The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Rangiku Matsumoto's gaze unconsciously drifted towards the position of the Third Division at the very front of the opposite side.
I didn't see that glimpse of silver.
The person standing there was Izuru Kira, the vice-captain of the Third Division, who always had a mournful face and an air of melancholy like a poet.
Rangiku Matsumoto had always been curious whether he was blind in his left eye, since his long blond hair was never swept up and always hung down to his chin, covering the left side of his face.
It's just not easy to ask face-to-face.
If he really goes blind, wouldn't that be like touching a sore spot?
She's not that brainless.
Looking away, she saw that the seat for the 11th Division was empty, and breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out she wasn't the last one.
That's wonderful.
Her ashen face softened somewhat.
The atmosphere in the hall was very quiet.
This kind of waiting is also a form of torment.
Rangiku Matsumoto thought to herself, "I really don't know how the captains can keep their faces straight and not say a word." She secretly drew a heart on the back of the hand of the person next to her with her finger.
The person who replaced the Eighth Division was Nanao Ise.
She wore glasses, her face equally tense, completely ignoring Rangiku Matsumoto's little gestures.
Rangiku Matsumoto's eyes darted around, and she changed her approach to poking her waist.
Nanao Ise could no longer ignore it. She turned her head slightly, glared at him, and silently expressed her dissatisfaction.
"Hehe, "Rangiku Matsumoto chuckled, mouthing, "This is so boring."
Bang.
The door to the hall suddenly opened, and she instinctively straightened up, her eyes secretly glancing towards the doorway.
With such a commotion, she thought it was the return of that frightening, beast-like Captain Zaraki.
The result was not so.
The newcomer had long, bright red hair and strange blue tattoos on his face. Unlike the other members of the 11th Division, whose appearance was not ugly or deformed, he also had a fierce look.
Renji Abarai called out loudly, "I'm so sorry I'm late."
"Tsk, are all the guys in the 11th Division this brainless?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Like captain, like subordinates."
Renji Abarai blushed with embarrassment, unsure how to retort.
All the Seated Officer in the 11th Division were outside. According to the rules of the Seireitei, he, as the sixth seat, was to attend this Captains' Meeting commanders in place of the higher- Seated Officer.
The person standing in front of me is either the captain or the vice-captain.
As a mere sixth-ranking official, he had no right to refute, so he could only swallow his resentment and hurriedly close the door.
This reminded Rangiku Matsumoto of her first time attending Captains' Meeting, and she laughed, "Don't be nervous, your seat is across from mine."
Thank you for your guidance.
Renji Abarai bowed in thanks, his expression remaining tense. He walked to his seat, sweat beading on his forehead.
Rangiku Matsumoto was worried that if he sweated like that, he would become dehydrated and faint on the ground.
"Now that everyone is here, this meeting will officially begin."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's cane struck the ground, his simple words vibrating the air with a sharp, razor-sharp edge that cut away any wild thoughts that might be swirling in people's minds.
This focused attention on him. "The main purpose of this meeting is to discuss one thing: the extermination of Forbidden Technique Creator Oniyasha!"
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto opened his narrowed eyes, from June 10th to August 10th.
Two whole months.
Of the six Muken prisoners, three were killed, leaving only three.
He felt it was time to concentrate his forces and wipe out the remaining three, starting with Oniyasha, then Kaoru Tendō, and finally Sōya Azashiro.
The chaos caused by the prison break needs to be stabilized, and a new Central 46 Chambers should be established.
The Soul Society must restore its former peace.
" Captain Kurotsuchi, please explain your research findings to everyone."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto glanced at the back of the line.
The reason for holding the Captains' Meeting at this time is that the Research and Development Institute has provided a method to counter Oniyasha.
Leave professional matters to professionals.
This was Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's method of governing the Seireitei.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi strode to the center, his eyes sweeping over the idiots except for the Captain-Commander, and spread his hands, saying, " Oniyasha was able to evade the pursuit of the three captains thanks to the forbidden techniques of Spatial Transfer and Time Stop."
"The casting of forbidden arts, like the Kidō, requires incantations and hand gestures, all of which rely on the support of the mind."
Therefore, I painstakingly researched and developed a gas that can make people's brains abnormally dull, which I call Turtle Gas.
I've tried it on ordinary soldiers, Seated Officer, and even myself, and it's very effective."
As he spoke, he pulled a green gas from a transparent jar from his sleeve, revealing a mouthful of gold teeth, and said, "If the Oniyasha inhales this Turtle Gas, even walking will become difficult, let alone casting forbidden spells."
That sounds like it'll work well.
The problem is, Oniyasha isn't stupid either.
Kaname Tōsen asked, "How can we get Oniyasha to inhale this gas?"
"You can't figure out a solution for such a trivial matter yourselves, and you want me to help you?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi retorted, her face, covered in fake skin, practically screamed "You're all idiots."
If it weren't for Captain-Commander Yamamoto's orders, he wouldn't have bothered developing the Turtle Gas, instead devoting himself entirely to researching how to kill Shiraishi.
That's the kind of research he wanted to do.
Kaname Tōsen silent and did not argue.
Sajin Komamura Jin couldn't bear to see his friend being looked down upon like this, and said in a deep voice, " Captain Kurotsuchi, you naturally know best what you made of Turtle Gas. Tōsen's question is perfectly normal."
"I can't believe it. As the team leader, doesn't he even have this much ability to adapt to changing circumstances?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi retorted.
"Shut up!"
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto shouted, his eyes sweeping over the man and dog, "What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi turned around and walked back to the end of the line.
Sajin Komamura didn't say anything more.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto scratched his cheek and said, "Discussing how to use Turtle Gas here is useless; this kind of thing needs to be considered in the context of the situation."
The key question is who will escort the Turtle Gas to the Captain Kyōraku and the others.
Considering Sōya Azashiro, Kaoru Tendō, and other potential threats, at least two captains are needed to escort them.
Turtle Gas is green, but it becomes colorless and odorless when it mixes with air. Even the captain can be affected by it, making it a very dangerous substance.
If you fall into the hands of bad people, it will definitely cause trouble.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto didn't want to take that risk. "Who among you is willing to escort them?"
If no one is willing, then he will have to call on someone.
"Let me escort them," Aizen said, raising his hand first and taking on the task.
Since the Seireitei had been under Sōya Azashiro surveillance, the experiments with the Hōgyoku naturally ceased.
Now that he has the opportunity to go out, he will definitely not miss it.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto nodded in satisfaction. As expected of the model captain of the year as evaluated by Seireitei Bulletin, he really knows when to step up.
I'll go too.
With Kaname Tōsen raising his hand, one can somewhat guess the reason why Lord Aizen wants to leave the Seireitei.
That would make it much more convenient for him to travel with them.
"Alright, then you can escort Turtle Gas to the East Rukongai District 31."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto made a decision.