Chapitre 88: Cunning Little Fox

In the end, Kuchiki Byakuya still failed to force Muyang to pull out his sword. Although the strength of this cabbage in the future is outstanding, now he is still too tender.

The life in Seireitei was as calm as ever. Everyone was busy with their own things. Muyang's life also returned to its monotonous activities. Every day, he would deal with the team affairs, and then go to 11th Division to find Kenpachi to fight. After a period of time, he would go to the Kuchiki family to teach the tsundere cabbage. Time passed by inadvertently, until one day.

"Kimura, you stood me up again."

Muyang raised his head from the table and looked at Aranmaru Shishin, who was sitting opposite him with a bad face, and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you again? Didn't I already return the wine money from last time to you?"

"You still have the nerve to say that? Didn't you say that you were going to the school to teach some students for me?"

"Huh??" "Didn't I already go there? I took the time out of my busy schedule to go to the school to teach that group of kids." Muyang looked at Aranmaru Shishin in surprise.

"You still have the nerve to say it?" "Do you think I want you to teach some theories in books?" Aranmaru Shishin looked at Muyang with dissatisfaction.

"Then what else do you want?"

"At least teach some practical things." After Aranmaru Shishin finished speaking, he stood up and reached out to grab Muyang, pulling him out. "No, you must go to school today and teach those little guys some real stuff."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so impatient." Muyang shook off Aranmaru Shishin's hand and looked him up and down, his face revealing a look of understanding. "Tell me, what is going on?"

"Genius!" Aranmaru Shishin looked at Muyang with his eyes fixed. After a while, he opened his mouth and spat out these two words.

"Oh?" "What kind of genius is this?" Muyang showed some interest on his face.

"Amazing!" Aranmaru Shishin paused and added, "He is even more talented than you."

Muyang's heart moved. At this time, could it be him?

"What is his name?"

"Ichimaru Gin."

"Sure enough..."

"What, Kimura, you know him?"

"I have heard of him." Muyang waved his hand and said. He had indeed heard about him. This guy was indeed a real genius. He graduated from the Spiritual Arts Academy in a year. After graduation, he killed the original third seat of 5th Division. In terms of strength, he could even compare with the vice captain. You should know that he was just a child at that time. He was afraid that he was much younger than Kuchiki Byakuya.

What's more, in his previous life, the complicated emotional dispute between him and Matsumoto Rangiku made many people feel sad and moved, even Muyang was very moved at that time.

Aranmaru Shishin looked at Muyang strangely. It had not been long since the beginning of Spiritual Arts Academy, and the name of Ichimaru Gin had not yet resounded in Seireitei. Why did Muyang hear about him, and it did not seem to be casually heard, but seemed to know a lot.

"Well, let's go." "I am also very curious about such a genius." Without Aranmaru Shishin urging him, Muyang had already walked to Spiritual Arts Academy.

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"Ichimaru Gin?" Muyang looked at the little shota in front of him.

His tone was a little complicated.

A head of silver hair, seemingly closed eyes, a pure expression on his face, and seemed to be a little silly and cute. The little shota in front of him was far from the Ichimaru Gin when he read manga in his previous life. Although he had expected it in his heart and knew that Ichimaru Gin was still a little shota, but when he really saw him, Muyang could not help but twitch slightly.

The impact of this cute shota appearance of Ichimaru Gin brought to Muyang was greater than that of the proud Kuchiki Byakuya brought to Muyang. Although Chinese cabbage was not cold, the change of his tsundere nature already surprised Muyang, but compared to the still cute Ichimaru Gin gave him a stronger sense of impulse.

"You are..." Ichimaru Gin raised his head and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him. His face was still a silly and cute look, but when he saw Muyang wearing Captain haori, Muyang keenly noticed that Ichimaru Gin aura had a moment of change.

"Muyang, 10th Division Captain."

Aware of the vague sense of rejection on Ichimaru Gin, Muyang felt a slight headache. This child was really too cautious. It seemed that no matter what he faced, he had to be cautious. No matter what, he could not really open his heart. Originally, Muyang was thinking of getting close to Ichimaru Gin and obtaining his trust, and then tried to change the sad ending between Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku Matsumoto, but now it seems that he thought too simply. With this child's caution, it seems that there is no hope.

"Captain Kimura." Looking at Ichimaru Gin who respectfully bowed to him, Muyang was speechless. At this moment, he finally felt why this kid was called a fox by many people. This cunning little fox had a respectful and cute look on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

This child was really too precocious, and his mind was too complicated. He was still a little cute when he thought of it. Although he was very proud and looked like a stinky fart, in general, he was not bad, unlike this little fox in front of him.

"No need to be so polite." Muyang squatted down and touched Ichimaru Gin's head with a smile, "I heard that you are a rare genius. How about it, after graduation, are you interested in joining our 10th Division, little brother?"

Muyang rubbed Ichimaru Gin's head and felt a burst of pleasure in his heart. Little guy, he still has such a deep guard against me, just like a fox. Forget it, let's take advantage of you first, and.. it's not important but this kid's hair quality is really good.

"Captain Kimura!" Ichimaru Gin shook his head and took his head out of Muyang's hands, "I am afraid I cannot, about the Division later, I ·····"

"5th Division, right?" Muyang broke Ichimaru Gin's words and looked at his face with a flash of surprise. Muyang's mouth was slightly raised, revealing a hint of a smile, "I know, about what you think in your heart."

Ichimaru Gin heart jumped, but his face did not show any color. Although he was not old now and looked like a child, but just as everyone thought of him, he was still a little fox, even some old people were not as deep as him.

"What did you say? I don't understand, Captain Kimura." Ichimaru Gin had an innocent expression on his face, and now this shota appearance was the best cover for him. No one would think that such a cute child had a far-reaching scheme in his heart.

Muyang looked at Ichimaru Gin, and his heart suddenly had a little admiration for him. Although Ichimaru Gin was just a child who had not yet graduated, and his strength seemed weak to him, but Muyang still could not help but have a little admiration for him in his heart. It was such a child, for the sake of the unknown insistence in his heart, he put on a mask and began a hundred years of endless life, lurking for a hundred years just for revenge, and finally failed and die. It was a sad story.

How did such a child persist? Just as he said, the hatred in his heart was deeply buried, like a lurking snake, waiting for the opportunity to swallow people. Muyang asked himself that he could not do this. In his heart, in addition to his admiration for Ichimaru Gin, he could not help but feel a little pity. In the end, he was also a poor person.

Looking at Ichimaru Gin in front of him, Muyang could not help but reach out his hand again and slap his head. It was strange that Ichimaru Gin did not show any dissatisfaction this time, not only his face, but Muyang could feel that Ichimaru Gin seemed to not be disgusted with his actions from the heart.

"Well, I think we can have a good talk about something." Seeing that Ichimaru Gin seemed not to be too resistant to himself, Muyang smiled, "For example, Vice-Captain Aizen."

Ichimaru Gin suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of fierceness in his eyes, just like a startled viper, and the hand hidden under his sleeve had already held Zanpakuto. Although he knew that if they really fought, he most likely had no chance of winning, but it was not his style to surrender.

"Don't be nervous, you should know that I mean no harm." Feeling Ichimaru Gin's reaction in a moment, Muyang put away his hand and stood with a kind smile on his face, thinking that he was really a little guy.

Seeing the smile on Muyang's face, Ichimaru Gin hesitated in his heart. He could indeed feel Muyang's kindness, but it was really difficult for him to let go of his biggest secret.

"Well, don't be nervous, it's just a chat between ordinary friends."

Friends? Ichimaru Gin was a little stunned.

"Of course." Muyang showed a smile on his face, "Some things are too heavy for a person to bear alone."

"Well, relax, let's sit over there and talk slowly." Seeing Ichimaru Gin gradually put down his guard, Muyang pointed to the tree not far away, and then pulled Ichimaru Gin, who still had some hesitation on his face, and walked under the tree.

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Chapitre 89: Division 9 Dispatched

"Ah! It is really good to fight with Kenpachi every day like this." Walking out of the 11th Division Courtyard, Muyang stretched and sighed.

"Captain." Suzuki Kusu looked at Muyang with some hesitation.

"What's wrong, Kusu? You look hesitant. This is not like you. If you have something to say, just say it directly." Muyang turned his head and glanced at the expression on Suzuki Kusu's face.

"Captain seems to be in a hurry to improve his strength. Can you tell me why?"

"It's nothing. I just suddenly felt that I was a little too relaxed and decadent before. I just wanted to exercise." Muyang waved his hand casually, "By the way, how is your Bankai cultivation?"

"There is no progress for the time being." Suzuki Kusu was slightly stunned, and there was a struggle in her eyes, and then she said apologetically.

"It's okay, this kind of thing can't be rushed." Muyang nodded and said no more.

The things that Captain has been doing these days are getting more and more strange. He is eager to improve his strength. The things in the Division are also gradually put down and handed over to her and the third seat to deal with. Is Captain feeling something unusual? What is the secret behind this?

Suzuki Kusu looked at Muyang with thousands of thoughts in her heart. Recently, what Captain has done has made her more and more confused. There is always an ominous feeling in her heart, as if Captain is going to leave her.

"En?" Seeing the few people that suddenly appeared at the fork in the road, Muyang stopped in his tracks and quickly walked forward.

"Oh, Kensei, where are you going?"

Muyang glanced at the people behind Kensei. What a fellow. Kensei really did bring his own team. Heisuke Kasagi, Edo, Fujido, and... Tousen Kaname! He glanced at the black guy with the mask, and a look of confusion flashed across Muyang's eyes.

"Ah, it's Kimura." Kensei greeted Muyang and was just about to explain.

"Hey... It's Kimura." Kuna Mashiro jumped out from behind Kensei and ran to Muyang. She said with her mouth raised, "It's all because of Kensei, the big fool. He clearly sent the advance team to investigate, and he even sent ten people. It would be fine as long as they waited for their news, but Kensei, this big fool, insisted on investigating. For some things that he could not figure out, there was no need for the captain to personally take action, right? It's all because of Kensei's impatient personality!"

"Don't be so long-winded. When did I say that I wanted you to come with me? It doesn't matter if you don't come. It was you who insisted on following me, right? Go home and sleep with your big head, idiot!"

"Because Mashiro is the vice captain, how can I not follow the captain? You don't even understand this principle. Are you an idiot, Kensei?"

"Idiot, Kensei is a big idiot."

Kensei's eyebrows jumped, and he was about to burst with anger.

"Hey, don't be angry. Kensei, hasn't Mashiro always been like this? You should be used to it." Muyang pulled Kensei, who was about to go berserk because of her, and asked, "By the way, I still don't know what is going on. Why do you need to take me to investigate?"

"Ah, you should have heard about it." Hearing Muyang mention the business, Fist Xi calmed down and no longer looked at Kuna Mashiro.

"Oh?"

"Rukongai soul disappearance case."

"..."

Hearing the words that came out of Kensei's mouth, a bolt of lightning flashed through Muyang's mind.

Kensei did not notice the shock in Muyang's eyes. He said indifferently, "About a month ago, many cases of residents of Rukongai disappearing one after another, and the reason is unknown."

"Disappeared?" Suzuki Kusu, who was comforting Kuna Mashiro who was sleeping on the ground, raised her head and asked in confusion.

"Yes, they disappeared!"

"They disappeared, leaving only their clothes in place. If they were dead and transformed into spirit children, they should have disappeared together with their clothes and turned into spirit particles. However, those people were not dead, but they were alive and could not maintain their human form. In the end, they died. For the time being, this is the only speculation."

"They are clearly alive, but they are unable to maintain their human form?" At some point, Suzuki Kusu had already stood up. "Could it be that some external force caused their balance to be broken?"

"I don't know either. I just repeated what Captain Unohana said to me."

"So, are you going to investigate the cause of this case now?" Muyang suppressed the emotions in his heart and looked at Kensei.

"That's right." "It's getting late. Let's go over now. We can talk about it when I come back."

"Kensei!" Kensei raised his foot and was about to leave when Muyang suddenly reached out and pressed his shoulder. Kensei even felt a faint pain from his shoulder.

"Be careful, I feel that this matter is a little unusual." Muyang met the puzzled gaze of Kensei and said with a heavy tone.

"I know, don't worry." Feeling the deep worry of Muyang, a trace of warmth flashed in Kensei's eyes. He reached out and patted Muyang's shoulder. Then, he waved his hand and quickly left with his subordinates.

"Captain, you..." Suzuki Kusu looked at Muyang. She felt that the captain's heart was in a mess like never before.

"Nothing, I just suddenly feel a little tired. Let's go back, Kusu." Muyang waved his hand and led the way to the 10th Division.

"The Kuchiki family." Suzuki Kusu hesitated and said.

"Let's forget about it today."

Muyang said no more. His feet moved and his body suddenly disappeared. Even Suzuki Kusu did not see the trajectory of his movement.

"Captain..." The worry in Suzuki Kusu's eyes deepened. Captain seemed to make her more and more unable to see through it. Why did she even feel a trace of fear in Captain's heart at that moment? What was Captain thinking in his heart?

Muyang's heart was extremely messy at this time. Originally, he did not know how to face the original story where Shinji and the others were experimented on by Aizen. He also thought that he would know what to do when the time came. He did not expect that now was really the time, and his heart was even more confused. What should he do? Follow the development of the plot?

His heart was in a mess. Muyang did not discenr his direction. He just recognized a direction and kept running. When he stopped, he found that he had already arrived at Sōkyoku without him knowing.

Standing on top of Sōkyoku and looking at Seireitei, Muyang's heart gradually calmed down. There might be a few hours left. When it was night, Kensei and the others should be completely wiped out, and they would be sneak attacked by Tousen Kaname. Then there were Hiyori, Shinji, Love, Rose, Lisa, and the less familiar Ushōda Hachigen, then the framed Kisuke and Tsukabishi Tessai, and Yoruichi who defected to rescue Kisuke.

So annoying!

Muyang found a big tree to sit down, and a sense of loneliness suddenly emerged in his heart. Sure enough, in the end, he was still lonely, just alone, even if there were more friends, it was not possible to tell them this secret of his, and could only be buried in his heart. Even if he encountered these things, he could only think hard in his heart. In this world, could he only be alone in the end?

Thinking of this, Muyang subconsciously touched his Zanpakuto which was at his waist. Perhaps only his Zanpakuto would accompany him like this.

Putting his Zanpakuto flat on his knees, Muyang relaxed his body and mind, and his mind gradually sank into his Zanpakuto.

"I knew that you would come." Kaze no Sora stood on the treetop with a paper fan in his hand and looked at Muyang indifferently.

"I can only talk to you." Muyang smiled helplessly.

"But, you don't have to do this."

"Huh?"

"For this world, you are not an outsider, not a spectator, nor a hurried passer-by. Here, you have too many bonds, even deeper than your previous life, whether it's Kimura Kazuya, or Hikifune Kirio, or Yamamoto Genryūsai, and Kyōraku Shunsui, not to mention Shinji, a group of your closest friends, you are already part of this world.."

"I..."

"You should have changed your mind a long time ago. Don't treat yourself as someone who is beyond the game. You should know that you are also in the game. You are now a person in the game. Don't think about the original story. This is not a manga, this is the real world. Everything you see, hear, feel, everything is real!"

"Go, don't be confused anymore. Just do what you think in the depths of your heart. You are Kimura Muyang, captain of Gotei 13, and no longer He Muyang."

Muyang was shocked. He slowly retreated from the inner world and opened his eyes. There was no longer a trace of confusion in his eyes, full of determination he leaped.