After tens of thousands of failures, the Super Hound Project has finally produced a truly complete product.
The initial goal was to capture Shiraishi.
The situation has now changed.
"Compared to Shiraishi, the Muken convicts from Infernal Affairs pose a greater threat."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto adhered to his strategy, prioritizing the elimination of prisoners who posed a greater threat, while delaying the handling of those who posed lesser threats.
" Captain-Commander..." Mayuri Kurotsuchi wanted to protest. He didn't care about the prisoners; he wanted to deal with Shiraishi more, feeling that the guy had greater research value.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto wouldn't let personal feelings affect the overall situation. He said in a deep voice, "Have the 11th Division Kenpachi Zaraki, the Eighth Division Shunsui Kyōraku, and the Third Division Gin Ichimaru prioritize tracking Oniyasha and take him out before he causes any major trouble!"
The above conversation took place in the First Division barracks, in an area far from the Tenth Division, but it did not escape the notice of Sōya Azashiro.
He sat on the rooftop somewhere in Seireitei, not moving much. The wind blew, ruffling the two long, thin strands of hair that fell across his forehead.
His Zanpakuto's Bankai ability is fusion, not simply fusion with objects, but fusion with the surrounding space.
In other words, he not only controls the buildings of Seireitei, but even the Reishi in the air are part of his body.
All the Shinigami and nobles residing in Seireitei were under his surveillance. Countless sounds and images flashed through his ears and mind every moment, and he even felt the touch of someone stepping on him.
Because the ground is also part of his body.
A normal person would be driven insane by this Bankai ability.
He won't.
As he put it, he was an emotionless cog in the machine, with no interest in anything outside his job description.
"Hahaha, you're actually just a pervert who enjoys being trampled on and spying on other people's privacy, yet you pretend to be a heartless cog in a machine."
Exaggerated laughter and sharp words came from nearby. Suddenly, a woman dressed in a white kimono appeared. She blindfolded herself with a black ribbon, and her collar was also black with gold diamond patterns.
She wore a gold bar-shaped necklace around her neck, and her neckline was pulled down so low that it revealed two hemispheres. Despite her elegant and graceful appearance, she liked to display unusually exaggerated expressions and tones.
This is Sōya Azashiro's Zanpakuto Urozakuro.
A woman who is extremely talkative.
Sōya Azashiro was used to her nagging and ignored her, her figure gradually becoming ethereal.
"Oh dear, I've hit a nerve. Trying to run away? No way, you can't escape. I'm your Zanpakuto ~"
Suddenly Urozakuro appeared behind him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and spoke in a suggestive tone.
Sōya Azashiro said expressionlessly, "The day after tomorrow is July 1st, and I have to deal with a problem."
Urozakuro laughed, "Hahaha, I know, it's that man."
Fifth Division barracks, captain's room.
Aizen was taking a break from his busy schedule. The sliding door facing the courtyard opened, revealing a small table with a teapot and teacups on it.
He looked at the book in his hands, sensing the surging of Reishi beside him. He gently closed the book, his expression remaining largely unchanged. Turning his head, he greeted the reader in a tone used to address a friend, "You've arrived. Would you like some tea?"
"Look at him, that's what you call refined and elegant, with the air of someone who can accomplish great things, unlike you with your expressionless face, always acting like everyone owes you eight million."
Urozakuro continued chattering incessantly; her sole purpose seemed to be endlessly spouting nonsense.
"Shut up."
Sōya Azashiro lowered his voice and said, "You've already seen the information about me, so you should understand why I'm looking for you." Urozakuro vanished into thin air. He looked at the man in front of him and said, "You've already seen the information about me, so you should understand why I'm looking for you."
"Hmm." Aizen replied with a smile. When he was promoted to the Fifth Division, he was required to demonstrate his Bankai ability to the Central 46 Chambers, so he took the opportunity to hypnotize them with Kyōka Suigetsu.
The Captain-Commander in charge of surveillance was unable to distinguish the Kyōka Suigetsu.
This allowed him to leisurely peruse the files of Central 46 Chambers containing information on Bankai abilities, learn about the captains' Bankai, and discover what Sōya Azashiro's Bankai ability was.
Logically speaking, Kenpachi should have special privileges and not need to show his Bankai to the Central 46 Chambers.
There are occasional exceptions.
For example, the seventh Kenpachi, Kuruyashiki, actively demonstrated his Bankai ability to the Central 46 Chambers.
Sōya Azashiro didn't actively reveal his abilities, but he had a very Zanpakuto.
When Kisuke Urahara first completed his Tenshintai and showed it off to Yoruichi Shihōin, Urozakuro possessed him and chatted with the two of them for a long time, revealing all of Sōya Azashiro's Bankai abilities.
Yoruichi Shihōin reported the situation to the then -Sōji of the Stealth Force, and the information then reached the desk of the Central 46 Chambers and was recorded in the archives.
"I had already suspected that ' Kyōka Suigetsu' wouldn't work on you. If the Reishi of the air are part of your body, it means you can touch my ' Kyōka Suigetsu' at any time."
"That's right, your abilities are ineffective against me. I hope you'll behave yourself, stop making futile attempts to resist, and obediently sleep for a while."
Sōya Azashiro often showed great leniency towards Shinigami outside of the Void. He would not kill them unless absolutely necessary, at most severely injuring and putting them into a deep sleep.
Aizen smiled, pushed up his glasses, and his gentle demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by a suffocating sense of oppression, like the sky before a storm. "I advise you not to speak so confidently."
"It seems you disagree."
Sōya Azashiro answered calmly without making any movement. Mouths and arms appeared on the corridor, courtyard floor, tables, and ceiling, creating a scene that could be described as a chaotic dance of demons.
Aizen remained unfazed, not even standing up, and chuckled, "If you want to fight, I'll gladly oblige."
The mouth and arms disappeared silently, Sōya Azashiro asked, "Does what you're saying mean you won't hinder me?"
Of course not.
Aizen smiled and said, "I gathered the Espada not to protect them, but to make them serve me. If they can't stop you, it means that's their level."
"I see." Sōya Azashiro realized it wasn't a lie and lost the will to fight.
"He seems to be saying that your strength is mediocre and you can't destroy Hueco Mundo. Haha, a man named after a sword being mocked to this extent, can he still take it?"
Urozakuro popped up again, revealing an exaggerated expression, urging him to take action.
Sōya Azashiro. He never engaged in such impulsive arguments. Once he was sure the other party wouldn't make a move, he concealed himself.
Aizen looked at the empty corridor, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and gazed at the gloomy sky in the distance.
Since the beginning of summer, Seireitei is about to experience its first heavy rain.