In this crossover anime, many ruthless and powerful figures reside in my territory.

Aizen couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ban, you have become a weakling."

"When you start to trust him, you begin to depend on him."

"Dependence is a behavior of the weak."

"Weak?"

Ban chuckled in response.

"Are you going to say that there are already barriers and chasms of power and thought between us because you are the stronger one? Because you are the god that all kings must follow and believe in?"

"Aizen, you've been saying there's an insurmountable barrier and chasm between the strong and the weak. Are you trying to prove that the strong can't live with the weak, that the strong are destined to be alone?"

"The strong are indeed lonely, but they are by no means unable to coexist with the weak, as you say. That's just your nonsense!"

Aizen stared directly into Madara's eyes.

"I don't need to prove anything; the facts are there."

"Ban, it seems you have been completely assimilated by Lister."

"It's not assimilation; it just reminded me of the past."

Ban clenched his fist.

"As the son of the Uchiha clan leader, I grew up amidst war. I once had family and friendship, and although I lost them due to war and ideological differences, it doesn't mean I can't understand them."

"My immense strength was forged through countless life-or-death experiences. I climbed step by step from the weak to the strong!"

"I can understand the feelings of the vulnerable, just like I felt powerless when I lost my brother!"

"Aizen, you're the one who truly can't understand these things!"

Madara raised his fist in front of Aizen, pointing his index finger at him.

"I have experienced unforgettable family and friendship, and now I have like-minded friends."

"As the supreme leader of Epsilon, Yuri has a large group of successors who understand him and follow his ideas, and Xinhe by his side is his most outstanding disciple."

“Even Muzan, who had no one to rely on, now has Lister who can accept her, not to mention Haytham Kenway, who once led his comrades to fight for their common beliefs.”

"Among these people, you are the only one with whom you have no one you can truly befriend."

"No, there was a Hinamori Momo who gave you all her heart, but you only responded with hypocrisy!"

"Besides that, the only person who can be said to understand you is Tosen Kaname, who is your superior. Another person you admire, Urahara Kisuke, completely denies your ideals and refuses to change Soul Society."

"The barriers and ravines you see are the distance between you and them."

Aizen felt as if a sharp blade had been plunged deep into his heart and stirred back and forth a few times.

He instinctively tried to push up his glasses with his fingers, but found that his hands were trembling slightly.

His astonished eyes disappeared into the shadows.

"...It seems Lister told you a lot."

Madara felt incredibly relieved. Before, Aizen had always been the one to choke him into silence, but now the tables had turned, and he was the one to stab Aizen.

Although these words were indeed taught to him by Liszt.

“Aizen, you are the only one who is still outside the Round Table Council, and you are the only one who is still refusing to cooperate with other members.”

"No, I should say you've never learned anything about us from Lister."

"You arrogantly believe that you can see through us on your own, but you never consider that you don't even know our past, so how can you truly understand us?"

"You crave understanding, yet you wear a mask that you can't tell if it's true or false."

"True strength comes from weapons, not armor!"

"Your pathetic armor is the biggest reason for your loneliness!"

For the first time, Aizen felt an urge to use his power to shut the other person up.

He really should reflect on his actions.

If he hadn't been unfamiliar with Madara Uchiha's past beforehand, he wouldn't have been unable to find any examples to use as a weapon to attack Madara, and instead, he could only let Madara stab his heart with words.

It felt like someone had found a gap in the psychological defenses he had built up over many years, and then used an excavator to keep digging and widening it, rubbing salt into his wounds.

Moreover, he never expected that Lister would tell other people about his experience.

Despite having developed a sense of mutual respect after their previous clashes, it would be reasonable for two strong individuals to enjoy this unspoken understanding that others could not comprehend.

However, Lister immediately shared this feeling of mutual appreciation with others and even analyzed his state of mind incisively. What angered him even more was that the person who knew was Uchiha Madara, an extremist thinker.

The opponent couldn't wait to attack as soon as they found an opening, eager to see him embarrassed...

Just as Aizen had imagined, Madara felt that today was a rare and extremely enjoyable day for him, second only to seeing Aizen get slashed hard by Lister.

Tonight's barbecue party is sure to be even more enjoyable.

"Are you finished?"

"...That's all."

Madara carefully observed Aizen's smile, trying to find a flaw.

"Then let's move on to the next battle."

Seeing Aizen place his hand on the hilt of his sword, Madara smiled excitedly.

"Fine! This time I'm going to smash your glasses myself!"

Chapter 120 If Only I Had Known Today, I Wouldn't Have Done the Way I Did (4K)

Lister was unaware of the conversation between Aizen and Madara; he was simply sitting on the sofa in his office, stroking Muzan's fair and delicate face.

At this moment, Muzan was wearing a thin, semi-transparent black gauze nightgown, and was resting his head on Lister's lap with a satisfied expression.

She licked her bright red lips, quite satisfied with her explanation.

But it's still not enough.

The thought had barely formed in her mind when she stood up and wrapped her full breasts around Lister's arm.

"Lister, let's do it again."

"Wait, I'm writing a plan for Esdeath and Sakazuki."

Muzan saw that Lister's gaze was focused on the air in front of him, and knew that he was recording his thoughts on a screen that others could not see.

There was nothing she could do but admire Liszt's profile while waiting.

Suddenly, an impulse arose from my heart.

Serious men are so charming... She was won over by a man like that.

Muzan couldn't resist and kissed Lister on the cheek.

The next second, Lister stood up abruptly, his expression very complicated.

???

She just couldn't help but give him a kiss, why is there such a big reaction?

"Why are they fighting again?!"

Liszt scratched his head in frustration, speechless.

I thought Madara and Aizen wouldn't have any more major conflicts, but not long after the meeting ended, I received a challenge from Aizen to a duel with Madara.

I'm tired, I don't want to care anymore. Let them fight if they want. Anyway, there's the "Otherworld Cooperation Act" to restrain them, so they won't cross the line no matter how much trouble they cause.

Lister reluctantly agreed, then slumped onto the sofa.

"what happened?"

Muzan curiously approached.

Liszt turned his head and saw a stunningly beautiful woman with a sexy and proud body. He cast aside his worries, embraced the beauty before him tightly, and buried his head deeply in her intoxicating embrace.

With each deep breath, the refreshing fragrance of her body fills my lungs, and my body relaxes.

So cute~?

A flush appeared on Muzan's face, and his sharp fangs couldn't help but show.

No, no, I have to hold back. It's rare for her lover to be willing to hug her and act cute; I have to savor this moment.

But the body odor could be a bit stronger.

Gradually, a faint pink fragrance emanated from Muzan's skin, helping Lister release stress through the scent.

Lister nestled closer to Muzan and said in a muffled voice.

"Muzan, you seem to be getting more and more charming lately."

"Really? That's great."

Muzan's blood-red eyes were overflowing with joy.

What should she say next to let her lover know how much effort she has put in?

Just then, Nakime, who had been standing by as if she were invisible, spoke up.

"Lord Lister, during his spare time, Lord Muzan consulted with Miss Kanae about female training."

？ ！！

Lister abruptly raised his head, as if he had heard news of the sky falling.

"real?!"

Muzan turned his head away and said in a deliberately aloof manner.

"Hmph~ I am the Ghost King, how could I possibly ask humans for advice? That's all your misconception."

There's only one reason you'd think that way: it's because you love me more and more. Isn't there a saying, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder"?

She then raised an eyebrow and scolded Nakime.

"Narika, stop talking about such unfounded things!"