Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Seeing that the other party still dared to be defiant in front of him, Aozaki Mayuki didn't say any more nonsense. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of him and raised his hand to slash, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

The remaining five rebels swallowed hard, touched their foreheads, and were somewhat stunned.

The captain had just been engaged in a heated verbal exchange with the other party, so how did he suddenly resort to violence? And to make matters worse, he couldn't even block a single strike, and his Zanpakuto even broke. Now he lies on the ground like a dead dog, with only the shocking wound on his chest proving that blood is still flowing.

"Don't worry, he's not dead yet, but he'll be soon."

Like an elegant young nobleman, Aozaki Mayuki gently wielded his long sword, leaving a graceful arc of blood on the ground.

Are you ready to go and be with him?

"Do not……"

Before the rebels could finish speaking, Aozaki Mayuki had already charged forward.

In an instant, blood splattered across the forest.

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"Didn't that guy say he'd come? Where is he now? Is he stuck with Rangiku again and can't get away?"

Under the illusion of Aozaki Mayuki, Ichimaru Gin stood on the cliff with several guards, occasionally slaying a few rebel soldiers while observing the battlefield thoughtfully.

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The other side of the forest.

"Captain," a member of the First Division bowed.

"How is the situation?" Kuchiki Hibiki nodded and asked.

"The Eleventh Division has broken through two lines of defense, and the enemy is stubbornly resisting at their headquarters," the soldier replied. "In my opinion, the Eleventh Division will be able to annihilate the enemy in four hours at most."

"only……"

"What's wrong?" Kuchiki Hibiki asked impatiently, frowning. He hated people who talked in a daze.

The squad member said, "It seems that Lord Aozaki Kenpachi has no intention of making a move and has been observing. The only ones attacking are the squads led by the officers."

Kuchiki Hibiki seemed to have expected this, and said with a hint of smugness:

"You don't understand. He's training his men. The Eleventh Division has been overwhelming the rebels, so this battle is like training for him."

"If the captain has to do everything personally, then the Gotei 13 only needs its captain. What's the point of having other squads?"

He was somewhat relieved that he had asked Aozaki Mayuki about the battle plan beforehand, so he could show off his intelligence to the team members.

"I see." The team members exclaimed, their eyes wide with admiration.

Then they couldn't help but wonder, how did this usually reckless and impulsive captain suddenly become so smart?

Seeing the performance of his teammates, Kuchiki Hibiki nodded smugly.

He needed recognition, even though these team members didn't hold the same place in his heart as Kuchiki Ginryo, it still made him feel good.

But the thought of his respected father-in-law dampened his spirits.

Before I left today, my father-in-law didn't say a single word of concern to me.

Although Aozaki Mayuki had reminded Kuchiki Ginrei, the latter was clearly a stubborn person and it was impossible for him to be swayed by just a few words.

I am his son-in-law, why can't he even show me some concern? Does my father-in-law really consider me a member of the family?

Xiu Mu Xiang He revealed a look of resentment.

Although he came from an ordinary Grim Reaper family, he has always been a dazzling genius in people's eyes since he joined the Shinigami Academy.

Otherwise, a handsome appearance alone wouldn't be enough to get him to marry into the Xiumu family.

Whether commoners or nobles, people held him in the highest esteem.

Even the Captain-Commander has praised his talent more than once.

But his most respected father-in-law never affirmed his abilities.

He's so good to Soujun and Byakuya, so why is he so different to me... Is it just because I don't have the Kuchiki family bloodline?

Chapter 132 The Spirit King's Injustice

As night fell, the members of the Eleventh Division quickly returned from Rukongai to the Seireitei.

Eleventh Division barracks.

The gates and walls, resembling those of a noble mansion, were solemn and magnificent. The original Eleventh Division barracks were right next to the street, but after the renovation, they were separated by a high white wall.

There's nothing wrong with living a life close to ordinary people; it's just that some of the things Aozaki Mayuki does are not suitable for being exposed to the public eye.

You can let people see some things, but you can't let them see everything.

Meanwhile, standing in the captain's office, Aozaki Maki and Yamazaki Gentora faced the greatest challenge of their lives.

Because among the eleventh division, neither of them, despite being the two highest-ranking members, knew how to write battlefield reports.

This is understandable, though, as Aozaki Mazuki has always delegated paperwork to Ichimaru Gin.

Yamazaki Gentora wasn't much better than the former. If he were truly smart, he wouldn't have come up with the terrible idea of ​​testing Aozaki Mayuki's strength in public to build a closer relationship.

"What battlefield report? I've never heard of such a thing. You can ask me to publish the most popular book among men in Seireitei, but writing a report is out of the question."

"But Captain, I was at the front line in this battle, so I couldn't have a complete view of the situation. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to push the reporting work onto me?"

"Vice-Captain Yamazaki, what kind of talk is that? As the vice-captain, isn't it your duty to share the captain's burdens?"

"But I can't!"

"It's laughable that a deputy captain can't do paperwork. Don't try to shirk your responsibility."

"The former deputy captain used to handle all the paperwork; I've never done it before. What should I do?"

Listening to the two of them talking back and forth, Gin Ichimaru was speechless and turned to look at his other superior, Shiro Kunan.

Jiu Nanbai was sitting in his seat, staring blankly with an expression that said, "I don't know anything."

These incompetent bastards deserve to be executed on Shuangji Hill!

Gin Ichimaru couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. These three guys clearly couldn't do anything, so how could they ride roughshod over him?

He didn't understand; the King of Spirit was unjust!

You, Yamazaki Gentora, can sit in this vice-captain position, but I, Ichimaru Gin, can't?!

So what should we do?

Looking at Aozaki Mayuki, who was sitting calmly in his office chair eating peony mochi, Kunan Shiro wiped his drool and asked.

The battle lasted a whole day, and she hadn't eaten a single bite of food except for breakfast; she felt like she was starving to death.

And a boyfriend who hoards good food for his girlfriend is just too despicable.

Jiu Nanbai's cheeks were puffed up, clearly indicating that she was unhappy.

Aozaki Mayuki grinned mischievously and deliberately waved the half-eaten peony mochi in front of Kunan Shiro.

Without hesitation, Jiu Nanbai jumped onto the desk and took a bite of the peony cake.

Aozaki Mayuki, who had developed the feeding game, felt a surge of secret pleasure and reached out with her other hand to pat Kunan Shiro's cute little head.

There were two single guys in the office, looking at them with disdain.

Gin Ichimaru, perhaps unable to bear it any longer, reluctantly spoke up:

"Leave the report to me. You two better behave yourselves. It won't look good if the other team members see this."

He didn't want the other female soldiers to become like Kunan Shiro. If there were a whole squad's captain's wife, how would he manage the squad?

"Since that's the case, there's no other way. I thought that in the end, I, as the captain, would be the one to take responsibility for you."

Looking up at Gin Ichimaru's cold, smiling face, Mazuki Aozaki said with some regret.

"Isn't this your responsibility in the first place?"

Gin Ichimaru said irritably, rolled his eyes, and turned to leave.

Yamazaki Gentora followed closely behind and slipped away, as if afraid that Aozaki Mayuki would keep him behind to write a report.

dong dong dong! !

A gentle knock suddenly echoed in the office, interrupting Aozaki Mayuki's interest in continuing to feed the baby. Kunan Shiro awkwardly sat back down in his seat.

The two straightened their clothes, and Aozaki Mayuki said softly, "Please come in."

A masked man dressed in black suddenly appeared in front of the two and knelt on the ground.

"Captain Aozaki."

"what's up?"

"The Commander-in-Chief has ordered a meeting of the captains of the First Division to be held in seven days. If there are no unforeseen circumstances, please attend on time."

“I will be there on time.” Aozaki Mayuki glanced at him.

The report hasn't even been submitted yet, and they're already calling a team leader meeting? We need to get Gin Ichimaru to finish the report as soon as possible!

The Riding team members nodded and disappeared into the office in a flash.

"What do we do now?" After glancing at the dazed Kunan Shiro and wiping the drool from her hands, Aozaki Mayuki knew that she was indeed very hungry.

"Shinju, I'm hungry! I have no strength left!" Kunan Shiro cried and pounced on Aozaki Shinju.

Even so, Aozaki Mayuki could feel the strength in her hands, making it no problem to defeat the rebels again.

Since the girl was deliberately showing her vulnerable side in front of him, Aozaki Mayuki had no choice but to reluctantly show his responsibility as her boyfriend and carry her in a princess carry.

"Since I'm hungry, let's go eat. Do you want to go to the squad's canteen, or my dorm? My dorm has a kitchen and ingredients, and I'm quite confident in my cooking skills."

Aozaki Mayuki suggested to Kunan Shiro, eager to show off his skills in front of his girlfriend and see if he could win her heart through her stomach.

He rarely returns to his mansion on the noble street now, where it is undergoing renovations by the craftsmen of the Shihōin family.

But he couldn't go home, and Miss Kiryu was still "crying for food," so he simply converted part of his dormitory into a kitchen.

Jiu Nanbai looked at his serious profile with a strange expression. "You're going to take me back to the dorm? Is this the next step for us as a couple?"

She partially obscured her face with her short hair, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "Let's go to your dorm. I want to try your cooking."

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