Requesting to Fight

Isshin, whether asleep or Isshin, opened his eyes slightly. Kurenai, who was thinking about when to push these simple-minded colleagues onto the operating table, and Kenpachi Zaraki, who was excited about the Tenjō Tensō massacre.

All the team captains looked at Dōsan Hanyū, who was standing at the front.

Among the dozen or so captains clad in white haori, a black-clad shihashi-style man named Dōsan Hanyū stood out conspicuously.

Seeing that Dōsan Hanyū seemed a little awkward, Ukitake weakly bent over, propped himself up on his knees, and gave a gentle smile, "It's okay, just tell me your true thoughts..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ukitake's expression changed drastically, his cheeks flushed, and he coughed...

Kyōraku: "Ukitake!"

Although it sounds cruel, Ukitake's mouthful of blood did ease the atmosphere somewhat.

Seeing Yamamoto's gaze shift back to him, Dōsan Hanyū cautiously spoke, "I believe that now that we have information about the enemy's whereabouts, we can deploy all or most of our Captain-level combat forces to directly surround and eliminate the target."

To be honest, that was very naive.

But it's absolutely effective.

Each of the Muken sealing barriers is unique.

If Tenzō Tenjō had truly regained his former power, given his personality, he should have attacked Seireitei instead of fleeing from Captain Soi Fon's pursuit.

The same applies to the murderer who released the Tenzō Tenjō. If he truly possessed sufficient power, why did he directly blast open the Muken?

Concentrate our forces to encircle and annihilate the Tenzō Tenjō —this is Dōsan's viewpoint.

Is it useful?

It works.

Although he didn't speak, Shunsui Kyōraku, the Captain of the Seventh Division and Yamamoto's best student, expressed his support with his eyes.

This legendary powerhouse is merely a legend. Even if he could defeat one, two, or three Captain-level combined, could he defeat ten captains?

And then there are the nobles who stand with Soul Reaper.

And then there's the supreme Zero Division.

However, Captain-Commander Yamamoto, who was at the head of the group, still refused.

"As originally planned, the captain of the Tenth Division, Isshin Shiba, and the captain of the 11th Division Kenpachi Zaraki, will assist the World of the Living, while the other divisions will continue their preparations for battle."

Then why did you ask Dōsan Hanyū a question?

Captain-Commander Yamamoto lightly slammed his Zanpakuto into the ground, his thoughts remaining unfathomable.

What's there to prepare for?

The two veterans, Unohana Kuchiki Ginrei, closed their eyes.

Isshin Shiba opened his blurry eyes. He had just slept quite well, and in his drowsy state, he thought someone was calling him.

Zaraki excitedly, the bells at the ends of his hair swaying.

Captains like Kyōraku, who have a clear understanding of both sides, are somewhat uneasy.

Under the Tenjō Tenge the Kidō' seal and destruction over nearly a thousand years, their strength is certainly not what it used to be.

But he remains a legendary figure of strength.

Kenpachi and Isshin?

Kyōraku doesn't think highly of it.

Turning his head, Kyōraku's face no longer had that carefree look, and of course, he didn't refute his teacher.

Dōsan Hanyū to the side, was still somewhat conflicted.

"Acting Captain Hanyū, the Second Division also needs to ensure proper intelligence transmission. Information from the Second Division and the Twelfth Division must be synchronized and verified. We must avoid a situation like Captain Aizen's, where we penetrated deep into enemy territory without support!"

"Yes!"

"Cut."

Nie muttered to himself, "The Reiatsu Measurement Research Division has the responsibility of supervising the Three Realms, but because it is a relatively new department, it is not trusted by this old fogey."

"If there are no objections, Twelfth Division, arrange for reinforcements to cross over as soon as possible."

Yamamoto's voice was deep, his expression unreadable, but his whole body radiated a fiery aura. With a loud "thud," he slammed his wooden cane down, causing his haori to flutter.

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto."

Dōsan's voice was still somewhat hesitant at this moment, "I want to join the two captains as reinforcements and go to war in the World of the Living."

He volunteered to participate in the competition.

Several team captains turned their heads; this was practically the only one among this year's "captains".

Seeing everyone's gazes upon him, Dōsan added, "I possess the ability to Kaidō, which should be sufficient to handle many unexpected events."

"No, that's too early for you."

It's quite rare that Captain-Commander Yamamoto refused Dōsan Hanyū's reasonable request.

"Ten days from now, the graduation of the first batch of trainees will begin ahead of schedule. All squads, please prepare."

Because the Seated Officer-level are the main force in the Soul Reaper missions, they suffer the most severe losses. In order to deal with the problem of insufficient manpower, in recent years, at the beginning of the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, the Thirteenth Division has opened a special channel for those genius students who have Seated Officer-level combat power before graduation.

"If there's nothing else, now, disperse."

Several team leaders left one after another, Dōsan consciously lagged behind, walking behind the team leaders.

"Old Man Yama really admires you," a teasing voice came from behind.

"Captain Kyōraku."

"That guy Tenzō Tenjō is not someone you can defeat with mere willpower. You'll definitely need a long time to grow." Kyōraku lifted the brim of his hat, leaving a smile for Dōsan Hanyū.

The captains' meeting has ended.

However, Captain Aizen's serious injury, coupled with the high-speed movement of the various divisions, still cast a shadow over the Seireitei.

I haven't seen my lovely younger brother and sister for over a month.

In the District 1 of West Rukongai, a young man with spiky hair shielded his eyes from the direct sunlight from afar and began searching for his way home.

Beneath his palms were a pair of eyes that drooped almost to his cheeks.

It's confirmed, this is someone from the Shiba Clan.

The Shiba Clan, the Thirteenth Division Vice-Captain Kaien Shiba, and his wife, the Third Seat of the Thirteenth Division Shiba Miyako just finished their month-long honeymoon in the World of the Living —or rather, their month-long official duties.

While pursuing the fugitive Tenzō Tenjō, he followed the Captain-Commander's orders and used injury as an excuse to return to Soul Society.

"Do you think my younger siblings might be welcoming us with banners? That would make me, the eldest brother, so embarrassed." Kaien Shiba covered his mouth. "The eldest brother should never come home late, because there are two younger siblings at home who miss you."

"A good sentence; I'll record it in my book, * The Kaien Says *."

Kaien Shiba licked the tip of his calligraphy brush, then pulled out a book and began to take notes.

Shiba Miyako to the side, turned her head twice, then spoke in a voice as clear as a wind chime, "The coordinates of West Rukongai are (434, 2155). At least before we left, Kūkaku and the others lived here."

Um?

Kaien was startled and stood on tiptoe, looking left and right, but she still couldn't see the ten-meter-tall Kakaku Cannon. She was exhausted and stood there blankly.

I went away for a month, and now I have no home.

"There was no intense residual Spiritual Pressure, and there were no signs of destruction around. Little Kūkaku and the others must have just moved."

"Puff".

Shiba Miyako has stabbed Kaien in the chest again.

I understand the logic, but why didn't you call yourself the current head of the household when you moved?

"I was so glad I came to see my adorable younger siblings before seeing my beloved captain! Damn it, you can leave or not, goodbye, there's no place for you in this family anymore!"

Kaien, hands on hips in anger, stomped her foot with every step, declaring, "From now on, my only identity is Vice Captain Ukitake!"

"Oh, by the way, I heard that our squad has a new lieutenant, Tachikawa Magaki from the Twelfth Division. You're not the only lieutenant."

"What! So, my lovely subordinates won't secretly call me Captain Kaien anymore?"

"Hmm... I've heard that the newly appointed Lieutenant Tachikawa is quite popular."

Not receiving a response from Du, Kaien turned her head and looked solemnly to the side.

"This is the first time I've seen you outside the Seireitei, Captain-Commander Yamamoto." Kaien's lips curled up as if he were smiling, but when you covered his mouth, you would see that Kaien's eyes were filled with solemnity.

"I am here on behalf of the Soul Society to make a request to the head of the Shiba Clan."

Yamamoto said it was a plea, but apart from his words, there was no trace of plea. "I want you to kill Tenzō Tenjō with that ominous sword."