Hearing these words, Arima Shizuya couldn't help but feel alarm bells ringing in his heart.

What was supposed to come finally came.

Aizen was unwilling to accept the status quo and began to lay out a century-old chess game for the rebellion.

A series of subsequent infections by Kurosaki Masaki, the expulsion of the Masked Legion, and changes in the Soul Society...

These key nodes have emerged in my mind - in comparison, the purpose of my trip has become less important.

So, what is your answer?

Do you just choose to turn your back on Soul Society and start a hundred-year hibernation like a snake?

He only had a life of just over forty years in total. This sudden pressure to make decisions really made Arima Shizuya a little nervous.

Fei didn't want to agree.

Rather, a cautious and serious attitude is the correct way to respond to this invitation.

Just when Arima Shizuya was about to speak, Aizen paused for a moment, and then showed a humble expression.

"Ah, I'm sorry...it seems I haven't mentioned these things to Shizuya-kun yet."

Aizen muttered to himself. He retracted his right hand with a smile and chose to stand up at this moment.

"Anyone would find such nonsense to be strange... Heh, it seems I'm a little anxious."

Pushing up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Aizen walked around to Arima Shizuya's side.

"Jingya-kun, do you have time to go out with me for a walk?"

Although the evening self-study is approaching soon, the matter is now at this point, how can I say the rejection?

Walk!

The two walked side by side on the corridor leading to the school building, and finally detoured to the canteen on the first floor.

Until evening.

The store here has long been closed, and students won’t hang around here... Although it’s not completely isolated, it’s still a remote place.

Arima Shizuya looked at Aizen's back and listened to the other person say in a low tone.

"Although it feels like a lot of things have happened, when I think about it carefully, it has only been a little over a month... Shizuya-kun, this period of time is really emotional."

It sounds like this is indeed the case.

Looking back on the past, only such a short time has passed since Shizuya Arima entered school until now.

A few months.

For the God of Death, whose lifespan can easily exceed thousands of years, this is indeed like a blink of an eye...

If it were normal times, it would probably be a 'trivial matter' that no one would be moved by.

"But it is precisely because of such a short period of time that I am shocked by your progress."

Aizen turned his head at some point. He stared at Arima Shizuya, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.

"When I first entered school, I only showed my prowess in kendo."

"But half a month later, he met the qualifications to receive a light fight, and used his profound white fight skills to defeat Vice Captain Oh Maeda, becoming famous throughout the Spiritual Arts Academy."

"I even mastered the first solution later and injured a captain-level figure during a confrontation."

"Really..."

"What kind of description is enough to describe your various performances over the past month, Jingya-kun?"

Although these things are indeed made by myself.

But from Aizen's point of view, these words are really flattering.

"So Teacher Aizen, was it your arrangement that we met Kiyoshi that day?"

"That's half right."

Aizen was quite frank.

"I do have the news that the members of the 11th Division are having fun here. According to their habits, conflict is a high probability event."

so?

"At the beginning, I simply wanted to see what Shizuya-kun's character is, and further judge your growth through fighting with those team members."

Arima Shizuya pondered for a moment.

"Teacher Aizen, can you say this so lightly?"

You know, I almost lost my life here.

"Jingya-kun, do you think I went too far?"

Isn't this obvious? Even though he wanted to complain like this, the faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth made Arima Shizuya swallow all his words.

Such a funny look.

It shows that the other party must have corresponding plans.

"You are still a young man after all... Shizuya-kun, do you know what the death rate is every year after graduating from the Spiritual Arts Academy and joining the Gotei 13?"

I don’t even know the end of the universe, so how can I understand this?

"It's a quarter, Shizuya-kun."

Aizen's attitude was calm. He folded his hands in front of his knees and seemed to enjoy the feeling of educating others?

"They were swallowed up by the void and injured to the point where they could no longer survive on their own. There were quite a few people who were forced to be executed in secret because they failed in their missions."

"Coupled with being eliminated due to unsatisfactory grades, various accidents occurred during the internship... From the time of enrollment to the time when they can pass various tests and truly become team members, there are very few Shinigami."

"Jingye-kun, what I said to you that day was not perfunctory, but what I said from the bottom of my heart."

"For those who are not good at academics, it is better to know their incompetence as soon as possible and end the rest of their lives than to die at the hands of the enemy..."

"This is mercy."

Same words, different context.

It does feel very different at the moment.

But then again, the original storyline did not describe the hardships of the team members.

After all, Strawberry Brother was always cutting melons and vegetables, and there was almost no opponent that he could not beat.

Now it can be regarded as expanding some necessary knowledge of the God of Death for Arima Shizuya.

"But these are all descriptions in a macro sense. From a personal perspective, I did do something too much to Shizuya-kun."

That's all.

"I should apologize to you, too. I'm really sorry, Shizuya-kun."

Simple, straightforward, and unbending confession is exactly what Aizen means at this moment.

"..."

Offense and defense are in order.

Faced with this kind of "shameless" politeness, what should I say?

Forcing myself twice, Arima Shizuya was in a life-and-death situation. This is indeed a very annoying thing, but the other party's means seem strange.

After all, if you want to kill... you can do it yourself.

But you still want to use this kind of "trapped" method.

"So, Mr. Aizen, what exactly do you want to do?"

The other party was silent for a moment, then smiled.

"I want to know Shizuya-kun's potential, and want to confirm whether you can become a truly powerful god of death."

I...

"I also look forward to Shizuya-kun becoming my true companion."

Yes, for Aizen.

Being able to clear all obstacles for him, becoming a seeker of truth along the way, or even a seeker of truth who can work side by side to jointly explore the future.

That is exactly what he pursues.

"Shizuya-kun, I have a plan... Through this thing, I will allow everyone to live under the sky of equality and freedom."

As he said, Aizen reached into his arms and finally took out a round and transparent ball.

"And the root of all that is this little thing."

"...?!!"

No.

You took out the Hogyoku and showed it to me? !

And has this thing been formed at this stage? So what stage has your plan reached?

Yeah! So many questions!

It would be a lie to say that he was not surprised, but before he complained, Arima Shizuya thought it would be better to listen to the other party's statement first.

Aizen calmly put it back into his inner pocket, and he snorted softly.

He said in a deep tone.

"That's a long story."

"Shizuya-kun, have you ever thought that on this land we live in..."

"Is there actually someone with his own consciousness, who can stir up the whole world with only the willpower called self?"

"Yes, this is the truth of the world we live in... We live under the attention of others, we are bacteria in the petri dish, and we are the materials in the experimental process."

"We..."

"We are prisoners bound by chains."

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