Vacant Captaincies

Three days later.

The order in the Seireitei, which had been thrown into disarray by Aizen, finally began to gradually recover.

The examination of Aizen's body had also yielded results.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri repeatedly conducted careful analyses of the spiritual pressure lingering on Aizen's corpse.

Because of Aizen's death,

Illusion had also lost the power of its blade spirit.

However,

the Zanpakuto that had only just reverted to an Asauchi still retained traces of its former spiritual pressure.

Through various comparisons and analyses,

at last,

Kurotsuchi Mayuri reached the conclusion that Aizen was dead.

Once this conclusion was announced,

everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The weight that had been lodged in their throats

finally fell away.

Especially those who had witnessed Aizen act on Sōkyoku Hill that day.

That guy had truly been terrifying.

If Aizen had pulled another stunt,

they would really have been finished.

Within the Thirteenth Division,

Jushiro Ukitake summoned Lin Feng to the captain's office.

"Lin Feng, please, have a seat."

Jushiro Ukitake stepped out from behind his desk, brewed a pot of tea at the coffee table, and gestured invitingly.

"Please have some tea."

After Lin Feng sat down, he lifted his teacup and smiled. "Captain Ukitake, there's no need for us to be so formal with each other, is there?"

Jushiro Ukitake smiled faintly. "There is, there is. If Lin Feng-kun hadn't acted at such a crucial moment this time, I'm afraid the entire Soul Society would have fallen into chaos."

In response,

Lin Feng merely smiled.

He did not overly humble himself.

After all,

what Ukitake had said was an objective fact.

Without him,

Aizen would still have been putting on an act in front of them.

"By the way, Captain Ukitake, you called me here so urgently. It wasn't just to