I'm really not the number one slacker in Soul Society.

"Yes."

Chunshui nodded. "According to Captain Urahara, your clone died at 3:39."

"So who's behind this? The Tsunayo family? Or the 46 Chambers?"

"I'm not sure, but I tend to think it's a combination of both."

Chunshui took a sip of tea with a gloomy expression and said, "The situation is very strange now. Kotani—it was he who issued the exploration order. When Ukitake and I went to the 46th Chamber to inquire, he 'coincidentally' disappeared. The 46th Chamber took advantage of this and made a fuss. Judging from their appearance, they probably intend to delay until the big problem is turned into a small problem and the small problem is turned into nothing."

"After all, no one died. From the perspective of those old guys, anything below the number of deaths is a minor matter. Even if people die, it can be considered a minor matter. It's already good enough if they don't blame us for not doing a good job."

“Yama, you can’t say things like that outside.” Harumi coughed. “Then there’s the Tsuna-Yashiro family… their situation is even stranger.”

"How is it strange?"

"You remember Tsunayoshi Yoki, the one who introduced you to that... oh right, the training grounds, the one who introduced you there, right?"

"It's not just about remembering..."

"The Tsunayo family pushed all the blame onto that person."

Chunshui looked in the direction of the headquarters, "According to them, it was 'Tsunayoshi Yoki's misinterpretation of the ancient texts that led to his arbitrary actions. I'm sorry, but this scoundrel will definitely be dealt with severely and quickly'—that's how it is. That guy will probably be locked up in the Avici Hell in the next few days, and his sentence will not be less than a thousand years."

"what?"

Mima frowned—in the memories of Tokida's subordinates, Tsunayoshi Yoki was Tokida's cousin and accomplice. The plot to seize the divine sword was planned by them together, and the two were on equal footing.

Now it seems that this is clearly not the case.

Another tool to shield someone from criticism...

"Hmph, 'Since we've paid such a price, what right do you have to pursue this further?'" He clicked his tongue. "What impressive Tai Chi..."

What is Tai Chi?

"It was just me saying something silly, don't take it to heart."

"Is that so?" Chunshui didn't think much of it, but stared at the two of them seriously. "Yima, Lisa, you two need to be careful lately. There are many hidden things behind this incident, and it even involves the Urahara family. There will definitely be more undercurrents later... Your power is weak, and it will be difficult for you to get out of these conspiracies unscathed, so you must be careful."

“Understood,” Lisa nodded.

"Captain, you overestimate me." Mi Zhen chuckled. "I'm in a hurry to go fishing, why would I get involved in something like this?"

In short, be careful in everything you do.

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This was a day when many people broke down.

Some people died of anger (Shinji Koya), and some became scapegoats (Yoki Tsunayoshi). The mastermind who successfully escaped the turmoil with their help should have minimized the damage, but he was still severely weakened. After returning to the Tsunayoshi family, he had a livid face, as if everyone on the street had a blood feud with him.

For Shi Tan, he lost the divine sword he should have acquired, as well as a valuable partner and a top-notch tool. Although these were all deserved punishments for causing trouble, he clearly had a unique set of standards when it came to weighing gains and losses, which could not be judged by common sense.

So he was also breaking down.

After dismissing his men, Shi Tan wanted to smash a plate or something to vent his anger several times, but he held back after some hesitation—after all, his public persona was that of an elegant noble young master, and it wasn't worth ruining his image over such a trivial matter.

But not taking action is one thing, but we certainly can't let our guard down when it comes to talking.

"Urahara-ya"

Shi Tan was breathing heavily, his eyes were wide open, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Countless wicked schemes flashed through his mind, only to be rejected one by one.

No, the divine sword was taken by the messenger, and the messenger's actions can almost be seen as the will of the Urahara family head. There is nothing I can do about them now.

We need to think about this more carefully...

But Shi Tan, half angry and half gloomy, failed to notice another terrifying thing.

There were other people in his room.

Three men dressed in shihaka (death knights) stood in a dark corner. The one in the lead, who wore glasses and looked honest and kind, was calmly speaking with one hand on the shoulder of another dark-skinned man.

"Tosen, be more composed."

"I apologize, Lord Aizen, I lost my composure."

The dark-skinned man stared intently at Shi Tan's retreating figure until Aizen gave him a prompt, at which point he snapped out of his daze.

He immediately lowered his head, looking ashamed.

Seeing this, the silver-haired boy standing on the other side sighed.

"Gentlemen, we're here to do serious business, aren't we?"

"No need to rush. Now that the Soul King's weapon has been taken by the Urahara family, there's no need for us to be in such a hurry as before."

These three were none other than Aizen, Tosen, and Gin, the three traitors who openly and legitimately came to the Tsunayoshiro family under the protection of Kyoka Suigetsu.

Chapter 40: The Powerful Observation from Aizen

The story begins a few hours earlier.

After leaving the cave with Tokina, Aizen first infiltrated several secret archives of the Tsuna Yayo family, found all the information about the divine sword, and then unceremoniously took it all away to his secret base to study it carefully.

This meticulous person even thoughtfully built a fake one for the Tsunayo family using the "Mirror Flower, Water Moon" technique, in case Tokina discovered the theft and broke into the house again.

However, as everyone knows, before embarking on his journey to become the King of Hueco Mundo, Aizen had very few people under his command, with only two core members, one of whom was blind and obviously unable to do the work of reading.

In order to broaden his horizons in the shortest amount of time, Aizen had to conduct intensive, overtime-style human research with the young Gin Ichimaru, giving the latter a taste of the life of a corporate slave.

But as a result, they didn't find anything particularly valuable.

This also directly led to Gin Ichimaru, who came here, having a deep-seated hatred for Tokinada.

You old bastard, you made me waste hours flipping through books? Just you wait, if Tosen ever comes to kill your whole family, I'll definitely stand up for him—

In this group where everyone had their own agenda, the three of them reached a consensus because of the same goal, which is a testament to Shi Tan's superb ability to stir up hatred.

Then they began searching Tokichi's room.

Aizen patiently flipped through the thread-bound books, journals, and bamboo slips, sifting through the intricate contents to find useful information.

For Aizen, this act of directly barging into the headquarters of the four noble families was also a challenge. After all, these people were symbols of power and strength in the Soul Society. No one could say for sure what these behemoths, which had existed for millions of years, were hiding. It was also very possible that they possessed something that could break the Kyoka Suigetsu.

As far as Aizen knew, the "Muramasa" under the Kuchiki family was very likely to be able to do this.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a "divine sword" that ignited his thirst for knowledge, this move would never have been made.

But after actually experiencing it, even someone as composed as Aizen couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

Tsunayoshi family, they really can't do it.

Forget about the risks, he led his men in openly and honestly, without encountering even the slightest obstacle.

Times have really changed... The mastermind behind the plot to kill the Spirit King a million years ago has actually degenerated into this state.

However, this means that the priority of the plan to overthrow the old aristocracy needs to be adjusted.

Let's start by taking down your Tsuna-Yashiro family!

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Several months later, in the Soul Society, Rukongai West Fourth District.

In the period following the end of the Divine Sword incident, various factions became active.

Between the Tsunayo family, the 46th Chamber, and the 13th Gotei 13, a series of battles without gunfire began, the intensity of which could be seen from the amount of overtime Shunsui was working.

In recent months, this middle-aged, flamboyant man hasn't even had time to drink with Mi Zhen. He's been busy non-stop every day, and his appearance has become quite sloppy.

However, Mima had absolutely nothing to do with these things.

This brings us to the difference between Chunshui and Mizhen.

Although both are top-notch slackers, their behavioral logic is different. For the former, it's a hobby, while for the latter, it's a way of life. Chunshui follows a flexible principle of "slacking off a little if you can, and if you can't, then don't bother," while Mizhen holds the firm bottom line of "how can a person live without slacking off?"

So ultimately, Mi Zhen is stronger.

In addition, the "official slacking-off plaque" he received from Chunshui (meaning he was told not to be active recently) combined with the other two, his workload was reduced to almost nothing, allowing him to enjoy a leisurely life of leisure for a while.

—Refers to the "original body" within Soul Society.

In the past few months, the identity of "Watanabe Yama" has been quite leisurely. He sleeps until he naturally wakes up every day, fishes until he gets tired of it, and cooks until he enjoys it. But don't forget, he also has two other identities.

The "messenger" studies the ways of the underworld in the mortal realm, pondering how to better utilize the divine sword. Every day, he consumes piles of manuscript paper in the dark, abandoned factory, making him the king of manuscripts among kings.

"Ryugetsu" was active around the Seireitei, gathering intelligence—counting the days, Aizen's first act of causing trouble was about to begin, and news of residents disappearing into thin air was frequently heard in Rukongai. Even someone as indifferent as him couldn't remain unmoved at a time like this.

As Mizhen fumbled with both hands, and because he hadn't yet exhausted the excess spiritual pressure he'd gained from the divine sword, he dared not dispel the clone. This only intensified the sense of separation, causing Mizhen to have several nightmares about his own split personality.

"System... please give me a skill in this area..."

After taking the fish off the hook and hearing the familiar "Spiritual Pressure +2" notification, Mima muttered to himself, "Like multitasking or something, being a drama queen is getting harder and harder..."

Suddenly, heavy footsteps sounded from Mi Zhen's left rear.

He turned around and saw a group of burly men in neat uniforms walking over with an air of ruthlessness. The white-haired man at the head of the group was arguing with a petite green-haired woman, exuding an aura of villainy.

The Sixth Division, the Ninth Squad—no matter how many times I see them, they're always so awe-inspiring…

To be honest, Mima didn't really understand Kensei's aesthetic sense, and he had always kept his distance from the Ninth Division led by him... He knew they were good people, but their appearance, which almost had the words "Yakuza chivalry" written on their faces, was really not to his liking, so he simply didn't interact with them often.

But even so, if we're really talking about it, Mi Zhen would still be willing to call him "elder brother".

During the training grounds, Kensei risked his life to protect his clone, and this loyalty doesn't become laughable just because he didn't actually need that kind of protection.

He was about to stand up and say hello, but the sharp-eyed Jiu Nanbai spotted him first.

"Kensei—look, isn't that someone from the 8th Division?"

"Oh!"

Following Kunan Shiro's directions, Kensei swaggered forward and greeted Yama in his booming voice, "Isn't this Watanabe, the fifth seat? Fishing here...?"

This rough-looking man probably wouldn't understand the beauty inherent in fishing, this ancient hunting sport. He just scratched his head, revealing a straightforward "this guy is so idle" expression.

So you people are really...

"Oh, Captain Kensei."

Mizhen put down her fishing rod, stood up, and went to meet her.

After greeting everyone he recognized and dodging Kunanbai's prodding, he started talking to Kensei, asking, "Did the entire Ninth Division receive some big mission?"