I'll Do the Shiba Clan This One Favor

Seireitei, Noble Sixth District.

The location of the Tsunayashiro family is situated opposite the Kuchiki Clan. The towering and magnificent buildings face east and west, seemingly intending to compete with the Kuchiki Clan.

"Clan Head Ichimonji, please have some tea."

Jin'ya knelt in his seat with his head bowed, picked up the teapot, and wrapped the silver-white Ginpakukazahana no Uzuginu around his neck neatly twice without any wrinkles.

In fact, whether based on seniority or blood relation, Jin'ya should respectfully address Ichimonji as Uncle. While such a title is respectful, it also seems somewhat cold.

Unlike the arrogant Ichimonji, the gloomy Tokinada is different.

On the surface, Jin'ya's behavior resembled that of Byakuya Kuchiki, the heir of the Kuchiki Clan, and his every word and action was that of a pure Young Master.

But only those who truly understand him can realize Jin'ya madness and malice hidden deep within Kamino.

The Tsunayashiro Clan, who oversee the Great Spirit Book Gallery and record the history of Soul Society, are like a water purifier that cleans up sewage.

Almost every member of the Tsunayashiro Clan harbors an immense darkness within their hearts.

Ichimonji felt awkward in the face of Jin'ya's stiff and respectful demeanor, after all, he was considered an elder.

But in front of this Jin'ya Young Master, he was not as arrogant as before.

"Jin'ya Young Master, I've come to ask for your help with something."

"Kill Dōsan Hanyū?" Jin'ya Tsunayashiro didn't even lift an eyelid.

"Yes, and the fragments of the Soul King are lost." At this thought, Ichimonji's face darkened.

Inorei Hikaru's spirit body, lacking Soul King Fragment, is at risk of collapsing at any moment.

"Is it with Dōsan Hanyū?" Even a treasure like the Soul King Fragment didn't faze Jin'ya.

I'm not sure.

Jin'ya took a sip of tea and continued speaking to himself.

"A thousand years ago, Yamamoto created the Gotei 13. At first, they were just servants of the Five Great Noble Clans. But as time went on, Yamamoto and his Thirteenth Division gradually gained the support of the noble families. Even in the remote areas of Soul Society, the prestige of the five great families had been forgotten."

Thus, the Kidō Exchange Meeting came into being. Each meeting was jointly organized by the Five Great Noble Clans, or by one or more families, but the ones who actually fought were the nobles under our command.

This was an act to establish authority, so the battles were as bloody as could be, showing no mercy even to the Kuchiki Clan and Shiba Clan, who were close to the Soul Reaper.

Join the Soul Reaper Order.

The Kuchiki Clan, the Shihoin Clan, and even their Tsunayashiro Clan have set a good example.

They may acknowledge and join the Soul Reaper, but what they truly protect is the Soul Society.

On the other hand, it was also a system of aristocratic rule headed by the Five Great Noble Clans.

Aside from the inexplicably inherited Shiba Clan.

"But even so," Jin'ya raised his head, looking at Ichimonji with a cold and calm Ichimonji, "No Captain-level has ever been sacrificed in this exchange meeting."

Breaking with precedent, Ichimonji: You need to give me a reason.

Is this what the nephew said to his uncle?

Suppressing his anger, Ichimonji delivered the prepared statement. (Dōsan Hanyū)

"The Shiba Clan plans to adopt Dōsan Hanyū as their son."

Having known him for over a century, I have Ichimonji very clear understanding of my nephew's personality.

Whether it's true or not, many people are saying this.

Moreover, the name Dōsan Hanyū is indeed deeply associated with the Shiba Clan.

And this does indeed touch on a sore spot.

"Smack!"

Jin'ya crushed the wine glass in his hand, his face contorted with madness. He was as insane as he had been before.

"The Shiba Clan has degenerated to the point of defiling their own noble bloodline. Compared to them, the Kuchiki Clan, those flies that want to gnaw on rotten flesh, still have some bottom line," Jin'ya roared.

"Fine, I'll just do the Shiba Clan this one favor."

"Phew." Dōsan closed the intelligence scroll that the Second Division had just brought, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Although the Second Division does not proactively report on the "Kidō Exchange Meeting," Second Division is still capable of providing the most detailed information when Dōsan needs it.

This is just intelligence.

Even Dōsan Hanyū, who was already willing to criticize and speculate about the nobility with the utmost malice, was horrified by what he saw.

He finally understood why such grand scenes involving nobles and Soul Reaper were rarely mentioned.

It's all just a game.

In the files of the Second Division, or rather, the Soul Reaper, this exchange was ostensibly an exchange of Kidō).

Behind the scenes, it involves a power struggle between the Soul Reaper and the nobility.

But in reality...

This was nothing more than a performance, a blood-soaked feast offered to the Five Great Noble Clans who stood at the pinnacle of Soul Society.

Decades ago, there were even shows in Soul Society where criminals fought Hollows on the same stage.

However, compared to this one...

The Kidō Exchange Meeting is even more high-end and sophisticated.

The Soul Reaper's prodigy versus the darling of the nobility.

And it was promoted with grand and lofty slogans.

A battle for dignity and pride.

No one would reject such a program for any reason.

On this day, all the nobles and the representatives of Soul Reaper will witness this ignorant battle that represents "dignity".

Everyone is a victim.

Even Rangiku, even Nanao.

Although I don't want to say it, as the Captain Dōsan Hanyū, there won't be any danger. At the same time, I will protect Aunt Rangiku's life.

Of course, if he can win, Dōsan Hanyū will not hesitate to give it his all, after all, he's been paid by the company.

Dōsan didn't have much experience in cultivating the Kidō, but he could offer encouragement.

"Acting Captain Hanyū, the members for this round of the Kidō Exchange Meeting have all assembled. Please inspect them."

Dōsan nodded, following behind Nanao Ise with a solemn expression.

Regardless, those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for dignity deserve respect.

After calming his mind, Dōsan pondered the information on the active Soul Reaper. There were too few Kidō (Demon Path) in the Soul Reaper hierarchy. At present, developing Soul Reaper -Zanpakuto) was the mainstream among Shinigami.

Is it that "Demon" from the Seventh Division, the "Young Master" from the Sixth Division, or that "Old Gentleman" from the First Division?

All three are Seated Officer Thirteenth Division, masters of Kidō.

The Demon is warlike, but because he is skilled in Kidō) and doesn't fit in with the 11th Division, he joined the Seventh Division.

The Young Master is of noble birth, but his specific background is unknown. The possibility of him representing Soul Reaper in the battle is not very high.

The Old Gentleman had previously worked part-time as a teacher at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts; Dōsan Hanyū had met him once.

All I can say is that the Soul Reaper of the First Division are very well hidden.

Ideally, all three of them should come. With the three of them working together, they could put up a fight against anyone who wasn't Captain-level.

No, even Captain-level would be overwhelmed if they only used Kidō.

"Oh, it's Acting Captain Dōsan."

"So cute, Captain Dōsan, could you sign my figure?"

"Captain Dōsan, can I have a hug?"

"Dōsan..."

Dōsan was surrounded by chattering sounds. With his extraordinary memory, Dōsan scanned the faces of the female Soul Reaper.

Yes, the Soul Reapers, all twelve of them are women.

I can Dōsan understand why, out of twelve people, six of them are from the Fourth Division.

The rest, which were never mentioned in the Soul Reaper intelligence, included their Kidō talents.

Am I really going to take them to a "suicide party" in the Kidō, where the mortality rate is as high as 90%?

Dōsan stiffly turned his head to look at Nanao beside him.

Nanao Ise calmly adjusted her glasses. "It wasn't originally these people; they each paid 20,000 rings to buy their spots."

Dōsan turned his head and looked in horror at the female Soul Reapers Soul Reaper front of him, their eyes glistening with tears, asking for his autograph.

Do you expect them to fight for honor and dignity?

Line up and deliver them one by one.