You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

The old woman was a very gentle person. She not only took Iori home and taught him how to survive in Rukongai, but also asked her other "child" to take good care of him.

Then Iori got a new surname—

Indigo dyeing

Well, it's called a surname, but ordinary Japanese people at that time didn't have any decent surnames. The old woman ran a clothing store and had a proud dyeing technique called "indigo dyeing"—that's where her surname came from. By the way, the pronunciation of indigo dyeing is similar to "Aizen Myō-ō" in Buddhism, which sounds quite sophisticated.

There's nothing wrong with the surname itself, but it stands out jarringly within the world of Bleach...

Then, as expected, Iori encountered a girl with long, straight black hair named "Souyuhime".

She lived in Rukongai, which was ranked quite low, when she was a child, until she was adopted by an old woman and renamed "Aizen Souyuki". However, people usually call her "Yuki".

Based solely on this surname and similar name, can we determine that she is the cunning BOSS...? Iori felt that this was not a matter to be taken lightly.

After all, there's no collaboration with Type-Moon, so they can't keep their penises around all the time.

The main reason is that Iori now also bears the surname Aizen, so who knows, it might not be Yuuki who replaces that scheming, bespectacled person, but him...

Based on Iori's observations over the years, Yuuki's talent is indeed terrifyingly good, and her personality is somewhat cunning, but her mental state and behavior are generally within the normal range, and there are no signs of her turning evil.

Compare that to yourself, and think about how many people have become heartbreakers in your pursuit of "style" (highbrow taste), inspiring countless yearnings for that distant kind of love...

No matter how I thought about it, Iori felt that there was a high chance that he would take Aizen's place!

Of course, he was certain that he had neither possessed nor been possessed by anyone else, so no matter who possessed Aizen... he was indifferent and didn't care.

To be honest, Iori wasn't particularly bothered by the fact that she had transmigrated into the body of the BOSS's family member or the BOSS himself.

Is Aizen a villain? Yes.

But who can blame them when this is "Bleach"? Who can blame them when this godforsaken place is a place where you can easily find a bunch of schemers and villains?

Even the Gotei 13, the Shinigami themselves, are not a "just" organization, but rather a "necessary evil."

Their Zanpakuto are always meant to protect "order," while right and wrong, good and evil are secondary.

Ultimately, why is Aizen considered a great demon?

The secondary reason was that he assassinated his colleagues and created the Hogyoku, but the main reason was that he purged those old fogies from the 46th Chamber!

And those who attempt to overthrow the order and become the master of the throne!

To put it bluntly, they can tolerate mad scientists (such as Mayuri Kurotsuchi) and many corrupt nobles, but they cannot tolerate ambitious people.

The Gotei 13 is no clean place; the darkness within is too deep...

Iori wouldn't be so focused on "upholding justice" just because the protagonist in the original work fought against various villains, only to find that the nobles were the ones who benefited after she was beaten up by various bosses. Even Ichigo, the original protagonist, as a traditional hot-blooded youth, didn't fight for the sake of a grand narrative, but simply for the sake of friendship.

Of course, Iori won't evolve into a scheming villain and embark on a path of no return just because she becomes "Aizen"—there's no reason for her to turn evil now.

Iori doesn't prioritize others; she always prioritizes herself and judges gains and losses solely from her own perspective!

Furthermore, staying in one faction and playing the low-profile game of infiltration is not a viable strategy.

Are you kidding me? Even if you want to keep a low profile, you still have to ask the final boss, Yhwach, if he'll allow it!

Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?

The worst thing is that if you pretend to be a pig your whole life, you'll end up being a real pig. When the Quincy King returns from the Wandenreich and starts purging and slaughtering the entire Soul Society, you won't even know how to escape!

Iori is a very decisive person:

His fate is in his own hands!

However, obtaining the power to control one's destiny is not easy.

Let's set a small goal first:

His individual strength surpasses Yhwach and the Great Monk, so his forces must be comparable to Las Noches, the Thirteen Divisions, and the Sternritter, right?

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Chapter 2: Art Style Determines Everything!

If others knew about Iori's "grand plan" and his actual situation, they would probably laugh their heads off.

Because in the world of Bleach, where spiritual pressure determines everything, Iori is different from ordinary souls, possessing a decisive flaw:

There was absolutely no "spiritual pressure" detectable on him!

Spiritual pressure, like chakra, Haki, Substitute, and Cosmo, is an energy system exclusive to a specific worldview.

In Bleach, spiritual pressure is like magic power in cultivation novels, a decisive factor in strength and realm. Although the concept of a "Zanpakuto" as a natal spiritual weapon is more eye-catching, without spiritual pressure, everything is just castles in the air.

In theory, all matter in Soul Society is composed of spirit particles (basic particles), and the souls living here are no exception, each possessing a certain amount of spiritual pressure.

However, most people have such low spiritual pressure that it is negligible, and only a small number of people reach a certain standard and can become "Grim Reapers".

Iori's situation is relatively good:

Perhaps due to the inherent soul buff of a transmigrator, his spiritual pressure was among the highest of all the souls.

However, compared to the overpowered characters in the original story... hey!

With his talent, if he wanted to learn Bankai solely through his own cultivation, it would take him hundreds of years... This has been verified by a certain unrecognizable, lousy system.

This led Iori to stop relying on traditional training methods to become stronger, thus embarking on a path of continuous improvement in her "art style"...

"It's getting late, let's go back."

"I'll come see you again next time~"

After helping to close the shop, the siblings said goodbye to their mother-in-law and then left the shop in their everyday clothes.

It was already dusk, but the streets were quite lively, with pedestrians coming and going and various vendors shouting their wares. It didn't look like the afterlife at all, but was full of vitality and life.

However, Iori knew that this was only a small part of Soul Society.

After saving up some money, Aizen's family moved to their current "Hidden" district, one of the top-ranked Rukongai districts. It is close to Seireitei, has excellent security, and is extremely prosperous because nobles and Shinigami often come here to spend money.

However, if you keep going outwards, Rukongai will become more and more desolate and chaotic, until it becomes a lawless zone.

The Seireitei, the center guarded by numerous Rukongai, may seem high above, aloof, and magnificent, but it is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface. Countless darkness and dangers still lurk in the shadows.

As a transmigrator, Iori was well aware of this, so even after being reborn here, he did not let himself go.

Unlike my previous life, this time I have real "family" and people I care about...

"Why are you in a daze?"

Yuuki glanced at him: "And what are you hiding in your bag?"

"Huh?" Iori raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“What’s so surprising? Since just now, your left thumb has unintentionally rubbed against your bag thirteen times in three minutes, and when someone walks by on your left, the angle of your dodge is about 13% larger than usual.”

very scary!

What's wrong with this guy?!

As expected, even in the parallel world version, Aizen is still Aizen. Even the two debuffs of being gender-modified and having big breasts but no brains can stop her?

"Forehead……"

Taking advantage of her height, Yuuki looked down at Iori and leaned forward menacingly, forcing the boy to take a half-step back to avoid being hit by that familiar elasticity.

“Especially when I mentioned the handbag just now, your eyes were clearly wavering, and you couldn’t help but sneak glances at it—like now.”

Iori paused, stunned. "You've really observed me very closely..."

"Ugh?"

Yuki was also stunned, but she quickly recovered and didn't dwell on it.

"Alright, what exactly are you hiding that you don't want me to know?"

"N-nothing~" Iori's eyes darted around. "It's just some things boys use. You're not going to forcibly search my personal belongings, are you, sister?"

"Of course not. After all, you're all grown up now, so it's normal for you to keep some erotic pictures or the like."

"Normal my foot!" Iori suddenly went berserk. "Don't slander me!"

"Isn't this all the stuff a boy your age would 'use'?"

"You seem to have some misunderstanding about boys. I'm not the kind of person who would carry around erotic pictures, understand?"

Iori was indignant: That's so disrespectful! How can something as outdated as erotic pictures compare to my newly completed "Young Mistress Baiyin"?

　This is a complete set of illustrations and text, with full-color illustrations drawn by hand. It's on a completely different level from the bizarre art styles of this era!

Sighing, Iori saw Yuuki's amused look and knew she was just teasing him. But since there was nothing shameful about it, he reached into his bag and took out—

It is not a "new creation" but a yellow wooden box with delicate texture.

I originally planned to give it to you on New Year's Day.

He raised his hand to show it, revealing it to be a gift for Yuuki!

The woman with long, straight black hair widened her eyes in surprise, her lips twitching involuntarily, but she managed to suppress a laugh and casually took the box.

"I thought it was something extraordinary, I didn't expect you to think of giving me a gift... What's inside, a hairpin or a comb?"

As she spoke, she opened the box, but inside were not ordinary items, but ornaments with two pieces of transparent glass set in a black wooden frame.

"Glasses?" Yuuki blinked, somewhat puzzled.

Why did you give me this?

According to the current calendar, it is now around the 18th century AD. Even in modern Japan, glasses are rare items, but not enough to make someone unrecognizable, let alone in the Soul Society where the technology tree is very skewed.

Yuuki only knew that this thing could correct vision, but her eyes were already bright and sharp, so she shouldn't need it at all.

Iori explained, "These aren't nearsighted glasses, but rather a pair of non-prescription glasses. They don't have any effect when worn; they're just for decoration."

"Decoration?" Yuuki picked up her glasses, looked around, and couldn't help but chuckle. "If you want to please a girl, you'd better choose a hairpin. What is this?"

"Because you really need it, sister." Iori said with a disdainful look. "Didn't you say that there are quite a few chauvinistic guys in the academy who think they can't compare to you in height, spiritual pressure, or Kido, so they often come to cause you trouble?"

"That's true." Yuuki was quite calm about it. She was still developing a cunning personality, but she didn't want to show off. So she had been very low-key in the assessment, only maintaining a top-three position in all subjects and giving up the first place.

Otherwise, she would have graduated long ago with her undeniable and overwhelming strength!

Even so, Yuuki stood out among the students, and some self-important noble children disliked her and ostracized her at every turn.

Of course, this is nothing to Yuuki:

Should the moon hide behind the clouds just because wild dogs are howling at her?

They're just a bunch of pretty faces, but Yu-hime has to be very careful with her strength to make sure she runs over them without crushing them.

Iori continued, "Wearing these glasses will reduce similar troubles a lot."

"Really?" Yuuki asked, still somewhat doubtful.

"Your eyes are too sharp; you can't hide them even if you try to be low-key. Wearing glasses can effectively conceal this and also blur other people's impressions of you."

Iori said seriously, "Glasses can reduce a person's presence. I used to know someone named 'Shinpachi-kun,' who even mastered the skill to the point that people only noticed his glasses and ignored him as a person."

"...It feels very suspicious."

Yuuki glanced at the black-rimmed glasses with disdain, but after looking at Iori, she pursed her lips and decided to accept them anyway.

"But you rarely give me things... Here, help me put it on."

"it is good!"

Iori was in high spirits and carefully put the glasses on Yuuki's high nose bridge, who had lowered her head and closed her eyes.

"Hmm, it's weird... but surprisingly it feels good." Yuuki opened her eyes, pushed up her glasses with her fingers to adjust their position, and unexpectedly liked them.

"It suits you perfectly, Aizen."

Iori gazed quietly at Yuuki, who had put on her glasses, and smiled with a mixture of nostalgia and triumph.

"Instead, it gives people the feeling that 'this is what Inzen is all about'."

“Call me ‘Aizen’ instead of ‘Yuki’ or ‘older sister’… Every time you address me by my surname, the atmosphere becomes gloomy and somber.”

Just as I suspected—you're hiding something from me, aren't you?

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