As Long as I'm Here, Captain Hanyū Won't Be Hurt

This finger bone is crystal clear and smooth as jade.

If it weren't for the eerie Spiritual Pressure attached to it, whether you look at it or touch it, it would be a meticulously crafted work of art.

"Lord Hanyū, Captain Hanyū, I'm here to help you."

In the distance Ōmaeda waved his arms, his large, fat face bobbing as he approached Dōsan, wearily resting his arms on his knees.

Thirty members of the Punishment Force followed closely behind Ōmaeda.

After catching his breath, Ōmaeda raised his large head with a look of regret.

"I didn't expect this monster to be defeated so quickly. Sorry, Captain Hanyū, I'm late."

Seeing that there wasn't a single drop of sweat on Ōmaeda's forehead, Dōsan first calmly withdrew his finger bone, then shook his head helplessly.

No, you've come at just the right time.

He knew all too well what kind of person this subordinate was.

Because Dōsan left in a hurry, the Punishment Force Guard did not participate in this encirclement and suppression.

At this moment, the Punishment Force members knelt respectfully on one knee, but their eyes unconsciously scanned the surroundings.

The surrounding area was a scene of utter devastation; the fractured earth and the still-burning mountains, even the lingering Spiritual Pressure that had been weakened to its limit, could still send chills down the spines of the Soul Reaper.

What kind of battle could reach this level?

What kind of monster could be so powerful?

And has Lord Hanyū already reached a combat strength comparable to that of the Soi Fon Corps Commander?

"You guys clean up the mess."

Ōmaeda followed Dōsan with a forced smile, mainly because Dosan was not only his superior but also his sugar daddy.

Recently, Dōsan Hanyū has become incredibly popular, Ōmaeda has capitalized on this trend by releasing a series of Dōsan Hanyū figurines.

This includes a life-size silicone doll of Dōsan, with details that are indistinguishable from the real person.

There are also autographed dolls and photos of Dōsan.

The Ōmaeda doll shop is making a fortune.

This guy is the God of Wealth.

Shortly after Ōmaeda and his group arrived, reinforcements from the Fourth Division also arrived.

Leading the team was the tall vice-captain of the Fourth Division, Isane.

"Acting Captain Hanyū, thank you for your hard work." Isane placed her hands on her thighs and bowed deeply.

Even though they are considered equals, Isane's defining characteristic is that she is polite to everyone.

"Miss Isane, you're too kind."

Although it was clear that Dōsan's clothes weren't dirty, Isane still asked him quite politely.

"Hey, Vice-Captain Isane, please let me handle this difficult task." A female member of the Fourth Division emerged from under Isane's arm.

"That's too cunning! I want one too!"

"Dōsan, I wish to heal your heart. Could you give me this opportunity?"

Chattering away, a group of female Soul Reapers pushed the tall Isane to the back.

There should be no discrimination.

While the proportion of female members in the Fourth Division is relatively high among the Gotei 13, it's not this exaggerated.

The main reason was that they heard this time it was to support Dōsan Hanyū, and a group of female team members were eager to join.

Even the support slots were being sold for exorbitant prices by these crazy female team members.

Isane and Dōsan are rather timid. Although they felt somewhat awkward facing these crazed female Soul Reaper, they wouldn't overreact.

More than twenty female Soul Reaper pushed the 300-pound Ōmaeda away and surrounded Dōsan Hanyū.

Dōsan wasn't the most handsome in Seireitei.

But he is famous enough Dōsan ever since he came into the view of Seireitei, he has been burdened with the persona of a genius and a tragic figure.

Thanks to the exaggerated promotion by the editor of the Ninth Division, Honrō Useki, Dōsan Hanyū is now the most popular idol in the entire Soul Society.

"Lord Hanyū, let me give you a healing treatment of love."

"Hey, didn't we agree that I'd bid higher, so I'll go first?"

"No, I feel that Captain Dōsan's injuries are too severe."

A large group of women crowded together, swinging their arms. Dōsan, who was originally uninjured, was about to be squeezed out of his body by this group of busty women and suffer internal injuries.

This is outrageous! I'm so envious.

"Smash his Gegetsuburi!" Ōmaeda angrily weighed his Zanpakuto in his hand, separating the female Soul Reaper of the Fourth Division from Captain Dōsan. "As long as I'm here, Captain Hanyū will be safe!"

Ōmaeda casually tossed his Gegetsuburi, his greasy skin seemingly reflecting light even in the middle of the night.

With only one sword, Ōmaeda stood ready to rescue his beloved Captain Dōsan from his misery.

"This is truly impressive, "Dōsan thought, feeling his perception of Ōmaeda completely overturned.

Good brother, something is really going on.

"I'm sorry, Captain-Commander Yamamoto is still waiting for my report."

Dōsan hurriedly nodded to Isane.

He moved with incredible speed, taking two steps at a time, and left the dangerous place.

The night is past midnight.

Ichimonji Tsunayashiro held up Inorei Hikaru's head, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

Just three hours ago, Ichimonji received the message "Everything is going well".

Three hours ago, he was still thinking about how to obtain Kenpachi Zaraki's body.

Now, my house has been raided, and I'm gone.

It's not a complete death; the Soul King's substitute isn't so easily killed off.

But he lost something important!

Just then, Tokinada had just rushed back from South District 78, walked in.

Ichimonji's voice was somewhat urgent, "Where's the stuff?"

Tsunayashiro the recorder of Soul Society's history, Tsunayoshi knows many secrets.

However, Inorei Hikaru's body modification was not solely due to technology.

Those are fragments of the Soul King, the Soul King's toe bones.

Although it looks like a jade finger bone artwork, it is indeed the toe bone of the Soul King.

Tokinada waved his hand, "There was no trace of the Soul King Fragment at the scene."

Damn it.

This is a huge problem.

The Soul King is only so big, but the fragments on his body are not endless.

The life force of Hikaru's spirit is fading, and if the Soul King Fragment maintain the balance of Hikaru's spirit cannot be found within a few days...

Hikaru, his grand plan is about to turn to ashes.

Everything was going so smoothly before!

"Have you discovered who might have taken the Soul King Fragment?" Ichimonji forced himself to calm down.

Tokinada shook his head. "There's no trace of it."

Where can you find any trace of it? That space was almost cracked apart by the two of them.

And that Hikaru guy is really cunning!

At least when the two of them were around, Hikaru always seemed sickly.

Then we need to first identify a target.

"Dōsan Hanyū!" Ichimonji Tsunayashiro gritted his teeth in hatred.

Regardless of whether he took it or not, I can only focus on this culprit.

And then there's Gin Ichimaru, that guy who's more trouble than he's worth.

If he hadn't encouraged her, she wouldn't have turned her attention to Kenpachi Zaraki.

Perhaps Dōsan Hanyū is already strapped to the operating table by himself.

Although he was eager to make a move against Dōsan Hanyū.

But the target is a Captain-level fighter, and currently the captain most closely watched by Seireitei and Yamamoto.

After all, defeating the strongest opponent in a millennium is a very strenuous task.

Ichimonji pressed down on the raised sword at his waist, and a confident smile returned to his lips.

At this moment, Dōsan had returned, was standing in front of the First Division Barracks, waiting to be received by the strongest Soul Reaper in a thousand years.