King and Queen?

At that moment, Aizen Sōsuke's mind was in turmoil. He could not even clearly remember how the long-awaited dinner had ended.

There was only one conclusion constantly surfacing in Aizen Sōsuke's mind: kings could not coexist with kings.

His reason had clearly reached its judgment, understanding that this conclusion was undoubtedly absolutely correct.

In the past, Aizen Sōsuke had not considered this issue because he had subconsciously regarded Chiba Makoto as the king of the Soul Society, while he himself was the king of Hueco Mundo.

Kings of different territories might be able to coexist.

However, given Chiba Makoto's level, Aizen Sōsuke knew that if either he or Makoto merely took one more step forward, they would set foot upon the throne above the Soul King Palace.

There was only one throne!

When that time came, either he and Makoto would decide a victor to sit upon the throne, or the other would choose submission.

Yet the option of submission had never once arisen in Aizen Sōsuke's mind.

What Aizen Sōsuke sought was a companion with whom he could understand and converse, and he could never tolerate bowing beneath anyone.

There is no solution!

A trace of gloom appeared on Aizen Sōsuke's face as he murmured, "Makoto, did you see a more distant future than I did, and were you warning me?"

Yet Aizen Sōsuke could not accept, no matter what, a future in which he and Chiba Makoto fought each other to the death.

What difference was there between a world without Makoto, someone with whom he could understand and converse, and being trapped in the eternally dark, silent Muken?

In such a world, let alone sitting upon the throne, there would not even be the slightest need to exist.

For a moment, Aizen Sōsuke's grave expression even gained