You Have Lost the Title of the Strongest

The Third Sage of the Central 46 urgently needed to bid farewell.

Following the direction of the dormitory, Dōsan Hanyū made a turn, bypassed the dormitory building, and arrived at a building that he considered a brilliant and unique architectural marvel in the history of Soul Society.

Kūkaku's Shiba Clan Hut.

When Dōsan first started school, Kūkaku moved into the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts with his house. However, unexpectedly, Dōsan joined the Thirteenth Division in less than a week.

Kūkaku and Ganju got to experience being teachers for two days. Later, due to "intentional" injury, Kūkaku, the acting dean of the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, was carried off the chair and all.

After that, Kūkaku and Ganju went back to being hands-off managers, spending their days tinkering with fireworks in their little hut.

Dōsan Hanyū didn't stay at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts for more than two days before taking up a position in the Second Division. After being imprisoned and released, Dōsan moved back to Shiba Hut.

It seems that Dōsan Hanyū has returned to his days in Rukongai, Junrinan he cooked and trained every day.

There were no conspiracies, no battles, only a gentle warmth.

However, there is still one difference.

With a crackling sound, Kūkaku flicked his hand, and lightning flowed like a thin stream on his arm, occasionally emitting a low hum.

"Be careful, Dōsan, this is my full strength." Kūkaku's lips curled slightly, and the yellow lightning on his fist obscured his face.

"Don't worry, Kūkaku- nee, there's no problem." Dōsan was on high alert, extending his hand, ready to activate the Mirror Reversal at any moment.

"I mean, be careful, don't make lunch!"

?

Kūkaku's words may have been unintentional or deliberate.

However, Dōsan was momentarily taken aback, and Kūkaku seized that moment to appear before Dōsan.

Kaien and Yoruichi the same age, while Kūkaku is Little Ichi, but considering the long lifespan of Ryukon, the three are considered to be contemporaries.

Kūkaku's talent was no less than theirs, and among the three, Kūkaku's Spiritual Pressure was the first to reach the level of Seated Officer.

However, after the death of Kūkaku's father, the former captain of the Gotei 13, Kūkaku began to loathe fighting and even the Shinigami (Soul Reaper).

Until recently, she learned the truth about her father's death, and she resumed her training. Her Spiritual Pressure quickly broke through the barrier and reached the Captain-level.

One has to admire how the Five Great Noble Clans truly are the darlings of the Soul Society.

In that instant, Dōsan's vision was filled with a golden hue, and the buzzing of a thousand birds echoed in his ears.

Kūkaku had already arrived in front of Dōsan.

With a flick of the wrist, a thin film appeared.

Secret Technique: Mirror Reversal.

The fist slammed hard into the Mirror Reversal, and then the lightning on the fist scattered like small snakes, striking the edge of the Mirror Reversal.

The ferocious and fierce attack caused Dōsan's outstretched arm to tremble slightly.

However, the force of the Mirror Reversal's counterattack landed on Kūkaku's arms, causing her hands to go numb.

Kūkaku bit her lower lip and began to attack, her fist retracting and lifting as she struck from Dōsan's side.

Wow, that was fast.

However, the Mirror Reversal was now an instinct for Dōsan, and before Dōsan could even dodge it, the attack was blocked again.

"Hmph, don't underestimate your older sister." This time, the moment she made contact with the Mirror Reversal, Kūkaku's fist actually carried explosive power. The booming sound made Ganju, who was studying outside the arena, involuntarily cover his ears, and his entire vision became cloudy.

The Gene Era

The idea for this attack likely came from those fireworks, but in any case, it was a certain improvement on the Shunkō the attack.

The fusion of Shunkō and this Kidō resulted in a brief burst of power that surpassed even the Eighty-Nine Hadō.

However, this level is still far from breaking through the Mirror Reversal of Hadō Three.

But Dōsan glanced at Kūkaku's burns, which his spirit body couldn't withstand, and this time he didn't persist. He Mirror Reversal and retreated as if he couldn't withstand the attack.

Dōsan could sense the pain in Kūkaku's heart. He was not the kind of person who would disregard his friend's feelings for the sake of a victory or defeat.

Seeing that he Hadō San's Mirror Reversal so "easily," Kūkaku panicked and his right hand, which had been booming like a firecracker, suddenly retracted.

Then, Kūkaku frowned and forcibly reversed the Shunkō, instantly charring her entire arm until it turned pitch black.

"Are you alright? Don't be late making dinner." Kūkaku withdrew her right hand.

"Kūkaku- nee, are you alright?" Dōsan frowned, realizing he had done something wrong with his good intentions, and was about to Kaidō, but Kūkaku pushed him away.

"Don't be lazy, I want spicy hot pot tonight!"

Feeling that Kūkaku's hand injury should be fine, Dōsan turned around somewhat hesitantly to cook.

Only after Dōsan had gone far away and Ganju had been chased away by his own scolding did Kūkaku's eyes droop, and he let out a soft sigh.

He didn't realize that Dōsan was giving him a hard time; he had only managed to break through Dōsan's Mirror Reversal by exerting all his strength. With this kind of progress, he wouldn't reach his elder brother's level even in eight or ten years, let alone kill Yamamoto.

Miroku.

That cursed sword passed down through generations of the Shiba Clan.

Kūkaku could never forget the scene of her father's body becoming covered in sores because of Yamamoto, and his tragic death right in front of her.

She can't forget how the Shiba Clan declined after her father's death, and how they were squeezed out by other nobles.

From that moment on, Kūkaku vowed to avenge her father, even at the cost of everything.

As for Dōsan, he could sense that Kūkaku was "exerting force" in her fist, and he could sense that Kūkaku was suppressing something in her heart.

If she could get the support of the Central 46, Kūkaku- nee would be much more relaxed.

Dōsan thought so, and he felt a greater sense of anticipation for the Third Sage's promise.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's vote was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Ultimately, Captain-Commander Yamamoto did not forcibly violate the rules he had set and appointed Gin Ichimaru.

However, he did not agree to the appointment of Dōsan Hanyū.

As the meeting adjourned, Captain Unohana, as if knowing that her old friend had something to say to her, slowed her pace and was the last to leave.

"Why, Lie?"

Yamamoto's voice seemed to contain a thunderous rage. He had thought that his old friend, with whom he had a thousand-year friendship, would always stand by his side.

Unexpectedly, a thousand-year-old bond of life and death proved to be so fragile, even less valuable than the Dōsan Hanyū.

"There's no reason, Captain-Commander Yamamoto." With her back to Yamamoto, Unohana turned her head, and in Yamamoto's view, Unohana's eyes turned blood red.

Time seemed to have turned back a thousand years to the legend of Yachiru Unohana.

"Once the invincible strongest in a thousand years, now all you know is scheming. Shigekuni, I'm saving you!"

"Yachiru, you simply don't understand. Soul Society is beset by internal and external troubles; its strength is not..."

What exactly happened to the Hollowfication of so many captains fifteen years ago?

Who opened the Muken the Avici Hell? Given Tenzō Tenjō's character, he would never break his vow and escape alone.

In the Jail of Muken, are there any hidden beings, unknown to him, who have escaped?

After I destroyed the Tsunayashiro Clan, none of the Tsunayashiro Clan's true direct descendants appeared. Where did they go? Are they still alive?

Yamamoto himself could sense that the Quincy, the great enemies of the Seireitei a thousand years ago, still had a backup plan. When would they be able to return?

But none of these things are the problems he is about to face.

How to manage the internal pressures brought about by the Five Great Noble Clans and the Central 46?

After ruling a power for a thousand years, Yamamoto finally understood that in this context, force might be the weakest ability.

Before Yamamoto could even sigh, on the other side, Unohana left only a resolute voice.

"That's why we need an invincible you!" Unohana turned her head away.

"The Thirteenth Division will truly collapse if the Captain-Commander loses his invincible spirit."

"Why didn't either of you support Dōsan Hanyū?"

Soi Fon angrily caught up with the Shiba Clan uncle and nephew.

These two just did the thing Soi Fon hates most!

Betray.

They have betrayed the trust that Dōsan placed in them!

"Captain Soi Fon," Isshin picked his nose, "Things aren't as simple as you think. The Tsunayashiro Clan was wiped out, and the Five Great Noble Clans won't let it go so easily. The other nobles need a culprit, whoever it may be."

Do you understand?

Soi Fon was so startled that she wanted to slap herself twice.

Isshin was actually exaggerating a bit. Although the Tsunayashiro Clan was wiped out, needed a murderer, this murderer would definitely be a scapegoat of considerable importance, pushed out by the Four Great Noble Clans. It wouldn't even matter if this scapegoat wasn't in their hands.

There are some things he cannot say for the time being.

As the current pillar of the Shiba Clan, Isshin may appear casual, but as the head of one of the Four Great Noble Clans branch families and a top-tier captain, he can act casually in some matters.

But Dōsan is different. At least in Isshin's view, there's nothing wrong with not being a captain or joining the Thirteenth Division.

If Dōsan really becomes the captain, and then he ends up with a vice-captain like Rangiku.

Oh...

"Acting Captain Kuchiki."

Upon hearing the sound, Byakuya stopped his Shunpo and waited for the Fifth Division Captain, who was barely keeping up with him.

"Is there something you need, Captain Aizen?" Byakuya's attitude towards his grandfather's friend was relatively mild.

"Well, I'd like to pay a visit to Captain Ginrei Kuchiki, is that alright?"

Byakuya initially wanted to refuse, but ultimately nodded.

Human effort cannot resist the forces of fate.

My grandfather's passing was foreseeable, so it wouldn't be a bad thing to let him see his old friends at this time.

"Come with me, Captain Aizen."