Soul Reaper, My Zanpakuto Is a Bit Trendy
"..."
The man tried to persuade him again, but Kūgo Ginjō didn't immediately respond, making the man realize he had spoken out of turn.
Until the sparks burned down to a quarter of the way down the cigarette.
Our partners are doing quite well.
Kūgo Ginjō decided to explain:
These temporarily assembled Fullbringer only honed their abilities but did not cultivate the corresponding mental qualities.
A year ago, he was food for monsters to hunt; now, he's a superhuman with the power to control the lives of ordinary people...
Not everyone harbors that "I'm the best in the world" mentality.
Kūgo Ginjō was able to suppress them because of his strength, not because of his status as a "teacher".
"Those exquisite puppets, although merely imitating our Fullbring, at least retain seventy or eighty percent of their original combat power."
The Fullbringer attacked Lisa Yadōmaru and the others was a clone of everyone present.
The unique nature of Fullbring makes it difficult to replicate, but achieving a similar effect through Reishi means is technically possible...
Unless it's a very special Fullbring, it's not difficult to complete.
"Including myself, we only caused a little trouble for the other side, and we were completely wiped out in half a minute."
Do you think this is a matter of numbers?
The "70-80%" rating given by Kūgo Ginjō is actually quite high.
If these Fullbringers who follow him were to encounter a real life-or-death battle, they might not even be able to unleash two or three tenths of their original abilities.
"..."
The male "representatives" did not continue speaking. Although they had not witnessed the battle firsthand, they knew from the result that they had suffered a crushing defeat.
Kūgo Ginjō began to feel that not just any Fullbringer was worthy of being a partner.
Like the very first batch...
No, to have a truly reliable core team, you still need to start from the very beginning, like Shūkurō.
It must be cultivated from the beginning.
Kūgo Ginjō patted the little head beside him, which always ended up looking messy no matter how he tried to take care of it.
As for the rest, it seems more cost-effective to eat them as "nutritional supplements".
"Walk."
Kūgo Ginjō has achieved his goal.
Regardless of what those guys are planning, he has already obtained enough information about Soul Society.
Staying here means becoming someone else's tool.
At the same time.
Within the Dangai, Valley of Screams.
In the seemingly unnaturally formed Thousand-Ren Cliff Valley, a giant "flagpole" points high into the sky; eighteen trembling purple prayer beads slowly swirl around, surrounding Agata, who is bound to the "wheel".
Agata had woken up at some point.
"You..."
Ganryū Ryūdōji and his men stood on the cliff directly opposite each other.
"That Soul Reaper?"
"Still alive--"
Ganryū Ryūdōji did not refuse to communicate.
"If Soul Society hadn't used Kidō Cannon to turn us to ashes..."
It's obvious.
As a former high-ranking nobleman, he was no stranger to the methods that Soul Society might use.
Even though the entire Valley of Screams was destroyed by the Kidō Cannon, his revenge against Soul Society can still be considered a success... just not perfect.
If Shigekuni Yamamoto had not been as ruthless and decisive as he was a thousand years ago, their achievements could have been even more brilliant.
"You still have time to think about others."
Ganryū Ryūdōji snapped his fingers.
The fierce wind blowing between the mountain walls carried away countless Blanks drifted like tassels from the earth and sky.
"It seems you've realized your place—"
"Shinenju."
"..."
Agata did not answer.
She had actually sensed it for a long time: there were too many contradictions in her memories, which couldn't be explained by her experiences alone.
Moreover, the fragments that occasionally flash through Agata's mind are not all from ordinary humans; the parts mixed with a small number of Soul Reaper and Hollows are particularly clear.
These...
All of this made her constantly question her supernatural identity.
"Smack!"
A tomb or a torii gate.
The beads surrounding Agata, under the influence of the power of the Blanks, transformed into a ritual-like setting.
Ganryū Ryūdōji drew his Zanpakuto.
The sharp blade slowly pointed at Agata.
As Ryudoji moved, the entire space of Valley of Screams began to change:
A massive vortex, like a tornado, simultaneously appeared from both sides of the sky and the earth. Countless Blanks, bound together in thick knots, tried to engulf it. These were the Blanks that made up the Valley of Screams, chasing after their lost memories.
"Since you've already made up your mind, then—"
Ryudoji had barely finished speaking.
"Call out!"
The sunlight fell from the sky.
Whether Blanks, a torii gate, or a massive mountain wall, the surging pillars of lightning blasted everything in their path into ashes.
"Boom!!"
The explosive shockwave carried sand and gravel away.
"Whoosh."
The six people from Ryudoji quickly surrounded Agata and "protected" him.
"So they really did come..."
"Whoosh."
The rhythm of the Shunpo on both sides is about the same.
"Your Haruto?"
Haruto, Lisa Yadōmaru, Mashiro Kuna, Soi Fon, Ayaka, Yayahara Yuyu, and Kisuke Urahara bring the Stealth Force to the World of the Living.
In terms of numbers, Haruto's side does have slightly more right now.
"The Ryudoji Clan, the greatest sinners!"
"You are surrounded! Hand over the Shinenju and surrender immediately, awaiting the judgment of the Soul Society!"
--However, Soi Fon's habitual statement before capturing someone was somewhat unnecessary.
"Surround?"
Ganryū Ryūdōji didn't even glance at Soi Fon.
"Your understanding of the concept of number of people..."
"Clang."
Ryudoji flicked the blade of his Zanpakuto lightly.
As the invisible sound waves spread throughout the Valley of Screams, countless familiar red-hatted figures began to emerge from the surrounding space.
"There's some misunderstanding."
"..."
Haruto and the others exchanged a glance.
As expected, the Ryudoji Clan could summon reinforcements almost inexhaustibly within the territory of Valley of Screams.
"Your Haruto."
Ganryū Ryūdōji did not immediately control the Blanks to launch an attack.
What is your reason for coming here?
"I suspect the Soul Society doesn't even have an hour left to maneuver."
Ganryū Ryūdōji has a considerable understanding of Soul Society... no, to be precise, of the Central 46 Chambers and the aristocratic system it represents.
"When the Kidō Cannon fires... you don't really think I'll let you leave Valley of Screams safely, do you?"
"..."
Since the other side knew about the existence of the Kidō Cannon, it means that from the very beginning they were prepared to perish together: no matter what the cost, they wanted to leave a scar on the history of Soul Society.
"Twenty minutes."
Haruto stated the number directly.
"Oh?"
"It's more demanding than I imagined... or rather, it's more like they value their lives."
Ganryū Ryūdōji wore an expression that said, "I didn't expect this."
"While I appreciate your help, the question from earlier remains unanswered, Haruto—"
"Is it because of Soul Society looking like this?"
However, his smile and composure would completely vanish every time he mentioned the words "Soul Society".
"... No."
Haruto glanced at Agata in the distance.
"It's not that great."
"I just really hate having had that experience once... the feeling of seeing familiar faces leave right before my eyes."
Haruto replied without any hesitation.
So it's based on personal likes and dislikes?
Ganryū Ryūdōji smiled again, his gaze now filled with even more admiration than before.
"You could say that."
Haruto did not shy away from discussing Ganryū Ryūdōji's statement.
"And are your companions aware of this selfishness?"
"Apart from Kisuke Urahara, who is genuinely 'for the Soul Society,' everyone else probably has their own ulterior motives."
Words can be used to manipulate people's hearts.
The people who come here, apart from Soi Fon, really aren't the type to stick to their principles... It's already a good thing they're not just looking for fun.
"Has the Soul Society of today even abandoned the facade of righteousness?"