Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Tetsuzai looked at the boy in front of him with a conflicted expression, and hesitated, saying, "Actually, the Kido Clan is more suitable for you."

Aizen nodded slightly and said politely, "I'm sorry, Tessai-sensei, I had already submitted my application to join the 12th Division before you arrived."

"Moreover, Captain Yizhou also gave a precise response."

Wo Ling Tiezhai sighed, "That's such a pity."

"With your talent in the path of the demons, you are fully capable of achieving great things."

Aizen didn't say anything, only responded with a smile.

Woriya Tetsuzhai left with a heavy heart.

He was quite saddened that he had failed to win over either of the two geniuses he favored.

…………

"You actually joined the 12th Division?"

Akira was shocked when she learned of Aizen's whereabouts.

"Yes, the research atmosphere in the Twelfth Division is very good, and the materials in various fields are very complete, which will help me to learn and improve better in the future."

Looking at the boy in front of him, Aizen calmly said without changing his expression.

Upon hearing this, Ru Yueming frowned and walked around him again and again.

Just as Aizen's patience was nearing its limit, he abruptly stopped and said seriously:

"The 12th Division is not bad either; it's not too far from the 11th Division's barracks."

"With our combined talent and strength, I'll become the captain of the 11th Division, and you'll become the captain of the 12th Division. Let's grow bigger and stronger together and create new glories!"

"Dominating the Soul Society and standing atop the heavens is just around the corner!"

Thank you so much to the generous donors, and thank you to all the big shots for your votes. Thank you!

Chapter 93 Dramatic Change in Art Style

The next morning.

As the first rays of sunlight fell into Zhenyang's dormitory, a slightly thin figure was washing up in front of the mirror.

Her brown hair was combed down slightly, partially covering her forehead, adding to her gentle and refined appearance.

I'm about to report to a new squad, and to avoid any unnecessary accidents, I need to put a little effort into my appearance.

After he finished combing his hair, Aizen, who already looked frail, became even more harmless, like the most inconspicuous invisible person in the school.

He was the only one in the huge dormitory room.

Before the morning bell rang at the Spirit Arts Academy, Asuka Akira perfectly demonstrated her ability to disappear without a trace, quickly washed up, left the academy, and headed straight to the Eleventh Division to report for duty.

There was no sense of parting, just like skipping class on a normal day.

For him, this kind of separation was not a farewell at all, let alone any sad feelings.

Aizen quickly tidied up his belongings, stood at the door, and silently gazed at the familiar scene, as images from the past flashed through his mind.

As the moment drew to a close, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"goodbye……"

…………

Eleventh Division, barracks.

Akira arrived here full of anticipation, ready to embrace her future life in the squad.

Before he came, he had thought about what the Eleventh Division would be like.

According to past memories, the Eleventh Division upholds martial virtues, and its members are naturally combative. The division's barracks even have a fighting arena for members to fight each other.

Therefore, even if he saw the soldiers fighting each other fiercely, even tearing down houses, Ru Yueming would not be surprised at all.

Because this is the norm for the Eleventh Division.

But when he arrived at the barracks, he keenly sensed the dejected atmosphere that permeated the air.

"Something's wrong!"

Ru Yueming's eyes sharpened. "Something's very wrong!"

There were no boisterous shouts of battle, no shirtless clashes of blood, and no brutal fights that reached the point of life and death.

The grassy area around the team's barn was quiet and covered in dust, with piles of household garbage everywhere.

An atmosphere of decay permeated the air, and a gentle breeze caused the dilapidated wooden corridor to emit a series of shrill, ear-piercing sounds.

Ru Yueming walked among them with a frown, searching for the figures of the other team members.

Normally, even the Eleventh Division, which is always on the front lines and has the highest casualty count among the Gotei 13, shouldn't have so few personnel.

Where have everyone gone?

When he stepped into the barracks, he was shocked to find scenes that left him speechless.

"Thirty thousand."

"Two barrels."

"bump!"

In the barracks, dozens of meters away from the grassland, there was a lot of noise and bustle. More than a dozen Death Squad members, who exuded a lazy and unambitious aura, sat at several tables, smoking, drinking, and playing mahjong, perfectly embodying the word "smoky and chaotic".

Noticing Ruyue Ming's entrance, the bystanders sitting at the table watching the battle turned around to look at him.

"Oh, newbie reporting for duty?"

"He looks very young. Could he be a genius who just graduated from the Spirit Arts Academy?"

"Want to play a couple of rounds? No money involved!"

"Damn it, did you steal my cards when I wasn't looking?!"

"Stop slandering me! This card is clearly mine!"

"Did I say which card it was? You're just admitting it without being asked, aren't you?!"

"You bastard, you really deserve a beating!"

To Kisaragi Akira's astonishment, the group of seemingly lazy Shinigami warriors suddenly erupted into battle.

Although they did not use spiritual pressure, it was easy to tell from their movements that these people were all seasoned veterans.

The movements are swift and concise, without the slightest hesitation; if I say I'll poke your eye, I won't kick your crotch.

Just as the crowd was in a commotion, another figure hurriedly ran in from outside the barracks.

A young man with slightly wavy black hair.

It was Gosuke, whom I had seen in the First Division last time.

As the acting captain, Gosuke still held some prestige in the Eleventh Division. After a reprimand, the group of lazy bums slunk away.

Once everything had calmed down, he bowed apologetically and said:

"I'm so sorry, Captain Kisaragi..."

Before Gosuke could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Asuka:

"Don't call me captain!"

"He hasn't been appointed yet, and it's also difficult to explain to Old Man Shan."

Although it's already a done deal, it's still somewhat shocking to hear that someone would become the team leader right after graduation.

Moreover, this could easily arouse suspicion that the previous captain of the mole-city was framed and sent to prison by Captain-Commander Yamamoto.

His aim was to support his own disciples to rise to power, and then dominate the Soul Society after unifying the thirteen squads.

Although Yamamoto could easily accomplish such a thing with his personal strength, those nobles suffering from paranoia just liked to spout conspiracy theories every day.

To avoid suspicion, and also to allow Yamamoto to live two more years.

After pondering for a while, Akira Kisaragi will decide whether to take on the role of captain of the Eleventh Division.

"Then it's Lord Ruyue."

Wu Zhu was quick-witted and reacted rapidly, immediately grasping the crux of the matter.

"can."

Ruyue Ming gladly accepted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gosuke showed a dejected look, just like the group of lazy bums from before.

"Actually, this is what happened."

After his explanation, Akira finally understood why the Eleventh Division, which revered martial virtue, had become such a mess.

Since Kuroshiki died at the hands of Azashiro Sōya during the Kenpachi battle, Azashiro Sōya has taken over as the eighth Kenpachi.

Because of his Zanpakuto ability, Sou Azashiro can also create clones by aggregating spiritual particles, and then directly take over all the duties of the Eleventh Division.

When everyone else has nothing to do, they have to find other ways to pass the time.

At first, everyone was enthusiastically competing and fighting each other, giving their all with sweat and passion.

But over time, this method became boring.

After all, you can't just kill your own companion with a single blow, can you?

When Kuroshiki was alive, he would lead a group of soldiers out to carry out missions to kill enemies or suppress rebels.

Although most of his opponents were killed by Kuruyashiki alone, the others were still able to smell the blood and exchange a few blows.

However, when the team leader was changed to Souya Mochishiro, the efficiency of mission completion skyrocketed.

Often, just as the mission is announced and everyone is about to head out full of anticipation, Mochi City Shuang returns from outside, claiming that he has defeated the opponent.

The exaggerated efficiency left everyone else with absolutely nothing to do.

If this continues, the only way to pass the time will be by playing mahjong or something similar.