Bleach: Starting with Marrying Retsu Unohana

"It's really great to have you and the Eleventh Division helping to investigate the incident in Zaraki Ward!"

"When I have some free time, I'll definitely treat you to a drink!"

"Captain Araki, please take care!"

The captain of the 10th Division adjusted his glasses and bowed deeply in the direction Araki had left. Although he really wanted to stop Araki and exchange a few pleasantries, opportunities to connect with the current "Kenpachi" were rare...

However, the stacks of unread documents on his desk felt like a heavy mountain pressing down on his shoulders, giving him no chance to rest. All he could do was offer Araki his utmost respect and thank him for sharing the workload with him.

"Good~"

Araki didn't turn around to say anything more, but instead waved lightly to the overly polite man behind him, as if agreeing with what the other party had said.

"Captain Araki isn't as difficult to get along with as the rumors say~"

"As expected, 'seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving.' They say Captain Araki is extremely cruel, but that's not true at all. I think Captain Araki is quite refined and easy-going..."

The captain of the 10th Division watched Araki's departing figure and muttered to himself.

In fact, Araki has always been easy to get along with; if someone treats him with respect, he will often return the favor tenfold!

However, after arriving in the Soul Society, a place where "people eat people," Araki mostly encountered bad people. They either wanted to use him or threatened him with their power. It would be strange if Araki treated these people kindly...

On the other side, the First Squad's barracks.

Inside the team's headquarters.

"Reporting to Captain-Commander Yamamoto, just now, Captain Araki of the 11th Division went to the 10th Division barracks."

A member of the First Division, whose main duty was to observe Araki's movements, reported to Yamamoto.

There was no way around it; with Araki's personality of readily slaughtering members of the '46 Chambers' or beheading a captain for fun, Yamamoto couldn't rest easy without someone keeping an eye on him!

In fact, Araki was well aware that he was being watched. Besides the few blatant informants sent by Yamamoto, there were also informants from other major forces who would occasionally loiter outside his barracks, but Araki didn't care at all...

After all, given Araki's strength, the information these spies obtained was all what Araki wanted them to know. The information that Araki didn't want the spies to know, they simply couldn't find out no matter how hard they tried.

"You're saying Araki went to the 10th Division's barracks?!"

Yuan Liuzhai stood in the captain's room of the First Division and asked the soldiers in front of him.

"Exactly!"

Upon hearing this, the team member nodded slightly.

"Is anyone dead?"

Genryusai continued to ask, seemingly in Genryusai's subconscious mind that Araki went to squads other than the 11th and 4th Divisions mostly to kill people.

"Forehead……"

"Captain Araki did not publicly punish the captain of the 10th Division! In fact, Captain Araki and the newly appointed captain of the 10th Division had a very pleasant conversation! The two agreed to sit down and drink and have fun together when they had nothing to do!"

That 1st Division member was also a 'veteran' in the 1st Division. Ever since Araki joined the 'Gotei 13', he had been responsible for following Araki...

Therefore, he habitually refers to the current captain of the 10th Division as the newly appointed captain, as if his familiarity with the captains of each division is still based on the first generation.

At the same time, after hundreds of years of training, the members of that squad knew exactly how to weigh the content they reported to Yamamoto, as well as the 'civilized words' used in his reports regarding Araki's actions. Whether it was 'fighting' or 'killing,' the members used the term 'punishment.'

"Oh?! I understand, you can leave now!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Liuzhai raised an eyebrow slightly and nodded gently to the squad members.

"As ordered!"

The squad members breathed a sigh of relief as their report came to an end.

He first bowed slightly to Yuan Liuzhai, then turned into a shadow and disappeared into the barracks.

"Okay! Okay!"

After the soldiers left, Yuan Liuzhai changed his usual seriousness and began to speak in a slightly more relaxed mood.

"Chojiro! That brat Araki has finally made some progress! He finally understands that in this world, it's not just about 'fighting and killing,' but also about 'human relationships and social interactions'!"

"Now, when that brat Araki's strength completely surpasses mine, I can hand over the 'Seireitei' to him to 'protect'."

Genryusai, holding his Zanpakuto, spoke softly to someone waiting in the shadows.

Yuan Liuzhai really needs to find someone to share his joy right now...

However, when Genryusai truly rose step by step to the position of Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13 with the sword in his hand, and took control of the entire Seireitei, he realized that there were fewer and fewer people who could share pleasure with him.

In front of his subordinates, he is the invincible captain, always wearing a serious "poker face." The only person he can call "family," his "unfilial son," is always causing trouble for his old father outside...

Now, the only time Genryusai can shed his 'serious' demeanor and show a genuine 'smile' is in front of Chojiro Sasakibe.

"Lord Genryuzai..."

"Your efforts have finally paid off!"

Sparrow gently wiped away the tears that had welled up in his eyes from excessive joy, and spoke from the bottom of his heart to Yamamoto Genryusai.

"Um……"

Upon hearing this, Genryusai nodded slightly to the Sparrow Division. After sharing his joy with them, he once again resumed his usual serious demeanor. The current Seireitei still needed him, the 'iron-faced' Captain-Commander...

He absolutely could not let anyone detect any emotions beyond his 'serious' and 'cold' demeanor. He had to project an image of himself as invincible and flawless. Only in this way could the 'Seireitei,' which was controlled by nobles, remain in chaos!

At this moment, Araki, whom Genryusai called someone who had grown up and knew that the 'Seireitei' was not just about 'fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom,' was giving a loud speech in the Eleventh Division.

"Men! Follow me to 'Karaki Ward' and have a good time!"

Araki stood on the high platform, drew his Zanpakuto from his waist, and roared loudly.

"Oh!!"

Almost simultaneously, all the members of the Eleventh Division, whom Araki was looking at, drew their Zanpakuto from their waists and echoed Araki's call. Since their return from Hueco Mundo, the Eleventh Division had not seen blood in a long time, and their Zanpakuto were itching for battle...

Instantly, boundless spiritual pressure erupted from the bodies of these 11th Division members! Most of these members possessed spiritual pressure between rank 6 and rank 5! A few even reached around rank 4! In the hundred years since these 11th Division members returned to Soul Society, many powerful members had received numerous invitations from other division captains to serve as vice-captains in their respective divisions…

Or perhaps high-ranking nobles would invite them to become their retainers, but they refused every single request! In their hearts, they were 'born' as members of the 'Eleventh Division', and 'dead' as 'souls' of the 'Eleventh Division'! Even if they fell into hell, they would still be 'culprits' of the 'Eleventh Division'!

"kill!"

With Araki drawing his sword and shouting, the members of the Eleventh Division immediately rushed out of the Eleventh Division barracks in a large group. Their goal was clear: to wipe out the entire 'Zaraki' district!

"So why am I the one guarding the house again?!"

After Uno Retsu left the 11th Division, Saito, who had successfully risen to the position of 'Vice-Captain,' watched the large group of members depart and let out a resentful roar. She had guarded this home for over a hundred years, and she was truly getting tired of it! She wanted to go out and play with Araki too!

Yes, in Saito's eyes, Araki leading the Eleventh Division to Zaraki Ward for a so-called extermination was essentially like Araki taking a group of people on a picnic, except that she wasn't among them...

'Kuragi Ward'.

Under Araki's leadership, the members of the 11th Division fought their way through the enemy lines, slaughtering organized mobs and armed forces secretly supported by certain unsavory entities in the Ghost City.

Although these armed forces or mobs may have some naturally powerful spiritual pressure or strong individuals secretly cultivated by the 'nobles,' they all become paper tigers when faced with the Eleventh Division members, who are on average high-ranking officers. Under the relentless pressure of the sword strikes, they are quickly hacked into a pulp...

Throughout the entire ordeal, Araki never even had a chance to draw his sword, causing him to gradually frown. He thought to himself, "Could it be that my guess was wrong?!"

In fact, Zaraki Ward itself is quite chaotic. It's not impossible that ordinary Shinigami soldiers might be wiped out when they encounter opponents they can't handle...

Just as Araki frowned and gradually relaxed his senses, his furrowed brows finally loosened.

Araki gazed into the depths of the 'Zaraki Ward,' a slight smile playing on his lips: 'Looks like this trip wasn't so bad after all.'

"Continue advancing northeast!"

Araki then issued orders to his own team members.

"As ordered!"

After receiving Araki's orders, the team members headed further north. As they advanced, the area that came into view became increasingly desolate...

The greenery has completely disappeared, leaving only withered trees, a river dried up to the point of being nothing but mud, a vast expanse of white as far as the eye can see, hills composed of rocks and dust without a single green embellishment, and bones scattered all over the ground!

"Tsk~"

"If I didn't know this was Soul Society, I would have thought I was back in Hueco Mundo."

"I never imagined that such a desolate place existed in the vast Soul Society..."

"I really wish the noble lords of the Seireitei could come here and have a good look."

When the members of the 11th Division stood in this area, even their battle-hardened hearts felt a sense of pressure. It was hard to imagine that such a scene, which could only be seen in Hueco Mundo where evil spirits lived, was actually happening in Soul Society. When they thought of the extravagance and debauchery of the nobles in Seireitei, a sense of resentment rose in their hearts.

The group continued forward, killing many belligerents along the way, but they were unable to find the person Araki was looking for. Therefore, they could only keep moving forward in the direction Araki directed!

As dusk fell and the sun began to set, someone finally noticed something...

"Hey! Look, there seems to be a mountain over there! It's so strange, all the mountains we've come this far have been white, why is this the only one that's black?!"

As the group continued to move forward, a member of the team with better insight suddenly seemed to have discovered something ahead through the faint light of the setting sun. He pointed to the huge, dark protrusion not far ahead and asked in confusion.

"Um?!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the members of the 11th Division instantly sensed something was wrong.

"Something's not right! There shouldn't have been this mountain here just a moment ago, right? How could a new mountain have appeared here in the blink of an eye?!"

As one of the more experienced team members spoke, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"That's no ordinary mountain! Look closely, everyone! It's clearly a 'mountain of corpses' piled up! And the corpses on this 'mountain of corpses' must have just been killed. The blood on the ground is still fresh red. The murderer is probably nearby..."

As one of the soldiers stared at the 'red lake' beneath the mountain of corpses, his pupils contracted. His blood was rich in iron, which easily oxidized with oxygen in the air, eventually turning black...

The blood beneath the mountain of corpses was red, which can only prove two things: first, the corpses on these 'mountains of corpses' were recently injured and intentionally piled up here; second, the murderer should be nearby.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that they had killed so many enemies along the way and that their bodies were covered in blood, they would have been able to determine the approximate location of the murderer by the smell of blood in the air long before they even got close to the mountain of corpses!

"Everyone beware!"

With a loud shout from the commander, all the members of the 11th Division held their breath, drew their Zanpakuto from their waists, and nervously looked around, ready to deal with any possible enemies at any time.

"Kacha~Kacha~"

As the crowd quieted down, they heard a series of 'crunching' sounds, as if someone was 'chewing' something in their ears.

"The sound came from that mountain of corpses; the murderer never left!"

Someone with keen hearing immediately pinpointed the direction of the sound. He looked at the mountain of corpses before him with disbelief in his eyes.

"Burn, Crimson Flame Maru!"

Before the man could say anything, one of the squad members had already released his Zanpakuto. He swung the blade, which was burning with raging flames, and unleashed a huge fireball into the sky.

The fireball continued to rise, illuminating the 'mountain of corpses' before everyone's eyes. With the ever-increasing flames, everyone could clearly see the expressions on the faces of each corpse on the mountain!