Chapter 157
With both of them watching, several figures gradually erged in the distant sky.
Three nos.
Two resembled insects, and one resembled a pterosaur.
All three excelled at flying, moving at extrely high speed.
The direction from which they approached happened to be the sa direction Kaelith’s Zanpakutō had co from.
In almost an instant, Aizen drew a conclusion.
These Hollows had discovered the Zanpakutō Kaelith had left behind and had been lying in wait there. They hadn’t expected that Kaelith wouldn’t co for it himself, but that the sword would return on its own. In desperation, they had sent these flying Hollows ahead to confirm the situation.
Without a doubt, a larger force would be following behind.
In the worst-case scenario, there might even be a Vasto Lorde-level Hollow.
A few days ago, Kaelith’s power had been on full display. If Baraggan had any intelligence, he wouldn’t rely on just a few Adjuchas to contain him.
With that in mind, Aizen waved his hand and closed the Garganta.
Before long, they returned to the Soul Society.
On the way, he shared his reasoning with Kaelith.
“Hueco Mundo is now more dangerous than ever.”
“Baraggan already knows about us… no, to be precise, he knows about you. The next ti you encounter him, he definitely won’t underestimate you.”
Aizen did not hesitate to remove himself from the scenario.
After all, the one who’d revealed himself was Kaelith alone. Aizen had always hidden himself well, so it had nothing to do with him.
“In addition, the Tsunayashiro family also hates you to the core. If they et you, they’ll never let you off.”
“Oh, and by the way, they hold no grudge against whatsoever, they don’t even know I exist.”
“Kaelith, be careful if you go to Hueco Mundo again. There may co a day when you won’t return.”
Aizen smirked, as though envisioning a scene worth celebrating.
Kaelith nodded. “No problem, then I just won’t go. I’m not conducting experints, so I don’t need to capture Hollows.”
Aizen: “…?”
His smile gradually disappeared.
Now he faced a tough choice.
Either give up an excellent labor force and rely on himself for all the work from now on, or bring along a trouble magnet who attracted endless aggro, threatening to provoke everyone into attacking them?
Why, when Kaelith caused trouble all over, did Aizen end up suffering as well?
Suddenly, rembering sothing, Aizen asked Kaelith:
“Kaelith, earlier, inside the Garganta, when you suddenly looked in the direction those Hollows were coming from, was it because you sensed their spiritual pressure?”
This mattered a lot to him.
If Kaelith truly relied on spiritual pressure detection, it ant his perception far surpassed Aizen’s. Until now, Aizen had great confidence in his own perception. He never expected in actual combat to be outclassed by Kaelith by such a large margin.
Hearing this, Kaelith shook his head.
“At that mont, I didn’t feel any spiritual pressure. It took more than half a second before I sensed it.”
Aizen was puzzled. “Then why did you look that way?”
“Instinct,” Kaelith shrugged. “I felt there was danger over there, so I looked.”
Aizen: “?”
Instinct, my foot.
For a mont, he suspected Kaelith was joking. But seeing Kaelith’s sincerity, Aizen felt conflicted.
By relying on so vague “instinct,” Kaelith detected the approaching enemy before Aizen’s ticulous perception. Just what kind of monster was this guy…
Seeing Aizen silent, Kaelith assud he was worried about Hueco Mundo’s situation.
Kaelith reached out and patted Aizen’s shoulder:
“Don’t worry, Sōsuke, this is good news.”
“Senzo Tsunayashiro has gone to Hueco Mundo, so Enra Kyōten is now ownerless. As soon as he dies, that blade is ours!”
“A re Tsunayashiro, a re Baraggan—once you…uh I an once we grow strong, they’re nothing but paper tigers!”
“When I get Enra Kyōten and beco King of Hueco Mundo, I won’t mistreat you!”
“Hmm, how about I make you the Crown Prince of Hueco Mundo when the ti cos?”
Aizen gave him a long, quiet look.
At this mont, he wished he could be more like Kaelith and lose all decorum, so he could at least flip him off.
Having manners was sotis a debuff.
He sighed and waved a hand:
“Enough, if there’s nothing else, hurry up and leave. Don’t get in the way.”
Kaelith looked around at the dark, eerie laboratory.
He said worriedly, “Sōsuke, you should go out and get so sun once in a while. Being in this environnt every day might worsen your… ntal state.”
“Don’t worry, my mind is quite healthy.”
Aizen’s expression was calm.
“People with fragile minds, when stuck with soone like you, end up with two possible outcos.”
“Either they beco hardened, or they go insane.”
“Since I’m not insane, I must be the forr.”
Before Kaelith could retort, Aizen continued:
“I’ll be busy for the next few days and might not be in the division.”
“If anything cos up, try to solve it yourself. If you really can’t, go find Kisuke Urahara.”
After issuing these instructions, he kicked Kaelith out.
Closing the door, Aizen lightly placed his hand on Kyōka Suigetsu’s hilt.
As much as he wanted to focus on his experints, to dissect Kuchiki Kōga thoroughly a hundred tis, right now there was sothing else he was even more curious about, sothing he wanted to pursue first.
He wanted to investigate what the Soul King really was.
The history books in the academy were vague. The more detailed ones leaned toward myth and legend.
Compared to the academy, he had a better option now.
The largest database in the Soul Society, managed by the Tsunayashiro family:
The Shin’ō Great Spirit Book Gallery.
In the past, the Tsunayashiro family guarded it strictly. Even with Kyōka Suigetsu, infiltrating it wasn’t easy.
But now things had changed.
The Tsunayashiro family was shaken, too busy dealing with internal affairs to pay proper attention to the Great Spirit Book Gallery.
If he wanted to act, now was the ti!
………
……
“Kuchiki Kōga? I don’t know where he went… At that ti, I fought with all my might, all four limbs broken, and barely managed to defeat him.”
“Just as I was about to kill him, several Hollows rushed over and carried him off.”
“That Kuchiki Kōga not only betrayed the Kuchiki family, but also cooperated with Hollows, utterly disgracing the Shinigami!”
“Oh right, and he also beat up my dear senior brother into this sorry state!”
“Teacher, dealing with soone like him requires a heavy hand!”
Inside Yamamoto’s study in the First Division barracks.
Yamamoto, Kuchiki Ginrei, Shunsui Kyōraku, and Kaelith sat facing each other.
After listening to Kaelith’s account, Kuchiki Ginrei sighed.
Even now, he found it hard to believe that Kōga would do such a thing.
Shunsui Kyōraku, sitting to the side, was still covered in bandages.
At the mont, he wore a gloomy expression.
Although he had been influenced by Muramasa and acted against his will, the fact that Katen had turned on him was truly heartbreaking.
Compared to their regret and sorrow, what Yamamoto focused on was entirely different.
He looked at Kaelith, his eyes bright.
“Kid, you beat Kuchiki Kōga?”
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