Fifteen Years of Scheming, All for Dōsan Hanyū

Twelfth Division.

Nie removed his ridiculous white clown mask, revealing his rather handsome true face, and stood naked in front of the lab table.

In front of him was a slice containing a green liquid.

His ability to liquefy his entire body into Nikushibuki would require at least three days to fully recover. Although he has now returned to human form, his Spiritual Pressure is far from restored.

Of course, Nemure didn't care about these things; Spiritual Pressure was just a burden when exploring the scientific world.

At this moment, Nie was carefully using instruments to analyze the small puddle of liquid in front of him.

This can be considered a small fragment of his memory, or a slice of his brain.

There had been no prior research on memory preservation and memory retrieval.

He could only come up with some rudimentary methods for extracting memories on the spot.

"Captain Kurotsuchi, I have something to report."

Those who can get close to this place are all trusted confidants; even the Twelfth Division has very few.

Without turning around, Nebu snapped in a strange and angry voice, "Akon, didn't I tell you? I won't allow anyone to disturb me at this time for any reason, not even the Captain-Commander's meeting. Please ask for leave for me!"

"I'm extremely sorry Captain Kurotsuchi, this is the latest information regarding Dōsan Hanyū."

Nie paused, putting down his busy hands, having obtained the latest information about Dōsan Hanyū's hospitalization from Akon.

This latest information has overturned all of Nie's previous speculations.

Nirvana was not angry; instead, he was even more excited.

Tsunayashiro Clan.

Jin'ya Tsunayashiro received the news almost as quickly as Nemu.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle.

Although he was simply purging the mixed bloods from the Five Great Noble Clans, if he were to get injured due to his carelessness, wouldn't that be a disgrace to the Tsunayashiro Clan?

However, upon seeing the information that Dōsan Hanyū had lost his Kidō, Jin'ya Tsunayashiro lost even more interest.

As for the possibility that Dōsan Hanyū might not attend the Kidō Exchange Meeting due to health reasons?

Jin'ya hadn't thought of that.

Because, Dōsan Hanyū must attend this Kidō Exchange Meeting.

Because the Jin'ya master of the Tsunayashiro Clan, Young Master, wanted to kill him.

At the Fourth Division Barracks, Dōsan Hanyū is recuperating.

"Knock knock knock."

"Acting Captain Hanyū is the Vice-Captain Sasakibe."

Although Dōsan was embarrassed and had already said it several times, Isane Kotetsu insisted on guarding outside the door.

"Please come in."

This time, Chōjirō Sasakibe came alone, bringing with him a message from Captain-Commander Yamamoto.

"How are you, Lieutenant Hanyū? How's your body?"

Dōsan indeed sensed the recovery of the Kidō's abilities.

The mysterious jade bone melted in his palm, Dōsan's Kidō began to recover, even to the point of being able to advance further.

Only...

When faced with the Kidō Exchange Meeting again, Dōsan instinctively felt disgust.

A voice, seemingly an instinctive voice, echoed in Dōsan's heart, making him refuse.

Dōsan was very familiar with this voice; when he first arrived in Soul Society, he could always hear this voice, which sounded like it came from the bottom of his heart.

When Dōsan entered Seireitei, he initially thought it might be the voice of his Zanpakuto.

The evidence is that I experienced no bottlenecks in my understanding of Zanpakuto and my communication with Zanpakuto.

Dōsan is the knife, and the knife is Dōsan.

But after Dōsan truly understood the essence of Zanpakuto, he discovered that his own abilities seemed to have nothing to do with the sword.

It's more like instinct. If I had to describe it, an Eastern term that Dōsan found in ancient books would be very apt.

Seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

The term "Kidō Exchange Meeting" made Dōsan feel incredibly oppressed.

Dōsan's slight hesitation relieved Sasakibe; in a thousand years, he had seen all sorts of people.

If Dōsan truly has no chance of recovery, he will not hesitate at this moment.

The light in the Sasakibe's eyes flickered.

After that incident fifteen years ago, Captain-Commander Yamamoto understood that no matter how powerful he was, he could only "change the dynasty" by waging a great war that swept through Soul Society.

Otherwise, the Thirteenth Division would still be the watchdog of the Central 46 and Central 46 Five Great Noble Clans behind it.

Since then, Captain-Commander Yamamoto has begun to implement his plan.

Weaken the Five Great Noble Clans from within, and simultaneously seize power from the Central 46 within the Soul Reaper Squad.

In the plan formulated by Captain-Commander Yamamoto fifteen years ago.

He needs someone like that.

You could call him a hero, or you could call him a chess piece.

First, he needs to have an unbreakable bond with the Five Great Noble Clans, thus dividing Five Great Noble Clans from within.

Secondly, he needed to firmly believe in his own will and dare to confront the darkness of Seireitei Central 46.

Third, he also needed the support of at least three captains who were willing to fight against the Seireitei for him.

Fourth, this person must also possess Captain-level combat strength.

How difficult that is!

Captain-Commander Yamamoto originally thought it would take a hundred years to cultivate and plan for such a person.

But he never dreamed that Dōsan Hanyū, who seemed to have been created for his grand plan, would appear.

To prepare for this day, when Tenzō Tenjō prison, he did not take advantage of Tenzō's weakest moment to personally capture him.

Instead, they sent out four team leaders in succession.

This gives the nobles and the Central 46 an opportunity to lower their guard.

As for these four captains, especially Soi Fon and Isshin, Yamamoto had already prepared for the two of them to sacrifice themselves.

He promoted Dōsan Hanyū to acting captain and constantly used the Ninth Division to Dōsan Hanyū, all for the sake of today.

Yamamoto had not mentioned all of these things to the Vice-Captain Sasakibe, but most of these matters had been handled by the Sasakibe.

It's not hard to guess.

Fifteen years of sowing and fertilizing have finally yielded results.

Just as Sasakibe's thoughts began to wander, Dōsan's words caused Sasakibe to sway.

"I'm sorry, Vice-Captain Sasakibe, my Kidō hasn't recovered yet."

How could this be? Sasakibe's eyes suddenly clouded over; his guess had been completely wrong.

If he had been intently observing Dōsan Hanyū just now, with the experience of the Sasakibe, it wouldn't have been difficult for him to see the flicker in Dōsan's eyes.

However, Dōsan's generalship clearly threw the Sasakibe into a state of panic.

Following the lack of response from the Sasakibe, Dōsan, acting on his conscience, continued, "I'm sorry, but I wish to resign from my position as captain of this Kidō Exchange Meeting, Captain-Commander Yamamoto."