Let the Bizarre Adventure of the Joestars begin.

Several days after Jeanne left, her name was removed from the Seireitei, since the search had yielded no results and it was confirmed that she was dead.

However, it cannot be considered a removal from the list; it was simply written on the list to confirm the death.

Knowing the truth, Aizen naturally knew what he should do. Similarly, Kisuke Urahara also gained a lot of inspiration from Jeanne and planned to create something extraordinary.

"Today's Kido teaching is..." the Kido teacher sitting on the stage said. Aizen didn't seem to care much about the lesson, as the absence of Yona made him surprisingly uneasy.

'Jeanne, what are you doing right now?' Looking out at the campus, Aizen didn't know why he started missing Jeanne a few days after she left.

'He's probably trying to kill Hollows,' Aizen guessed, but he couldn't come up with a definitive answer. After all, Aizen hadn't experienced this kind of loneliness in a very, very long time.

'Oh, is Jeanne injured? If she is, what will she do? After all, she doesn't seem like she'll answer.' She bent her usually straight back slightly forward, not to rest, nor for any particular feeling.

Just doing this makes me feel a little better about that empty space in my heart.

The cute face, which was lying on the table, showed absolutely no expression.

'Why don't I go with them? If I did, maybe I wouldn't have to live in fear here.' This thought spread through Aizen's mind.

However, Aizen knew very well that if he went there and encountered some particularly strong individuals, he would only become a burden to Yona.

However, it was precisely because he understood this that Aizen gripped his slightly heaving chest with his right hand, as if he were suppressing something.

"Aizen? Aizen?" The teacher on the stage called out to Aizen sitting below, the reason being, of course, that he had seen Aizen's condition.

Although the teacher is well aware of the relationship between Aizen and Jeanne, Aizen must be very saddened by the confirmation of that person's death.

Although the teacher understands, the teacher does not want Aizen to become the next Jeanne, to be killed silently or without a trace. The teacher absolutely does not want to see that. That is why the teacher is calling Aizen's name here now, and that is why the teacher is disturbing Aizen at this time.

"Teacher?" Although Aizen could roughly guess why the teacher was calling him that, he was still slightly disgusted by this way of addressing him.

'Although the teacher did nothing wrong, anyone who bothers me and makes Yona disappear from my sight!!!' Although he was very disgusted and said it in his heart, Aizen was still unhappy, after all, Yona wasn't around.

"It's nothing, I just noticed you were daydreaming, so I called your name." That was the teacher's explanation, which seemed a bit forced, but at least it was an explanation.

"Okay, I understand. I'll sit down then." As for his teacher's explanation, Aizen wasn't too concerned. Since he already knew the main reason, he didn't need to think about what his teacher was trying to say. He already understood the essential point.

Even though he understood perfectly well, Aizen was still unhappy. After all, it's incredibly painful to have your feelings interrupted, though he couldn't quite explain just how painful it was.

"But even after the teacher reminded me, I'm still very concerned about Jeanne's matter." Aizen sat down again, still uninterested in what the teacher was saying. After all, he had already looked into those things himself.

Just as Aizen had guessed, Jeanne was still relentlessly killing Hollows. At least she had changed the situation where her spirit would be forcibly interrupted when using Kido of Rank 50 or higher a few days ago, to a situation where she would only fail to cast spells when using Hado of Rank 55 or higher.

"Ah, when will this ever end?" Miss Jeanne looked at the white desert and then looked up at the eternal full moon in the sky.

Miss Jeanne was starting to feel a little bit annoyed by this endless hunt.

However, even so, Miss Jeanne cannot stop hunting, after all, she also has to give an explanation to those people.

As Jeanne looked at the Hollows who were constantly being drawn to her because of the spiritual pressure she emitted, she became certain of this.

"Oh dear, it looks like there's going to be a fierce battle." Jeanne confirmed this as she looked at the Hollows who were being drawn to her spiritual pressure.

However, things are not that simple.

"Whoa~" Clearly, Miss Na also sensed the change.

Miss Na sensed the location of this anomaly very clearly, to an unparalleled degree.

Boom~~~

A huge cloud of dust rose up in front of Miss Jeanne, as if something had emerged from the ground.

"Wow, they've finally come out, Hollows." This was the first time Miss Jeanne had seen the Hollows, and of course, it certainly wouldn't be the last.

One thing can be determined from the location where the Great Hollow emerged: Jeanne's previous prediction was correct.

The conjecture that there are other spaces beneath this desert is correct.

"It seems we'll need to spend some time verifying this later," said Miss Jeanne, looking at the sand hole the Hollow had emerged from, as if the Hollow didn't exist at all to her.

Of course, since the Great Hollow has almost no thoughts, no one can understand the sarcasm contained in Miss Jeanne's words.

"However, how much of the Hollow will it repair?" Jeanne said with a cruel smile, her eyes fixed on the Gillian-class Hollow that had begun attacking her.

This time, the Void Spear didn't appear behind him. Instead, he drew the Asahi, which he hadn't used since arriving in Hueco Mundo, and swung it directly at Gillian.

Things should go smoothly from now on, since Miss Jeanne has already discovered the location of the Hollow, which means that Miss Jeanne has found the fastest way to repair her soul.

Finding this method means that Miss Jeanne can return soon.

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I've finished writing the first chapter for today. The reason I didn't update before was because I was provoked by someone's words, "If you're going to live, live happily." Good heavens, if I could be happy, would I need to say every day that I only have a hundred or so subscribers and I still need to do things for you? Anyway, I'm feeling really bad right now, but I'll still update four times today, it'll just be a little late.

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Soul Slayer: Chapter Thirteen - Finally, we can start searching for the names of our Zanpakuto!

The shape, state, and abilities of a Zanpakuto are all based on the soul of its wielder.

The Shinigami (death god) must name their Zanpakuto (soul-slaying sword) through their own soul and learn about its abilities by communicating with it.

Born with the Grim Reaper, and perishing with the Grim Reaper, this is the Zanpakuto.

At this point, ten years had passed since Jeanne entered Hueco Mundo. During these ten years, Jeanne would communicate with her Zanpakuto at least once a week.

Of course, the result was always the same as before, just as Miss Jeanne's soul was never repaired.

However, in fact, Jeanne's soul is indeed being repaired. Although she cannot make her Zanpakuto appear yet, Jeanne can now use all Kido below the 90th rank.

'Hmph~ If he still hasn't shown up, does that mean my Zanpakuto's power might be even more terrifying than a Kido ranked over ninety?' Before starting this week's Sword Zen, Ms. Jeanne rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a while, although she knew very well that such contemplation was meaningless.

However, if we don't use this time to think about anything, we'll probably get bored again very quickly.

Perhaps being bored is an understatement; going crazy might be the most likely outcome.

Thinking this, Miss Jeanne withdrew the spiritual pressure she was emitting, sat down on the spot, and lightly placed her hands on her lap.

"I hope this time it will have a result." Saying this, Miss Jeanne closed her eyes and focused her attention entirely on her inner thoughts.

In the darkness, Miss Jeanne saw a point of light, a point of light completely different from the previous ones, and that point of light was growing larger and larger.

“Finally, finally I can see you.” The point of light spoke in a voice that was all too familiar to Miss Jeanne, a voice that reminded Miss Jeanne of the woman named Jeanne Darcée she had seen decades ago.

"Who are you?" Jeanne ignored the light's words. Jeanne only wanted to know who this light was. After all, although the power of the Zanpakuto came from the soul, it was not entirely a part of Jeanne, because Jeanne knew very well that she had once lost her memory.

It was that amnesia that caused Miss Jeanne to lose all her memories of the time before she became this way, but it is also because of this that Miss Jeanne cannot be sure who the voice is.

"Who am I? I don't know either." The point of light gradually transformed into a human figure, a human figure with the same body shape as Miss Jeanne. After the light on the surface dissipated, Miss Jeanne saw a person who was the same as herself but also different.

Although they had the same face, that person's eyes were much gentler than Miss Jeanne's. To use the simplest analogy, her eyes were like water that could encompass many things, while Miss Jeanne's eyes contained a gentle yet resilient quality.

“After all, I’ve lost my memory too,” she said. And the answer she gave was exactly what Miss Jeanne had expected. After all, she was only a part of Miss Jeanne’s soul, not the whole of it, so she naturally couldn’t know what Miss Jeanne didn’t know.

"Then, are you my Zanpakuto?" Miss Jeanne, who had no expectations for the answer, asked the question she had prepared beforehand.

"No, I am not your Zanpakuto either. Your Zanpakuto is over there." She said, pointing in a direction.

When Miss Jeanne looked in the direction her finger was pointing, all she could see were countless blades.

"How...could this be?" Even Jeanne was quite surprised to see so many blades. The image of a Zanpakuto is always fixed, but this situation was completely beyond Jeanne's expectations. After all, it was impossible for so many Zanpakuto to appear. But now, they appeared in Jeanne's sight.

"Only one of those is your Zanpakuto, and I don't know which one it is." As she said this, the information she revealed was the kind of information that Miss Nara would have spent a long time obtaining.

"So, I have to find my Zanpakuto inside?" Looking at the countless blades that probably outnumbered the stars in the sky, Jeanne understood for the first time what despair meant.

"More or less," she said, without offering any further information.

"I see, I understand." After glancing at the blades and then at the other version of herself that had appeared before her, Miss Jeanne thanked her briefly and then headed towards the countless Zanpakuto.

Because viewing things up close is always one of the best ways to distinguish them.

She did not follow Miss Jeanne, but stayed where she was.

“You can’t go over there.” She raised a hand, as if to stop someone from going to Miss Jeanne’s side.

"So we were discovered after all." Another figure emerged from the darkness, a figure with the same build as Miss Jeanne and her.

“You want to go and kill her, don’t you?” she said to the black-clad man.

"Isn't this obvious? As long as we kill her, both you, as a shattered spirit foundation, and I, as a mere mortal, can control our bodies, right?" The shadowy figure's words were full of cunning, but as a shattered spirit foundation, she had never believed the shadowy figure's words, so similarly, the shadowy figure still couldn't get past this time.

"Tch, whatever. Anyway, you're just her Shikai. She can't possibly never touch Bankai in her entire life." After saying this to the shadowy figure, who remained completely still, he disappeared back into the darkness.

After confirming that the shadowy figure had left, she lowered her hand and turned to look at Miss Jeanne, who was observing the blades closely and hadn't noticed what was happening here.

“One day, you will fight her, won’t you? To fight for ownership of this body.” She said this as she looked at Miss Jeanne, who was constantly testing her knife.

"If that day comes, I will also join the war." Her words revealed what she wanted to do.

"But before that, let me see."

After saying this, she fell silent, quietly watching Miss Jeanne, as if nothing in the world could affect her gaze.

Miss Jeanne is currently unaware of what's happening here, nor is she aware of the conflict between the two. However, no matter what has happened, Miss Jeanne will not stop here.

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In short, Chapter Two is complete, and there are two more chapters to come.

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Soul Slayer: Chapter Fourteen - I Want It All!!!

Thousands of blades floated there, and whenever Miss Rena wanted to take them down for a look, the blades would obediently come down, as if each of these blades were Miss Rena's Zanpakuto.

But the more this is the case, the more Ms. Jeanne believes that none of the swords on it are her Zanpakuto.