In Soul Society, All He Wants Is to Coast Until Retirement

"Hidden weapons?" Unohana swung her blade, precisely severing the two flying darts.

"Looking down on people who use hidden weapons? Then you're in danger!" Shijima Chiru lightly sprang into the air, then fiercely flung his cloak. Tens of thousands of silver glints flashed through the sky as countless hidden weapons flew from beneath his cloak. Their final target was one person: Unohana!

In an instant, even the sunlight overhead was robbed of its brilliance by those hidden weapons!

Unohana instantly unleashed her Reiatsu, blasting every hidden weapon away!

But when she looked for Shijima Chiru, she found that the brat had already vanished without a trace.

All that remained was a mountain of corpses to her left and a clear, babbling stream to her right. With Unohana as the dividing line, the scene was both violent and bizarre!

"Forget it. I'll run into a real opponent soon enough." Unohana looked toward the distant Seireitei.

Surely there would be experts there worthy of fighting her!

At that thought, Unohana's face once again revealed a gentle smile, as warm as a spring breeze.

After Unohana left, the mountain of corpses suddenly stirred. Shijima Chiru painfully crawled out from the pile. His luck was truly terrible—he had merely gone out for a walk and encountered a monster like that. He should probably leave the house less often in the future.

"That crazy bitch will definitely stay unmarried her whole life! Hmph!" Shijima Chiru silently cursed in his heart, then limped his way out of the heap of corpses.

Yamamoto led Katoru Hatsunoya, Shunshun Shidō, Tsunayashiro Fūka, Zendouji Yuuhin, and the others to the distant Rukon District to recruit troops. Yamabuki Chidori stayed behind to guard the place with Gen'en Kinra and Saitō Fubōfu.

"Hmph, with the Captain Commander away, I'm the boss now. This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to slack off, so I definitely need to take a good nap first!" To fully commit himself to slacking off, Yamabuki Chidori had specially ordered an eye mask for his afternoon naps.

After completing Perfect Sanctification, Yamabuki Chidori felt like picking a fight with everyone he saw! He really wanted to find someone to test it on!

After counting on his fingers, he decided that once the old man and the others returned, he had to make another trip to Hueco Mundo. Baraggan, don't run. I'm talking about you. This time, I'm chopping you to death!

Baraggan could only shout, "Holy shit!"

If you come again, believe it or not, I'll carry a train away overnight and run!

After their previous battle, Baraggan, the king of Hueco Mundo, had probably developed psychological trauma.

While he leisurely napped, he had no idea that an unexpected opponent had already arrived at the main gates of the Seireitei.

"Halt! Are you here to join the Gotei 13? Registration hasn't even started yet!" Two Soul Reapers blocked Unohana's path.

Unohana Yachiru

Unohana's smile was as gentle as a spring breeze. The two male Soul Reapers stared dumbly at her, their vigilance unconsciously lowering. How dangerous could such a beautiful girl possibly be?

"May I ask if there is a place called Central 46 within the Seireitei?" Unohana asked.

"Huh? Yes! That's the highest authority in Soul Society... though it isn't exactly the highest anymore. The decisions of the Gotei 13 are not subject to Central 46's influence. Why are you looking for Central 46? Do you have some grievance to air? You can tell us, and we'll do our best to help." The two male Soul Reapers spoke enthusiastically.

"I'm afraid... you can't help me." Still smiling, Unohana continued forward. The two Soul Reapers could only helplessly stop her. Letting someone in so casually would be negligence on their part, and they might even get their pay docked.

"The highest authority? Then it must be equipped with the strongest armed forces, right?" Unohana muttered to herself, then revealed a smile as radiant as a blooming flower. "Which direction is Central 46?"

"Well..." The two male Soul Reapers both wore troubled expressions.

"Central 46... which direction?" Unohana asked again. Her tone was the same, and so was her smile, but the aura she gave off had completely changed. It was an incomparably sharp killing intent. They had only ever felt such terrifying killing intent from Captain Commander Yamamoto!

"It's... it's in the center, to the west..." One Soul Reaper could not withstand that killing intent any longer. Trembling, he pointed in the direction of Central 46.

"Thank you." Unohana continued onward. But this time, neither male Soul Reaper had the courage to stop her.

"Who... who the hell is that woman?"

"What are you still standing around for? Send out the alarm! Request the captains' support!"

One Soul Reaper took a signal arrow from his robes and gave it a light pull. The signal arrow exploded in midair, and everyone who saw it knew that the Seireitei was under attack.

Saitō Fubōfu frowned deeply. What was going on? The old man and the others had only been gone for half a day. Why had someone already come looking for trouble? Were they trying to disrespect her?

Gen'en Kinra also saw the alarm. Without saying a word, he led his squad toward the scene.

Because Yamabuki Chidori was slacking off and napping, he had no idea that chaos was about to erupt outside.

Unohana walked forward as leisurely as though she were strolling through her own garden, utterly unconcerned that a group of Soul Reapers had already surrounded her.

Chōjirō Sasakibe and Hachisato arrived as well.

"Further ahead is the district where the nobles live. Commoners are not permitted to approach. Stop immediately!" Hachisato shouted.

Unohana seemed not to hear him at all and continued her leisurely stroll.

Hachisato immediately released his Zanpakuto. "Poison her, Hundred-Sting Wasp!"

"Pierce through, Genryūmaru!"

Like newborn calves unafraid of tigers, the rookie duo charged forward without hesitation.

Unohana did not draw her sword. Mainly because the two of them were simply too weak; there was no need to draw it.

With a slight sway of her body, her sword hilt slammed into Chōjirō Sasakibe's stomach, instantly knocking him out.

Hachisato chose to avoid her frontal attack and launched a sneak attack from behind. Unohana did not even turn around. With a casual backward swing of her scabbard, she struck Hachisato on the neck, knocking him unconscious on the spot!

The other squad members' expressions drastically changed when they saw this. Chōjirō Sasakibe and Hachisato were among the strongest of them, and their strength could not be underestimated. Yet they had been taken down so easily. Just who was this woman?

"Don't be afraid, everyone! She's alone! Get her together!" one Soul Reaper shouted.

Thinking of the responsibilities they bore, the Soul Reapers all drew their Zanpakuto and prepared to face the enemy.

At that moment, two figures appeared at astonishing speed, stopping them from going to their deaths.

"Captain Saitō! Captain Gen'en! You're here!" The squad members were overjoyed to see their captains, as though they had found their backbone.

They completely failed to notice how grave the expressions on those two captains' faces were.

Saitō Fubōfu said in a low voice, "Take those two wounded men away. Everyone retreat five li from here! Quickly!"

The squad members did not know why their captain had issued such an order, but in the Gotei 13, a captain's command was absolute. As subordinates, they could only obey unconditionally.

Unohana also stopped walking and looked at the two obstacles in front of her. Indeed, they were strong. Her trip here had not been in vain.

"Who are you? Why are you forcing your way into the Seireitei?" Saitō Fubōfu could clearly sense the sharp Reiatsu coming from her opponent.

Everyone's Reiatsu had its own characteristics.

Yamamoto's Reiatsu was explosive and scorching!

Yamabuki Chidori's Reiatsu was elusive and unpredictable.

But the Reiatsu of the woman before them was like a drawn sword, completely unrestrained in its sharpness.

Merely facing her, Saitō Fubōfu already felt immense pressure.

"Are you the strongest people in the Seireitei?" Unohana asked.

"Of course not!"

"I see. Then please don't stand in my way." Unohana continued toward Central 46.

"Stop right there!" Seeing that the other woman actually dared to ignore her, Saitō drew her blade and rushed forward, slashing down at Unohana's head.

Unohana merely flicked her sword casually, easily deflecting Saitō's slash.

"This woman..." Saitō spun around and struck again.

Saitō Fubōfu's swordsmanship followed the path of strength—hard against hard, strength against strength. She immediately realized how powerful Unohana was, but she could not retreat even an inch.

"Can't be helped. Who told me to join this Gotei 13 thing?" Saitō Fubōfu gripped her sword with both hands and slashed fiercely. The blade's sharpness and the sheer force behind it slightly surprised Unohana, forcing her to hastily block with her Zanpakuto. When the two blades collided, Unohana was actually pushed back half a step.

But Saitō Fubōfu showed no excitement at all. Using both hands against one, she had only managed to force her opponent back half a step!

What kind of monster was this?

Saitō Fubōfu turned her sword hilt sideways, the blade tip aimed at Unohana's chest, and thrust forward!

Unohana's figure instantly vanished and appeared several meters away.

Even so, a small piece of fabric over her chest had been pierced, revealing fair skin beneath.

Unohana smiled, and she smiled very happily. As expected, the experts were all in the Seireitei. Her trip here had not been wasted. Before she had even fought her way into Central 46, she had encountered such an expert. There was no need to hold back anymore. They should have a proper battle!

Unohana's left hand moved to her sword hilt. I can use two-handed swordsmanship too. Little girl, don't die too soon.

Saitō vs. Unohana

When experts fought, one glance was enough to tell whether the other truly had skill. Saitō Fubōfu stomped the ground, shattering the earth beneath her feet. Then she shot forward at tremendous speed, gripping her sword with both hands and chopping down at Unohana's head. Saitō Fubōfu possessed standard captain-level strength. There were fewer than ten people in all of Soul Society who could easily block this strike, and clearly, Unohana was one of them.

Unohana's body shifted slightly, avoiding Saitō Fubōfu's slash with a minuscule movement. The blade struck the ground, splitting the earth as dirt and sand flew everywhere!

At the same time, Saitō Fubōfu grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it into Unohana's eyes.

Unohana hurriedly raised the sleeve of her left arm to block the sand. Saitō Fubōfu laughed loudly. "What kind of pampered young lady are you? You're actually afraid of getting dirty in a fight!"

For that instant, Unohana could not see Saitō Fubōfu's movements. As a battle-hardened expert, Saitō naturally would not let such an opportunity go. She swung her blade down.

Blood sprayed, yet Unohana stood motionless, without the slightest fluctuation in her eyes.

Saitō Fubōfu, however, backed away several steps with an ugly expression, blood pouring from her left arm.

At the moment she had ambushed Unohana, Unohana's blade had pierced through her own sleeve and accurately struck Saitō Fubōfu through the fabric.

"Your strength is great, and you are fast, but your swordsmanship has too many openings. Step down. You are no match for me at all," Unohana said calmly. "Call out the strongest person here."

Saitō Fubōfu had a fiery temper and hated being lectured by others most of all. Losing one exchange had already put her in a foul mood, yet this woman was still standing there yammering away. It was infuriating. Saitō Fubōfu roared and charged in at even greater speed. Her blade flashed like lightning as it continuously slashed toward Unohana, but no matter how fierce her swordsmanship became, Unohana easily evaded every attack.

"Your attacks are too direct. If you are stronger than your opponent, then naturally you need not worry about such things. But if your opponent is evenly matched with you or stronger than you, you will suffer greatly," Unohana patiently instructed Saitō Fubōfu like a teacher.

"Will you shut up already?!" Saitō's temper grew more and more violent, and her sword became faster and faster, but the openings in her technique also grew larger.

Suddenly, the sword in Unohana's hand vanished. Saitō froze completely. At such a life-or-death moment, why had the woman's sword disappeared?

"Watch out!!!" Gen'en Kinra suddenly roared.

Before Saitō Fubōfu could understand what had happened, a sharp pain suddenly erupted beneath her left ribs. Looking down, she saw that her opponent's sword had already pierced into her ribcage.

How could this be...

Was it... a strike from her blind spot? Saitō Fubōfu instantly understood that strike. Her opponent's sword had not disappeared. Rather, the angle of her draw had been within Saitō's visual blind spot. The limit of human vision was 180 degrees, but when one's attention was focused on a single point, it might not even reach 180 degrees. That gave the opponent an opening to exploit.

Saitō swung her sword fiercely to force back her enemy, then hurriedly used Flash Step to retreat. Just as Unohana wanted to pursue, Gen'en Kinra stepped in front of her.

"After seeing the swordsmanship of that hotheaded brat, how about sampling mine?" A sinister aura emanated from Gen'en Kinra's entire body, making people shudder.

"Hm? Another expert! Not bad." Unohana turned to look at Gen'en Kinra.

Saitō Fubōfu hurriedly wrapped her wound with her clothes. Fortunately, the stab had not gone deep and had not injured any internal organs. A little treatment would let her return to battle. "Uncle, teach her a harsh lesson! This woman is absolutely infuriating!"

Gen'en Kinra asked in a deep voice, "Before we fight, can you tell me your name? I am Gen'en Kinra, the current Reserve Captain of the Gotei 13."

A very gentle smile appeared on Unohana's face, like sunlight spreading across the earth. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Gen'en Kinra would never have believed that a woman who treated cutting people down as casually as eating could reveal such a sunny, adorable smile. "You may call me Unohana."

Gen'en Kinra's expression abruptly changed. "Could you be the renowned Sword of Death, Unohana Yachiru?"

Note that "Yachiru" was not Unohana's original name, but a title she had given herself after claiming to have mastered every school of swordsmanship in the world.

"Yes, that's me!" The gentle smile on Unohana's face slowly transformed into a sinister, cold-blooded expression.

Is this woman schizophrenic? Gen'en Kinra silently complained.

The two carefully watched each other. The next second, it began to rain.

This was no ordinary rain. It was a rain of swords formed from "swords." Gen'en Kinra's blade descended in a torrential downpour, covering heaven and earth. There were no openings in front, behind, left, or right. Even Unohana was slightly shocked by Gen'en Kinra's swordsmanship.

"What a fast sword!" Unohana said in surprise. "But I know this kind of swordsmanship too!"

In an instant, Unohana's sword also transformed into a dense rain of blades. The two swords collided like two storms, instantly creating countless sparks in midair. It was a magnificent sight.

The sound of the two swords colliding was like raindrops striking the ground. Within the dense curtain of sword light, the two of them could no longer be seen.

CLANG!!!!!

A thunderous crash shattered the "sound of rain." Gen'en Kinra abruptly retreated. While they had been exchanging strikes just now, Unohana had suddenly changed her swordsmanship, switching to overpowering finesse with brute force. In an instant, she exerted force with both hands on her sword and directly knocked Gen'en Kinra back.

"This woman is incredibly strong!" Gen'en Kinra discovered that the sword in his hand was trembling uncontrollably. Before he could catch his breath, Unohana swung her Zanpakuto and attacked again. With a flick of his left hand, a fifty-centimeter iron spike appeared. He continuously gathered strength, then viciously thrust it toward Unohana.

Unohana lightly twisted her body, evading Gen'en Kinra's sneak attack, then kicked him in the chest.

Bam!

Gen'en Kinra smashed through two walls in succession. Though he was not injured, every bone in his body creaked!

Unohana charged at him without mercy, slashing down at his head. Gen'en Kinra did not know whether he could block this strike, but he could only raise his sword with all his strength to resist.

Clang!!!