Bleach: Starting with Marrying Retsu Unohana

Before the boy could catch his breath, accompanied by the sound of a gust of wind, he felt a slight chill on the top of his head.

Without thinking twice, the boy immediately pulled out his Zanpakuto from the rock, then, holding the sword, he somersaulted on the ground to avoid the sound of the wind overhead.

As the boy turned around with the knife in his arms, the huge rock had already been split in two by a bright silver light. Not only was the boulder split in two, but the ground was also cleaved apart by the blade light. This terrifying blade light spread for hundreds of meters before finally stopping.

"..."

The boy stared at Araki, who was wielding his sword, and finally understood that the man standing before him was superior to him in every aspect—speed, strength, skill, and defense. Continuing to fight the man would be a waste of time; he had no chance of winning.

"what!!"

However, the boy was unconvinced. He had finally encountered someone who brought him joy, how could he be weaker than them?! With a roar, the boy's spiritual pressure transformed into a towering pillar, shooting straight into the sky and scattering countless clouds...

"kill!!"

Immediately following, the boy imitated Araki's movements, gripping the hilt of the sword with both hands and concentrating all his spiritual pressure on the blade. With this strike, the boy attempted to use his naturally powerful spiritual pressure to defeat Araki.

The boy's spiritual pressure was immense, so immense that the eleventh division members in the distance showed fear in their eyes. If we only consider spiritual pressure, very few in the entire Gotei 13 would dare to say that their spiritual pressure was superior to the boy's...

"hehe!"

Araki laughed loudly upon seeing this. He imitated the boy's movements, unleashing boundless spiritual pressure, and then similarly raised his Zanpakuto high above his head! However, the boy held the sword with both hands, while Araki held it with only one hand!

Instantly, an even greater spiritual pressure enveloped the entire battlefield! Unfortunately, Araki was one of the few people in Seireitei who dared to claim that their spiritual pressure surpassed that of the boy before them.

"boom!"

When the boy felt Araki's chilling spiritual pressure, a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes. It was as if his animalistic instincts were whispering in his ear, "Run! Run away quickly! This man is not someone you can defeat right now! If you continue fighting, you will surely die by this sword!"

"Hee hee hee……"

Before the whispers could continue, the boy suddenly burst into wild laughter. He had waited too long for someone to fight him, someone who could bring him joy; how could he be scared away by mere 'death'?! He wanted to fight; he wanted to take that sword head-on…

"boom!"

Once the boy understood, he brought the sword down with both hands, along with an endless, terrifying spiritual pressure that transformed into 'sword pressure'.

"boom!!"

Seeing that the boy had already swung his sword, Araki also swung his own slash, but what met it was an even fiercer and more powerful 'sword pressure'...

"..."

The moment Araki and the boy's sword pressure collided, the entire 'Zaraki' district seemed to fall silent, everything became incredibly quiet. The two sword pressures intertwined, 'confronting' and 'destroying' each other. The boy stared wide-eyed at the scene before him, his beast-like eyes filled with nothing but endless 'joy'.

Unfortunately, this joy was too short-lived...

The pressure of the sword unleashed by the boy collided with that of Araki's sword in less than a second before immediately collapsing!

Araki's sword pressure was relentless, engulfing the boy completely before he could react...

"boom!!"

At this moment, the belated shockwaves and sound waves surged outwards in all directions.

In the distance, the 11th Division members who had emerged from the rock formation, intending to witness Araki's sword strike firsthand, were directly blown away by the shockwave. Meanwhile, the 11th Division members hiding behind the rock formation were swallowed up by the oncoming sand...

The shockwave didn't stop there; it continued to engulf everything around it, spreading outwards until it finally stopped at the edge of the 'Zaraki Ward'! At this moment, the entire Araki Ward had become a scene of utter devastation…

When everything fades away!

"..."

The boy still stood on the earth, his eyes sparkling with endless light. His original 'wildness' was still strong, but there was also a trace of 'humanity' in that 'wildness'.

"You did a great job."

Opposite the boy was Araki, who was wearing a white haori. Compared to his previous 'elegance' and 'composure', Araki looked slightly disheveled. He looked at the boy and smiled.

"Name...name!"

The boy stared intently at Araki, asking him a question in a hoarse voice.

"Araki."

Upon hearing this, Araki revealed his name.

"Araki...?"

Upon hearing this, the boy revealed a hint of joy; it seemed he was not alone on his path.

"puff!!"

It was precisely in the moment when the boy was experiencing continuous 'joy' that a gash appeared on his body, running from his eye to the root of his right thigh, and endless crimson blood gushed out from his body...

Along with the boy, the Zanpakuto he was holding also broke apart. At some point, only the hilt remained of the sword. The blade had shattered into countless grains of sand during the battle. Only the hilt in the boy's hand persisted, fighting alongside him!

"Pity!"

As the blood gushed from his body, the boy knew he would soon die like the weaklings he had slaughtered, their bodies piled up into a "mountain of corpses," in this chaotic zone where "survival of the fittest" reigned supreme, and the hunter became the hunted!

The boy was unwilling to accept defeat. He had finally encountered someone who could 'understand' him, who made him feel the value of life, and who made him feel the 'joy' of fighting. But because he was too weak, he could not continue fighting, because he was about to die...

"I won't let you die so soon, you brat!"

Just as the boy lay on the ground, waiting for the 'red liquid' inside his body to drain away and turn into a corpse, Araki, holding his Zanpakuto, walked up to the boy and, while speaking, plunged the glass-colored blade into the boy's body.

The boy was very familiar with Araki's movements. It was a skill that all hunters in the Zaraki Ward had to learn, called "finishing blow." It was a skill used to completely kill cunning, feigning-death, or 'prey' that hadn't been completely killed...

"Um?!"

However, the moment the glass-colored Zanpakuto pierced the boy's body, he felt as if the blood he had lost had returned, which made him look puzzled. Then, an overwhelming drowsiness swept over him.

The boy fell into a deep sleep...

"Alright! Target achieved, can head back now~"

Araki lifted the boy, who had been knocked unconscious and whose bleeding had been successfully stopped, from the ground, then carried his Zanpakuto and walked towards his own crew.

"Bah bah bah..."

At this moment, the members of the 11th Division were constantly crawling out of the yellow sand, spitting out yellow sand and dust. Each of them looked extremely disheveled.

"No one's dead, right?!"

Just as everyone had finished 'tidying up', Araki's voice came from behind them.

"Captain Araki, the entire 11th Division is here! Not a single person has died or been injured!"

Upon hearing this, the team members immediately stood up straight and reported to Araki.

"Going back~"

Araki scanned the area to confirm the number was correct, then, carrying the half-dead, cockroach-like boy, Zaraki, he headed south towards the Seireitei. Now that their target had been subdued, it was time to head home.

"Ara, Captain Araki, if I'm not mistaken, what you're holding is...?"

When the team members noticed what Araki was holding, they held their breath and asked him a question.

"Oh? You mean this? My newly accepted apprentice!"

After hearing what his teammate said, Araki smiled and spoke 'charitably'.

"Sigh~"

Upon hearing Araki's words, everyone gasped in shock.

Araki actually wants to take that monster brat as his apprentice?! That kid with explosive power, if he gets a powerful teacher and learns how to apply his skills, what will become of him?!

Perhaps a thousand years from now, or even several hundred years from now, this vast 'Soul World' will have another Captain-Commander Yamamoto, and Captain Araki, a Shinigami with an 'invincible' appearance!

However, that's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that 'Captain-Commander Yamamoto', 'Captain Araki', and that 'boy' all belong to the same sect! They are three generations of the same sect, the 'strongest' of the three generations, three 'monsters'!

"I'm afraid that the Soul Society won't be around for long; it'll probably be under Araki's control!"

One of the team members muttered to himself.

"Shh! Keep your voice down. Even if it's the truth, you can't just say things like that!"

The soldier was immediately covered by the others.

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Chapter 99 What?! That child is actually Captain Araki's illegitimate son!

A few days later…

First team team building.

"Huh?! You mean Araki picked up a kid from 'Zaraki Ward'?!"

Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Yamamoto Genryusai frowned slightly.

"Yes! When Captain Araki led the Eleventh Division back to Seireitei, many people saw him carrying a half-grown child..."

"The child appeared to be an ordinary citizen of the 'Ghost Street,' covered in scars, looking 'dirty,' and dressed in rags. He was unconscious when he first arrived at the 'Seireitei,' as if he had been knocked unconscious by Captain Araki and forcibly brought back to the 'Seireitei.'"

The First Division member knelt on one knee before Captain-Commander Yamamoto and reported what he had learned.

"Where is the child that Araki brought back?!"

Yamamoto Genryusai asked his own men.

"After Captain Araki returned to the Seireitei, he first took the child to the Fourth Division to meet with Captain Uno, and then took the child back to the Eleventh Division..."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the child that Captain Araki brought back is most likely living in the Eleventh Division's barracks. It's clear that Captain Araki values ​​that child very much."

The First Division member continued to reply.

Meanwhile, there were some things the members of the First Division didn't tell Yamamoto Genryusai...

Rumors are circulating that the child Araki brought back to Seireitei from the Ghost Town is actually his illegitimate son from the Ghost Town! For some unknown reason, Araki got separated from the child and his mother, and they've only just been found…

When this member of the First Division thought of the rumor, and remembered that Araki's first action upon returning to the Seireitei was to take the child to the Fourth Division, he couldn't help but think to himself, "Captain Araki truly is a role model for us all! He actually dared to bring his ex-wife's child to confront his current wife, and most importantly, the family is still 'harmonious' and hasn't started fighting?!"

In response, this member of the First Division could only say that Araki truly deserved the title of 'strongest'!

Well, Captain Araki is ridiculously strong in every aspect...

"Alright, I understand! You may leave now!"

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Genryusai tightly closed his eyes. After joking about the information his own men had provided him, he waved to the First Division soldiers in front of him, indicating that they could leave for the time being.

"As ordered..."