Aizen Sosuke × Draw Your Sword! The Showdown Between the Old and New Suns

"We think the flowers on the rock face are beautiful because we are standing on the rock face. There's no need to be afraid, because we are like the flowers, and our feet haven't stepped outside the rock face."

Like the moon's reflection in water, or a flower in a mirror, who can truly distinguish between reality and illusion? Why insist on trying to tell the difference?

Just like humans, who are merely apes in magnificent robes, gods are simply humans adept at disguise.

Seireitei.

Shino Academy.

A calligraphy teacher who also served as the captain of the Fifth Division of the Gotei Thirteenth Division, taking advantage of another graduating class, thoughtfully demonstrated his Zanpakuto to everyone, and then quietly conducted a "hypnotic test" on everyone before smiling and saying goodbye, heading back to the Fifth Division barracks.

He found his desk, spread out a piece of white paper, dipped his pen in ink and wrote a big word "quiet" in the blank space. The word "quiet" did not have the iron hook silver painting as expected, but was soft and handsome, like a man.. He was favored and respected by the students. "Captain Aizen is nice and handsome, gentle and considerate, and knows how to take care of everyone's emotions. He is really a perfect man..."There is a nymphomaniac female student who has made some "obsessive comments" behind his back more than once, and dared to look at him with a pair of "starry eyes" in front of a man. In this regard,

Aizen always responded gently.

It seems he always wears the same expression, never revealing any Negative Emotions other than "gentleness" that would compromise his dignity, such as "anger," "mockery," "jealousy," or even... a trace of "sadness."

But today, as he pushed open the door and stood beside Aizen, watching him continuously wield his brush, writing one "quiet" character after another on blank sheets of paper, he saw Gin Ichimaru, the former vice-captain of the Fifth Division who had assisted Ichimaru Gin and was now officially the captain of the Third Division.

With his hands tucked into his wide robe sleeves, he squinted at Aizen and said, "Strange, I haven't seen you write the character 'quiet' in a hundred years. Let me guess..."

"Your heart,"

"It's all messed up..."

The man, who described himself as "a snake, with cold skin and no emotions, who only seeks out prey and swallows it whole," asserted in a Kyoto accent.

Aizen's long brown hair cascaded down his back, appearing slightly menacing in contrast to Ichimaru Gin's smooth, light purple short hair. He remained silent, simply continuing to write the word "stillness," occasionally adjusting his black-rimmed glasses to prevent them from drooping. With a slight twitch of his earlobe, he let Ichimaru Gin continue, stroking his chin, and said, "Hmm... there aren't many things that can disturb our Captain Aizen's peace of mind. Scratch..." "Let me think,"

At one point, Ichimaru Gin paused, then abruptly asked, "Is it related to the Captain-Commander?"

As he finished speaking, Aizen paused, his pen still in his hand. This immediately caused Ichimaru Gin's narrow eyes to narrow, and he said knowingly, "Everyone's saying the Captain-Commander's been acting strangely lately. It seems... he really does have a problem..."

"Silver," Aizen drew his strokes, and the last horizontal line of the word "quiet" was dragged out by him, destroying the overall beauty.

This time, the Fifth Division Captain, who always presented himself as a "gentle and kind-hearted person," pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, abruptly raised his head, glanced at Ichimaru Gin, and said, "Don't speak ill of the Captain-Commander."

Ichimaru Gin's short, light purple hair swayed slightly as he tucked his right hand back into his sleeve, saying casually, "I'm just curious. Aren't you curious too?"

While Aizen was silent, he changed another piece of paper and continued to write the word "quiet". He said without raising his head, "You know better than me where the third team's opponent's house is. The door is behind you."

"I won't see you off..."

Ichimaru Gin: "."

His slender eyes narrowed slightly.

After a moment of silence, he slowly turned and left.

"Creak~" The office door opened and closed again. A greeting could be faintly heard from outside, followed by... Hinamori Momo, the current vice-captain of the Fifth Division, with her hair tied up in a bun, wearing a standard Shihakusho and the insignia of the Fifth Division vice-captain on her left shoulder. Carrying a basket of peaches, she greeted Ichimaru Gin, Gate of Opening, and quietly placed the peaches on a corner of the desk.

"Captain, have a peach."

"Peaches are sweet." The petite girl, with her large brown eyes blinking, said cutely.

Aizen, who had just been displeased by Ichimaru Gin's "test," finally smiled slightly and said to Hinamori Momo, "Leave it there, I'll eat it."

Hinamori Momo nodded, took another look, and lifted the edge of the table to see Aizen writing the word "quiet" one after another on the blank paper, and blurted out. "Hey, captain, you haven't written this word for a long time."

"Has it been a long time?" Aizen put down his pen.

"It's been a long time, let me count..." Hinamori Momo seriously started counting on her fingers.

Aizen watched her with a smile, and after a moment, she said, "It's been a hundred years."

Seireitei placed his pen on the pen holder, looked out the window through the window lattice, and saw the Seireitei bathed in the afterglow as always. A ripple of emotion crossed his eyes as he recalled this day a hundred years ago.

He used hundreds of souls possessing the power of Soul Reaper to create the incomplete Hogyoku.

It was also during his time targeting the young Matsumoto Rangiku that he brought trouble upon himself and became acquainted with Ichimaru Gin.

It was also the day he... wholeheartedly wanted to surpass the limits of Soul Reaper, a day he was determined and certain... could do it.

Aizen stared blankly out the window, motionless for a moment...

Hinamori Momo took a bite of the peach, held out her fair hand, and waved it in front of him, asking curiously, "Hey~ Captain, what are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought..."

The young Shinigami, Toshiro's childhood Soul Reaper, is clearly still quite immature and rather... unruly.

She devoured peaches one after another, like a hamster, her mouth bulging out. This brought Aizen back to his senses, and he couldn't help but ruffle her little head, replying with a mixture of amusement and ambiguity, "Yeah~ what was I thinking about?"

Why is my heart in turmoil?

Gin was right. The man turned his head and gazed into the depths of Seireitei, at the barracks of the First Division, his gaze deep as he murmured to himself, "It's all because of you, Captain-Commander!"

"How could someone as profound and steadfast as you, with over two thousand years of history, suddenly space out? Or suddenly lose focus?"

"Or is there something, something happening behind the scenes that I'm unaware of, that's drawing your attention, or perhaps..." Aizen's eyes narrowed suddenly. "Something... someone?!"

"Crunch!" Another peach went into Hinamori Momo's belly.

Feeling the warmth from above her head, the little girl shyly offered Aizen a peach, stammering, "Captain... you should have some too." Aizen: "Okay."

I took the peach and took a small bite; it was crisp and sweet.

Thoughts drifted away, but were not brought back by the delicious peach. Instead, like the spiritual wind blowing throughout the Seireitei, they hovered outside, fixed on the location of the First Division's dormitory.

It took a long time before it was able to fly back...

"Whoosh!" The wind is blowing, blowing out of the Seireitei blue sky.

The Demon Slayer world is blown out, the night is deep.

midnight.

Demon Slayer: World of Demon Slayer.

An old man and a young boy, their backs to the Moonlight, stood high in the sky. Without the illumination of the light, they instantly transformed into two inconspicuous black dots in the sky, disappearing from the sight of the Demon Slayer crew.

"The sun... has disappeared... The great sun god has returned to his divine kingdom. May you bless my son/my wife/my father/mother, granting them good health and all things going smoothly..."

"And me,"

"Me too,"

"Me too,"

"Namo Amitabha Buddha, praise the sun..."

Worship, prayer, and devotion, like all living beings, continued to provide [Power of Faith], echoing in Roy's ears with a notification sound. Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, wielding Ryujin Jakka, merely glanced down casually. His Reiatsu, carried by a gentle breeze, swept across the land, and he instantly noticed... men, women, and children—all living, breathing people... living, breathing people worshipping the Sun-Earring Boy, people grateful to him... So, can this also be called "a mirage"?

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni tilted his head and looked intently at the Sun-Earring Boy, saying, "People's eyes are discerning, devout worship is real, and the stirring of the soul is visible to the naked eye; therefore,"

"Young man, don't try to bully me just because I'm old... I'll show you..."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's white beard was meticulously braided into a twisted shape, almost reaching his toes.

His old eyes glanced casually, exuding an imposing aura without anger. He gripped his cane, which seemed to conceal Ryujin Jakka blade, and watched Roy silently.

Roy glanced at the panel without making a sound.

[Panel Notification: [Power of Faith] +0.0001 +0.0001 +0.002...][Current [Power of Faith]: 578]

And with lightning speed, it continued its rapid ascent...

A faint smile curved his lips, and he loosened his grip on his back, causing a strand of his long, fiery red hair to fall down and land on the tip of his nose. "The Captain is joking," he said.

"With your experience and knowledge, how could I dare to bully you?" The Sun-Earring Boy shrugged and said, "Before, I only did a few small things for them, it's nothing..."

According to the original Demon Slayer story, even without his intervention, the Demon Slayer Corps, with Tanjiro joining them, would be able to defeat Muzan and eliminate the Demon within the next two or three years, restoring peace to the world.

"No, small or large, it's not up to you to decide," Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's scarred old face silently recounted the past. His gaze, peeking out from between his eyes, swept over faces belonging to Rengoku Kyojuro Himejima Gyomei Ubuyashiki Kagaya, and every ordinary person crawling on the ground in this vast world, and he murmured, "They have the final say."

Roy was speechless.

There was no further rebuttal at this point.

Accept it with equanimity and gratitude.

"That's what I hoped for too," the Sun-Earring Boy said, his long, fiery red hair swept back from his head, the bright moon shining behind him as he looked down upon the earth. "I hope it can bring them even the slightest glimmer of hope."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni nodded in agreement. "It seems that, like the Human World, this place has also experienced... suffering."

In this Human World, there are illusory beings... corrupted Undead, unwilling to perish, have opened [the Negacion] to wreak havoc on the Human Realm.

Demon Slayer the demons, rampaging through the night and feeding on humans.

However, that's all in the past... The past has vanished like smoke, there's no need to mention it again.

Roy composed himself, glancing sideways at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, his gaze lingering on the cane in Yamamoto's hand... All things are reduced to ashes; the Ryujin Jakka, impossible to ignore.

"It's called Ryujin Jakka." Noticing Roy's gaze, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni gently stroked his cane as if caressing a lover, speaking in a deep voice. Roy's eyes followed the rhythm of his fingertips, and he took a deep breath, saying, "I know."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni a white eyebrow. "I don't know, but you do."

Roy: "I know you don't know I do."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni:..."

Visible to the naked eye

A sharp pain shot through his forehead, and a prominent, bulging vein, like the long, grotesque cross-shaped scar across his cheek, suddenly appeared. The old man's gaze turned menacing. "Boy! In two thousand years, you're the first person to dare speak to me like that!"

"What about the others?"

They're all dead!

Having lived for over two thousand years, he fought for over two thousand years, and the captain who emerged victorious lived up to his name.

Roy fell silent.

The Sun-Earring Boy faced Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, feeling the explosive power within his gaunt body, and said honestly, "I said, I didn't mean it, do you believe me?"

"Now that you're here, whether you believe me or not is irrelevant," Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni said calmly, his white beard swaying in the wind. "Draw your sword... A sword that transforms into the blazing sun should not be hidden; it should shine brightly in all directions."

"Boom!" Suddenly, a domineering, scorching, and unreasonable Reiatsu tore through the darkness, shattered the Moonlight, and rushed towards Roy with a whoosh.

"Swoosh..." Wood chips flew everywhere... The Ryujin Jakka, hidden in the cane, revealed itself in a flash under the Moonlight, and was immediately seized by Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, the tip of the blade pointed directly at Roy's face.

Combined with Reiatsu,

In an instant, Roy's senses were plunged into an infernal Rengoku, and his breathing became rapid!

Draw your sword! Draw your sword! Draw your sword!

"As the Commander-in-Chief requests, so it is my wish!"

Suddenly, a sword rang out!

"Sing!"

The blazing sun soared into the sky.

The [Eclipse] trembled, manifested by Roy, turning red in one second, igniting in two seconds, and bursting into raging flames in three seconds.

As Roy opened all the Aura Nodes in his body, a burst of energy erupted, allowing him to withstand the Reiatsu impact of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

At this midnight,

A sudden change occurred!

The night sky was illuminated once more, but this time, there wasn't just one sun, but... two! One based on "Nen Qi," and the other on "Reiatsu."

In an instant, even the moon that the two were carrying on their backs dimmed!

"Whoosh~" Just as Roy had finished absorbing the Spider Lily, he had voluntarily restrained his Nen Qi, restored the darkness, and then gotten up from the ground to return to normal life, the men, women, young and old were either covering themselves with blankets to continue sleeping, or getting dressed to prepare for the morning's work, or putting on coats and tucking the children in, when suddenly, they were illuminated by the strong light shining in from outside the window!

The person was stunned for a moment.

He dashed out of the house in a panic, looked up at the sky.

One by one,

He was immediately stunned, completely dumbfounded!

Two... two suns?!