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Here it comes!

Upon hearing this, Matsushita Yusuke's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.

The Eleventh Division is great! It's dirty and smelly, a perfect place for enlightenment in Longchang!

Yusuke Matsushita figured that his physical-type Zanpakuto would basically have to rely on these guys to do the work.

"Are they trying to challenge us to a fight?"

Aizen Sousuke did not give a direct answer, but instead looked at Matsushita Yusuke with a half-smile.

"Is Matsushita-kun looking forward to it?"

Realizing he might have been too eager, Matsushita Yusuke coughed awkwardly and tried to explain.

"I'm just... a little excited. After all, I haven't had any ideas on how to improve my Zanpakuto lately. If I had a chance to use it in actual combat, I should be able to find the right opportunity."

Justified and convincing.

Whether he listened or not, Aizen Sousuke gave a soft "hmm" and put down his water glass.

"They did indeed come to challenge us."

really!

"but……"

Hey?

"This time, Captain Guiyancheng said he would personally take to the field."

069: Bro, I'm about to crack!

Yusuke Matsushita's expression was calm.

After hearing Aizen Sousuke's explanation, he first made a tactical backward leaning motion.

Then he sat up straight.

Then he crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head, and used his right hand to scratch the corner of his mouth.

His facial features seemed to be squeezed into a question mark shape, and after nearly ten seconds of silence...

Matsushita Yusuke seemed to understand something, and suddenly clapped his hands, then smiled and pointed at Aizen Sousuke.

He gave me a look that said, "You little rascal, you're messing with me."

"Aizen-sensei, you're joking, right?"

The latter smiled and reached into his pocket, fumbling around for a while before pulling out something that looked like an invitation.

"This is a challenge I'm sending to you."

Seeing the signature of Kenpachi Onijo on the top, Yusuke Matsushita's last illusion was completely shattered.

Why did this happen?!

Matsushita Yusuke let out a wail; he couldn't understand it even if he racked his brains...

Is it really necessary for your game to be this difficult?

what? !

Yusuke Matsushita now feels like a Russian kid on a chess TV show, being told by the host that his opponent is the world champion.

After defeating Bordeaux in Irithyll of the Boreal Valley, is it the Dancer's turn?

Is there something wrong with the order of your order?

Matsushita Yusuke held the challenge letter, his face showing utter bewilderment.

"Aizen-sensei, what exactly is going on?"

The latter helplessly shrugged and spread his hands.

"To be honest, I'm not quite sure either... I only got this from the Eleventh Division yesterday. I heard that Captain Onigenjo went to a lot of trouble to contact you."

A little-known fact.

Although the Shinigami Academy is nominally a public facility, it is essentially a special education institution that evolved from Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's private school.

Anyone with a sane brain wouldn't come here to cause trouble...

"I suppose they thought it would be too shameful for a squad leader to issue a challenge to a student, so they thought of having me deliver it."

If you know you're embarrassed, then don't do it!

Matsushita Yusuke held the object in his hand, quickly reviewing the information between them in his mind.

Oni Yanjo Kenpachi.

Although he might be the most useless Kenpachi of all time, he should still have mastered Bankai.

Yusuke Matsushita.

A second-year student who hasn't even mastered the initial solution yet.

How do you even begin to argue? Dude, you'd get flamed even in a debate forum for this.

At that moment, the person involved felt as if they were on the East African continent during the Neogene period, 2500 million years ago.

Brother, I'm about to split open... (referring to the Great Rift Valley in Africa)

Aizen Sousuke seems to really enjoy watching the fun.

He watched as Matsushita Yusuke struggled with his thoughts for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Matsushita-kun, there's really no need to be so nervous."

What, does this big shot have a solution?!

"Think about it carefully, why would Gui Yancheng specifically come to cause trouble for a student?"

I don't know...

Of course, if he were to say this out loud, Aizen would most likely look down on him.

So you still need to use your brain.

Matsushita Yuu frowned deeply at this moment. Although he had no ideas, at times like this, the only way to find a real 'breakthrough' was to try to think.

Thinking about it carefully, there shouldn't be any irreconcilable conflict between Matsushita Yusuke and Oni Ichiro.

'I've only known him for a few days...it doesn't make sense.'

Then we'll have to change our approach.

—Have I done anything recently that might make this guy hold a grudge?

Although he instinctively wanted to deny it, Matsushita Yusuke's expression quickly became somewhat subtle.

Because he had thought of it.

I think I actually did something like that...

'When you fought with Michizane back then, perhaps you embarrassed him in front of his subordinates?'

It was as exaggerated as if they had a telepathic connection. At the same moment that Matsushita Yusuke thought of this, Aizen Sousuke said with a smile.

“You publicly defeated the subordinate assigned by Oni Ichiro, causing him to lose face within the Eleventh Division. This is the ‘important thing’ that needs to be retrieved, which is why Oni Ichiro needs you to go there.”

Aizen Sousuke seemed to have anticipated Matsushita Yusuke's thoughts and promptly added to the discussion.

"Don't be surprised. For these people, face is more important than anything else."

Unlike the structure of other squads.

"The Eleventh Division is unique in its structure. Swordsmen and ronin from Rukongai value reputation and fame. Living in the outer areas, if you don't have a reputation that can intimidate others, you will have to endure endless harassment."

There will always be people who want to climb over your head to get ahead.

One person's fame will eventually become another's stepping stone.

This cyclical pattern is the unchanging law of impoverished regions.

"Some things cannot be easily changed by status or ideology. Even if you join the Gotei 13 and become a full-fledged member, you will still retain similar ideas in your mind."

Vulgar, contemptible, and not presentable.

Such statements are all largely accurate.

Matsushita Yusuke gave a thoughtful look; he probably understood what Aizen Sousuke was trying to say.

But what happens after that?

"What should I do, Aizen-sensei..."

The person involved is bound to feel confused.

Faced with this worry, Aizen Sousuke wore a thoughtful expression.

"There are two solutions."

the first.

"You accept this invitation, go to the territory of the Eleventh Division again, and then lose to Kenpachi Oni.

The lost face has been salvaged, even if it's just maintaining a false reputation and prosperity... because this is the Eleventh Division under Oni-no-Kage's rule.

second.

"If you don't want to go over there, just declare that you are no match for him and admit defeat like that."

"...?"

What's the difference between these two?

Before Matsushita Yusuke could ask a question, Aizen Sousuke slowly added.

"The second one sounds easier, right? But from what I understand, these people from Rukongai are the most likely to kick someone when they're down. If you don't go over there, they'll only retaliate even more severely."

That sounds a bit scary.

What will they do?

"Would they secretly try to sabotage you at some point?"

Aizen Sousuke's tone wasn't entirely certain, but that didn't matter; he had other theoretical grounds to support his claim.

"The person you fought before... Sanchao Jin, do you remember him?"

That guy?

Yusuke Matsushita certainly remembered.

After all, they earned quite a bit of reward from him.

"I remember, so what?"

"he died."

Aizen Sousuke said calmly.

"When he was found, he was lying on the main street of the West Second District of Rukongai. The cause of death was a penetrating wound that pierced his abdomen and back... He died of ischemia."

I'm taking a short break today and revising my writing.

I'm not entirely satisfied with the content...

I need to revise the draft. That's all for today, see you tomorrow!

070: Save me, Mr. Demon Void!

Matsushita Yusuke's expression became extremely serious at this moment.

His brows were furrowed, and his hands, which were resting on his knees, unconsciously clenched into fists.

Someone died...

To be honest, this was a development he had not anticipated at all.

After all, in Matsushita Yusuke's understanding, Misaki Susumu shouldn't be someone who 'dies' so easily.

"he……"

"You mean he's a squad member, an official member of the Gotei 13, right?"

Aizen Sousuke calmly took over the conversation.