First Encounter, Marechiyo Omaeda! (Please Read!)

One day, two days, three days...

Time flew by, and the plan of Gilgamesh was proceeding very smoothly.

When those who had rushed in from outside Kumu Street actually received the free water and brought it back, it immediately caused a sensation.

Those who had originally been skeptical were forced to believe the truth in the face of the facts.

They could no longer care about any conspiracy theories, scrambling and rushing toward Kumu Street, fearing that if they went too late, there would be no free water left to collect.

Of course, during this time, there were also some who had not witnessed the methods of Gilgamesh and attempted to seize all the water.

Although they guessed that the background of Gilgamesh was not simple, driven by greed and desire, they could no longer care about such things.

As for the result, these people were all executed by Gilgamesh.

The people present at the time, as well as Renji Abarai and Rukia, would never forget the scene of that day.

Gilgamesh...

No, the King, sat upright on a golden throne, while hundreds of golden ripples emerged in the void behind him, and from each ripple, a weapon exuding a heart-stopping aura appeared.

These weapons were like the King's loyal guards; sensing the wrath directed at the King, they shot out from the ripples, directly blasting those disrespectful fools into fragments and dust.

From that day on, the image of King Gilgamesh was completely imprinted in the hearts of the people.

Kumu Street.

Gilgamesh sat on his golden throne, with a man kneeling below him, currently making a report.

"The registration of personnel information is progressing very smoothly..."

"...The total population currently registered is 5,356."

For a nation, the population is always the most important thing.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Gilgamesh had planned to conduct a census of Inuzuri and create the initial household register, which would also facilitate future management.

After the man finished his report, Gilgamesh nodded gently and replied: "Mm, I know. You may withdraw."

Upon hearing this, the man stood up respectfully and left.

Within these three days, as more and more people arrived, Gilgamesh selected dozens more to join his ranks, and the number of water buckets was increased to twenty.

This was the reason why over 5,000 people could be registered in just three short days.

The sky had gradually darkened, but people still came in an endless stream to collect water.

Today was the third day since the plan of Gilgamesh began.

Starting tomorrow, water would no longer be free, and Gilgamesh would also begin the next step of his plan.

However, before that, there were still some matters to deal with.

Gilgamesh rose slowly and walked in a certain direction.

The movements of Gilgamesh were soon noticed, but no one dared to say anything.

In the minds of the crowd, the image of King Gilgamesh had already become fully realized.

Decisive in killing, bestowing both favor and awe, unfathomable...

Because Renji Abarai and Rukia were too exhausted from these past few days, they were currently fast asleep at a temporary resting spot not far away.

Gilgamesh did not wake them; he would handle this matter by himself.

The night in Inuzuri was pitch black. Because it was so poor and backward, basically no household possessed lighting such as oil lamps or candles.

Such items were considered luxury goods in Inuzuri.

This also resulted in people basically staying indoors during the nights in Inuzuri.

However, Inuzuri had been different lately. Because of the free water distributed by Gilgamesh, water was no longer in extreme shortage, which caused the crime rate in Inuzuri to drop significantly.

Therefore, even though it was night, many people dared to step out of their homes, relying on the dim moonlight and the faint starlight to see their way.

Most of them were doing so to collect water.

The changes in Inuzuri were felt most deeply by those living at the very bottom of Kumu Street.

Because of this, they were grateful to Gilgamesh from the bottom of their hearts and recognized him.

In their hearts, if Gilgamesh could truly rule and manage Inuzuri, he would surely make it better and better.

Through the King's Path System, Gilgamesh knew that over 500 people had already recognized him, providing him with King's Path Points.

It was just that they had only provided 1 point each, which could not compare to the likes of Renji Abarai and Rukia, who were key plot characters.

Omaeda Water Shop.

The owner, Ichiro Mizunaka, sat at the counter with a miserable face, looking at the shop full of water, feeling an indescribable bitterness.

In the past, water was a hot commodity in Inuzuri, and Ichiro Mizunaka never had to worry about it not selling.

But ever since Gilgamesh began distributing free water, water had become a stagnant product that simply would not sell.

After all, with free water available, how could the already impoverished people spend money to buy it?

This had led to this place, once the most bustling area in Inuzuri, becoming the quietest.

At the same time, Ichiro Mizunaka felt deeply uneasy.

When Gilgamesh had slaughtered those intruders back then, Ichiro Mizunaka had actually been hiding among the crowd.

To Ichiro Mizunaka, Gilgamesh's actions were no different from cutting off his own source of wealth.

And cutting off a man's livelihood was akin to killing his parents.

It was impossible for Ichiro Mizunaka to have no ill thoughts toward Gilgamesh.

However, Ichiro Mizunaka had always been a cautious man.

Gilgamesh's origins were extremely mysterious, and coupled with his ability to command such vast quantities of water, Ichiro Mizunaka was deeply wary of his background.

Therefore, Ichiro Mizunaka did not confront Gilgamesh directly, but instead secretly instigated a group of people to go and cause trouble for him.

Of course, Ichiro Mizunaka did not believe that the people he sent could truly deal with Gilgamesh; he merely wanted to probe his origins and strength.

Yet, Ichiro Mizunaka had not expected to witness a scene that would shake his very soul.

Even though two days had passed, whenever he recalled that scene, Ichiro Mizunaka could not stop his heart from trembling.

He did not know if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that after Gilgamesh had slaughtered those intruders, those deep, majestic, wine-red eyes had looked toward him, whether intentionally or not.

It was this very glance that left Ichiro Mizunaka feeling anxious, constantly worried that Gilgamesh would discover his despicable schemes and come to settle the score.

Ichiro Mizunaka knew very well that if Gilgamesh were truly angered and unleashed his thunderous methods upon him, his fate would be the same as those intruders: reduced to fragments and dust.

Ichiro Mizunaka wanted to flee, but he did not.

Because he still had a trump card, and that trump card was the Omaeda Clan backing him.

The message had already been sent, and he trusted that the Omaeda Clan had already dispatched someone.

Ichiro Mizunaka only hoped that the Omaeda Clan would send a Bleach.

Ichiro Mizunaka had a bit of insight, though not much.

In his view, Gilgamesh must also be a Bleach, and those mysterious, unfathomable methods were likely the abilities of the Zanpakuto he possessed.

Therefore, only a Bleach could deal with Gilgamesh.

Ichiro Mizunaka did not know that the very Gilgamesh who made him so uneasy had already arrived at the shop entrance.

Just as Gilgamesh was about to enter the shop, he seemed to notice something and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Then, he heard a frivolous, arrogant voice from behind: "Looking at you, you must be that so-called King?"

Turning his head, Gilgamesh saw a familiar figure dressed in a Shihakusho.

Marechiyo Omaeda!