The Unforgiven from Shinigami
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The five dragons of the Oniyasha Five Dragon Destruction, transforming into a magnificent meteor shower that covered the entire Seireitei.
The Fifth Division is naturally indispensable.
Several streaks flew towards the camp.
As the vice-captain, Momo Hinamori displayed courage beyond her petite frame, single-handedly blocking most of the attacks and minimizing the damage.
I am seriously injured and hospitalized.
Aizen rushed back last night, received the news, and came to visit immediately.
At the time, Momo Hinamori was in a coma and visitors were not allowed to visit her.
He returned to the Fifth Division and decided in his heart that he would no longer visit the sick man, using the excuse of being busy with work.
Just before she was about to break with the Shinigami Reaper, in that war between the old and new powers, Momo Hinamori was caught up in it and died at the hands of the Espada.
This is a pre-planned script.
Aizen didn't want to be someone who hesitated and looked back; his style was to abandon what needed to be abandoned.
However, this style seems to be somewhat of an exception for Momo Hinamori.
This morning, after waking up, he found himself a new excuse to keep acting until the very end.
The person still came.
Running into Shiraishi was an unexpected bonus. Judging from his expression, he didn't even seem to know what had happened, which was really puzzling. With all the commotion in Seireitei yesterday, what was he doing there?
Aizen's mind raced with a jumble of thoughts as he walked to Momo Hinamori's hospital room, knocked on the door, and asked, " Hinamori, may I come in?"
" Captain Aizen?! Please come in!"
A slightly panicked sound came from inside.
Aizen open the door.
Inside was a single room.
Captains and vice-captains enjoy certain privileges in Seireitei, unless they are very close friends who are injured together.
Otherwise, patients are provided with single rooms.
Momo Hinamori was wrapped in bandages, with her hair styled in a bun, revealing a pair of clear brown eyes. Crumbs of snacks lingered at the corner of her mouth. She tried to get up, but Aizen pressed her down with one hand, saying, "No need for such formalities."
I'm so sorry I couldn't be by your side this time.
His magnetic voice betrayed a hint of guilt as he placed fruit on the bedside table and flowers in a vase.
As for the original flowers, they were casually thrown into the trash can.
Momo Hinamori's head was spinning, still immersed in his tenderness. She shook her head and said, "We can't blame Captain Aizen; it's all because the enemy is too cunning."
"The ones who attacked Seireitei this time were Oniyasha and Kaoru Tendō. I failed to see through Oniyasha's illusion, which is why you were in danger."
Aizen's expression turned clearly remorseful as he said this, "It's all my fault that you've become like this."
Momo Hinamori quickly waved her hand and said, "It's alright, no one will blame Captain Aizen. Please don't blame yourself; it's all the enemy's fault."
" Hinamori, it's so great to have you as my vice-captain," Aizen, looking into her sincere eyes, which seemed like a mirror reflecting his own hypocrisy.
No, is that statement hypocritical?
A sense of confusion flashed through Aizen's mind; the Hōgyoku on his chest seemed to be conveying something.
Winter, winter.
That confusion vanished in an instant, and the depths of his eyes behind the glasses were once again firmly concealed.
The arrow is on the bowstring and must be released.
Aizen reached into his bag and took out an apple, smiling slightly. "Eating an apple in the morning will make it easier to recover from injuries."
"Mm." Momo Hinamori nodded, her eyes brightening slightly.
The early autumn sun shone on the window frame, the white curtains fluttered slightly in the wind, and a man wearing glasses was peeling an apple with his head down.
The girl on the bed had a big smile on her face.
Witnessing all this, the silver-haired boy quietly turned away, his heart filled with indescribable feelings.
Aizen glanced briefly towards the door, then looked away, handing over the peeled apple and saying gently, " The Fifth Division still has a lot of official business to attend to. I'll come see you again at noon."
"No need, Captain Aizen. It's just a minor injury. The medical staff were too nervous, that's why it's bandaged up like this. You don't need to worry about me, just focus on your work."
Momo Hinamori was happy that Captain Aizen had come to see her, but she also understood that she couldn't delay Captain Aizen's work. "At this time, the Fifth Division needs Captain Aizen more than I do."
Please feel free to continue your work.
"Really? I'll come see you after I'm done with my work."
Aizen reached out and patted her head. Her large eyes narrowed, showing a hint of pleasure. "Mmm."
As the large, warm hand left her head, Momo Hinamori felt a pang of reluctance, but then told herself that she couldn't interfere with Captain Aizen's work.
She waved goodbye to Captain Aizen, and as she could no longer see his reliable figure, she sighed, stretched slightly, and leaned back. "How strange, why hasn't Hitsugaya arrived yet?"
She's seriously injured; logically and morally, that guy should come and check on her.
After all, Tōshirō Hitsugaya's name wasn't on the hospital admission list.
This was the situation she confirmed with Isane the moment she woke up.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya stood under a tree outside the General Infirmary, carrying fruit as a gift for the patients; a bouquet of flowers had been tossed into the grass.
It's all Rangiku's fault for saying strange things, which has caused his originally calm state of mind to crack.
It's normal for the scene I just saw to keep replaying in my mind, but what emotions are welling up inside me?
Tōshirō Hitsugaya was still thinking.
Aizen stepped closer and placed his hand on Hitsugaya's shoulder. " Hitsugaya- kun."
" Captain Aizen."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya snapped out of his reverie and politely replied, "What can I do for you?"
" Hinamori must be lonely in the hospital room all by herself. I hope you can go up and keep her company."
This elegance and composure only made Tōshirō Hitsugaya more uncomfortable. He maintained a nonchalant expression and said, "Yes, I will. Goodbye."
Before Aizen reply, he had already started walking towards the gate of the General Infirmary.
"Oh dear, Captain Aizen is so mean-spirited; he bullies kids when he's in a bad mood."
A flippant voice came from the tree. A man with silver hair and squinty eyes was squatting on a branch, and it was unclear when he had gotten there.
Aizen didn't look up, and calmly replied, "Gin, do you think I'm in a bad mood right now?"
"Who knows? I wouldn't dare guess what you're thinking."
Gin Ichimaru spread his hands, offering no direct answer, and tentatively asked, "Should we bring Hinamori into our plan?"
"No need. He's just a mere vice-captain; he's not qualified to participate. I've already found a new partner."
Aizen subtly shifted the topic to another aspect.
Gin Ichimaru chuckled, " Aura Michibane? Not bad, her breasts are bigger than Hinamori's. I have no resistance to women with big breasts."
" Rangiku Matsumoto, she must be injured too, right?"
Aizen asked casually.
Gin Ichimaru replied casually, "I don't know, I'm not interested."
Aizen pushed up his glasses and said, "You and she were classmates, you should at least go see her, don't let people say you're too cold-hearted."
"I am a snake, with cool skin and cold feelings, so why should I care what others say?"
"That's true, Silver. You'll be in charge of making contact with Aura."
Aizen into a slight smile, and his mood improved again.