In Soul Society, love and bond begin

At this point, the child's voice suddenly lowered, and it was so quiet that it seemed like death, and he lowered his voice:

"—They're here to seek revenge on you."

After hearing this, Aizen seemed to finally understand something. His already wide eyes suddenly opened even wider, and his eyes were bloodshot.

However, what was reflected in his eyes in the end was only the cute and warm smile on the face of the child squatting beside him.

Even his fair face was stained with blood.

"puff!"

The dagger fell and pierced into his wide-open eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation.

As if they had noticed that Aizen's spiritual pressure response was rapidly decreasing, the few people who had transferred to Soul Society following the spatial coordinates immediately quickened their pace.

However, when Fujimiya Makoto and others broke into the door, they saw the scene in front of them.

The child, not even as tall as an adult's waist, stood quietly beside a cold corpse.

The gray long gown was stained with scarlet blood, and the cute face seemed to have been smeared by the cat's claws, leaving it covered in blood.

Aizen Kai was not nailed to the wall by the blade. He witnessed the entire scene that just happened. He was still staring at the child in front of him in a trance, seeming a little confused.

Fujimiya Makoto stood at the door, his eyes sweeping over the corpse and Aizen Umi.

Finally, he stared at this cute yet evil little creature.

He frowned and hesitated for a few seconds before asking:

"who are you?"

"Did you kill this person?"

Although the question sounds silly, even Aizen, who has exhausted his spiritual pressure and is at the end of his rope, is not an ordinary child who can be killed by a short sword.

However, faced with this question, the little guy nodded generously:

"Ok!"

"My name is Sosuke."

He glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at Fujimiya Makoto who was frowning slightly before him. He raised his head again, holding the short sword in one hand, and added with a smile:

"Aizen."

"Aizen Sosuke!"

Chapter 204: Big Problem!

The logo of the 9th Division, the captain's haori, young face, and half-long ponytail.

This person should be the rumored big shot, right?

Aizen Sosuke stood where he was, feeling the spiritual pressure coming from the young man opposite him, which was like that of a prehistoric behemoth and made him shudder from the bottom of his heart. As he thought about this in his heart, he couldn't help but rub his hands behind his back gently.

A representative of the pinnacle of Shinigami power, a direct disciple of the captain-in-chief, a monster who killed the leader of the Quincy with his own hands, and stood at the top of the entire Soul Society.

——Fujimiya Makoto.

Even though he was just an ordinary child with hidden talent living in Area 71 of Rukongai before he sneaked into the Aizen family, he had heard of the great name of this great man countless times from the gossip of adults.

According to legend, this was a powerful man who could cause the corpses of numerous enemies to flow down the river in an endless stream simply by standing by it.

really.

Just as the legend says.

He is an arrogant and cold genius who looks down on everyone.

——However, there are also some unrealistic rumors that portray this genius as a rather bizarre-sounding character.

Sosuke has always been dismissive of these false information.

but...

It was really bad luck that it came faster than he thought.

'Your Majesty. '

"You can't give me peace of mind until the very end."

Aizen Sosuke thought so in his heart.

The little child has a bright and sunny smile on his face. His slender figure and cute face make people feel less on guard.

The lovable little child stretched out his hands towards Fujimiya Makoto, as if he had unloaded all his burdens. He let out a long breath and showed a relaxed expression like an adult, but his little face was still tense.

"Lord Death, I have completed what I wanted to do."

"Please take me away."

He spoke as if relieved, trying to keep a tense face as much as possible, but he inadvertently revealed a barely perceptible tremor. He even gritted his teeth while speaking, like a child imitating an adult, pretending to be calm.

That subtle tremor, which required focused observation to detect, made his performance even more 'real'.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at him like this, the corner of his mouth trembled, and he tried his best to restrain the smile that was about to overflow, and tried to maintain his composure and said:

"Sosuke."

"You're not going to resist?"

"Do not."

The little boy lowered his head, a deep yet forced smile spreading across his tender face, and even his voice dropped.

"The enemy who killed everyone was killed by me."

"Already, there is no need to fight anymore."

"Dang Cang."

As he spoke, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Seven years ago, in the wasteland of the 71st district of the Northern Ryukon District, six villages totaling several hundred people were slaughtered by Aizen and his companions."

Aizen Sosuke's voice was soft and childish, but one could still detect the uncontrollable anger and sadness in it: "My grandparents, who took me in, also died in that massacre."

"In the entire village, I was the only one who survived by hiding in the cellar."

He spoke quietly, his eyes involuntarily becoming moist with emotion, even his eye sockets turned red.

As a result, there was a hint of determination in his voice.

"From that moment on, I made up my mind!"

"As long as I can kill this guy, I'll do anything!"

Seeing him so fragile and strong at such a young age, even Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but sigh.

If his name wasn't Aizen Sosuke, I'm afraid even I would be touched by this bumpy experience, and because of the little boy's attitude, I would completely relax and let my guard down easily, right?

If, it wasn't Aizen Sosuke.

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly spoke in a calm voice:

“It’s such a touching story.”

"But, Sosuke probably doesn't know yet, right?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, pointed at the corpse on the ground, and a gentle smile appeared on his face:

"Although this guy Aizen is useless."

"However, after he transformed into a hollow form, he was covered in a 'steel skin' that can't be pierced by just any officer or vice-captain."

Aizen Souke's expression froze.

Fujimiya Makoto hadn't finished speaking yet.

"besides."

He turned his head and looked at Umi Aizen, who was nailed to the wall, still staring blankly in front of her like a corpse, motionless.

"Can you remove the illusion from Umi first?"

"!!!"

If the words just now only frightened Aizen Sosuke, then this sentence really caused a huge wave of shock in his heart.

Almost subconsciously, Aizen Sosuke's small hands suddenly clenched, making a slight sound in the air.

The next moment, Umi, who had just been nailed to the wall, immediately pulled out the knife that had pierced her abdomen, completely ignoring the wound that was still bleeding, and suddenly swung the knife towards Fujimiya Makoto.

There was no light in the woman's eyes, and her pupils were slightly dilated.

The blade in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air with great precision and power.

Aizen Sosuke flew back.

The cards have been seen through!

Must run!

Although he has mastered wisdom beyond that of ordinary people and possesses terrifying talents that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

However, Aizen during this period was still too immature.

Almost at the moment when he was about to rush out of the courtyard wall.

Suddenly, a very heavy low-frequency sound rang in my ears.

“Buzz——!!!”

The moment he heard the sound, Aizen was still unable to understand what the sound meant.

However, his body reacted before his brain did.

"thump!"

A trace of confusion flashed in Aizen Sosuke's eyes.

The legs and feet that are so familiar to me on a daily basis suddenly become strange and soft at this moment.

The little body seemed to have been drained of all its strength in an instant, and the entire world around it seemed to be oppressing its existence, so that even breathing on its own became extremely difficult. Its chest was pumping hard like a broken bellows, squeezing its lungs with difficulty.

The world in his eyes began to tremble and blur, and faintly flashed the fine spiritual pressure tracks like cracks in glass.

In Aizen Sosuke's short life, this was the first time he faced a powerful person with such a huge gap between him and someone who seemed to be able to easily change his life and death.

It was also the first time that he understood the meaning of "powerful".

"Is this the most obvious difference?"

Such thoughts popped up in the little boy's mind.

At the same time, a pair of straw sandals suddenly appeared in front of him.

Aizen Sosuke supported himself on the ground with his hands, struggling to resist the oppression as heavy as a mountain, and looked up at the man in front of him.

Fujimiya Makoto picked up the unconscious Aizen Umi by the waist with one hand as if he was carrying a sack, and looked down at the little child in front of him.

Our eyes just met.

Only when he saw the stubbornness in Aizen Sosuke's eyes did he finally smile.

"What an amazing talent, Sosuke."

"Even though you don't even have a Zanpakutō, you can manipulate a powerful vice-captain with just your movements and voice?"

Obviously.

Aizen Umi, who looks very normal, had been caught in the illusion of the little brat in front of her since she didn't know when - and this was without her Zanpakutō's Shikai.

As Fujimiya Makoto spoke, a hint of emotion unconsciously appeared in his tone.

"You're even better than I first suspected."

Hearing this, Aizen Sosuke's expression seemed to be stunned:

"Fujimiya...sama?"

He was a little bit unable to understand what the man in front of him meant.

"Sure enough, you recognized me from the very beginning." Fujimiya Makoto smiled, but with a sense of matter-of-factness.