The Yakuza, Run Wild

The Arrancar who were following Barragan's orders had just begun to move when they found themselves in an unfamiliar space.

The area is filled with World of the Living- style buildings, and the streets and alleys of all sizes are haphazardly filled, immediately separating this group of Arrancar.

The changes in the surrounding environment did not cause panic among the Arrancar. Most of them had some understanding of the World of the Living. The main question was where the Bleach had changed the environment was.

A bright ray of moonlight illuminated the center of the road, and a mechanical roar echoed through the road, instantly drawing the attention of Arrancar nearby.

The moonlight acted like a spotlight, instantly making the person in the picture the center of attention: a pompadour, large sunglasses, and a black special forces uniform with sparkling star decorations on the hem, and the words "benevolence and righteousness" written in large characters on the back of the uniform.

The person dressed in this unconventional attire was none other than Tetsuzōzaemon Iba, who had activated his ability. His Bankai created a domain that trapped all the Arrancar within it; this was Shiba's stage.

The Shiba carried a huge baseball bat on his shoulder, with a fang-like spike protruding from the top of the bat; this was a weapon called the Snake Fang.

At this moment, the Shiba was leaning against a Honda Valkyrie, a bright red motorcycle with a small "seven" flag on the front.

"Extreme Star - Roaring Sound!"

This is the Bankai of the Shiba, filled with his personal style, a Yakuza style based on benevolence and righteousness, and a heart full of unruliness that breaks the shackles of rules.

"Alright, the game is about to begin. Can you guys run a lap with me?"

Shiba pointed his baseball bat at the group of Arrancar and arrogantly declared his intention to fight. This immediately enraged the Arrancar, who unleashed their Resurrección, reverting to their original Gillian forms and charging towards Shiba.

Baron of Storms, Dragon Fist, Volcano Beast...

Despite the increasing pressure, Shiba showed no fear. He kicked the Valkyrie, and the motorcycle roared to life, speeding down the street in driverless mode and scattering the Arrancar.

"Come on! Men fight!"

Shiba appeared in front of the Volcano Beast, picked up the Snake Fang Baseball Bat, and delivered a powerful blow to its head. With a crack, like a watermelon shattering, Shiba smashed most of the Volcano Beast's head open.

He can take down one in an instant. The biggest difference between the Shiba and the Ikkaku is that he will never be headstrong. He has no need to confront the powerful arms of the Volcano Beast head-on. He will directly attack the opponent's weakness.

The defeat of the Volcano Beast did not elicit negative emotions from the Arrancar. There was little emotional connection between Hollows to begin with; on the contrary, they even felt joy, because...

The Shiba, having landed a fatal blow, was now surrounded by the Arrancar. Despite noticing the sneers around him, the Shiba remained calm, as he had already heard his companions' voices.

The roar of motorcycles continued. Without even Shiba head, he knew the motorcycles were coming. As always, they scattered the onlookers. With one hand on the Shiba, he jumped onto the motorcycle, broke through the encirclement, and rode away.

This is why Renji sent Shiba to deal with the relatively weaker Arrancar. Iba, with his Shiba, is extremely mobile, and Shiba fang-like baseball bat has a powerful single-target killing ability.

In this dark city, the Shiba has the ability to strike and retreat, making it a one-man Shiba.

"Hateful!"

There are intelligent people among the Arrancar; he knows that letting the Shiba go will make this battle much more difficult.

Baron of Storms activated a tornado that coiled around himself and immediately chased after the Shiba. Wheel Iron Swallow did the same; possessing the ability to fly like a bird, she was even faster than Baron of Storms, soaring into the night sky to search for traces of the Shiba.

Even if the Arrancar reacted quickly, they still couldn't catch up with the Shiba. In this maze of streets and alleys, the Shiba could easily shake off its pursuers with just a clever turn.

As the machine sped along the Shiba, the roar of motorcycles echoed through the dark city, punctuated by occasional hoarse screams—the screams of lone Arrancar being picked off one by one by the Shiba.

Wheel Iron Swallow was getting anxious. The narrow alleys of the town completely restricted her actions. Her enormous bird body meant she could only watch from the sky as one tragedy after another occurred below. If she chose to swoop down, the Shiba would immediately abandon the attack and flee.

The Wheel Iron Swallow, furious, could only gnaw at the sky; the only way to pursue the Shiba was to rely on the Baron of Storms, who could navigate through alleyways.

The elegant Baron of Storms was no match for the speed of the chariot-riding Shiba. If it weren't for the Wheel Iron Swallow guiding him through the air, he would have almost lost his position at the Shiba.

Unlike the frustrated attitude of the two pursuers behind him, he remained calm and composed in the Shiba, which was his favorite fighting rhythm.

In terms of individual combat ability alone, Shiba is even the weakest among all the Vice-Captain. He can only use the mobility of his motorcycle to hold back some Bankai users who are not Bankai enough.

In addition, his Bankai also includes motorcycles, which are not part of his body, making it extremely difficult for him to Shiba Bankai. It was only after Renji had Bankai that he was able to barely transform his weapon into a baseball bat.

Fortunately, this Bankai suited Shiba's personal style very well, which is why he dared to take on the non- Espada Arrancar who was following Barragan after completing his Bankai.

The cruel prelude paused temporarily, and the streets seemed to return to silence. A nameless fear surged into the hearts of every Arrancar in the street. Compared to the screams that rose and fell, the silence of the night was even more frightening.

An even stronger sense of unease arose in Wheel Iron Swallow's heart. Despite having the advantage of high altitude, she had not spotted anyone at the Shiba, which was the most terrifying thing.

Where is it? The Wheel Iron Swallow kept flying through the air. This town is only so big. The Shiba even hides the traces of spiritual pressure. She can't find this hateful Bleach at all.

Wheel Iron Swallow was a little tired, so she habitually occupied the position on the tallest building in the town to get the best view.

However, the moment she landed, the Roar of the motorcycle rang in her ears once again.

An illusion? Or...?

Wheel Iron Swallow turned around in alarm, and it wasn't an illusion, because the roar of the motorcycle was right behind her!

The spinning tires magnified in Wheel Iron Swallow's vision as Shiba motorcycle was used as a weapon, wielding it like a large sword and smashing it towards the Arrancar.

From the moment he started escaping on his bicycle, the Shiba had already planned to deal with the eye on his head. As long as the Wheel Iron Swallow didn't provide him with a view, the remaining Arrancar were just for him to play with.

After turning off the car lights at the Shiba, he carried the motorcycle directly up the tallest building on his lap. He knew very well the habits of these creatures that occupied high ground and were bound to take the commanding position.

Sure enough, he caught the swallow at the Shiba. He didn't use a baseball bat to shoot directly because the Wheel Iron Swallow was too big, and using a baseball bat alone might allow it to escape.

Therefore, the Shiba chose to suppress the enemy directly with motorcycles. Not only that, he also started the motorcycles, and with the motorcycles' own spiritual pressure, he was able to forcefully suppress the Wheel Iron Swallow the moment they met.

As expected, Wheel Iron Swallow was suppressed by the motorcycles used in the Shiba. The wheels were almost rubbing sparks off her face. The full weight of the motorcycles was pressing down on her, rendering her wings and claws useless.

Seizing the opportunity, the Shiba smashed one of the Wheel Iron Swallow's wings off with a single blow.

The pain caused the Wheel Iron Swallow to unleash her potential, directly overturning the suppression of the Shiba. However, in doing so, she lost the ability to fly and escape after losing one wing.

The objective of the Shiba has been achieved. With the Wheel Iron Swallow rendered unable to fly, and given that this is the highest point in the town, other Arrancar won't be able to get there in a short time, giving him ample time to deal with the Wheel Iron Swallow.

Using motorcycles as greatswords and baseball bats as short knives, the long and short swords danced together in a variety of ways. The Wheel Iron Swallow, whose arm had already been severed, could not withstand the relentless attacks from the Shiba. In just a couple of rounds, it was left with nothing but air in and out.

"Am I still too late?" Baron of Storms slowly floated down. He had rushed over as quickly as he sensed the unusual spiritual pressure from the Wheel Iron Swallow, but he was still a little too late.

"Perfect timing, it's your turn!" Shiba said, pointing a baseball bat at Baron Storm.

"Indeed, but I might not be the only one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce wind rose around the building, and one intact Arrancar after another was carried up by the storm. While being toyed with by the Shiba, Baron Storm did not chase in vain, but used his wind to catch those intact Arrancar.

On his way to the location of the Wheel Iron Swallow, Baron of Storms used his winds to guide the Arrancar there. All he had done was to lift Arrancar all to the rooftop, creating an encirclement around the Shiba.

"Perfect timing! Kill him!" The half-dead Wheel Iron Swallow suddenly perked up and shouted that he would take down Shiba.

"That's quite a show of force." Shiba took off his sunglasses and stuffed them into his clothes. Surrounded by people, and with the motorcycles not moving out, it seemed that the only option left was to fight head-on.

However, he wasn't fighting alone.

The engine the Roar as it slowly circled the Shiba, like a fierce lion guarding its territory.

The moment they put away their sunglasses, the Shiba had already made its choice: men are meant to fight!

Ignoring the baseball bat crackling and flaming on the ground, Shiba dragged his weapon and charged towards Baron of Storms. If he could take down this Arrancar, he would still have a chance to restart the game!

In front of Las Noches, both Tsuna and Sora Inoue noticed fluctuations in the spiritual pressure of the Shiba.

"Are you alright? That fierce-looking Grim Bleach?" Sora Inoue asked.

"One of the biggest advantages of these domain-type Bankai is that they automatically dissipate when their bodies can no longer hold on," Tsuna said confidently. "As long as he has a breath left, Shiba won't die."

"I should be more worried about the other guys fighting in the real world than the Shiba; they don't have the self-protection of a domain."

Tsuna's gaze swept around, taking in sight of the battlefield, which resembled a mountain.

(PS: Regarding the Bankai of the Shiba, some say it's the Koi Fishing in the Sea, but I think that's a waste of his gangster loyalty. Plus, after he became the captain, he had a pompadour hairstyle, so I added the biker gang element to it.)

In conclusion, the Bankai of the Shiba becomes a combination of Kokoro's Yakuza and a biker gang.

Raised under the tutelage of Iba Shiba, the "wife of the Yakuza," Tetsuzōzaemon Iba upholds principles and values righteousness, yet yearns for a brief moment of freedom within the constraints of his tough-guy persona, much like a biker gang member.

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