The 11th Division is not a disciplined force. (Chapter 19 of the novel " Shinigami: The Swordsman's the Unforgiven ")
In a world where extraordinary power exists, and an individual can kill millions or tens of millions, discipline cannot determine the strength of a group.
On the contrary, the kind of wild, free-range environment makes it easier for a group to unleash powerful fighting capabilities.
That's how the 11th Division is; they have no concept of discipline, all they care about is fighting.
Their strengths lie in their boldness and fearlessness in the face of death; when confronted with a formidable foe, their only thought is how to deliver the final blow before they die.
The drawbacks are equally obvious: it is too casual, rude, and barbaric, and basically devoid of any sense of politeness.
Only powerful individuals like Kenpachi Zaraki, Retsu Unohana, or Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, whose auras are distinctly different, can tame these wild beasts.
Shiraishi's strength lies in his restraint; his aura isn't the kind that immediately makes people think, "This person is extraordinary."
His arrival went unnoticed; he quietly made his way to the outer edge of the kendo competition area.
The wooden swords clattered together.
"Not enough, not enough! Didn't you guys eat lunch? Attack with even more force!"
Ikkaku Madarame roared wildly, wielding his wooden sword and beating down eight people, showing no signs of fatigue and remaining energetic.
Tong Kong's gaze suddenly fell upon someone standing on the sidelines watching the battle, and he immediately zoomed in.
Shiraishi wore a white Captain's Haori over a black uniform, with a white belt around her waist. Through the collar, one could see that the inside of the uniform was red.
"Ha ha."
Ikkaku Madarame grinned, ignoring the training soldiers, and Shunpo moved in front of him, slashing the air with his wooden sword, the sound echoing in the hall and drowning out the other sounds.
Such a powerful and aggressive attack.
Shiraishi raised his hand, gripping the wooden sword with one finger. His eyes were calm, not even a hair on his head stirred. "Gather the members of the 11th Division. I have something to announce."
"The difference is indeed huge."
A Ikkaku Madarame's face, but he quickly rallied. The fact that he had assumed the position of Captain-Commander Yamamoto undeniably testified to his status as the strongest Shinigami. "Hey, you guys, stop sitting there! The Captain-Commander has given orders!"
He shouted a few words, and the previously chaotic crowd quieted down in a very short time.
Everyone gathered here.
Their eyes revealed anticipation, as if they thought there was some combat mission to be carried out.
Shiraishi stepped forward, turned around, and faced them, saying, "I came here because of complaints from the residents. You were drunk and disorderly, damaging property and refusing to pay for it, and you're also running up debts everywhere?"
"..."
The excitement in their eyes faded at a visible speed, replaced by a lack of interest.
Ikkaku Madarame knows them very well.
If not, there would be a huge argument; silence means consent. "Sorry, Captain-Commander, we'll pay off the debts from outside using team funds."
" Ikkaku, our team funds are already in deficit, we have absolutely nothing."
The only person in the 11th Division who was serious about their work came over and casually stated a fact.
The team fees issued in early September have already been used to pay off last month's debts, repair damaged houses, compensate shop owners for furniture losses, and pay medical expenses; every penny that could be deducted has been used up.
Unfortunately, from top to bottom, except for Yumichika Ayasegawa, the 11th Division generally lacks financial management skills; their salaries would be withheld for a thousand years and no one would care.
Ikkaku Madarame, his face full of anger, said, "Are you guys always this idle?"
"Eight hours a day, with nothing much to do, no drinking, no fighting, but I still feel restless all over."
Someone replied, and immediately someone else chimed in, "That's right, they say it's to maintain order, but nobody dares to cause trouble."
"I really miss the days of fighting those Arrancar."
Listening to their complaints, Yumichika Ayasegawa said with a helpless expression, " Captain-Commander Shiraishi, I will keep these guys in check and make sure they don't cause any trouble."
"It's alright. I didn't think it through before. Not everyone likes an eight-hour workday; there are always people who are willing to be busy all day long."
Shiraishi smiled kindly. He remembered a saying he'd read on the internet before, "If you want a husky to stop destroying your house, you have to tire it out so it can't destroy anything anymore."
Chapter 19 You won't tear the house down as long as you're tired.
Clearly, the 11th Division is like that destructive husky, possessing an excessive amount of energy.
Yumichika Ayasegawa took a deep breath, realizing something was wrong, but didn't know how to start the conversation.
Ikkaku Madarame, unaware of the seriousness of the problem, casually remarked, "Indeed, an eight-hour workday is far too lax."
"I'm glad you have such a sense of responsibility. The 11th Division's work hours will be changed to a sixteen-hour workday, 365 days a year. Use your free time to film action movies."
Shiraishi proposed his idea: to set aside their daily training and work, let them act as actors, playing themselves in martial arts movies.
The entire fight is real, with brutal, bloody scenes that are sure to attract viewers.
The box office revenue from the film's release will then be used to subsidize their destruction.
As for whether there will be that many viewers?
There definitely is.
Movies and TV series are still at the zero stage in Soul Society. Once they are released, people with free time and money will watch them.
He hadn't previously ventured into the film and television industry, so today he's handing this task over to the 11th Division.
Ikkaku Madarame had no problem with the sixteen-hour workday, but he looked confused and asked, "What is a movie?"
Yumichika Ayasegawa stroked his chin and said, "I think I've heard someone mention it; it's like a moving comic book."
"I understand you don't understand these things. We've already found a director; his name is Tang Guanyin Temple, and he'll be working here tomorrow."
Shiraishi didn't explain to them what a movie was, but continued, "To prevent you from disobeying the director, I will arrange for someone to supervise you."
"With Ran Matsumoto, the vice-captain of the Tenth Division, serving as producer, I will also be bringing in Hanatarō Yamada from the Fourth Division to treat the injured crew members who were injured during filming."
" Rangiku Matsumoto... can't we find someone else?"
Thinking of that person's style of doing things, Yumichika Ayasegawa's face showed a troublesome expression.
He appreciates beautiful things and holds all female Shinigami in high regard.
Only Rangiku Matsumoto.
To be honest, she's definitely one of the most beautiful characters in Shinigami.
It was that personality that gave people a headache. Back when Seireitei was still around, he was good for nothing, the number one slacker, a drinker, and a child.
These violate Yumichika Ayasegawa's aesthetics.
"That girl's just sitting around in the Tenth Division anyway, we need to find something for her to do."
Even a Shiraishi could guess who was handling the work of the Tenth Division and who was slacking off.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya is born to be a corporate slave. If he could work even harder in exchange for Rangiku Matsumoto's job, he would probably agree with tears in his eyes.
Yumichika Ayasegawa complained, "Can you guarantee she won't slack off as producer? I have a feeling she'll go drinking halfway through."
"Don't worry, I have a secret plan to control her."
Shiraishi confidently replied that he had been too busy recently and hadn't been able to deal with the specific plan for dealing with Gin Ichimaru.
Now is the time to use this to take down Rangiku Matsumoto.
He returned to the First Division and messaged Matsumoto, announcing that he would be serving as a film producer for the 11th Division the next day.
Soon after, Rangiku Matsumoto replied with a picture of a lazy bum lying down looking up at the sky, followed by two large characters. "No time."
You can reply to messages during work hours? That's not considered being busy?
" Matsumoto, I think you should know that Nelliel out Ulquiorra and Grimmjow, but Gin Ichimaru was left behind."
He's still in jail, and you don't want him to stay locked up forever, do you?
"Oh, come on~ How could I refuse the Captain-Commander's orders? You could send me through fire and water without me even flinching."
Rangiku Matsumoto replied quickly, along with an emoji that said "I'm loyal to you."
"I am very pleased. I entrust the film production to you. If you do a good job, Gin can go to the Shin'ō Academy to help Headmaster Yamamoto."
Shiraishi replied with a reassuring answer, then continued with other matters. He was taking a day off tomorrow for a full-day date with Nemu, and he couldn't afford to miss any important tasks.
He could tell that Nemu valued tomorrow's date very much, and he guessed that the first time would likely be that night; there couldn't be any mistakes.
Chapter 19 You won't tear the house down as long as you're tired.