" Captain Aizen, an urgent order has been received from the Riteitai: the Fifth Division must immediately enter Level 1 alert!"
The girl ran down the corridor, flung open the sliding door, her cheeks flushed, and soft panting came from her lips, proving she had run very fast.
Aizen put down his brush and said gently, " Hinamori, as the vice-captain, if you panic like this, what will the other soldiers think?"
Before she could answer, Aizen continued, "Or is it that having me here isn't enough to make you feel at ease?"
Momo Hinamori's face turned even redder, and she hurriedly waved her hands, saying, " Captain Aizen, I... I didn't mean that."
Aizen didn't tease her any further, and smiled, "I understand. Go and gather the soldiers. Don't worry about the enemy; I'm here for you."
"Yes." Momo Hinamori nodded emphatically, her panicked heart calming down. She then secretly blamed herself, thinking that being on high alert was nothing. With Captain Aizen around, no enemy was to be feared.
She closed the door and left calmly.
Aizen pushed up his glasses, still pondering who had intruded into the Seireitei, when suddenly several Reiatsu appeared behind him. They didn't approach from afar, but rather appeared abruptly, similar to the Sonído used by Arrancar.
He remained calm, turned around, and saw four uninvited guests standing inside the house.
Three men and one woman.
He only recognized the man in the middle, whose white bandages were wrapped from his forehead to his waist, revealing only a pair of bright, piercing eyes.
"It's been a long time, Aizen," Oda Nobunaga greeted in a slightly hoarse voice.
Aizen glanced at his sword, white whirlwinds swirling around its blade like a slowly beating, living heart. "You've caused such a commotion, you didn't come here just to catch up, did you? What do you want with me?"
"The layout of Seireitei is different from what it was three hundred years ago, and I'd like to ask you about it."
Oda Nobunaga answered truthfully, explaining that he used his Bankai ability to enter the Seireitei, but accidentally stepped on Reishi trap, triggering an alarm. He was forced to use his Bankai ability again to escape.
To prevent similar incidents from happening again, he needs the help of his insiders; otherwise, this operation will escalate from an assassination attempt on Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto into a direct confrontation.
Oda Nobunaga possessed a wild spirit, but he wasn't an arrogant fool. He didn't believe he could win in a head-on confrontation with Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto.
Aizen glanced at him with interest, but did not refuse the request. He got up, walked to the bookshelf, and reached out to pull out a scroll from the top.
The reason it's placed so high is to prevent Momo Hinamori from accidentally bumping into it due to her short legs.
"The areas marked in red are where the Reishi traps are located throughout Seireitei."
Aizen handed over the scroll and asked, "Do you intend to assassinate Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto again?"
"Yes, with that guy dead, the so-called Gotei 13 will fall apart, and there will be no one to keep things in order."
Oda Nobunaga readily agreed, took the scroll, and unfolded it on the table, revealing a Seireitei that had been shrunk many times over.
Aizen, always eager for drama, laughed and said, "That's not enough. You need to destroy the Central 46 Chambers to cripple the Seireitei."
Secondly, there's the Shin'ō Underground Great: The Jail, where the prisoners are filled with resentment towards the Shinigami; releasing them would only create more chaos.
Oda Nobunaga glanced sideways, saw the smile on Aizen's face, and smiled as well. "You really are as terrifying as I imagined. If you have any other suggestions, say them all."
"You're a very interesting person too."
Aizen replied, his interest piqued, and he couldn't help but want to see how far this man could go, as a pastime in his spare time. "Regarding your battle with Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, the other divisions, out of respect for the rules and their trust in the Captain-Commander's strength, will not step forward to help."
The Seventh Division's mission is to protect the First Division and suppress rebellions. Captain Komamura will definitely come to their aid, so you'd better find someone to hold him off."
Oda Nobunaga hummed in agreement and continued searching the map for a route to the First Division.
Aizen added, "To kill Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, you must first seal Ryūjin Jakka. Don't even think about attacking him directly."
Even if you get behind him, his knife will definitely strike faster than yours.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto (Ryūjin Jakka), is undoubtedly the strongest Shinigami, a fearsome Flame Demon.
Even the proud Aizen had to admit that, in terms of direct combat ability, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, wielding Ryūjin Jakka, was superior to him.
The reason is that the Shikai of Kyōka Suigetsu is rather useless against large-scale attacks.
Unless he uses Bankai.
Aizen harbors a strong aversion to his own Bankai and would never use it in front of anyone.
He would rather find a way to seal Ryūjin Jakka than use his Bankai.
You're right.
Oda Nobunaga memorized the route, raised his left hand, clenched it tightly, and found nothing in his empty palm.
His eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Aizen beside him again. "An illusion? What a wicked interest."
"When facing the unknown, hiding people is the first priority. Were you trying to move my Zanpakuto just now?"
Oda Nobunaga didn't have the habit of explaining Bankai to others, and casually said, "I'll show you a good show."
"That's something to look forward to." Aizen deactivated Kyōka Suigetsu, and the four people before him vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, twenty miles outside the Fifth Division's barracks, the figures of the four appeared in the shadow of the eaves.
Oda Nobunaga deactivated his Bankai, restoring his Zanpakuto to its original state and sheathing it. He immediately began assigning tasks. " Sōji, you are responsible for dealing with the Central 46 Chambers located underground, as well as releasing the prisoners in the Shin'ō Underground Great: The Jail."
Those who are willing to follow us will be accepted; those who are not, we will not force them, let them make trouble on their own.
" Yoshitsune, go and stop the Seventh Division. Don't fight him head-on; just hold out until I kill Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto."
"I have no objection, but is that guy named Aizen reliable?"
Okita Sōji has a baby face, two dimples that are faintly visible when he smiles, and a single ponytail. He looks very cute and doesn't have a trace of the aura of a heartbreaker.
In reality, whether in life or after death, he spent his time constantly slaying enemies.
" Aizen is unreliable, but he's telling the truth. Whether we can carry it out depends on our abilities."
Oda Nobunaga straightened up, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Senzaikyū. "I believe we can achieve our dream."
"A dream," Okita Sōji murmured. His dream was not to follow Oda Nobunaga in achieving hegemony, but simply to spread his fame throughout the Soul Society.
In that case, I might be able to reunite with my Shinsengumi comrades.
"Let's go." Oda Nobunaga picked up Kichō and headed towards the route he had memorized.