Infinite: Start as a ghost

"Is there anything else, Captain Kurotsuchi?" Kisuke Urahara asked.

"Help me... take good care of Sleep No. 7," Mayuri Kurotsuchi said somewhat awkwardly.

"Don't worry, she has always tried her best to live, to live well for you." Kisuke Urahara's smile faded. "After all, she is not only the vice-captain of the 12th Division, but also your daughter, your dream, Nemu Kurotsuchi."

"Please," Mayuri Kurotsuchi said as she left Kisuke Urahara.

Inside the Seireitei...

Fifth Division Lieutenant Momo Hinamori encounters Rukia in the corridor.

"Congratulations, Rukia." Hinamori Momo smiled somewhat reluctantly. "In another month, your appointment as vice-captain will be officially announced, right?"

"Then you'll be a vice-captain just like everyone else."

"Thank you." Rukia looked at Hinamori Momo with some concern. "How have you been lately, Momo?"

"Me?" she said with a smile. "I'm fine. Nobody wants me to work. I'm very free."

"Sigh..." Rukia hugged her tightly, feeling sorry for her. "I know Captain Aizen is important to you, but you need to look further ahead. All of this is in the past."

Hinamori Momo remained silent for a long time.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought him up," Rukia quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I just wanted you to get over your sadness."

"I know." Hinamori Momo bowed to Rukia. "Thank you. I will do my best."

Then, she left Rukia, drifting aimlessly, not knowing where she was going.

Rukia watched her forlorn figure and sighed heavily.

She arrived at the library, picked up a book with an empty look in her eyes, sat down quietly, and began reading absentmindedly.

Not long after she went in, another person entered the previously empty library.

He is the current captain of the Fifth Division, Shinji Hirako.

These two are both from the Fifth Division, one is the captain and the other is the vice-captain, but they have no communication outside of work, a situation that is almost never seen in other divisions.

He saw Rukia and her conversation and overheard their exchange, intending to use this opportunity to resolve the misunderstanding between them.

"Momo Mori," Hirako called out as he sat down beside her.

Hinamori Momo was lost in thought and didn't notice anyone beside her. Hirako's shout startled her.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, she immediately closed her book and bowed to Hirako: "Captain..."

“Let’s talk.” Hirako sat down and gestured for her to sit down as well. “I know Aizen is special to you, but everyone hopes you can get over this sadness as soon as possible.”

"Thank you for your concern, Captain. I'm fine." Hinamori Momo gave a forced smile, then reopened her book without saying a word.

The atmosphere fell silent once again.

Hirako sighed: "Let's talk about Aizen."

Hinamori Momo remained silent, seemingly unconcerned.

“You know, before I left Soul Society, I was the captain of the Fifth Division,” Hirako said. “Back then, Aizen was my assistant and the vice-captain of the Fifth Division.”

This statement caught Hinamori Momo's attention; she genuinely knew nothing about it.

“We’ve known each other for over a hundred years, and a lot of interesting things have happened in between,” Hirako Shinji sighed. “But it’s really hard not to hate him.”

"Over a hundred years, he has conducted countless experiments, torn families apart, and caused countless souls in Rukongai to die tragically."

“Especially us, the Masked Legion, who were framed by him.”

At this point, Hirako revealed a hint of murderous intent: "To be honest, how could we not hate him? How could we let go of our hatred and forgive him?"

"Please... don't say anymore, Captain." Hinamori Momo was in tears. "I know Captain Aizen isn't a good person, but he's different to me."

"He is my guide, the person I admire most, and the one who led me out of confusion."

"So please stop talking, Captain."

“I know,” Hirako said. “Not only do I know, but all the members of the Fifth Division know. So, we all understand you, and no one blames you.”

"He was a villain, but he made many contributions to the Seireitei."

"He offered many suggestions for the curriculum of spiritual arts academies, which greatly increased efficiency, and these will not disappear with his passing."

"Even a force like Chamber 46 did not attempt to cover up his deeds."

"So, everyone just really wants you to get some rest; they don't have any intention of deliberately keeping their distance from you."

Chapter 263 Business Strategies

"No one has ever blamed you from beginning to end."

"We need you, the Fifth Division needs you."

"Aizen is a despicable person, but he is also a respectable one, and everyone understands that."

"So, everyone really wants you to rest. They're not deliberately keeping their distance from you; they genuinely feel from the bottom of their hearts that you need time to relax."

"All the members of the Fifth Division are waiting for your return, waiting for the Hinamori Momo of the past."

Would you like to come back?

Hinamori Momo remained silent; she didn't know what to say.

Hirako Shinji smiled slightly: "I know it's too much to ask you to cheer up right now. I just want you to know everyone's true feelings. They all care about you very much."

Hinamori Momo stood up again and bowed to Hirako: "I understand, Captain."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably: "Did everyone really not give up on me?"

"Didn't they let me rest so they could isolate me from the Fifth Division?"

Are they really worried about me?

Are these true?

Hirako pulled her into his arms and stroked her head: "Can't you feel anything from Rukia?"

"Can't you really feel any care from your comrades in the Fifth Division?"

"Can't you feel any care from me?" "I'm sorry, Captain." Hinamori Momo suddenly burst into tears: "I've let everyone down."

“Yes.” Hirako didn’t let go, but smiled comfortingly: “Cry it out loud, let out all your dissatisfaction, worries and self-blame.”

"Starting tomorrow, let's go back to how things were before, okay?"

Hinamori Momo didn't speak, she just kept crying to vent her emotions.

Shiba House......

Shiba Ganju, Yadomaru Lisa, Ginjo Kugo, and Tang Kannonji stared at each other wide-eyed.

After a while, Ginjou Kūgo slammed the magazine onto the table and roared, "You bastard, is this your so-called family revival plan?"

Lisa immediately snapped, "Hey, just talk! Don't throw my magazines! Pay up!"

Tang Guanyin Temple held the magazine and said, "Oh my god, these magazines are really... really shameful."

Even so, he lingered on his hands for a long time.

Shiba Ganju coughed a few times: "Don't be so angry, development also needs funds."

Ginjou Kūgo kept slamming his fist on the table: "Aren't you a firework seller? What are you doing getting your hands on H magazines?"

Shiba Ganju said somewhat awkwardly, "Ahem, fireworks have a time limit. They can't be sold outside of holidays."

"Besides, this young lady approached me first, so you can't blame me, can you?"

Lisa immediately retorted, "Who are you calling a little girl? I'm old enough to be your great-grandmother."

Suppressing his impending outburst, Ginjou Kūgo hissed, "So, what do you plan to do with these magazines?"

Shiba Ganju chuckled slyly, "We can't go into Seireitei. Lisa will handle the business inside."

"Let's three of us go and do business in Rukongai."

"Tang Guanyin Temple was a big star in her lifetime, so she must know a thing or two about business. You should also know these tricks of the trade."

"So, I'll provide the manpower and land, and you provide the labor, and the money will come, right?"

"Besides this dilapidated house, where else do you own land?" Yin Cheng roared. "And where are the people? Where are they?"

"Besides us, do you have anyone else?"

"Yes, we have them all." Shiba Ganju: "Although our Shiba family is poor, we can still manage a few warehouses."

"As for manpower, we have enough." He clapped his hands. "Everyone, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people came out of the inner room.

"Let me introduce myself to you."

“Kin-hiko and Gin-hiko, these two are my servants,” said Shiba Ganju. “They are in charge of managing the warehouse.”

"And these four are my underlings."

"Miyamoto Taichi, nicknamed Eagle, is very good at cooking, but he's completely useless at everything else."

"Ishino Mitsuru, nicknamed 'Fanatic,' is a hot-blooded guy, but he's completely clueless and does everything without any sense of direction."

"Kenji Yamashita, nicknamed Top-Tier, is the most reliable guy, but he's a bit weak in fighting and arguing, and has never won."

"Saionji Sadatomo, nicknamed Dubell, has a very gentle personality and is very popular with small animals, but he is usually the one who gets the worst beatings."

"They will assist you."

Ginjo was furious and finally couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed Shiba Ganju by the collar and yelled, "What the hell are these guys going to do here?"

Shiba Ganju glanced sideways, not daring to meet Ginjo Kugo's eyes at all: "Well... having someone is better than having no one, right?"

"I fucking believed you! I was actually fooled by the name Shiba and became a retainer of your Shiba family!" Ginjo Kūgo said with a headache, "Where is your sister, Shiba Kūkaku?"

Upon hearing this question, Shiba Ganju, drawing strength from who-knows-where, immediately broke free from Ginjo Kūgo's grasp and knelt before Lisa in a full-body prostration: "Please, please don't let my sister know about this, she'll kill me."

Ginjou's face twitched uncontrollably.

Lisa immediately reassured her, "Don't worry, I also want to earn more money."

Tang Guanyin Temple exclaimed loudly, "Truly a local specialty, it leaves one wanting more... Bah, utterly despicable."