What He's After

"What did you say?! Oken?!!"

Seeing the shock on Jūshirō Ukitakep's face, Muyang nodded. He also knew how much shock his words just now would cause to Ukitake and Kyouraku, so he did not feel strange about the fierce reaction of Ukitake.

"How can it be? Aizen actually dared to..."

Seeing that Muyang was once again sure, Jūshirō Ukitake was absent-minded, that was 'Oken', he did not expect Aizen to have such a rebellious idea.

"Well, Kimura, how do you know?"

Although Kyouraku Shunsui is also shocked, but it is not like Jūshirō Ukitake. The more he encounters such an important thing, the calmer his mood is. He reached out to hold his bamboo hat. Kyouraku Shunsui's eyes flashed a trace of wisdom, and then he looked at Muyang and asked.

"This is what Kisuke and I analyzed, but you can go to the hall of Spirit Library to check it. There should be traces of Aizen information he has checked."

"That's true."

Hearing Muyang's suggestion, Jūshirō Ukitake touched his chin and had a thoughtful expression on his face.

"In this case, Kyouraku, you accompany me to go to Spirit Library hall to have a look."

"There is really no way. I was going to find a place to sleep. It is rare to have such a good weather. It is really hard to live!"

Seeing Jūshirō Ukitake looking at him, Kyouraku Shunsui smiled helplessly. He always had a difficult to refuse Ukitake's request.

"Well, in that case, let's go together, Kimura."

Kyouraku Shunsui looked at Muyang and said, trying to pull Muyang with him.

"I won't go."

Hearing Kyouraku Shunsui's words, Muyang quickly waved his hand and refused. He did not want to go to the library with Kyouraku and Ukitake to check the information. Facing the vast information over there was definitely a mental torture. If he had to choose, he would rather fight with Kenpachi, at least he could enjoy the fun of fighting.

"Don't be like this. Come with us. Anyway, it's boring for you to go alone, isn't it?"

Although Muyang had already refused.

But Kyouraku Shunsui obviously did not want to let him go just like this. He walked over and put his arm around Muyang's shoulder. Kyouraku Shunsui said affectionately.

"I don't want it. If you want to go, just the two of you can go. I haven't returned to Soul Society for a long time. I don't want to waste time here with you. I want to see what the current Soul Society has become."

After breaking free from Kyouraku Shunsui's arm, Muyang patted his shoulder with a look of disgust in Kyouraku Shunsui's eyes and then turned to leave.

"I really can't stand him. He is really lazy. He actually pushed all the things to us."

Looking at the back of Muyang, Kyouraku Shunsui complained with dissatisfaction.

"Well, Kyouraku, don't complain anymore. The two of us should go to the Great Spirit Book Corridor first."

"Yes, yes, I understand."

Kyouraku Shunsui retracted his hand into his sleeve and responded with a lazy look.

"But..."

"What's wrong?"

"The direction Kimura left seems to be in the direction of 10th Division."

"What about it? Although it has been a hundred years, Soul Society actually has no change. Kimura, of course, still went to 10th Division along the road he is familiar with."

"After all, he has been a 10th Division Captain for such a long time. In fact, when he was Soul Society, he was almost always in the identity of 10th Division Captain. There are really not many geniuses like him. - By the way, speaking of geniuses, the current captain of Tōshirō Hitsugaya is also a genius."

"Ah. Yes, the captain of Tōsen Kaname is also a very talented person."

"Speaking of HitsugayaCaptain, Ukitake, I heard that you often give candy to him?"

"Ah... It's not often, but sometimes I will give him some candy when I meet him. But Kyouraku, who did you hear it from?"

"Me? I heard it from Miss Matsumoto when I was drinking last time. However, what Miss Matsumoto said is true. I thought she was talking nonsense after drinking too much. It seems that our big handsome brother is still so gentle."

"What? Kyouraku, you..."

...

"Really, after so many years, Soul Society really hasn't changed."

Walking on the familiar road, Muyang couldn't help but let out a sigh. Although there was no longer a familiar figure among Shinigami who hurried along the road, Soul Society's layout and street were still the same as a hundred years ago. There was almost no change.

Why do I feel that Soul Society's air is emitting a smell of decay? The air is clearly much better than the industrial society in the modern world.

In a hundred years, the modern world developed rapidly, and everything produced a huge change. However, Soul Society did not change at all. The backward system, the decaying system, and the monotonous life.

"This place is..."

Muyang stopped and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar place in front of him. He did not expect that he would subconsciously walk to the 10th Division. The power of habit was really strong. Even after a hundred years, he would still bring him back to the 10th Division. However, the people he was familiar with were already gone.

"Hey, kid, which Division are you from? Why are you sneakily standing at the door of our 10th Division?"

"Eh?"

Muyang looked at Shinigami, who was looking at him with vigilance, and felt a little stunned. He was actually regarded as a guy with bad intentions.

"Are you talking about me?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Muyang pointed to his nose and confirmed.

"Of course, I am talking about you!"

The guard at the door looked at Muyang. His heart was more and more suspicious of his identity. His eyes were full of vigilance. At the same time, he secretly put his hand on his Zanpakuto. The incident of the accident a few days ago had just passed. Now he dared not take it lightly.

"I have never seen your face in Soul Society, and there is no mark of your Division on your clothes. Tell me honestly, what is your identity and what is your intention?"

Seeing the vigilance of this guy in front of him, Muyang suddenly did not know whether to laugh or cry. He did not expect to encounter such a black dragon incident. He really doubted whether this Shinigami in front of him had paranoia. This imagination was too rich!

"What's wrong?"

Just as Muyang did not know whether to laugh or cry, not knowing how to deal with it, a voice suddenly came from the other side.

"Captain!"

Hearing the voice coming from behind him, the guard immediately straightened up and bowed respectfully.

"En, what is going on?"

The young boy with a head of white hair, Tōshirō Hitsugaya, casually responded, then turned to look at Muyang, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled together, his young face with a little bit of immaturity, but there was a sense of maturity that did not match his appearance.

"Yes! Captain, this person..."

Hearing Tōshirō Hitsugaya's words, the member standing on the side immediately responded, and then he was about to tell Tōshirō Hitsugaya his speculation about Muyang's identity.

"I am not asking you."

Impatiently interrupting the words of the team members on the side, Tōshirō Hitsugaya's pair of emerald eyes looked at Muyang. Originally, he was very annoyed by Matsumoto Rangiku, who was drunk in the room, and now he was not in a good mood to face the team members at the door, and even looked at Muyang with some irritability.

"Nothing, just when I came here, I stopped because I thought of some things, so I was thought of by the little brothers here."

Muyang spread his hands and said to Tōshirō Hitsugaya with a helpless expression.

"Really..."

Tōshirō Hitsugaya held his forehead with his hand, his face was helpless, and he was really annoyed to death recently.

"This guy is called Muyang, a friend of Soul Society."

Pointing to Muyang, Tōshirō Hitsugaya casually explained to the players around him.

Although he was injured that day and did not see the situation of Muyang and Aizen fighting on the Sokyoku Hill, he still felt the movement when Muyang and Zaraki Kenpachi fought a few days ago. This was definitely a powerful guy, and he knew several Captains. If he let him make trouble because of his own players, there might be some trouble.

"You are Captain Kimura!"

As soon as Tōshirō Hitsugaya's voice fell, the team member who was listening to him suddenly raised his head and cried, his face full of excitement.

"Captain... Kimura?"

Hearing the exclamation of his team member, Tōshirō Hitsugaya looked puzzled. This guy is the captain?

"Do you know me?"

Compared to Tōshirō Hitsugaya's doubts, Muyang had a lot of doubts in his heart. Why did this guy in front of him seem to know him, but he did not have such a face in his memory. Moreover, he did not look like a hundred years old person. How could he know him?

As if seeing Muyang's doubts, the member hurriedly explained, "I heard my father mention you. Father has always said that you are the person he respects the most."

"Your father?"

Could it be that his father was once his subordinate? That was the only explanation.

"My father's name is My father's name is Ichitani Maruyama."

Hearing the name that Shinigami said in front of him, a familiar face suddenly flashed in Muyang's mind. He blurted out, "Twelve seats of the city valley."

"Ah... Lord Kimura, you actually still remember my father. I think if Lord Father knew, he would definitely be very happy!"

Hearing that Muyang actually called out his father's seat, this Shinigami's face became even more excited.

"Of course, the twelve seats of the city valley are very outstanding officials. How could I not remember?"

Unexpectedly meeting the son of his former subordinates, Muyang also felt very happy, and his face could not help but reveal a smile.