Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"You must have heard what I just said in the meeting, right?"

Ruyue Ming paused for a moment, then nodded, not understanding what Yamamoto was up to.

"Regarding the investigation into the Night Raid on the Twelfth Division."

Yamamoto said calmly, "The strength of the thirteenth team alone is not enough to complete it in a short time."

"Moreover, according to the intelligence gathered at the scene, the person who escaped was at least as strong as a vice-captain."

"So I was thinking, could we use the power of sacrifice..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ru Yueming's eyes widened.

When did this old man become so adaptable, actually asking to borrow the power of the One-Eyed God to investigate the case?!

In his impression, Yamamoto was rigid-minded, inflexible, and belonged to the most conservative of the conservatives.

Despite spending so much time together, the old man has changed somewhat under his influence.

However, he will not easily compromise on matters of principle.

It's easy to see from the undercover plan that Akira had previously proposed to him that Yamamoto was very resistant to such things.

"Any questions?"

Seeing his disciple acting foolishly, Yamamoto frowned, his intuition as a strict teacher becoming increasingly clear.

"No, no!" Ru Yueming waved her hands repeatedly.

Yamamoto narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at the boy in front of him, and said seriously, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Swah——

Ru Yueming's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and he stammered, unable to speak.

As mentioned before, acting skills are for outsiders. In front of Yamamoto, a teacher who cares about his students, he probably knows what kind of nonsense he's going to spout the moment he opens his mouth.

Yamamoto, leaning on his cane, stared intently at the boy in front of him.

As he stared at the boy for a while, he noticed that the boy's expression was becoming increasingly unnatural.

This scene seemed familiar.

Yamamoto recalled that hundreds of years ago, when he was still teaching at the Spirit Arts Academy, Kyoraku Shunsui always had this same expression whenever he made a mistake.

This kid definitely didn't do anything good.

He began to think about the foolish things Ruyueming might have done during this time.

Beating up a colleague?

No, the Eleventh Division values ​​martial virtue. Even if they get beaten up, they will only admire and respect the person who beat them.

Marrying into the Shifeng family?

No, that's not right. This kid is very opposed to marrying into a family, and he has warned him about it before.

So, is it dereliction of duty?

Thinking about this, Yamamoto almost laughed at his own thoughts. If this kid had even a little bit of professional ethics, he wouldn't be getting beaten up every day.

Wait……

Yamamoto suddenly realized that Kisaragi Akira might have disobeyed him and joined the Tsunayoshiro family's faction without permission.

Kisaragi, who had been observing Yamamoto's expression, saw the change in his facial muscles and, without a word, delivered a backhand punch—

They smashed the walls of the dojo.

He's not foolish enough to launch a counterattack against Yamamoto now.

The disparity between the enemy and ourselves was too great. Even if Yamamoto were fast asleep, he would not be able to launch a successful sneak attack, let alone just be distracted.

If he dared to counterattack Yamamoto at this moment, his instinctive counterattack alone could send Ruyue Ming to his death and back to the embrace of the One-Eyed God.

boom!

A deafening roar erupted from the barracks, immediately drawing the attention of countless members.

A huge hole appeared in the newly repaired temple wall, and a figure darted out from it, weaving through the streets like lightning.

In an instant, Ru Yueming rushed to the front of the team's barracks. With victory within reach, he was overjoyed and felt that his Instant Step level had been improved.

Run faster.

However, someone was faster than him.

boom!

Ru Yueming's vision went black as she crashed solidly into a body as large as a mountain, instantly bouncing back.

When he looked up and shook his dazed head, he was shocked to find a shadow looming over him.

Despite being less than 1.7 meters tall, he exuded an imposing presence that made him seem 2.8 meters tall.

"Teacher, please let me explain..."

Ru Yueming grinned sheepishly, attempting a final struggle.

However, Yamamoto didn't say anything and picked him up like a chick, carrying him back to the dojo.

The team members only glanced at this scene a few times before looking away.

This situation simply arises because the Third Seat of Asahi has become stronger and more confident, wanting to defy the odds and challenge the higher powers, only to be slapped back to reality by the Captain-Commander.

Or perhaps it was some of Kisaragi Sansuke's ingenious ideas that angered the Captain-Commander, who decided to teach them a small lesson.

Since Ruyue Ming became a disciple of Yuanliu, similar situations have occurred every week.

The captain's roar often echoed throughout the entire First Division barracks.

They're used to it; it's nothing new to them.

Didn't you see that Vice Captain Chojiro Sasakibe and Third Seat Genjiro Okiga are still leisurely drinking tea on the side?

can only say--

Basic exercises, don’t do six.

As someone was dragged back into hell, a powerful wail echoed throughout the dojo.

Interspersed among them were the sounds of intense physical collisions, like two polar bears wrestling, thumping loudly.

Would you like more tea?

Chojiro asked.

"Excuse me."

Genjiro Oki nodded in acknowledgment.

Chojiro Suzaku skillfully added water and poured tea, then pushed the slightly rippling teacup in front of Genjiro Okiga.

The two simultaneously picked up their teacups, took a small sip, savoring the aroma filling their mouths, and exclaimed in unison, "Good tea!"

Meanwhile, from the nearby training ground, a roar as bright as the moon rang out at just the right moment:

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

"Yamamoto, I..."

Bang! !

The deafening sound, like the collapse of the sky, immediately silenced the rest of his sentence.

…………

Inside the dilapidated dojo.

Yamamoto sat cross-legged on the only intact floor, holding a cup of freshly heated tea. He took a small sip, savoring the lingering aroma, and calmly said:

"Tell me, what information did you obtain after joining the Tsunayoshiro family faction?"

He might doubt whether his disciple had any brains, but he would never doubt Ru Yueming's ability to get things done.

How could someone who could disrupt the rebels' movements several times simply go undercover?

"Actually, it's not any important intelligence."

Ruyue Ming hesitated for a moment, then said, "I just went to the Twelfth Division and got a soul-binding technique..."

Click!

The cup in Yamamoto's hand shattered with a crack, turning into countless dust particles that scattered from his palm, and thick blue veins bulged on his shiny forehead.

The old man, who had been calm and composed just moments before, now transformed into a hellish demon once more, unleashing a torrent of fiery energy.

Just moments before, he had been discussing at the team leader meeting how to capture criminals, uphold the laws of Soul Society, and maintain the justice in his heart.

They are even willing to make certain compromises for this.

But in the end, the fish that escaped the net were in their own pond!

"I am so angry!"

Without further ado, Yamamoto struck down with his palm. It was just an ordinary blow, but it unleashed an earth-shattering force.

As Yueming's eyes widened, before she could even defend herself, she was slammed directly into the broken floorboards, like a groundhog peeking out.

After a severe beating, Yamamoto's anger subsided, and he sat back down at the tea table.

Stop pretending to be dead and come here!

Upon hearing this, Ruyueming, who had been lying on the ground like a dead fish, suddenly turned over and came to the front of him with great energy, sitting down cross-legged.

Looking at Kisaragi Akira, who seemed completely unaffected, Yamamoto wondered if he should increase the intensity of his teaching next time.

Aside from some minor injuries like bruises and swelling on his face, he was unharmed after those two beatings.

If this continues, this kid might develop a rebellious streak.

Yamamoto, who knew Akira Kisaragi very well, thought to himself that this was the case.

"Tell me the details."

"Nothing can be overlooked!"

After a moment of contemplation, Asuka Akira recounted in detail everything that had happened since Yoruichi's support and her joining Tsunayoshiro's faction.