"I had no intention of working for the Soul Society..."
"Nor did I want to clean up the Soul Society's mess."
"If you don't attack me and simply leave like this..."
"I can turn a blind eye to it."
Although Hiyori Sarugaki had stopped Aizen from further harming the Shinigami stationed there, she did not want to invite trouble. Or rather, out of resentment toward the Soul Society, Hiyori Sarugaki wanted nothing to do with anything related to it.
And the white humanoid creature before her was clearly some kind of product of the Soul Society.
If Aizen were still within the Soul Society, Hiyori Sarugaki might have intervened.
But Aizen had already failed, and who knew which realm he had ended up wandering into.
Although the humanoid creature before her bore traces of Hollowfication, Hiyori Sarugaki would never connect it to Aizen.
Although Hiyori Sarugaki had stated that she did not wish to involve herself in the grudge between the person before her and the Shinigami, Aizen clearly had no intention of letting this Vice-Captain-level Reishi delicacy escape.
With a whoosh, Aizen vanished from where he stood.
Immediately afterward, Hiyori Sarugaki felt a stabbing pain around her skin.
That was the level of Hakuda achieved only by compressing Spiritual Power into one's hands and feet, capable of producing immense destructive force.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal striking metal rang out.
Hiyori Sarugaki instantly drew her Zanpakuto.
Her Zanpakuto collided with Aizen's fist with a sharp ring, yet there was no spray of flesh and blood.
Instead, Aizen's fist remained completely unharmed. It seemed that the white Hollowfied substance not only concealed his face, but also granted him extraordinary defensive power.
"So hard?"
Hiyori Sarugaki frowned and increased the strength in her hand.
Though she was small in stature, a