A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 618 611. The gentle trap

"Dong——"

The end of the cane hit the wooden floor and made a muffled sound. The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet after this sound.

Gathered at this moment were the captains of the Gotei 13th Division, except for Ukitake Jushiro, the captain of the 13th Division, who was on leave due to health reasons. Everyone looked at the old man standing in the center of the hall, holding a cane.

"It's an emergency right now!"

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni squinted his eyes slightly and said solemnly, "The Gotei 13 team has lost one adjutant. It is no longer appropriate to hand over the task to the lower team members now. I will not pursue Ichimaru's solo action just now. Already..."

As he spoke, he opened his eyes slightly and forgot to glance at Ichimaru Gin who was standing in the queue.

Noticing this look, Ichimaru Gin also smiled and thanked: "Thank you very much, Captain-General, for your generosity."

"Then...what happens next..."

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni looked around at everyone, "High-ranking officials, including the adjutant, listen to the order! From now on, please be sure to wear a Zanpakutō in the court at all times, and you are allowed to be completely liberated during battle! After leaving here, convey it to Your lieutenants and absentees!”

As he spoke, his slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened completely, and his blazing gaze made people horrified, "Gentlemen! There is one thing I think I should remind you first...don't be careless, otherwise...it will really happen." die."

"Forehead?"

The captains looked at each other, a little confused.

Although the travel accidents that severely injured Renji Abarai, who was the vice-captain, were indeed worthy of attention, but if it was only to this extent, it shouldn't be enough to kill them, right?

"Haha, it's really exciting..."

After the old man finished speaking, Zaraki Kenpachi was the first to leave impatiently.

The other captains shook their heads helplessly and left one after another. In the end, only the fourth captain, Unohana Retsu, stood there with a smile and did not leave.

"Uzhihua...do you want to say something if you stay?"

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni stared at the man in front of him who had served as captain for the longest time besides himself.

"He is back."

Uozhihua Lie said with a smile.

"Oh... is it true... It seems that I was right to remind them to be careful..."

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni sighed heavily when he heard this.

He had long vaguely felt a familiar aura coming to Soul Society, so he always chose to remain silent.

"So what is his purpose this time?"

"I don't know that."

Uozhihualie shook his head helplessly, turned and left, "But he asked me to ask for him... It has been a thousand years, are you old? You used to not stand by and watch all this like you do now. But he asked me to ask..." That’s fine, since you don’t plan to do anything, just stand still and watch.”

"..."

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni didn't answer, just silently watching the back of Unohana Retsu leaving.

This sounds really embarrassing...

But what can he do?

People have to accept old age. Thousands of years have passed, and although their strength has not deteriorated much, there are more and more burdens on them and things to worry about, and they have become increasingly unable to do what they want.

In short, he believes that the wisest decision now is to do nothing.

After all, that man has come back, what else can he do? Don't dare to move, don't dare to move...

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"Huh-huh-"

In the sewer, the sound of two sleeping snores continued to sound.

Kurosaki Ichigo was covered in bandages at the moment, and Yamada Hanataro tried his best to treat him, but with his strength, he could not fully recover from Kurosaki Ichigo's injuries in a short time. Instead, he exhausted all his strength and became exhausted first. took a nap.

Just when the two were unconscious, a shadow suddenly appeared in the sewer, slowly approaching the two, or to be precise, approaching the injured Kurosaki Ichigo.

"The injury is really serious, but now is not the time for you to sleep."

Unohana Retsu smiled and stroked the wound on Kurosaki Ichigo's body. A faint light flickered on his fingertips. Under his spiritual power, the hideous wound began to heal at a surprising speed.

"alright……"

After treating Kurosaki Ichigo's injuries for a while until he felt almost the same, Unohana Retsu stood up and left with a smile.

Of course she was able to find Kurosaki Ichigo's location because of Xuanhao's instructions.

After all, Ichigo Kurosaki looks so pitiful. Everyone else seems to be able to cope with the situations he encounters, but this kid is the only one taking a beating.

Soon, not long after Unohana Retsu left, Yamada Hanataro woke up from his nap.

He was a little surprised when he examined the wounds on Kurosaki Ichigo's body. Many places had been completely restored. This amazing recovery power was completely unbelievable.

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Da da da--

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded in the stations of various divisions in the Seireitei.

The gods of death, holding orders in their hands, walked quickly in the corridor, responsible for notifying each team member to execute the "special wartime order".

"Vice Captain Hinamori!"

A god of death knelt outside the door of Hinamori Momo's room and respectfully announced, "I just received news that the captain has issued a special wartime order. First, he allows senior officials, including the deputy captain, to wear swords in the court." Secondly, it is allowed to completely release the Zanpakutō during the battle! Please be careful, after all, the opponent has defeated even Vice Captain Abarai, and I don’t know when he will attack the team building and you... Please also Hinamori Vice-captain, be careful!"

"Um……"

There was a somewhat disappointed response in the room.

Hinamori Momo sat on her knees in the room, alone with her head down and her mood low.

"Why did it suddenly become like this...Isn't it good to maintain peace? I really don't want to fight..."

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At night.

The moonlight scattered on the desk through the gap in the window, making the thick black ink on the inkstone have a faint fluorescence, and the pen tip on the white paper next to it slowly swayed.

Wearing a nightgown and a striped jacket, Aizen Sosuke was silently writing something on the paper, with a faint smile always on his face.

"Dong dong——"

There was a knock on the room door suddenly.

"Please come in."

After receiving permission, the figure standing outside the door carefully opened the door to the room.

"Is it Hinamori? It's so late, what's wrong?"

Aizen raised his head and looked at the girl standing at the door with some doubts.

"Hug...I'm sorry...Captain Aizen, I bother you so late."

Hinamori Momo stood at the door with a slightly red face, "Can I say a few words to you? A lot of things happened during the day...I..."

"Well...I understand, please come in."

Aizen stood up, smiled, put his coat on the girl, and invited her into the house with a soft tone.

"What happened today is indeed extraordinary. You must be too worried to sleep, right? It doesn't matter. You can tell me anything you want. You can stay here until you calm down."

"Thank you... thank you captain..."

Hinamori Momo huddled up on the futon in the corner after entering the room. She didn't know why, but she always felt that as long as she stayed with this man, she would feel particularly at ease.

Just like just now, it seemed that this man could easily understand everything I was worried about and help him gently.

"You have a good relationship with Abarai, right? I think you should be worried about his situation, but you can feel more at ease now. I heard that although he was imprisoned, his life has been saved. Even though Captain Kuchiki wants to remove him He, but because there were objections at the meeting, he had to give up. He will probably be able to return to the team after he is injured." Aizen turned his back to Hinamori Momo and continued to write something on the paper, using the words while writing. The gentle voice comforted. Every sentence may seem unintentional, but in fact it goes straight to what Hinamori Momo cares about most.

"Really? That would be great!"

Sure enough, when Hinamori Momo heard about this, the burden in her heart immediately seemed to lighten a little, "There is someone who objects...is it you, Captain Aizen?"

"It's not just me. Abarai is a very good person. No one wants him to be dismissed because of something like this." Aizen turned around and said softly, "He is fighting for the Seireitei. As for the one who was seriously injured, it would be too unkind to be dismissed for this reason, right?"

"Um……"

Hinamori Momo smiled and nodded.

That's right, every word and voice of Captain Aizen seemed to have some kind of special magic power that could cleanse her soul and make her feel at ease.

The night is getting darker.

Hinamori Momo relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

clatter.

The pen and ink were gently put down, and the dim lights were gently blown out.

In the darkness, Aizen's eyes hidden under black-rimmed glasses suddenly changed their expression, and they no longer had the gentleness they had when facing Hinamori Momo.

He slowly stood up and put on the captain's feathery fabric, slowly walked through the door and disappeared into the moonlight.

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The next day.

Momo Hinamori, who was sleeping in Aizen's room, suddenly woke up.

"I'm sorry! I fell asleep unknowingly...ah...uh?"

She stretched out her hands as if she wanted to apologize, but as she spoke, she realized that there was no one around her at all.

"Captain Aizen?"

Hinamori Momo called softly several times before confirming that Aizen was no longer here.

She raised her head and looked at the sky outside the window, realizing that it was no longer early morning and it was almost time for the scheduled gathering.

"Ugh!"

Hinamori Momo, who realized that she was about to be late, stood up in panic and ran back to her room. After putting on her equipment, she rushed out of the house again.

"It's so late... Captain Aizen should have left long ago, why didn't you call me?"

She was a little confused, but she didn't think much about it because time was running out.

When she reached the fork in the road, she chose the shortcut that was blocked by obstacles, contrary to her usual habit.

However, everything seemed to be carefully planned. When the girl walked along the road to the end and turned the last corner, her eyes suddenly became dull.

She saw the scene she least wanted to see.

There were dried blood stains spreading down the pure white high wall. The person she respected the most was nailed to the high wall at this moment.

Although she is a god of death, Hinamori Momo has never seen a companion actually die in front of her.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

When she recovered from the shock, she heard screams of horror and despair.

"!?"

The adjutants who had already felt that the meeting place was waiting for the scheduled meeting were suddenly startled when they heard such a cry.

"what happened!?"

"It came from the Great Holy Wall to the east!"

"It's... Hinamori's voice!" Kira Izuru heard the voice and broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

"quick!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone started sprinting towards the source of the sound.

"Hinamori! What's wrong with you!?"

"What happened..."

Turning the corner, everyone was also stunned.

In front of them at this moment was Momo Hinamori, who was covering her mouth and kneeling down weakly, while Momo Hinamori was looking up at the height of the wall in despair...

“!!!!!!”

"How can it be……"

"Captain Aizen!?"

Everyone's mouths opened wide, and all faces were filled with disbelief.

Who among the Seireitei can kill a captain-level figure silently! ?

This is a common question in almost everyone's mind.

Judging from the dried blood, Captain Aizen should have died last night, but no one heard the alarm or called for help.

How strong does it take for a captain to die without even being able to send out a distress signal? ?

Travel disaster! ?

No, not possible.

A travel disaster that could only seriously injure Abarai would not have won Captain Aizen, let alone an instant kill.

"What happened? Are you making so much noise so early in the morning?"

Suddenly, doubtful voices came from behind everyone.

All the adjutants subconsciously turned around to look at the person who came, it was Ichimaru Gin, the captain of the third division.

"You have to be careful with the Third Division, especially... when Aizen is acting alone."

For some reason, the moment she saw this person, Hinamori Momo recalled what Hitsugaya had reminded her.

Anger suddenly appeared in his desperate eyes.

That's right... there is no chance of a travel disaster that can instantly kill Captain Aizen...

Then there can only be another possibility.

The murderer did it when Captain Aizen was defenseless!

Therefore, he must be someone he knows, and he must also have the ability to kill with one strike. The only person who meets this condition and is suspected is the one in front of him!

"is it you!?"

Hinamori Momo looked at Ichimaru Gin with an unprecedented fierce look.

Tears floated in the air, and her figure suddenly disappeared in place. The sound of drawing a sword resounded in the air, and the light of the sword flashed, aiming directly at Ichimaru Gin who came here.

"oh?"

However, Ichimaru Gin just tilted his head in confusion and remained unmoved at all.

At this time, another figure moved.

It was Kira Izuru on the side.

clang--

The crisp sound of iron tools ringing in the air.

Kira Izuru stood in front of Ichimaru Gin with a solemn expression.

He is Ichimaru Gin's adjutant, so of course he has the obligation to do this kind of thing. The most important thing is...

It's really irrational for Hinamori to attack the captain.

He knew very well the character of his captain. If he didn't stop here, he would really die. Hinamori would die!

"Kira! Why do you..."

Hinamori Momo raised her head in despair and looked at the man standing in front of her.