Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training

"Great."

Seeing the violent reaction of the Hogyoku in his hand, Aizen's frown relaxed.

"Such a reaction actually occurred. It seems that we are one step closer to the end. Shizuya-kun, Tosen, this is really a day worth celebrating."

Aizen's mood was visibly high.

Tousen expressed his respect as usual and gave some blessings.

In comparison.

Arima Shizuya's performance seemed a little dull - after all, his attention was all on the figure on the ground.

Shoulder-length orange hair and a small black mole at the corner of his mouth.

Wearing a light green kimono, she curled up like a wounded rodent.

She lay on her side on the ground, half-opened her mouth, and was breathing continuously at this moment, as if there was an invisible sense of suffocation surrounding her.

Matsumoto Rangiku.

Compared to the image in the original work, Matsumoto Rangiku at this time was not "sexy" at all.

At best, she was just a woman who looked more delicate.

Maybe it's because the two big bombs haven't been revealed yet?

But no matter what, Arima Shizuka is not very interested in this kind of strong and sexy characters.

And the parties involved don't want to break up the couple...

Such as the relationship between Yoruichi and Urahara Kisuke, Rangiku and Gin, etc., these are all things that Arima Shizuka appreciates.

In this regard, it can only be that XP is different, and it can't be forced~

Arima Shizuka calmly watched the Hogyoku in Aizen's hand begin to "boil", and at this moment, various corresponding information also emerged in his mind.

Although I haven't read similar derivative novels and radio dramas, I benefited from the word of mouth of the mass team.

Arima Shizuka also knew that there were fragments of the fingertips of the Soul King in Matsumoto Rangiku's body.

It can only be said that this corpse king is full of treasures.

Scientific research, life, cultivation... everything is inseparable from him.

While sighing, Arima Shizuka also restrained his gaze. Although Matsumoto Rangiku had been stripped of a part of his soul, it was not enough to threaten his life.

But even so, if she just left him there, the night-walking Hollows and the rebellious team could easily take her life.

But this guy should be an exception.

After all, there is still a little ghost who is looking at everyone from a distance and has not left yet.

Maybe because he thinks the distance is far enough, he did not deliberately hide his figure...

Short light purple hair, thin figure.

Just one glance can make people mistake him for a poor person who lacks food and clothing.

At this moment, he is hiding in a corner dozens of meters away, just like a timid and nervous coyote, looking at this side carefully.

Ichimaru Gin.

Is it because the environment is too bad... I always feel that this guy is thin and small, as if he is a child who has not grown up.

However, thinking of the dry figure in the original book, Arima Shizuka quickly accepted this setting.

But then again, this guy's vigilance is really not enough.

The murderous intent is revealed.

Although very small and reserved, this viper-like lurking feeling is sharp and stinging.

It really makes people care.

Considering the relationship between Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin, it is normal to be hated at this moment.

If it were not for taking back what "belonged" to Rangiku, this thin man would not have the idea of ​​becoming a god of death.

Tosen, who has the most acute perception, has silently turned his head to the side. His right hand is half raised and gently stroked the handle of the knife at this moment.

Eh? Wait... are you going to do it now?

Arima Shizuka was also stunned for a moment. If Tosen started to fight at this moment, how could Ichimaru Gin still be alive?

So how did the original story go here?

After a while of thoughts, Arima Shizuka quickly reacted. He moved half a step to the side and gently pressed down the action that Tosen wanted.

"......?"

What are you doing?

Blind Brother "looked" over here with some confusion.

Arima Shizuya was silent, and slightly increased his strength.

Put away the knife, brother.

The boss couldn't fail to notice this hostility.

Considering that the original work follows the process, it means that Aizen doesn't care much about other people's thoughts at this time... He may not care about these things at all.

The resentment of ants is meaningless to him.

As expected.

"Shizuya-kun, Tosen, let's go."

Aizen's tone was brisk, and he put the Hogyoku back into his arms.

It seemed that his mood was not affected by this "little episode" at all.

Seeing the boss raised his legs and walked to the front, he said no more.

Tosen behind him was silent for a moment, let go of his right hand holding the handle of the knife, and patted Arima Shizuya's shoulder gently.

"It seems that you understand Aizen better."

"......?"

How can you praise this...

Shaking his head helplessly, Arima Shizuya was about to raise his legs to leave, but he stood there and hesitated for a moment.

It's not that he wanted to silence him.

After all, Ichimaru Gin is also a necessary individual as the initial combat force of the team.

As for what will happen next...

Arima Shizuka also felt that he would not lose to this "genius" in the literal sense, not to mention that he had made preparations in various aspects.

Considering that the future is already a chaotic one, if conditions permit, it is better not to make unnecessary changes.

Thinking.

He finally chose to half squat down, took out a small cloth bag, and placed it next to Rangiku.

The woman's eyes were a little confused, and the two met each other's eyes.

Arima Shizuka also showed a sheepish smile.

"Sorry, just consider it a little compensation..."

Then Arima Shizuka also stood up quickly and followed the two.

The team-building activity of Aizen Company ended, and Ichimaru Gin in the distance trotted over.

"Rangiku, how are you?!"

Checking the status, breathing... Ichimaru Gin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, being able to save his life is the best news.

Seeing Matsumoto Rangiku weakly open his eyes, Ichimaru Gin's lips were tightly pursed into a line.

Just like his Zanpakutō Shenqiang.

The blade that can be stretched and retracted freely is the source of the extraordinary power that can be stored but not released when needed.

Who is the one who did it? Where did the people on both sides come from?

He didn't understand anything, and he didn't know anything. At this moment, even if Rangiku lost his life on the spot, Ichimaru Gin could only swallow his anger...

He had to have power.

This thought was like a trace of ink dropped into clear water, and it quickly dissipated.

As for the pocket left by that person... Although he disdained the other party's charity, he still opened it under Rangiku's instruction.

There were half a bag of "rings" in it.

This thing is a special currency unique to the Soul Society. It is not only used as a medium of exchange, but also has energy functions.

In terms of nature, it is a good thing that can be eaten and used.

In the refugee street where bartering often occurs, the value of this thing is clear without emphasis.

Ichimaru Gin subconsciously tightened his pockets and stuffed the money into Rangiku's arms.

He looked up in the direction where the three people disappeared, his brows involuntarily knitted into a ball.

That guy...

What on earth is he thinking about?