Sosuke naturally had no idea what was happening inside his body.
However, if he knew that Suigetsu and the Hogyoku were still locked in this kind of struggle, he would probably feel rather helpless.
After all, to him,
both of them seemed to have been with him ever since he was born, growing alongside his body and holding extraordinary significance.
By now, after spending so much time together, Sosuke had naturally learned a few things.
For example, Kyoka Suigetsu and the Hogyoku came from other mysterious worlds.
Unlike the chakra used by the shinobi of this world, the people there seemed to wield a power called Reiryoku.
Under Suigetsu's instruction, Sosuke had learned through various fragments of description and his own understanding that he could use the Hogyoku to imitate some of the abilities that could only be unleashed through Reiryoku.
As time passed, Sosuke had never voiced it, but one question had always occupied his thoughts.
That was... who... exactly was Aizen...
The Lord Aizen the Hogyoku spoke of... the Lord Aizen Kyoka Suigetsu was so reluctant to leave behind...
What kind of person... was he, exactly...
Keeping everything buried deep in his heart, Sosuke had grown rapidly with Suigetsu and the Hogyoku's help, right up to the present day.
The next morning.
The Royal Capital of the Land of Fire.
Inside Shijimi Tamako's Daimyo Mansion.
Like a grand, sprawling palace, Tamako's mansion was built with extravagant opulence. It was also the residence she had prepared for Sosuke.
Tamako had never imagined that the day would truly come when Sosuke appeared there.
Living beneath the same roof as Sosuke felt like a dream she had scarcely dared to hope for.
In a finely furnished room, its decorations arranged with graceful elegance,
Tamako suddenly opened her eyes and woke