Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 407: Upgraded Communication Permissions

Chapter 407: Upgraded Communication Permissions

The banquet was held in the largest courtyard of the manor.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, everyone sat around the long table in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

The bird held its wine glass and looked around.

On the left is Shiba Kukaku, her face flushed from drinking, having a drinking contest with Rangiku; on the right is Kocho Shinobu, gently serving food to Yuuki.

Shiba Kukaku, sleeves rolled up, slammed his hand on the table with a flourish: "Another bowl, please! Rangiku! Don't you dare give up!"

"Well done! Let me show you the power of the Tenth Division's King of Sake!!" Matsumoto Rangiku, who was in high spirits, was not to be outdone and swayed as he raised the sake bottle and chugged it down.

"That idiot..."

Not far away, Hina was with Ganju Shiba, discussing the daily work of the squad with Toshiro Hitsugaya.

Seeing Rangiku's disgraceful state made Toshiro's brows twitch, and he could only turn his back to her, out of sight, out of mind.

In the courtyard, Xingming patiently answered Xia Li's questions about training and pointed out several key points of her movements.

Yixin was slumped in the corridor, fast asleep, whether from being drunk or tired from playing, it was hard to tell.

As for Kagaya and Amane, the old married couple were enjoying a rare moment alone together, basking in each other's company and admiring the moonlight.

Everything seemed so wonderful.

But one person was missing from the banquet.

"Speaking of which..." Asuka put down her wine glass and looked at Shiba Kukaku, who had just defeated Rangiku and was now puffing on his pipe, "Why haven't I seen Kaien lately? Where has that guy been?"

Kukaku exhaled a thick smoke ring and waved his hand dismissively: "Huh? You mean that idiot brother? He's not in Soul Society anymore."

"Not in the Soul Society? He went to the mortal world?" Asuka was taken aback.

"Not from the present world." Kukaku grinned, revealing a wild expression: "Some time ago, the Sword God said that my brother's Zanpakuto was shattered, and ordinary methods couldn't repair it at all."

"So, I used the Crane Cannon to blast Lord Sword God and my elder brother both up to the Phoenix Palace to reforge their Zanpakuto!"

"Pfft—cough cough cough!"

Even someone as composed as a bird spat out the mouthful of sake they had just drunk, nearly choking: "...What?! A single shot hits the Spirit King's Palace?!"

"Yeah, what's the big deal?" Kukaku raised an eyebrow matter-of-factly. "So you guys didn't know?"

"My prized Crane Cannon, before being modified by my genius, was originally intended to be the launcher for the Heavenly Pillar Chariot."

"That's the Zero Division's exclusive mode of transportation, used to travel between the Soul King's Palace and the Spirit Court."

"I just optimized it a bit, increased the range and accuracy, and incidentally added some... um... exhaust flame effects! It looks even cooler!"

"My older brother was sitting inside when he was suddenly sent flying up without even leaving a trace, hahaha!"

Hearing Kukaku's hearty, almost silly laughter, Shinobu Kocho, who was sitting next to Asuka, turned around.

She turned her head slightly, looked at Kong He's arrogant laughter, and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her sleeve, letting out a soft sigh.

"...Miss Kukaku is really too reckless." Shinobu Kocho sighed softly, in a voice only Asuka could hear, "She actually dared to arbitrarily alter even such an important facility leading to the Spirit King's Palace..."

"The thought processes of the Shiba family nobles are truly baffling."

Feiniao rubbed his temples, thinking that the expression on Haiyan's face must have been quite a sight when he was stuffed into the cannon and launched.

However, since it was Oetsu Nimaiya of the Zero Division who personally led him there, there was no need to worry about Kaien's safety. The rebuilt Nezumi would surely experience a qualitative leap.

As night deepened, the banquet finally came to an end amidst everyone's laughter and joy.

With a slightly tipsy and pleasant feeling, the guests said their goodbyes in twos and threes, and the entire family of the Ubuyashiki helped each other back to their respective rooms to rest.

The manor returned to tranquility, with only the chirping of insects echoing through the grass.

After arranging everything, looking at her sleeping family members, Asuka breathed a long sigh of relief.

The huge weight on his heart finally lifted, and he now had no other worries.

Asuka returned alone to her bedroom deep within the manor.

Moonlight streamed through the paper window and fell onto the floor. He sat cross-legged and slowly took an object out of his pocket.

It was a wooden badge with a skull pattern engraved in the center.

His Substitute for Death.

Asuka took a deep breath and slowly channeled her spiritual power into the Death Agent Certificate.

The wooden badge had a faint golden sheen on its surface, but otherwise there was no other reaction.

"Tsk... So it really doesn't work?" Asuka frowned.

He tried changing the frequency of his spiritual energy, attempting to call upon the voice on the other side.

But no matter how hard he tried, the badge was like an ordinary piece of wood, offering no response.

Urahara said that the Shinigami Substitute License is actually a one-way surveillance and communication device.

The high-ranking members of the Soul Society can use it to call you at any time and monitor your spiritual pressure.

But as the holder, you have no way to proactively contact the other party through it.

I initially thought they'd offer some kind of privilege upgrade, at least something fairer to prevent people from harassing each other, but it seems that's not going to happen.

He threw the agency certificate on the tatami mat with a gloomy face and leaned back dejectedly.

He put his hands behind his head and stared blankly at the ceiling.

What should I do now...?

Aizen is hiding in Hueco Mundo, and justice has yet to be served for this grudge.

Mother...is her name Tokihime? Is she the woman with the dark green hair?

Did Hojo Masanobu learn of her name because he came from a fallen noble family? Or did he obtain information about her from someone he served?

Kasumi Daiji....Tsunayoshi...

He knew the shadows hanging over these two families wouldn't dissipate as quickly as they appeared, but the Kyoraku Captain-Commander was determined to move on, and no one had any reason to question the Tsunayo family...

Even if he wanted to start with the Tsunayo family, his collaborators with Kumoi, he didn't know who to approach...

Tokihime....Nishinobu...

West Coast Bureau...

Just as his mind was in a daze, he closed his eyes to rest.

hum!

The Substitute Shinigami Certificate, which had been thrown onto the tatami mat, suddenly unleashed an extremely intense black spiritual pressure!

Like a pool of thick ink, it slowly spread in mid-air, instantly swallowing up all the moonlight in the room.

An ancient, heavy pressure, as if it had transcended millions of years, spread along the ink stain.

Asuka sat up, looking warily at the unusual activity on the proxy certificate.

"Don't be so impatient, young Spirit King... acting king."

A powerful, resonant laugh, carrying a strange sense of grandeur yet capable of shaking one's very soul, emanated from the black ink blot: "I was just taking a nap~ It seems you've settled your ties in Soul Society... Well then, it's time for us to have a proper talk."

The ink swirls and a grotesque image of a stout, fat monk draped in a white robe appears on the certificate of authenticity.

The bird's pupils twitched slightly.

He had already realized the other person's identity.

The other party is a royal agent who resides high in the sky and guards the Spirit King's Palace.

The leader of Squad Zero.

His real name is Monk·Bingzhubu Ichibei.

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