Everything is going according to plan.
Takehiko Tsunayashiro watched the petite figure of Soi Fon disappear into the distance, a slight smile playing on his lips. Next, the other party would investigate the District 26.
No, perhaps they had already begun secretly searching for suppliers of raw materials in District 26 before they even arrived.
The Hollowfication of the Shinigami, and the Shinigami of the Shinigami, by removing the boundary between the two extreme individuals, allows them to develop towards a higher realm.
This method has been proven feasible in academic theory.
In practice, no one has ever truly succeeded.
Even decades ago, the captains and vice-captains of the Shinigami, led by Kisuke Urahara, attempted to use forbidden techniques to achieve Hollowfication, but they failed and were expelled from the Seireitei, disappearing without a trace.
However, through numerous experiments, the Central 46 Chambers obtained intelligence that the essential raw material for the Hollowfication was called the Two Poles Flower.
This is a plant that has been banned from planting for a long time, yet it persists despite repeated bans.
On the one hand, the nobles, immersed in pleasure, could not resist the wonderful pleasure that transcended the sexual relationship.
On the other hand, there are those who yearn to break through the limits of Shinigami and are unwilling to let the Two Poles Flower become extinct.
Their existence brings huge profits to the Two Poles Flower, which in turn creates people who illegally pursue profit.
Once the Stealth Force finds the supplier of the Two Poles Flower and obtains the trade catalog, they can openly arrest him.
When the time comes, there will be resistance, the Hollowfication laboratory will be exposed, the people of the Stealth Force will be killed, and the Hollowfication criminals will be forced to flee.
Until he was captured again and sent to Sōkyoku Hill.
Takehiko Tsunayashiro was already prepared to die.
This meaningless and empty life, if one can die for Lord Aizen, would have extraordinary significance.
He firmly believed that Lord Aizen would destroy this false world built on deception and create a truly New World.
For this, he was willing to betray his clan, his parents, and steal a large number of secret documents from the Tsunayashiro Clan, concerning Hollowfication, the Soul King, Hell...
These documents would just gather ashes if left in the Tsunayashiro Clan; only when shown to Lord Aizen can they truly be of value.
Takehiko Tsunayashiro stood there for a moment, thinking that the plan was still a little short, and called out, " Musashi!"
"Yes, Lord Takehiko, what are your orders?"
A robust man appeared, kneeling on one knee. He was dressed in black, his face covered, in a completely Stealth Force- style outfit.
Takehiko Tsunayashiro said coldly, "Take Kojirō and go kill the supplier codenamed Meowth. Don't let him fall into the hands of the Stealth Force."
"Yes." Musashi lowered his head. As an assassin of the Tsunayashiro Clan, he didn't need to ask any reason for killing. He had orders from above, so he just killed.
Regardless of right or wrong, this is the assassin's loyalty.
"Go." Takehiko Tsunayashiro waved him away, thinking to himself that Kojirō was Stealth Force agent he had secretly planted by his side after being released from the Maggot's Nest.
With that undercover agent involved, Meowth won't die; she'll definitely fall into the hands of the Stealth Force. If she wants to save her life, she'll have to reveal the information from his side.
Everything is ready, except for the east wind.
Takehiko Tsunayashiro suddenly felt very good. Kūkaku Shiba, Shiraishi, Soi Fon were all acting in the script written by Lord Aizen.
This must be what they call fate.
He admired Lord Aizen's wisdom, turned around and went back to the study on the top floor. He spread a sheet of white paper on the desk, picked up a brush, and wrote two large characters on the paper with vigorous and powerful strokes.
The world!
"Ha," Takehiko Tsunayashiro smiled, his smile frozen in time like a photograph.
Steel Tempest.
The golden blade pierced through the back of the head, emerged from the forehead, and then retracted, spurting blood outwards. The blade, coated in blood, slashed through the air.
The headless corpse fell on the table, and the blood gushed out stained the paper and scattered the ink of the word "".
Shiraishi held the head in one hand, his brows furrowed slightly. The head looked bloody and dirty; it wasn't appropriate to take it back to Kūkaku. He'd better leave it here.
His hand loosened, and his head rolled to the ground.
He wasn't Stealth Force; he didn't need concrete evidence to carry out his actions, as long as he determined that the person was an enemy or an accomplice of Aizen.
Then there's no need to hesitate. Relying on the fact that their Reiatsu is imperceptible, they can launch a sneak attack right away.
As everyone knows, in the world of Shinigami, a sneak attack is always twice as effective. Without Aizen's caution and strength, those who are sneaked into a situation will almost certainly be severely injured, if not killed.
Without any warning, Takehiko Tsunayashiro's strength was no match for his strike.
Shiraishi sheathed his sword, turned and left through the window, smashing through the outer Kidō barrier with a Steel Tempest.
"Who goes there?" The four people responsible for maintaining the barrier noticed. One of them rushed to the top floor, glanced into the window, and saw the dead Takehiko Tsunayashiro. His expression changed drastically.
"Assassin! Takehiko has been assassinated!"
Clang, clang!
The bell rang urgently.
It was too late. Shiraishi had been cautious when he sneaked in, but he was reckless when he broke out, charging at full speed to the edge of the tile area.
I don't know how many Reishi traps I've shattered, or how many barriers I've broken through, but I'll be far from the scene in the next second.
A chill ran down his spine, Shiraishi immediately realized that someone was trying to ambush him.
He spun around and swung his knife.
The petite figure sprang to life, the black sole of her shoe kicking towards Shiraishi's face, the bee-sting blade touching her elbow, and an ink-black butterfly pattern quietly blooming.
Before she could strike again, Shiraishi retreated hastily, landing on a rooftop. "I never imagined you'd be so hung up on me, actually chasing me all the way here."
Soi Fon landed a short distance away, his delicate, palm-sized face cold as he said, "Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you won't escape the clutches of the Stealth Force."
"Killing scum like that would help maintain social harmony. Instead of awarding me a 'Good Citizen' award, you're hunting me down. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
Shiraishi spread his hands, showing his helplessness.
Soi Fon narrowed his light gray eyes slightly and said, "You can talk to the Central 46 Chambers about these things."
He chuckled and said, "Sorry, I'm not interested in those old geezers. But I'm very interested in having afternoon tea with you and chatting about life's ideals."
That smiling face!! Soi Fon suddenly remembered that decades ago, there was also a man with a lazy smile on his face, and he was lazy and unkempt.
I'm going to kill you!
A chilling Reiatsu erupted from her petite body, and the guards who wanted to approach were intimidated by this Reiatsu and dared not go forward for a moment.
Shiraishi's eyes turned serious, understanding that this battle was inevitable, but he still joked, "Sorry, I can let beautiful women steal my heart, but I won't let them take my life."
Soi Fon Shunpo.
They've arrived.
Shiraishi wanted to retaliate.
boom!
A powerful force erupted from the ground, forcibly changing Soi Fon's direction. He landed on another rooftop, his eyes fixed on the large crater that had appeared in the ground. This Reiatsu... was it an illusion?!
This isn't just ordinary emptiness; it's Menos Grande.
That guy Takehiko Tsunayashiro, is truly incorrigible.
She cursed inwardly.