The Supreme Soul, Starting with Death

The possibilities were far too numerous to count, and Aizen grew increasingly delighted.

He originally thought that the Soul Society, this world, had become so corrupt that everyone was groveling at the feet of the nobles, and there was not a single person who dared to resist. Unexpectedly, not long after he enrolled, he discovered a person with different intentions.

Even though the other party's purpose is still unclear, just knowing that there are still people trying to make changes in this almost completely solidified world is enough to make Aizen happy.

Moreover, although the infiltrator was a brainless idiot, the person in charge behind the scenes was clearly not. The other party had a rather peculiar perspective on problems. For the same thing, the other party could always see it from a different angle and give him a novel explanation.

This made Aizen even happier.

After all, although he had only been in the Shinigami Academy for a few days, Aizen had already had extensive conversations with most of the teachers and some senior students thanks to his excellent acting skills.

Although it was somewhat regrettable, Aizen had to admit that his expectation that "as long as he entered the Shinigami Academy, he could easily find a large number of excellent and like-minded people" had been completely dashed.

The teachers have sufficient knowledge, but their thinking is increasingly rigid. The older students, on the other hand, mostly lack both knowledge reserves and extremely rigid thinking. Their minds are filled with various indoctrinated slogans and rules, and they have very little ability to think independently.

Looking around, you see distinct individuals, yet their minds seem to be cut from the same mold, knowing only loyalty, protection, and fighting.

Aizen was quite disappointed by this.

Now that he has finally discovered an interesting way of thinking, how could he not be happy?

"So, should we dig it up and kill it?"

Aizen appreciates interesting thinking and has a great fondness for the person behind the scenes whom he has not yet met, but this does not prevent him from wanting to exclude that person. Just as he can appreciate the beauty of a flower, it does not prevent him from picking the flower and playing with it in his hand.

Rather, it was precisely because of the beauty of the flowers that he wanted to pick them even more. If it were boring and uninteresting weeds, even if they were growing right next to his feet, he would not have any interest in deliberately stepping on them as long as they did not block his way.

"...No, it's rare to have some fun in the dull school life, so let's save it for a while."

After a moment of thought, Aizen rejected his previous idea. In his life plan, he wanted to be excellent so that he wouldn't blend into the crowd, but he also didn't want to attract too much attention and be watched by everyone.

Therefore, he was destined not to graduate early. He would spend his six years in school in an orderly manner, like a traditional good student, and graduate with excellent grades in an ordinary way.

Therefore, having another interesting subject to observe that might be useful in the future during these six years is a good pastime.

Moreover, if he plans to do something in the future that is not in accordance with regulations and may damage his good image, the "sacrifice" of his close friends from his student days may add a sense of legitimacy to his actions, which is revenge. If handled properly, it will not only not damage his image, but also give him a label of being humane.

"It's such a happy decision."

Having made his decision, Aizen found a blank sheet of paper and pondered as he wrote down neat and gentle characters that seemed to reflect his personality and character.

The next morning, the two students living across from each other opened their dormitory doors at the same time, smiled at each other, exchanged a brief greeting, and then walked together toward the cafeteria, leaving their classmates behind in amazement, marveling at how well these two had chemistry and were practically born friends.

Upon arriving at the cafeteria, the two got their breakfast and found a seat by the window. Just as Hayato was about to start eating, Aizen pulled a neatly folded piece of white paper from his pocket and chuckled as he pushed it in front of him.

Without Hayato asking, Aizen explained with a smile.

"This is a reading list for you, Hayato. I've noticed that you read a wide variety of books, and sometimes you read more advanced books first before moving on to more basic ones..."

As he spoke, the gentle young man seemed to realize that he had been too blunt and worried that he might have hurt his friend's feelings, so he quickly waved his hand and added, speaking a little faster.

"I'm not saying that what you're doing is bad, Hayato-kun, but if you learn in order, you should be able to understand the knowledge better. This book list is a summary I made after consulting with Momotani-senpai, which is the most suitable basic book for self-study. It would be better to start with these books."

"Aizen, you're really something else. You're clearly thinking of me, but you're acting like you're worried I'll get angry. Anyway, thank you for your kindness, I'll accept the book list."

Hayato smiled and put the book list into his pocket, not really caring. His task for this period of time was to read as many books as possible and then read them to the Hollows in Hueco Mundo. As for which book to read first and which to read later, those were just trivial matters.

Seeing Hayato accept the book list, Aizen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, a gentle smile returning to his face. He began chatting with Hayato while enjoying his breakfast.

The person behind Hayato is most likely learning from Hayato through those books. Since that's the case, Aizen simply made a list of the books he had read yesterday and recommended them to Hayato.

He couldn't find anyone in this school to discuss the contents of the book with. He hoped that the person behind Hayato would be able to follow his train of thought and have a proper discussion with him after reading the book.

Chapter 137 Five Years

"Hey, look, aren't those Aizen-senpai and Hayato-senpai?"

"Where, where? Let me see!"

"No way? Those two seniors have come to the first year?"

"I saw it! I saw it! They went to Shift Three!"

A group of first-grade students crowded haphazardly in the corridor, gazing longingly at the two conspicuous figures.

The tallest student had a body full of powerful muscles. Unlike the ordinary students who wore their school uniforms properly, he casually left the front of his uniform open, revealing his chest and abdominal muscles, whether to show his individuality or simply because he didn't like the slightly tight-fitting uniform.

In addition, there was a very conspicuous black collar around his neck. Such a thing should have been a humiliating thing to wear around a human's neck, but because of his naturally fierce face, it instead gave the impression of self-restraint and restraint of his evil thoughts.

Beside him was a slightly shorter man. Although the two walked side by side and seemed to have a close relationship, he was almost the complete opposite of his companion. Not only was his school uniform neat and tidy, but he also always had a warm smile on his face, as if he was full of kindness to everyone.

Two people who are almost complete opposites should be full of contradictions when they come together, but the atmosphere between them is incredibly harmonious. To onlookers, it even seems like no one can get in between them.

Hayato glanced at the group of first-year students and impatiently tugged at the collar around his neck.

In his second year, because there were more practical lessons, and during battles there was a chance that his clothes would get messed up and reveal the white bone fragments on his neck that represented his Arrancar identity, Hayato, on Gu Shi's advice, put a piece of black leather over it to disguise it as an ordinary collar, and deliberately exposed his chest to show the disguised collar to everyone.

In the beginning, his unusual "outfit" attracted a lot of attention from his classmates, but it didn't take long for everyone to get used to his eccentricity and completely ignore the "collar" around his neck. No one suspected that there was any secret hidden in the collar.

Five years of being classmates had made the two very familiar with each other's habits. As soon as Aizen saw Hayato tugging at his collar, he knew that Hayato was getting annoyed and gently patted his arm.

"Don't worry, Hayato. Those students mean no harm. They just want to see you, the legendary star student."

Aizen's words were not an exaggeration; Hayato truly is a star student.

After all, a student who was born with insufficient control over spiritual power and could not even use the Ghost Path properly should have quickly fallen to the bottom of the school. However, with his outstanding combat talent and innate strength, he challenged sixth-year graduates one after another in his third year without a single defeat. His experience was legendary in the eyes of the students.

Many students with less talent use Hayato to encourage themselves, telling themselves that as long as they work hard, they can definitely become as strong as Hayato. These students defend Hayato with a fanatical attitude and do not allow anyone to deny Hayato, as if that would deny their hopes and future.

Of course, there is another important reason why Hayato is so remarkable—he is the only close friend of the star student Aizen Sousuke.

Everyone says that although Aizen always has a smile on his face and is friends with many students in the same grade and even those in lower grades, his only true friend is Hayato. It is only in front of Hayato that Aizen, who usually has a peaceful smile, will occasionally burst into laughter or have heated arguments.

Whenever the two walk together, they inevitably attract the attention of the students around them. On the one hand, everyone admires their talent and achievements, but on the other hand, they admire their enviable friendship.

Hayato, comforted by Aizen, snorted coldly. Five years of school life had made his personality much more peaceful, and he didn't really explode, but just said with some displeasure.

"I know they mean no harm, I'm just a little... uneasy."

"Alright, relax a bit. It's just that your long-lost sister suddenly showed up at your door. We've arrived at Class 3, Grade 1. Go in and look for her boldly."

Aizen chuckled and shook his head, then patted Hayato's shoulder hard and pushed him into Class 3 of the first year.

In the classroom of Class 3, Grade 1, a group of freshmen who had just entered the school were staring intently at the two seniors. In the back row by the window, a girl with a cold expression and wearing a silver cat ear headband also looked over. After meeting Hayato's eyes, she calmly stood up and raised her hand to greet him.

"Hayato-kun, we meet again."

"...Holy Son, is it really you? I never imagined you were still alive!"

Hayato seemed excited as he took a few steps forward and hugged the girl tightly. He stroked her long, gray hair with his right hand in a comforting manner, gently brushing against her silver cat-ear headband. He confirmed that the headband contained bone material, just like his own collar, thus confirming her identity. Only then did he release her and turn to look at Aizen.

"Let me introduce you. This is Sousuke, and this is my younger sister, Seiko. Seiko, and this is my best friend, Aizen Sousuke."

After a brief introduction, Hayato gave Aizen a slightly apologetic look.

"Excuse me, Sousuke, could you help me ask for leave from the next practical class? I haven't seen the Holy Son for many years, and we need to have a good chat."

The considerate and gentle Aizen, of course, would not refuse his friend's request, and nodded with a smile.

"I understand. Don't worry, I'll explain everything clearly to the teacher."

After saying a few more words of thanks, Hayato grabbed his "little sister" and rushed out of the classroom, running towards the woods behind the library.

The library was already quiet, but the woods behind it were even more eerily quiet. You couldn't even hear the chirping of insects or birds when you went deeper into the woods. It wasn't until they reached the deepest part of the woods that Hayato released his "sister's" hand, his expression turning displeased and fierce.

"You must be the cat that was captured with me back then, right? If you came to infiltrate Soul Society, then infiltrate. Why did you pretend to be my sister?"

Hayato's displeasure is understandable. Infiltrating isn't like a group outing. Even if there's cooperation, it should be done privately. Why bring up public identities?

If this holy son is exposed in the future, Hayato, as the other party's nominal older brother, will definitely be suspected as well.

With the risk of being exposed and killed suddenly increasing, how could Hayato not feel uneasy and angry?

However, the Holy Child, who was being questioned, was not intimidated by Hayato's fierce expression at all. She curled her lip in disdain and retorted without any politeness.

"You're asking me why?! How should I know why?! Go ask them if you dare!"

As he spoke, the Holy Son pointed to his head.

They all have fragments of Lilynette's soul within them, and can contact her at any time. If Hayato really wants to question her, why doesn't he just ask those Hollows? Taking his anger out on her is just bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Hayato's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly glared at his junior again, intending to give him a good warning so that the other person wouldn't really drag him down.

“Listen carefully, you…”

Before the warning could be finished, Hayato felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest. A gleaming blade pierced through his chest and slashed down forcefully, completely splitting his body below the chest in two.

In the shadows, the calm-looking girl slowly sheathed her sword.

"Of course it's to get rid of you, you idiot. In just five years, you actually took Aizen Sousuke as a close friend and even dared to be honest with him about your identity. Now we have to come all the way to Soul Society to clean up your mess."

Chapter 138 The Valuable Qualities of a Warrior

"...You just killed him like that?! What am I supposed to do? So many people saw me come out with him!"

The Holy Son watched in disbelief as Hayato was split in two before his very eyes. His mind went blank, and he remained stunned for a long while before finally letting out a cry of disbelief.

However, although her eyes were red with excitement, the Holy Son did not dare to retaliate. She was just a Hollow, while the guy who attacked her was a real Hollow Arrancar. If he really attacked, she probably wouldn't even be able to withstand one move before being killed.

The wielding swordsman was unconcerned about the Holy Son's excitement. He swung his sword backhand and cleaved Hayato's head in two, ensuring that Hayato wouldn't rise from the dead before calmly speaking.

"What's there to be afraid of? We'll just use the Black Hole to get back to Hueco Mundo in a bit. At our speed, by the time those students and teachers sense the Black Hole's fluctuations and rush over, we'll already be in Hueco Mundo."

"Huh? I don't have to do covert missions anymore?"

Upon hearing that there was no danger to his life, the Holy Son immediately calmed down, but he was a little worried that if he returned to Hueco Mundo just like that, he would be punished by Gu Shi and the others.

"Your mission wasn't to infiltrate; once you lure him out, your mission will be over."

With a calm explanation, the masked girl flicked her wrist and held her long sword horizontally in front of the Holy Son.

"Alright, enough talk, lick it."

The Holy Son was taken aback and blinked, unsure whether she had misheard or if the seemingly indifferent man in front of her was actually a sadist who simply wanted to humiliate her.

"Don't just stand there, get moving!"

Seeing that the Holy Son had not made a move, the masked girl frowned slightly, raised her voice a little, and urged him impatiently.

"Nothing related to the Arrancars can be left in Soul Society. The corpses must be taken back, and the blood must not be left behind. Quickly lick the blood off the swords, and eat all the soil and trees around that have been stained with blood!"

For a Hollow, the best way to destroy the evidence is undoubtedly to eat it directly.

This time, the Holy Son finally understood what the other party meant. He nodded, opened his mouth wide without hesitation, took the back of the long sword into his mouth, slid it down the blade, and swallowed all the blood on the sword. Then he decisively bent down and began to gulp down the blood-stained grass, soil, bark, and leaves around him.