The only player in the world of Bleach.

"Gentlemen, our mission is reconnaissance and notification. Based on the tasks assigned to us by Senior Ōmaeda, from now on we will focus our attention on this aspect..."

The team leader was a sixth-year college student.

The other person seemed to be quite popular among his peers, with more than half of the team agreeing with his command.

Yusuke Matsushita himself had no intention of becoming a leader, so he naturally went along with the suggestion.

He'll do whatever everyone wants!

"Then let's not delay any longer. Based on the areas we were previously assigned, let's start gathering information now."

He clasped his hands together, as if giving a signal, and said with a relaxed expression.

"For us at this stage, being able to find illusory traces and report them... should earn us a good impression."

The people who had been surrounding him were all filled with emotion.

"Really? Is it that easy to gain good impression points?!"

"I'm sure Matsui-senpai is right... He's supposedly already been offered a spot in the Ninth Division!"

"I'm so lucky to be in the same squad as Matsui-senpai!"

Only Matsushita Yusuke overheard the gist of it, but his mind was still somewhat muddled.

Impression score? What's that?

He spent about half a minute trying to understand the other person's words and content.

Finally, it dawned on me that I understood.

—This refers to the person in charge of the 13th Division, and their overall impression and understanding of the students.

In fact, this is not an officially certified scoring system.

Rather, it was simply a concept proposed by some students.

For example, you might have your name remembered by a squad leader or vice-captain, or you might have had a conversation with someone during a mission...

Such things would become the students' "confidence," thereby increasing their chances of being accepted into a specific squad.

of course.

The things mentioned above are basically just wishful thinking on the part of these students.

As for whether it can affect the admission results, that's basically irrelevant...

After figuring out the logic behind it, Matsushita Yusuke's expression couldn't help but show a touch of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).

I felt a little sorry for them.

After all, unlike the exceptionally talented Ichigo Kurosaki, for a normal soul, simply being accepted as a Shinigami is an incredibly difficult feat.

As for improving oneself, learning, and earning a position through one's own abilities, that's pure fantasy.

The pressure is immense... literally.

It is precisely because of the various restrictions and hierarchical separations that these students behave so stubbornly and strangely.

Matsushita Yusuke couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

A little pitiful...

"Matsushita-kun, is it alright if you take charge of this area?"

When his name was called, Matsushita Yusuke snapped out of his reverie and nodded in response.

"I'm fine."

"Very well, then let's proceed according to the current plan..."

Before he could finish speaking...

boom!!!

With a loud roar, everyone turned around and saw several figures running around on the rooftop, shouting loudly in all directions.

"We've found the target! The vanguard is trying to buy time... Reinforcements, we need reinforcements!"

Things progressed unexpectedly smoothly.

Realizing that the reconnaissance work had become meaningless, Matsui, as the leader, almost subconsciously issued instructions for the subsequent parts.

"Follow them!"

I'm not going to earn any more positive impressions.

They should at least try to appear more proactive.

Only in this way can one barely gain some 'attention' in the eyes of those important figures!

"This mission involves the head of the Shihōin Academy, a rare opportunity! You know, usually the team leaders are the chair officers, and the vice-captains don't participate very often!"

With this reason, the team, which was already eager to try, became even more excited.

Time waits for no one!

Then let's get started!

Everyone rushed forward anxiously, but Matsushita Yusuke seemed to sense something, so much so that he couldn't help but furrow his brow.

—Yes, it used to be the officials in charge of the management, so why is it that Yoruichi Shihouin has to take charge herself this time?

What exactly is the reason behind this?

Although Yusuke Matsushita had never met these important figures, surely an "old guy" who could live for hundreds of years wouldn't be so idle as to play house with newcomers?

Although a suspicion had already formed in my mind, I couldn't wait for that thought to take shape...

The figure at the very front shouted.

"We're almost there!"

Yusuke Matsushita was forced to turn his head and look over.

In the ruins of a house, six students from the Spiritual Arts Academy surrounded a muscular figure, constantly harassing and attacking him.

Standing in a relatively secluded corner, Matsushita Yusuke maintained a distance of about twenty meters, taking the opportunity to observe the other person's appearance.

Emptiness...

Although the topic has been about these guys all along, and even the original work has devoted a lot of attention to these evil souls.

But this kind of observation is the first time that Yusuke Matsushita has truly had a "close encounter".

It was a long, tadpole-like shape.

It has no legs; instead, its tail serves as its lower body, making it appear long and slender, and somber.

His bare upper body was full of muscular outlines, and his four arms looked powerful and strong, each swing of which was powerful and vigorous... Getting hit by one would definitely not feel good.

Its head is flat and broad, and looks about half the width of a person...

As a result, its facial features are quite deformed, all squeezed onto a concave plane, as if the focus of the 'design' was placed on the crocodile-like long snout.

Although he had been mentally prepared, Yusuke Matsushita couldn't help but sigh when he actually saw it.

—Looks like this? If you're human, I'll eat you!

"Kido support! Kendo troops, focus on the main attack, stall for time, and launch a final assault once the remaining squads have regrouped!"

The upperclassmen not far away began to give instructions, and Matsushita Yusuke's squad leader seemed unwilling to be outdone, urging everyone to hurry up and move forward.

"If we get beaten to it first, we won't have a chance to shine. Let's all attack together!"

The scene became somewhat chaotic for a moment.

Matsushita Yusuke, however, remained standing still and did not make a move.

Having noticed his movements, the team leader Matsui turned around and called out anxiously.

"What are you doing? Don't you want to improve your image?!"

"No, I just feel... something seems a little strange..."

Matsushita Yusuke frowned, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his left hand loosely clenched into a fist and hanging at his side.

"What's so strange about it?!"

"A Void of this size shouldn't have this much power..."

Despite his six-meter stature, he was forced to retreat repeatedly by two people wielding two knives.

Yusuke Matsushita always felt... that this was a kind of show of weakness, a hunter's way of luring his prey into a trap.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Come here right now, we..."

I couldn't finish what I was saying.

Matsui's body was sent flying out of thin air.

Suddenly, the floor cracked open, and a giant shadow roared out from within, instantly opening its massive jaws to tear at the students in the air!

The second one is fake.

It's hidden underground!