Bleach: No cheat codes, he joined Aizen's side.

Chapter 133, Section 131: You two seem quite good, become my disciples.

As night fell, a light rain began to fall over Osaka Prefecture, which had been shaken by the day's events.

The sound of rain gradually drowned out people's cries of sorrow.

On the deserted street, a figure walks through the rain.

The two wandering men glimpsed the young face beneath the straw raincoat through the rain curtain, and a surge of secret joy welled up within them.

A piece of fatty meat~
They picked up their chipped katana and quietly followed the figure.

Soon, the two ronin followed the figure to a secluded, dilapidated hut, the kind that had been neglected for years and was uninhabited.

The two were overjoyed, feeling as if heaven had helped them.

Now we don't have to worry about being discovered.

I just don't know how much wealth this person has.

After watching the young figure enter the small, dilapidated house, the two ronin quickly switched positions: one blocked the door, while the other went around to the back.

After seeing that young figure open a door leading to the basement and go inside.

The two were overjoyed.

Could this be some kind of hidden treasure vault?!
Greed momentarily clouded their judgment. Despite no communication, the two ronin simultaneously rushed from their respective positions toward the basement door, opened it, and charged down with their katana in hand.

But soon, the two were dumbfounded.

Because in the pitch-black basement, apart from the countless cobwebs covering their bodies, there was nothing else to be seen.

No, where are they? Where's the vault?!
Meanwhile, in another space, Kisaragi Shusuke took off her raincoat and shouted,
"Sir, I'm back!"

Inside the space, sitting back and forth as spectators were Shuichi Higashino and Sayaka Kabuto, while Rangiku Matsumoto was in the center helping Kensei Muguruma train his Hollowfication duration.

As for Satomi Nagasawa, she immediately got up and ran over to greet him the moment she saw Shusuke Kisaragi return.

"Why are you only getting back now?!"

As Nagasawa Satomi pouted, she took Kisaragi Shusuke's raincoat and spread it out next to the entrance.

"Um, that..." Faced with Nagasawa Satomi's question, Kisaragi Shusuke scratched his head, not knowing how to answer for a moment. He could only walk quickly to Higashino Shuichi. "Sir, what happened this afternoon seems to have only caused a great stir among ordinary people in Osaka Prefecture. But apart from that, we haven't seen any actions taken against us."

I heard that at General Sato's residence, the newly arrived General Sato threw a huge tantrum and even killed several of the servants who had been staying there for some time.

"Is that so?"

After hearing this, Higashino Shuichi felt that things were getting a bit tricky.

No action taken?

No martial law?

Does this mean they're certain they're not from the Soul Society? Or are they just playing dumb, waiting for Shuichi Higashino and the others to walk right into their trap?

Regardless of which one it is, it shows that the person behind the scenes in Osaka Prefecture has grand ambitions.

After all, losing a reasonably capable person for no apparent reason is a loss that can be tolerated.

That only shows that in the eyes of the person behind the scenes, the loss of Sugita Ranpo is nothing compared to the results he expects.

However, Sugita Ranpo was capable of single-handedly defeating Kensei Rokuhara, a standard Captain-level Shinigami and a Fullbringer, all by leveraging information asymmetry.
Therefore, Higashino Shuichi now only has two choices.

One is to drag Soul Society into this mess. The situation is already quite clear: the entire Osaka Prefecture, just as Higashino Shuichi had previously predicted, is a giant cage, just waiting for its prey to crawl in, and then it will shut it tightly.

Therefore, Higashino Shuichi no longer needs to look for that Yokosawada Tsuna. He'd bet a million times that Yokosawada Tsuna is definitely somewhere in Osaka Prefecture, waiting for the Soul Society's investigation team to arrive, and then, together with these Fullbringers from the human world, to wipe out the entire investigation team. Even worse, he might continue to wait here for more reinforcements from the Soul Society to arrive.

The advantage of this approach is that Higashino Hideaki is unlikely to bear any risks.

The downside is that Higashino Shuichi might miss quite a few of the Fullbringers gathered in Osaka Prefecture, and in the end, he might only be able to send a handful to Mayuri Kurotsuchi for research.

At the same time, she might lose a lot of emotional points in front of people like Asayako Kabuto, Rangiku Matsumoto, and Shusuke Kisaragi.

The second option was for Higashino Shuichi to simply take over the entire Osaka Prefecture by himself.

After all, a cage can be used against an enemy or against oneself.

The idiom "to weave a cocoon around oneself" originated from this.

Now that the enemy is in the open while I am in the dark, Higashino Shuichi estimated that with his current strength, as long as he has some time to figure out the abilities of each of those Fullbringers, he can defeat them one by one without too much of a problem.

However, this means that Higashino Shuichi will inevitably face enormous risks, but of course, the risks and rewards are proportional.

If successful, Higashino Shuichi will not only gain a large amount of material on Fullbringers, which will help him master the soul modification technology of Fullbring in the future, but he will also make a big impression on Kisaragi Shusuke, Muguruma Kensei, Kabuto Asayako, and even Kyoraku Shunsui.

Is it about playing it safe, or gambling on something big?

Even the usually decisive Higashino Shuichi was stumped this time.

Since his transmigration, he has only gambled twice. The first time was when he meticulously planned a scheme to kill a lower-ranking nobleman who was abusing civilians in order to attract Aizen's attention.

Once again, he risked his future by going to Kabuto's house. That time, Higashino Shuichi paved his way to hell.

So what about this time?

Looking at Kensei Muguruma and Rangiku Matsumoto, who were locked in a fierce battle ahead, Shuichi Higashino fell into deep thought.

As the sun rose the next day, in the basement of a secluded hut, one of the two ronin, who had spent the night searching for the secret passage and finally fallen asleep from exhaustion, vaguely saw that the basement door seemed to have been opened slightly.

illusion?

I must still be dreaming!
The ronin slapped himself, then went back to sleep.

Outside Osaka Prefecture, the dirt road, which had just been touched by a light rain overnight, was muddy and slippery.

A bald man and a beautifully dressed woman stepped onto this road.

"So annoying! So annoying! Why do we have to be so cautious when investigating a human town in the real world? Why don't we just release our spiritual pressure and force that guy named Yokosawa Tsuna to come out and fight us?!"

The bald man said impatiently as he tugged at his clothes.

"What if they don't want to fight you? One cent?"
According to intelligence, the former vice-captain of the Third Division seems to have been stationed in this city for quite some time. It's hard to say whether he's made any preparations against us during this time, so it's best to be cautious.

The bald man was called Ikkaku, so the beautiful man speaking was naturally Ayasegawa Yumichika, who was almost inseparable from Ikkaku.

"But this is too uncomfortable, isn't it?"

Madarame Ikkaku tugged at his collar and said with great dissatisfaction.

He was extremely dissatisfied with the artificial body on his body that blocked all spiritual particles from entering.

There was a pop.

As they were talking, Madarame Ikkaku, not paying attention to what was in front of him, bumped into someone.

It hurts a bit, it feels like I hit a steel plate.

"Damn, you!"

Madarame Ikkaku focused his gaze and saw a samurai queuing to enter Osaka Prefecture.

At that moment, the samurai, seemingly angered by being bumped into, turned back to look at him.

"Baka! What are you? How dare you bump into your grandpa Musashi Kojiro?"

"Musashi Kojiro?

Haha, interesting. You seem pretty strong. If you're not convinced, then let's fight!

Remember this: my name is Madarame Ikkaku!

Despite the slight changes in his life trajectory after meeting Higashino Shuichi, Madarame Ikkaku did not change his temperament.

Although Madarame Ikkaku couldn't sense any spiritual pressure from this human named Musashi Kojiro because of the Gikai, he could tell from the man's physical strength and the aura he exuded that he was an extremely powerful samurai.

"One corner."

This time, Ayasegawa Yumichika unusually spoke up to stop his close friend's reckless behavior, because they were on a mission this time.

But Madarame Ikkaku was clearly out of control, and without a word, he drew his Zanpakuto and slashed at Musashi Kojiro. "Ha, child's play!"

But Musashi Kojiro saw Madarame Ikkaku's movements, only snorted coldly, then took a half step back with his left foot and pressed his right hand back on the hilt of his sword.

"Ittachi Iai!"

Before the words had even faded, in Madarame's peripheral vision, Musashi Kojiro seemed to have remained completely still, still in the same sword-drawing posture, with only a slight change in the way his right hand gripped the hilt.

However, he felt an extremely terrifying impact from his Zanpakuto, which instantly sent his body flying hundreds of meters backward.

What just happened?
Even Yumichika Ayasegawa, who had been watching Musashi Kojiro's movements closely, had no idea what had just happened.

It was as if Ikkaku Madarame had been blasted away by a mysterious force halfway through his charge.

At this moment, Ayasegawa Yumichika also became serious.

This human, Musashi Kojiro, is no ordinary person.

"Is that all the strength you have? Who gave you the audacity to be so arrogant in front of me?"

Musashi Kojiro glanced at Madarame Ichikaku, who had fallen face-first into the mud in the distance, and said coldly.

"Ptooey! Haha, not bad, let's do it again!"

Madarame Ikkaku pulled his face out of the mud, spat out a few mouthfuls of mud and sand he had just eaten, and said excitedly.

"Again? Hey, Madarame kid, I don't have time to play childish games with you here!"

Musashi Kojiro smiled dismissively, then turned around without taking Madarame Ikkaku seriously at all, and stepped into Osaka Prefecture amidst the somewhat awe-inspiring gazes of the Osaka Prefecture guards.

However, Ikkaku Madarame wouldn't care about those things. He was a die-hard battle maniac, a common trait among Shinigami of the 11th Division.

Don't want to come? Then we'll fight you until you do!

Madarame Ikkaku, sword in hand, leaped up behind Musashi Kojiro, his Zanpakuto aimed at Kojiro's head.

"Noisy!"

At the same time, Musashi Kojiro suddenly stopped a few steps, muttered a curse under his breath in annoyance, then turned around and drew his katana.

Yan returns!

The thunderous sound that tore through the air extended like firecrackers, and Madarame Ikkaku felt a chill run through his entire body. The red color instantly blurred his vision.

In Ayasegawa Yumichika's view, Madarame Ikkaku had a sharp line of blood neatly cut from his forehead down, and the blood that was blocking Madarame Ikkaku's vision was gushing out from that line.

So fast
So strong
Madarame Ikkaku fell straight down from mid-air and knelt on the ground, barely managing to stay upright by using his Zanpakuto with one hand.

"Yijiao! Are you alright?!"

At this point, even Yumichika Ayasegawa couldn't resist running over to check on Ikkaku Madarame's injuries.

But the main reason was to check the condition of the artificial body on Madarame Ikkaku's body, because no matter how terrifying a human attack looked, it was impossible to cause any real damage to Madarame Ikkaku, who was a Shinigami.

This is an insurmountable chasm between the physical body that constitutes humanity and the spiritual body that constitutes death.

But just as Ayasegawa Yumichika took a step forward, Musashi Kojiro blocked his way between him and Madarame Ikkaku.

"You little rascal, you've been making a racket in that corner ever since the beginning, it's really noisy!"

Musashi Kojiro's face was full of impatience and displeasure.

How could Ayasegawa Yumichika not know the other layer of meaning in Musashi Kojiro's words?
Is this a prelude to taking action against him?

Although Yumichika Ayasegawa doesn't like fighting, he was already prepared for it when he agreed to become a Shinigami alongside his best friend Ikkaku Madarame and eventually joined the 11th Division.

"Yumichika Ayasegawa, please enlighten me!"

Without uttering any unnecessary words or offering any explanation for his actions, all that remained was the sudden surge of fighting spirit in Ayasegawa Yumichika's eyes.

Perhaps he wanted to avenge his best friend?

Or is it possible that he simply wants to fight?

No one knows for sure, but in any case, Ayasegawa Yumichika launched the first attack.

It's a frontal vertical slash, but it's actually a feint. The real killing move is a side upward slash after a sudden change of footwork.

But when Ayasegawa Yumichika did it, he realized that it was all in vain, because Musashi Kojiro had seen through all his movements.

Then it only takes one move.

Yan returns!

It was the same move that knocked Ikkaku Madarame down from the sky.

Even though Ayasegawa Yumichika had seen it once, only when he experienced it firsthand could he truly feel the terror of this move and the despair of being under its influence.

At that time, I was completely powerless to resist.

His Zanpakuto was knocked far away, and like Ikkaku Madarame, blood lines neatly formed in the middle of his body.

Just as Ayasegawa Yumichika was contemplating whether to risk removing his artificial body and then using Kido, he heard Musashi Kojiro turn around and say to the guards of Osaka Prefecture, "Here's the money for you. Find the best doctor in Osaka Prefecture to treat these two wounds. Consider the rest a reward for you!"

After saying that, Musashi Kojiro threw a roll of bandages to Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika each.

"I've just arrived here and I don't have anything else with me. You two can make do with this for now."

Looking at the roll of bandage in his hand, Ayasegawa Yumichika raised his head to look at Musashi Kojiro and asked in confusion, "Why? Why are you healing us? Didn't you find us annoying?"

"Heh, why? I don't know either, maybe it's because they think you guys are quite talented?"

In this world, there are very few people who can withstand one of my blows and still survive.

The fact that both of you were able to withstand one of my blows and not fall down is, in my opinion, quite impressive.

"Perfect timing! I haven't taken on any apprentices in a long time. Would you two be interested in learning kendo from me?"

Musashi Kojiro laughed heartily, then stroked his somewhat stubble beard with one hand and looked at Ayasegawa Yumichika.

"What apprentice? Who wants to be your apprentice? You haven't killed me yet! Come and fight!"

Unexpectedly, after recovering slightly behind Musashi Kojiro, Madarame Ikkaku immediately stood up, gripped his Zanpakuto tightly, and shouted at Musashi Kojiro's back.

Then there is no more then.

Musashi Kojiro merely frowned, lightly drew a circle with his right foot, raised his sword, and sheathed it, leaving an even deeper line of blood on Madarame's abdomen.

Even though Ikkaku Madarame felt he was fine, the Gikai on his body collapsed again beyond his control.

Unless Ikkaku Madarame directly outputs spiritual power now.

However, unlike Higashino Shuichi, who had undergone rigorous spiritual power control training in the hellish environment where spiritual power was limited in order to learn how to control spiritual flow, he, like more than 99% of the Shinigami in Soul Society, simply could not ensure that his spiritual pressure did not overflow while outputting spiritual power.

"Oh~ You're still alive after taking two stabs from me?"

Musashi Kojiro looked at Madarame Ikkaku, who was still not completely defeated, and a hint of interest seemed to appear on his lips.
"It seems I have no choice but to take you as my apprentice!"

While Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika were being forcibly recruited as disciples by Musashi Kojiro, on the other side of Osaka Prefecture, a new-style carriage was urgently sent here due to yesterday's accident.

A middle-aged man dressed in a red priest's uniform and wearing a cross around his neck stood alone beside the carriage.

He nodded slightly as he looked at the expressionless yet intimidating young man who stepped down from the carriage.

"Only one was produced in this batch. The first prototype has already been wasted. Don't make the same mistake again. After all, the materials are hard to find. If this one doesn't yield any results, it will probably take several years to make a similar one next time."

The driver of the carriage coldly warned the middle-aged man wearing a cross.

"Don't worry, that's Death himself."

The middle-aged man, feeling the temperature around him rising due to the boy's presence, spoke confidently.

Because I want to take advantage of the short word count to see if I can get a red badge first, I'll update once every three or four days. If I can get it, I'll immediately update a lot to make up for the missed updates. If I still can't get it, then I'll accept my fate and update a lot to make up for it.

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