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Chapter 333, Section 330: You Save the Three Realms, I Save Marriage

After finishing the day's work, time passed and naturally turned to night.

Yusuke Matsushita had also prepared the table in advance and made time to arrive early, waiting for a while at the entrance of the izakaya.

Soon, the sound of footsteps grew louder as they approached.

"Feed————"

Yusuke Matsushita turned his head slightly.

Seeing that Soi Fon had changed out of her shihaka outfit and into a black casual suit, she awkwardly shifted her gaze to the side.

"Have we been waiting for a long time? —"

Yusuke Matsushita stared blankly for a moment before chuckling softly.

"No, I just arrived too."

"What are you laughing at?!"

"I just thought your outfit was quite unusual — sorry, I didn't mean to tease you."

Rouge powder, fiery red lips.

These things were so different from Soi Fon's usual image that it's no wonder Matsushita Yusuke couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Of course, what caught his attention the most was the magenta eyeshadow—although he really didn't want to complain, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"You didn't dress like this before, did you?"

"I heard this is the trendy makeup look lately—what's wrong? You don't like it?!"

"Hmm—to be honest, I'm not really interested."

but.

"Your work is perfect! It's nice to change things up once in a while — let's go, let's have a couple of drinks today."

Soi Fon, who had initially looked somewhat apprehensive, paused for a moment, then her lips unconsciously curled up slightly, revealing a rather disdainful expression.

snort----

At least they still have some conscience!

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, both parties were already slightly tipsy.

Seeing Soi Fon start shaking her head, Matsushita Yusuke smoothly steered the conversation to other topics.

Recent life, recent changes, and the feelings between the two of them, etc.

"That girl, Linghua, is too impulsive!"

boom!

Soi Fon slammed her glass on the table and said, her eyes slightly red.

"She's still just a brat, but she never listens to me! Honestly—how will she manage when she grows up? Will she ever be able to marry into a good family?!"

"Soi Fon, keep your voice down, you're disturbing others—"

"What do you mean?! A daughter not being able to get married is a big deal, isn't it? You don't believe me? Ask other people!"

A series of applause and agreement could be heard coming from the next private room.

"Sodayo!"

Given the feudal social context, it's understandable that Ping would have headaches in this area.

Yusuke Matsushita smiled helplessly, opened his mouth for a moment, but ultimately couldn't say anything—after all, there was no point in discussing these things.

After all, the person in question is only a few years old.

However, conflicts between mother and daughter often occur.

After all, the girl's power has been developed to a certain extent, and Soi Fon alone is indeed sometimes unable to suppress her.

"I understand. I'll talk to you about her properly later."

It can be considered a compromise.

But unexpectedly, Soi Fon pressed her advantage.

"And one more thing, Yusuke!"

Soi Fon pressed her upper body against the table and stared intently at Matsushita Yusuke.

His eyes were full of aggression.

"We're not that old, are we? You think so?"

"Uh—yes, that's right—"

"So why don't you plan to have a second child?"

Yusuke Matsushita swallowed hard and tried to glance to the other side.

"I... I think it might be a bit too fast—"

This statement was indeed somewhat perfunctory, but realistically, Yusuke Matsushita was more concerned about the war that would happen in the future.

He wasn't entirely confident about the outcome of the Thousand-Year Blood War chapter, and even the Spirit King himself wasn't sure.

Based on this premise, Matsushita Yusuke did not want his other descendants to be dragged into this unnecessary storm.

While children like Hikari could indeed become combatants, this was clearly not what Matsushita Yusuke wanted to see.

"Let's put it off for a few more years."

Why?

"Now is not the right time."

"What's inappropriate about it?! We have a house, and we have an income; we could support ten more! My health has recovered, and our family is waiting for us to have a son to inherit the noble title!"

Oh, there's this other part too.

Soi Fon herself was born into a minor noble family. Although she was considered to be at the bottom of the social ladder among her siblings, she has now turned her life around and gained a completely different status.

If a male offspring is born, it is reasonable for her to inherit the family name while maintaining her original identity.

Because it was a feudal society with fierce competition, similar situations of the capable rising to the top would also occur.

To be honest, while Matsushita Yusuke wasn't particularly interested in these things, he didn't object either—after all, reputation was only something for the outside world; internally, it was still the child of Matsushita Yusuke and others.

Because he was strong enough, there was no question of him being adopted by someone else.

As he pondered this, Matsushita Yusuke gave a slightly embarrassed smile and whispered something.

"Let's discuss this again once we've finished our work in Soul Society. It should only take a few more years."

O

"don't want!"

"————?"

Seeing Soi Fon suddenly return to her seat and start crying like a spoiled child, Matsushita Yusuke felt a little helpless for a moment.

"You haven't touched me for the past two years, who knows if you're seeing someone else— Waaah— Don't cover my mouth, let me tell you!"

Oh no, this is really going to cause relationship problems.

Before anyone else could gather around, Matsushita Yusuke quickly took her outside.

Checkout!

Both sides maintained a subtle silence on the way, with Yusuke Matsushita carrying Soi Fon on his back, a helpless expression on his face.

"Well—it's not that I don't have feelings for you anymore, it's just that—I haven't really had the energy for that kind of thing over the years."

Soi Fon simply buried her head in his back, wrapped her arms around her back, and held them tightly against her chest.

"Are you really not already tired of me?"

"no."

"You have no plans to take a concubine or anything like that?"

"No----"

"Hmph, I'll reluctantly believe you!"

She raised her right hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched Matsushita Yusuke in the chest.

It almost made the person involved spill all the drinks they had tonight.

Pfft!!!

"But if you don't dislike me, then why—why—"

Soi Fon was speechless, and Yusuke Matsushita wiped the sour taste from the corner of his mouth, also showing a troubled expression.

Ugh, I just can't do anything with you.

"I'll come back early to rest for the next few days."

I could feel Soi Fon wriggle twice behind me.

She leaned close to Matsushita Yusuke's right ear and whispered in a dreamlike voice.

"Then I'll wait for you."

She even touched his cheek.

he!!!

This gave Matsushita Yusuke such a fright that his hair stood on end.

There's a saying that an old married couple kissing can keep them having nightmares all night long. It seems like a big battle in the next few days is inevitable, so I need to prepare some medicine in advance.

They leisurely escorted Soi Fon back to the barracks, where Matsushita Yusuke rested briefly and washed his face to sober up.

In the blink of an eye...

Soi Fon had already drifted off to sleep.

This guy's drinking habits have been terrible for a long time, so Matsushita Yusuke wasn't surprised at all.

There have been instances where someone has fainted on the spot after shouting a couple of times.

After giving this guy, who reeked of alcohol, a quick wash and a makeup removal, it's worth noting that although many years have passed, Soi Fon's appearance hasn't changed much.

The aging process of a spirit is itself a rather mystical topic.

It has the image of Yamamoto, who is old and frail after a thousand years, and the type of Unohana Retsu, who has not changed at all for a thousand years.

As long-lived beings, the spirits of Soul Society don't seem to pay much attention to this kind of issue.

After dealing with all of this, Matsushita Yusuke returned to the living room and changed into a set of drier clothes.

He raised his hand and gently pressed it against his chest to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything—then turned and pushed open the door to leave.

If Soi Fon saw this, she might start cursing again—but in reality, Matsushita Yusuke wasn't actually going to meet his lover or anything like that.

Instead, they were doing serious business.

Matsushita Yusuke swiftly traversed the dim night sky. His agile figure moved swiftly, and in just a few quick movements, he arrived at his destination.

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

Not long after—a series of short footsteps came from inside.

Hinamori Momo, carrying a lantern, poked half her head out from inside.

"Is this Captain Matsushita? What can I do for you?"

"I'm here to see Captain Aizen—I've already explained the situation to him, so you can just let him know."

"I understand! Please wait a moment."

Even disregarding their personal relationship, they are officially good friends. They have known each other for over a hundred years—something a vice-captain like Hinamori Momo naturally understands.

By skipping unnecessary questioning, Matsushita Yusuke was quickly brought into the team.

As Hinamori Momo led the way, Matsushita Yusuke listened to what she was saying.

"Captain Aizen has been quite busy these days. Due to work, he hasn't had a proper rest—"

If Captain Matsushita has any free time, please also give him a message.

The training plan for the Gotei 13 was inherently complicated, and the captains had to step in to coordinate these things.

Aizen probably felt a bit overwhelmed—with this in mind, Matsushita Yusuke nodded slightly in agreement.

"I will pass on the message as appropriate."

"Thank you for your concern, Captain Matsushita!"

Seeing Hinamori Momo's happy expression, Matsushita Yusuke raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Although the plot and timeline have changed quite a bit, this girl still idolizes Aizen Sousuke to the extreme, just like before.

Fortunately.

This time—she doesn't have to experience the excruciating pain of betrayal again.

With a sigh, Matsushita Yusuke raised his hand and patted the other person's head, then said in a sighing tone.

"It's lucky that Aizen has a vice-captain like you."

"————Uh? Ah? I————"

Ignoring the disoriented Hinamori Momo, Matsushita Yusuke strode down the corridor and finally arrived at the familiar office door.

"The door isn't closed, please come in."

Matsushita Yusuke didn't stand on ceremony and immediately pushed open the door and entered.

He saw Aizen sitting behind his desk, maintaining his signature half-smile, looking right at him.

"Matsushita-kun—I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He raised his hand and waved it gently.

A gentle breeze blew in and closed the door behind it.

Only the two of them remained in the room—Matsushita Yusuke quickly stepped forward, while simultaneously reaching into his robes and rummaging around for a moment.

Then, a rather familiar outline appeared in his palm.

The half of the Hōgyoku he had taken from Urahara Kisuke was now in his palm.

As this was something so precious that he had finally acquired it, Matsushita Yusuke should have said something polite—but he clearly wasn't in the mood for that. He simply handed it to Aizen and turned to leave.

This left Aizen, who had made ample preparations and seemed ready to launch into a lengthy discourse, somewhat bewildered.

"Wait—Matsushita-kun?"

"Is there anything else, Aizen-sensei?"

"You...don't you have anything to say?"

Perhaps it was because reality was too shocking that Aizen Sousuke lost his composure slightly.

Bōgyoku.

As a manifestation of the Spirit King's power, it possesses extraordinary power—it can fulfill a user's wish based on their willpower.

It can be said that all of Aizen's efforts so far have been for the purpose of obtaining half of the Hogyoku, and his perseverance in the original work was also for this purpose.

But right now.

Matsushita Yusuke, however, remained perfectly calm and handed over the long-desired item to him.

To be honest, Aizen Sousuke didn't know how to face the situation for a moment.

I should indeed be happy.

However, this sense of incongruity, achieved so easily, made him unable to laugh.

Perhaps it was a bit too hasty?

Faced with Aizen's loss of composure, Matsushita Yusuke's expression was rather helpless. He pursed his lips, sighed, and said in a rather resigned tone.

"Aizen-sensei, there's nothing to worry about in this regard. After all, I've already told you before—the Soul King doesn't care about these things, so you can just do whatever you want."

Second.

"You have been able to study the effects of the Hogyoku with great care. If nothing unexpected happens, it will definitely have a very good effect in the final battle. For both reason and emotion, the Three Realms will not be on our side now."

Indeed, the situation is quite different from what it used to be.

Aizen's faction is by no means rebellious, but rather a specific group that needs to be cooperated with.

Aizen himself understood this, but perhaps the changes in reality were so drastic that they caused him to lose most of his thinking ability for a short period of time.

Of course, after calming down a bit, he recovered.

"I—I understand."

Aizen accepts the status quo.

Seeing this, Matsushita Yusuke visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone is emphasizing how to save the Three Realms, but what about themselves?

Yusuke Matsushita felt he needed to save his marriage first.

"I'm going now, Aizen-sensei!"