A few days later, First Division Barracks Captain-General executive office.
The atmosphere is solemn and solemn.
Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni Captain-General sat in the main seat. Just sitting there, an invisible pressure filled the entire spacious room.
He was holding a wooden Cane with both hands, his long gray beard hung down to his chest, and his eyes were half open and half closed.
Beside him, Kuchiki Ginrei stood on the left with a calm face, and there were several other Noble Council members, each standing solemnly.
In the center of the room, Kuchiki Kyōka stood upright with his head slightly bowed, waiting for Captain-General's words.
He could feel several eyes falling on him, feeling a lot of pressure, but more importantly, the excitement and expectation of being summoned.
Captain-General Yamamoto spoke slowly, "The Rukongai riot had a wide range of consequences and had a bad impact. Kuchiki Third Seat turned the tide and Lǐfú Shān quickly quelled the large-scale private fight and prevented the situation from further escalating. He is indispensable."
Kuchiki Kyōka felt happy, but did not dare to show it at all on his face. He just lowered his head lower:
"Captain-General is overly praised, this is a matter of duty."
"Yeah." Captain-General Yamamoto nodded slightly and continued.
"There are still many remaining rebel forces hiding in Rukongai, and continuing to clear them out and restore order is the top priority at the moment. In order to effectively respond, I decided to set up a "special crusade force" directly under Captain-General to take charge of this matter."
He paused and his eyes fell on Kuchiki Kyōka:
"Kuchiki Kyōka, I have appointed you. For this purpose, the special force Vice-Captain will be responsible for the follow-up clearing operations. Are you willing?"
Kuchiki Kyōka's heart beat violently several times, and he could hardly restrain his head.
Special Forces Vice-Captain! Directly under Captain-General!
This means that he is not only independent from Sixth Division, but also directly recognized and relied upon by Captain-General Yamamoto! What an honor and trust this is!
From the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at his father Kuchiki Ginrei, who was standing next to him.
The father's face was still expressionless, but Kuchiki Kyōka could feel the complex emotions contained in that gaze.
There is scrutiny, there is worry, and perhaps, there is also a hint of imperceptible... relief?
Without hesitation, Kuchiki Kyōka immediately knelt down on one knee and said in a loud voice:
"Thanks for the trust of Captain-General! My subordinate Kuchiki Kyōka will do his best to eliminate the rebellion and live up to his trust!"
"Get up." Captain-General Yamamoto said in a calm tone, "Detailed personnel deployment and action plans will be issued later. I hope you will make good use of your power and calm down the incident as soon as possible."
"Yes!"
Kuchiki Ginrei stood in front of the window, with his back to Kuchiki Kyōka. The courtyard view outside the window was exquisite and somewhat deliberate.
When he spoke, his voice was as calm as describing the weather, but every word carried weight.
"A person with great power, while controlling the power, may also be dominated by the power."
Kōga stood in the center of the study, with an upright posture and a red Kazahana hanging meticulously on his chest, waiting for his father to continue.
"To establish a harmonious relationship with each other, you must have a heart that cannot overly believe in your own strength."
Ginrei Kuchiki turned around and his eyes fell on Kuchiki Kyōka's face, "I know very well that your power is excellent, but you have not yet had the heart to use this power skillfully."
Kōga's fingers are slightly bent.
"You should regard this incident and credit as a negative example," Ginrei Kuchiki paused.
The study fell into a brief silence, and Kōga could hear his own steady breathing.
Ginrei Kuchiki took a step forward, looked directly at Kōga, and his voice became deeper. "Since you have the name Kuchiki family on your back, you can't act recklessly."
"... Yes." Kōga lowered his head and answered simply.
But somewhere in his heart, something was stirring.
This time Lǐfú Shān's cleaning operation not only received verbal praise from Captain-General Yamamoto, but the follow-up processing was also clean and tidy.
Those Nobles private soldiers and traitors were all killed, thus avoiding subsequent verbal disputes.
Walking around Seireitei these days, he could feel the eyes from all sides.
Awe, curiosity, even a little admiration.
The eyes of the civilians Shinigamis lit up when they looked at him, and the Nobless talked about Kuchiki family's new talents in complicated tones.
He has reputation, strength, and achievements.
Why did it come out wrong when it came to my father's mouth?
Kōga didn't understand, but he didn't refute.
The respect for my father is as unshakable as Kuchiki family's Family Crest.
He just lowered his head and maintained a respectful posture until Ginrei Kuchiki waved him away.
Exit the study, close the sliding door, and walk out along the corridor.
Footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, with a somewhat depressing regularity.
When I stepped out of the Estate gate, the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling.
Kōga squinted his eyes and did not go back to Sixth Division Squad Barracks, nor did he go to Training Ground where he often went. He walked towards the Runlin An suburbs.
The pace is getting faster and faster, and the wind on the cliff is very strong.
Kōga was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with the vast void beneath him.
He closed his eyes and laid his Zanpakutō flat on his lap.
Consciousness sinks.
When Inner world unfolded, he stood on an endless stretch of water.
The water surface was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the gray-white sky. There was nothing around except for the faint outline of an abandoned city in the distance.
"Muramasa."
He called out.
The water surface rippled, and a figure slowly rose from the water.
"Kōga." Muramasa's voice seemed to come from a far away place, but also seemed to ring directly in his mind, "You came to me because of what your father said?"
"He said I'm not proficient in using your power yet, what do you think?"
The water surface began to ripple.
The figure of Muramasa is walking on the water, and ripples appear everywhere where the steps pass.
"Your true power is still unknown."
"No one can predict how powerful it will be in the future."
Kōga frowned slightly.
"But," Muramasa stopped and turned around, "I am your Zanpakutō, Kōga."
He stretched out his hand, palm up.
The water surface suddenly boiled, and the shadows of countless swords rose from the water, densely covering the entire field of vision.
"Believe me." Muramasa said, "Believe in yourself."
Kōga looked at the shadows of those swords, clenched his fists, and power surged through his body.
He could feel Muramasa's response, the smooth feeling of being connected.
Of course he can control this power.
Because the source of this power actually comes from yourself.
Muramasa is a manifestation of the power of one's own soul, and there is no situation that cannot be controlled.
Kōga ended this short period of Heart Meditation, and after strengthening his confidence, he directly started to form a direct unit.
Captain-General Yamamoto gave him great rights. He can select people from any squad. Of course, he must obtain the consent of the squad leader.
However, this is a unit directly under Captain-General, so I believe many people will not refuse.
He didn't plan to find Seat Officer, nor did he plan to find the guy who had been Shinigami for more than fifty years.
This time the army must have young subordinates, only then can we create our own team!
Then quickly complete the suppression of the rebels, making Kuchiki Kyōka's name resound throughout Soul Society.