The Tenth Division's New Captain / Assassination

"Oh, right, Dad. Starting today, we're colleagues. I've also joined the Tenth Division. Let's go report for duty together." Shiba Isshin quickly changed the subject and brought up work.

Shiba Lieutenant knew that they couldn't change reality with their own strength.

What can an ordinary person do even if they know they are being controlled by a super AI? Do they have the power to change reality?

Reality isn't like a novel, where you can defy fate by shouting "My destiny is in my own hands, not in the heavens," or like some anime protagonists with powerful backgrounds and strong bloodlines.

Ordinary people are just ordinary people. They're already doing everything they can to fill their stomachs. Even after encountering the truth of the world, the older brother just coldly said, "Does this affect what I'm eating tonight?"

Then continue to live on with all your might.

The father and son tacitly agreed not to mention the matter again, and then went together to the Tenth Division to rejoin their unit.

To their surprise, the position originally reserved for the Captain of the Tenth Division was not held by Ōtōgawa Utsugi, but by Yamabuki.

At this moment, Yamabuki Chidori wore a bitter and resentful expression, her face devoid of any smile, filled with cold indifference, which sent chills down the spines of the team members beside her.

Just last night, Ōtōgawa Utsugi officially submitted his resignation, stating that according to the previous agreement, Shiba Isshin had successfully joined the Tenth Division, and he could happily resign to open a casino and make big money.

And so, Yamabuki Chidori, who had finally managed to escape from the 11th Division, was firmly placed in the position of Captain of the Tenth Division.

His face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water!

"Lieutenant, you're back? Come and meet our new Captain! Also... Captain... this is some work left behind by the former Captain, please take care of it as soon as possible." The 3rd Seat carried back a mountain of documents and slammed them heavily onto Yamabuki Chidori's desk.

Yamabuki Chidori's facial muscles twitched, and she stiffly turned her head, revealing a gentle smile, "Did your former Captain leave behind so much work? Why didn't he finish it?"

"The Captain said that since he's resigning soon anyway, it doesn't really matter whether he does these jobs or not, so..."

The Yamabuki Chidori smiled, a very bright and beautiful smile.

Ōtōgawa Utsugi! I must have been blind to recruit you into the team!

I rarely take things seriously, and you made me lose so badly, you idiot!

Believe it or not, I'll make sure your casino goes bankrupt on day one!

Yamabuki Chidori was tempted to bring the whole thing to life, but then I thought better of it. Forget it, I shouldn't get angry with someone like that. After all, we've been good friends for over two hundred years.

Calm down, calm down!

It's just work, isn't it? I've lived like this for the past two hundred years, haven't I?

Yamabuki Chidori took a deep breath and suddenly saw Shiba Isshin there too. A plan immediately formed in his mind. "Ōtōgawa Utsugi," he thought, "You're pushing your work onto me, so why can't I push it onto someone else?"

Her previously gloomy Yamabuki Chidori immediately became amiable.

The speed at which the team leader changed his expression left the nearby employees bewildered. Had the new Captain lost his mind?

"Leave your work here. If there's nothing else, you can leave now. I need to get to work. Oh, and Isshin, you stay and help me," said Yamabuki Chidori.

"Huh? Me?" Shiba Isshin pointed to himself with a blank expression. He had just joined the Tenth Division and didn't know anything. How could he help him?

Shiba Lieutenant's eyes lit up. Was this a way to let his son familiarize himself with the Captain's job beforehand?

Without a second thought, he kicked his son hard. "The Captain told you to stay, why aren't you going?"

Shiba Isshin no choice but to obediently stay and work.

Shiba Lieutenant's smile vanished.

"Captain... I really don't know anything about handling this, and I can't help you with anything!" Shiba Isshin said.

"It's nothing! Don't worry about it!" Yamabuki Chidori gave a very gentle smile, "If you don't understand, you can ask me. I'm a very friendly person, and I'm very kind to my subordinates!"

Without hesitation, Yamabuki Chidori of documents in front of her at Shiba Isshin.

"Get these documents sorted out first, then I'm going out for a drink. We can talk about anything else when I get back!" Yamabuki Chidori smiled radiantly. Watching others work while she slacked off was such a wonderful feeling!

Shiba Isshin's eyes twitched incessantly as he said uncertainly, "Captain... these documents must be very important, right? Is it okay to hand them over to a newbie like me? What if something goes wrong?"

Yamabuki Chidori's face immediately turned serious. "Isshin, as your superior, I have to criticize you a bit. Young people should have courage. Don't ask yourself if you can do it, but ask yourself if you dare to do it. What if there are problems with these documents? Of course, you, the person who approved them, will be responsible! How can you push the problem onto me? Alright, you get back to work here, I'm going to have a drink! Bye bye!"

Chapter 136: The New Captain of the Tenth Division

Shiba Isshin at the departing Captain's back, a torrent of curses swirling in his mind. How could such an unreliable person exist in this world? And when problems arose, he refused to take responsibility, trying to pin all the blame on me? Did he think I wouldn't quit?

Suppressing his displeasure, Shiba Isshin finally opened the first file, where he found a small note tucked inside.

"Don't even think about quitting. If the documents aren't finished before I get back, you'll see what I do to you. I'll dress up as a ghost and knock on your window every day."

Shiba Isshin devastated, clutched his head.

What's wrong with this world? Before meeting the "Chief Strategist," my mind was filled with the Visionary about this person.

With exceptional abilities and unparalleled wisdom, he could reduce enemy ships to ashes with a smile. Handsome, dashing, young and promising, responsible, and caring towards his subordinates, this perfectly fits his ideal of a "Chief Strategist."

But after actually meeting this person...

My idol vanished in an instant.

Indeed, idols are the most beautiful things to keep in your heart.

With no other choice, Shiba Isshin could only grit his teeth and start grading the documents in his hands. He was busy from the start of his workday until the end of the workday. After grading a mountain of documents, Shiba Isshin had never felt so tired. His back ached and he felt like he would rather have fought with Adjuchas.

In fact, most of these documents were nothing major; they were just trivial matters that he could handle, even though he was just an ordinary team member.

The reason these matters need to be placed on the Captain's desk is that handling them by anyone other than the Captain would cause disputes.

Only by relying on the Captain's authority can these things be suppressed.

Even if a village party secretary and a provincial governor handle the same matter in exactly the same way, they will get completely different results.

The village party secretary may face a barrage of criticism after handling the matter.

However, after the provincial governor finished dealing with the matter, the mayors, county heads, township heads, and village heads under his command would all unanimously say, "Our leader is wise."

Does it really matter whether the problem has been solved or not?

After dealing with these trivial matters, some truly important things remained. As an ordinary team member Shiba Isshin dared not make decisions on these matters casually, and could only wait for Yamabuki Chidori to return.

As the sun began to set, Yamabuki Chidori finally returned, but she appeared perfectly lucid and did not seem drunk at all.

Of course, he was drinking homemade Wine; how could he not know whether it contained alcohol or not?

"Wow! This is incredibly efficient! It's only been a short time! You've already finished so much work!" Yamabuki Chidori said, feigning surprise.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm very capable! Can I go home now?" Shiba Isshin said listlessly. He originally thought that those people who sat in the office and processed documents had it very easy, but now he realized that this job was not easy at all.

"These are the ones I can't advise on! You'll have to handle them yourself!" Shiba Isshin handed over the remaining documents.

It contains a variety of problems.

For example, some team members suggested they wanted a raise.

Some team members suggested that the number of vacation days should be increased.

Some have suggested that a new set of weapons should be provided.

"What do you think?" Yamabuki Chidori directly passed the question to Shiba Isshin.

"What do you mean, how should I see it? These matters involve the interests of lower-ranking members and the development of our own squad. This shouldn't be a problem I can solve, right?" Shiba Isshin is currently just a lowly member and knows that these are not things he can handle.

"It's alright. Take these documents back and finish them tonight. Show them to me when you come to work tomorrow morning. If I think they're reasonable, I'll issue the order according to your idea. If your idea is unreasonable, I'll tell you why. Go back now!" Yamabuki Chidori said.

Shiba Isshin's expression was very strange.

Could the rumors be true? Is the Chief Strategist really grooming me as a candidate for team Captain?

What are Yamabuki Chidori's own thoughts on this matter?

He really just wanted to be lazy; he had no other intentions. His biggest wish right now was for Shiba Isshin to become a top-tier fighter overnight, just like his son, so he could happily relinquish his position as Captain of the Tenth Division and continue living his carefree life.

If Shiba Isshin knew what Yamabuki Chidori really thought, he'd probably be furious.

And so, this very stable life continued for fifty years.

Gradually, Shiba Isshin went from complaining at the beginning to getting used to his current life.

Whenever she had free time, Yamabuki Chidori would spare no effort to train him in martial arts. Finally, not long ago, Shiba Isshin officially completed the Captain's assessment and became the Captain of the Tenth Division of the Gotei 13.

When the assessment ended, Shiba Isshin carried Adjuchas's corpse directly to the Captain to demonstrate his strength.

Until the Captain Commander announced that Shiba Isshin would be the Captain of the Tenth Division of the Gotei 13, Yamabuki Chidori was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes, and I could finally slack off in peace again.

Today is an unforgettable day. Yamabuki Chidori finally relinquished her position as Captain, and now she can leisurely spend her days sitting in the office, drinking tea, and reading the newspaper. Where else can you find such a good deal?

To celebrate this special day, Yamabuki Chidori drank a few extra glasses of wine tonight, and was so drunk that she staggered home.

Just one street away from his home, a dark figure blocked his way.

"Huh? Who is it?" Yamabuki Chidori looked at the thin figure in front of her, but didn't pay it any mind.

This is Seireitei, my own territory. Who would dare to assassinate me here?

"Hey! Long time no see!" The thin figure let out a mocking laugh.

Because the other person was standing in the shadows, Yamabuki Chidori couldn't see their face clearly.

Judging from the other person's build and voice, I've never seen this person before, so why would they say "long time no see"?

"Have we met before?" asked Yamabuki Chidori.

The person standing in the shadows clicked their tongue and said in an unpleasant tone, "You really have a bad memory. I haven't forgotten your face for even a day."

Yamabuki Chidori raised her eyebrows slightly. Could this young man before her be a human form conjured up from her drunken stupor?

He rubbed his eyes hard, realizing he should drink less alcohol in the future.

"Is there something you need? If not, I'm going home," Yamabuki Chidori said.

The gaunt figure slowly drew his sword and pointed it at the Yamabuki Chidori.

Chapter 137: Assassination

Upon seeing this action, Yamabuki Chidori knew it was definitely a big problem. Over the years, she had offended far too many people. Many Great Noble secretly wanted to kill her, but they simply didn't have the guts. There was also the Tsunayashiro Clan, whom she had eradicated years ago. Although all members had been wiped out on the surface, Yamabuki Chidori later received information that there seemed to be some members of the Tsunayashiro Clan who had escaped. However, they were hiding very cleverly, and she hadn't been able to find them all these years.

Could this gaunt figure before me be a remnant of the Tsunayashiro Clan?

Yamabuki Chidori scratched her head, "Never mind, I'm too lazy to think about it."

Now he just wants to go home, get a good night's sleep, and then start enjoying a new life tomorrow.

In the moment he was distracted, the figure vanished, appearing behind him like a ghost, and slashed down at his back with a knife.

"Hmm?" Yamabuki Chidori possessed extraordinary perception, fully aware of every movement of this figure. If it were an assassin, shouldn't the first strike be to the neck?

Why did he choose to attack the more defensively robust back?

The back of a person is seven times more defensive than the abdomen; even a weaker person might not be able to break through the bone defenses with a single strike.

Could it be that this person wasn't there to assassinate me?

How about we let him slash a few times to vent his anger first? Then we can all sit down and have a second round of drinks.

The shadowy figure drew the knife with incredible speed; the blade was already pressed tightly against Yamabuki Chidori's clothes, and with just a slight increase in force, blood would be drawn.

Just as the shadowy figure hesitated whether to continue slashing, his hand was suddenly twisted behind his back.

"Huh?" The shadowy figure was completely confused about what was happening. The Yamabuki Chidori in front of him suddenly disappeared and appeared behind him, reaching out to twist his left arm behind his back.

"So fast! Can you still launch such a quick counterattack while drunk?" The shadowy figure moved with the opponent's force, trying to break free from the enemy's control, but no matter how he twisted his body, Yamabuki Chidori's power held him tightly, giving him no chance to resist.

Left with no other choice, the shadowy figure could only use the knife in his hand to slash at the opponent's arm. As expected, the slash missed again. Yamabuki Chidori was already ten meters away, and she took another swig of chilled Wine.

He had a smug look on his face.

The dark figure wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. No wonder the Guard around Ichi, the highest authority in Seireitei, were so lax. So that's why. With his strength, he didn't need any Guard at all.

After two rounds of combat, Yamabuki Chidori had figured out this kid's strength. He was a little stronger than the average team member, but far from reaching the level of Seated Officer. If she were to get serious, the battle would be over in an instant, which would be so boring!

"Whoosh!"

Yamabuki Chidori threw the wine jug in her hand, and the dark figure reached out and grabbed it, taking two big gulps of Wine. It was icy sweet and refreshing, truly a high-class drink sought after by the High-Ranking Noble.

The only downside is that the alcohol flavor seems a bit too weak.

Can this Wine really get you drunk?

"Alright, you summoned me here to ask me to do something for you? Although you brandished your knife at me, there was no killing intent on it, and you didn't aim for my vitals. It's obvious you didn't want to kill me. Tell me, what exactly did you come here for? You're not just here on a whim, wanting to see what the punishment would be after assassinating the Chief Strategist, are you?" Yamabuki Chidori said.

The dark figure casually tossed the wine jug back, a smile spreading across his face, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth. "I advise you not to underestimate me. Be careful you don't suffer Zanpakuto."