Death: Captain Millennium

As darkness fell, the Seventh Division was filled with a joyful and peaceful atmosphere. The blazing bonfire illuminated every corner, seemingly dispelling the darkness without a trace. Lin Yu, smiling, led the team members to kick off this grand bonfire party.

The flames danced and leaped, illuminating everyone's excited faces. The soldiers sat around the bonfire, glasses raised high, chatting and laughing happily. Their hearty laughter echoed in the air, weaving into a joyful melody.

However, in this lively scene, there are two people who seem out of place: Rukia and Ichigo. At this time, Orihime and others are smiling from ear to ear, enjoying this joy, but Rukia and Ichigo have sad faces, as if shrouded in a layer of haze.

Today should have been a wonderful day, but for Rukia and Ichigo, it turned into a nightmare they'd never forget. Not only had they been spanked, but they were also punished by writing a 10,000-word self-criticism! This number weighed like a heavy mountain on their hearts, suffocating them.

While everyone else was immersed in the sea of ​​celebration, Rukia and Ichigo could only sit by with grimace, buried in their pen and paper, writing furiously. Watching the others' jubilation, they felt a surge of envy, jealousy, and bitterness. Those smiling faces seemed so glaring to them.

Time ticked by as the two poor souls racked their brains, racking their brains to piece together each word. Their fingers grew slightly sore from holding the pen for so long, and beads of sweat began to form on their foreheads.

After a long and agonizing ordeal, the two finally completed their 10,000-word self-review. Looking at the thick stack of manuscript paper before them, they breathed a sigh of relief, feeling almost completely exhausted, but finally, they had made it through…

"Rukia, why does this barbecue not taste good to me?"

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at the sizzling and fragrant barbecue skewers in his hand with a sad face, but he just couldn't muster the slightest interest to taste it.

"I feel the same way. It has no taste at all."

Rukia nodded weakly in agreement. She took a small, symbolic bite of a skewer of grilled meat and didn't want to eat it anymore.

The two of them ate the barbecue in silence, as if the delicious barbecue had turned into tasteless wood in their mouths, just like chewing wax.

"Hey! How is that possible? This barbecue smells really good!"

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly rang out. Orihime Inoue came over at some point, looked curiously at Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia who looked distressed, then reached out and picked up a skewer of grilled meat from the plate, started eating it in big mouthfuls, and kept exclaiming: It's really delicious!

"Well, it tastes really good."

Hearing what Orihime said, the taciturn Chad Taisho also spoke up and started eating the barbecue with relish.

Seeing everyone eating so happily, Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia couldn't help but look at each other. Is there really something wrong with their sense of taste?

"It's not that the barbecue is not tasty, but they are both feeling bitter, so that affects their taste."

"When a person is depressed or anxious, the brain secretes certain chemicals that affect our taste perception..."

The top student Ishida Uryu came over, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and explained the principle to Orihime and Chad in a serious manner.

Listening to Yulong's endless stream of scientific theories, Orihime and Chad couldn't help but laugh. Yulong himself was secretly glad that he hadn't offended Lin Yu like Kurosaki Ichigo and Rukia had, otherwise the hard-working duo would have become a hard-working trio!

Not long into the party, two figures appeared in the courtyard of the Seventh Squad as quickly as ghosts.

"Lin Yu, you didn't invite everyone to this bonfire party. That's really rude of you! It's really disrespectful!"

Accompanied by a clear and pleasant voice, everyone looked closely and found that the person who spoke was the captain of the fourth team, Unohana Retsu. She was smiling, and the vice-captain, Kotetsu Yuune, was following closely beside her.

At this moment, several more figures arrived. Upon closer inspection, they were the captains of the other squads, all rushing to the scene with their lieutenants.

"Hahahaha, little brat! How can such a lively occasion be without me?"

I heard his voice before I saw him. It turned out to be the captain of the first squadron, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni. His loud and majestic voice came from afar.

"Dear captains! Actually, today's bonfire party was originally just a welcome ceremony specially prepared for me by the brothers in the team. If I rashly invite you all along, I'm afraid it would be too rude."

Seeing the captains suddenly appear, Lin Yu's eyes rolled and he made up a fairly reasonable excuse.

"How could we be such pedantic people?"

Captain Yamamoto smiled nonchalantly and warmly invited the captains to take their seats.

"Today, I will let you little brats experience my superb cooking skills!"

After saying this, Captain Yamamoto swiftly took off the haori that symbolized his status and casually placed it aside. Then, he grasped the hilt of his sword with his right hand and yanked Ryujin Jakka from its scabbard.

In an instant, a cold light shone everywhere, and the air around them seemed to tremble slightly due to this powerful spiritual pressure. Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but secretly marvel in their hearts.

Lin Yu sighed helplessly and quickly covered his face with his hands. He obviously had a bad premonition about what was going to happen next.

As expected, Captain Yamamoto, without a word, grabbed the various ingredients on the plate in front of him and tossed them upward. The colorful and diversely shaped ingredients instantly flew into the air like a flock of dancing butterflies.

Captain Yamamoto flashed, executing a dazzling, graceful turn. His Zanpakutō streaked across the night sky like lightning, piercing each flying ingredient with uncanny precision, securing them firmly on the blade.

"Flowing blade like fire!"

As Captain Yamamoto unleashed his Zanpakutō, the blade, which had previously gleamed with a cold light, suddenly erupted in flames. The blazing flames licked the ingredients skewered on it, making a crackling sound.

In the blink of an eye, the courtyard was filled with enticing aromas and a surging heat. And just like that, a unique barbecue buffet officially began...

"it is good!"

"Captain is invincible! His cooking skills are unmatched!"

The new generation of captains, who had never seen such a scene, were stunned at first, and then quickly applauded.

Tonight is destined to be sleepless! After this little episode, the atmosphere of the party reached a climax. The road ahead was long, and everyone was drinking and chatting, enjoying this rare moment of peace.