

That's why Dōsan Hanyū was so angry.

The main problem is that bastard Honrō Useki is only targeting me and trying to fleece me.

In recent Seireitei Communication, Dōsan Hanyū has shown a tendency to dominate the rankings.

He made up stories about his ambiguous relationship with Captain Soi Fon and his battle with Nemuro.

In recent days, Seireitei Communications has even started its own daily life activities.

Who could withstand this?!

Just now, on the campus of the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, someone stopped me and asked for my autograph. It was even a meticulously crafted rubber doll modeled after me that got my autograph.

That's absolutely outrageous.

Today, Rizukihime Kasumiōji applied for early graduation.

Resting her chin on her hand, Rizukihime looked out the window.

It's pointless now.

In the blink of an eye, the man she regarded as her lifelong enemy actually graduated and became the vice-captain of the Second Division.

In the blink of an eye, he became the acting captain of the Second Division.

Without me around, I wonder who in the Second Division can stop him from showing off.

And there's Inorei Hikaru with that watermelon head.

The thought of herself, a former retainer, made Rizukihime's Jinmao stand on Hikaru. That bastard Xiguang had actually run off to the Shin'ō Noble Guard without saying a word.

Of course, Rizukihime was unaware that Inorei Hikaru gone to become a candidate for the Soul King; otherwise, her lifelong nemesis would have been someone else entirely.

"By the way, who is my examiner? Why is he taking so long? Does he completely disregard the head of the Kasumiōji branch family?"

Too many unpleasant things have happened lately.

Meanwhile, an unexpected event occurred to Dōsan Hanyū, who had come to assess Rizukihime.

First Division Vice- Chōjirō Sasakibe stopped Dōsan Hanyū.

"Our destination is the South Rukongai District 78. Our mission is to support the 11th Division's Ikkaku Madarame and the others."

Dōsan flipped through the orders personally issued by the Captain-Commander, without saying much.

It was just a support mission, and it was a bit strange that he chose to send out one of the Second Division's vice-captains, since this mission was completely outside the Second Division's responsibilities.

"Yes, because Captain Zaraki is still in the World of the Living, we need Lieutenant Hanyū Hanyu's help."

There was no reason to refuse.

These days Dōsan Hanyū has gone mad with the desire to fight.

"Please have the Vice-Captain Sasakibe inform the team about the early joining of Rizukihime Kasumiōji, who was born in the third round."

"No problem."

Because it was an urgent mission issued by the First Division, Dōsan Hanyū did not hesitate and, with the help of the Twelfth Division, arrived at the South Rukongai District 78.

Even on the verge of battle, Dōsan Hanyū could still sense the lingering Spiritual Pressure.

The earth cracked open, and the battlefield had turned into scorched earth. The chaotic and mixed Spiritual Pressure told the story of the fierce battle.

Dōsan's expression was somewhat solemn. He also noticed the heavily injured Ikkaku Madarame and the tense 11th Division Soul Reaper around him.

"Hey, the Seireitei actually sent someone as annoying as you to provide reinforcements?"

Ikkaku, his entire body wrapped in white bandages, sat up, his bald head gleaming in the sunlight.

"Shh, Madarame Third Seat, that guy is none other than Dōsan Hanyū!"

"Third Seat Madarame, you were just released from prison not long ago."

"We are extremely sorry, Acting Captain Hanyū, we were too arrogant."

"Huh?" Ikkaku was about to provoke him again when his silly teammate next to him quickly covered his mouth, "Stop talking, Boss Ikkaku."

Dōsan glanced at the wounded soldiers, almost all of them injured. Lately, he had become so used to wanting money whenever he saw a member of the 11th Division.

Chōjirō Sasakibe had already briefed Dōsan on the situation.

Nearly a month ago, Menos Grande invasion occurred in the South Rukongai District 78.

At the time, it was Ikkaku and Yumichika in charge, and among these Menos Grande that attacked Rukongai, there were even traces of Intermediate Menos Grande.

The two of Ikkaku completed that mission perfectly.

But this time, in District 78, the phenomenon of souls disappearing has suddenly appeared again.

The First Division believed that the previous incident might not have been properly resolved, so they dispatched Ikkaku and his companion, who had just recovered from their injuries, to the scene again.

Yumichika spoke solemnly, "The opponent is neither a Hollow nor Soul Reaper. I sensed Spiritual Pressure from him that encompassed both Soul Reaper and Hollows, and his strength is extremely high."

If they hadn't sensed the significant impact, given their personalities, they wouldn't have sought help so promptly.

"It's not just about strength." One of the Ikkaku spoke up, his expression unusually serious. He had just faced that monster one-on-one and was the most qualified to speak on the matter.

"He can neutralize attacks, even slashes."

Ikkaku gritted his teeth. Although he didn't like making excuses, this ability completely countered Hōzukimaru's direct-attack style.

There are many ways to counter an attack, Dōsan Hanyū didn't think much of it.

Be careful.

"You should be the one taking care of your safety!" Ikkaku said seriously, standing up with his Zanpakuto in hand. "I haven't fought you yet, so please don't die."

After bidding Dōsan Hanyū, and silently sensing the remaining Spiritual Pressure, Dōsan Hanyū chased after him.

Half an hour later, Dōsan Hanyū caught up with his target.

The target should be called a person, with one head, two arms, and two legs.

But his entire face and body looked as if they had been stitched together; the exposed areas clearly showed the stitching marks, like black lines, and the faint bloodstains at the stitching sites.

Facing the monster before him, Dōsan Hanyū felt a strange sense of familiarity.

And on the distant mountains.

Gin Ichimaru looked at Dōsan Hanyū standing in front of Inorei Hikaru and muttered to himself:

"So you've come after all. But Captain Aizen, what are your plans now?"