Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

Seeing that Gin Ichimaru was slow to move, Li Chuan did not urge him and waited calmly. The other party had helped Ulquiorra and Grimmjow in Hueco Mundo. Although his motives were impure, he did give the two little guys some time to breathe.

"Just a glance is enough to make the God Spear dare not act rashly. This kind of strength is truly unprecedented." Ichimaru Gin's tone was as feminine as ever, with a hint of frivolity.

"Really? You seem surprised." Faced with Ichimaru Gin's praise, Li Chuan was somewhat unexpectedly unhappy.

He looked up at the other person and said, "You don't think it's because of the blade armor, do you?" Then he pointed to the jacket beside him and said, "Here, here it is."

He put the hilt of the knife against his chest again, his slender fingers were strong and powerful, with veins bulging, and his tone was as calm as Li Chuan's.

"You've been underestimated. Even the magic gun will be underestimated one day."

"No, not the Sharpshooter, but you and the Sharpshooter."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large white light suddenly burst out from Ichimaru Gin's chest.

"Bankai? Mutadarenhan."

Faced with the sudden attack, Li Chuan raised his eyes slightly and quickly extended a palm.

Seeing that the other party was still operating as usual, Gin Ichimaru felt deeply insulted. Aizen gave himself a warning as a warning that the passenger on the opposite side had never taken him seriously from the beginning.

It seemed as if I saw my former self in Li Chuan's eyes. There was a time when I also liked to tease my opponents in this way.

The transformation from hunter to prey, Ichimaru Gin's whole body exudes a powerful coldness, the spiritual pressure in his body runs wildly, his lavender hair moves without wind, and the aura of a top-notch captain soars into the sky.

……

The 10th Squadron barracks.

Rangiku was lying on the bed. The thin bedding could not hide her hot body. The golden sunset sprinkled on her beautiful face. She was sleeping peacefully with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Even with bandages wrapped around her eyes, it couldn't hide her unique charm.

Suddenly, her body trembled violently, and she screamed "Yin" with fear in her voice, and sat up straight.

Turning around and "looking" in a certain direction, it was the direction of Ichimaru Gin and Li Chuan.

The fear of the unknown filled her, and Gin's spiritual pressure was already at full blast, but he was unaware of the fluctuations in spiritual pressure that were fighting against him.

Her intuition told her that it was the traveler. A sense of unknown fear surged up in her, and her mind had only one thought: to find him and stop him.

He threw the quilt aside with force, not even bothering to get dressed, and quickly used instant step to run towards Ichimaru Gin, not bothering to show off.

His voice trembled: "Yin...Yin...you clearly promised me."

The two of them spent the most precious dating time these days. Aizen was not there, and everyone was dealing with the refugees in the underground sewers. Although Ichimaru Gin did not say it explicitly, Rangiku also felt his doting from the deepest part of his heart.

As soon as I walked out of the team dormitory, I was blocked by a figure. The man had white hair and looked like an elementary school student, and his face tried hard to look old-fashioned.

"Rangiku, your eyes haven't recovered yet." Toushirou had heard a little about the relationship between Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin. After noticing the fluctuation of Ichimaru Gin's spiritual pressure, he put down what he was doing and came to comfort Rangiku as soon as possible.

"Captain, get out of the way." Rangiku shouted at Toushirou, holding the scabbard across her chest, her tears wetting a corner of the bandage.

He endured the pain and said, "Captain, don't persuade me, I must go." There was a pleading tone in his words.

"SO GA." Dong Shilang looked up at her and continued, "I'm not here to stop you. I'll go with you."

Rangiku breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Thank you, Captain."

Seeing that Rangiku was in such a hurry that she was only wearing a set of white underwear, Toushirou took off his death suit and put it on her, put her hand on his shoulder, and comforted her in a deep voice: "I'm here, Rangiku, I'll go with you."

Rangiku suddenly found her backbone and her expression was no longer as panicked as before.

……

Squad 13.

Ukitake Jushiro stopped what he was doing and turned to look in the direction of Ichimaru Gin with a complicated expression. He reached out and touched his chest. There was no heartbeat. He used his "heart" to feel the existence of the arm in his body.

After turning around and explaining some things to the vice-captain, he ran towards the first team.

……

Squad 8.

Kyoraku Shunsui was eating dinner in the courtyard, taking a sip of wine from time to time. He was wearing a conical hat and had his Zanpakutō on both sides of his waist. Compared to the other captains, he looked very relaxed and comfortable.

He put down his wine glass and said contentedly from his stubbled mouth: "This is life, don't you think? Nanao."

A thin female Grim Reaper wearing a black Shinigami outfit stood behind him. The color of her pupils could not be seen behind her black glasses, but she exuded a gentle, well-educated temperament.

"Captain, don't you want to go and take a look?"

"Ah..." Kyoraku Shunsui stretched, lay on the ground, looked up at the fiery sunset, and felt the coolness coming from his vest.

"What's so good about it?"

Before, Kyoraku Shunsui drove her into the underground sewer, and he didn't know the situation. Especially after seeing the horrific injuries on Captain Komamura's body, his heart was in his throat. It was not until he saw his beloved was intact that he was completely relieved.

Although Kyoraku Shunsui beautified the process a lot, Ise Nanao was still able to keenly sense the uneasiness that the captain tried hard to hide.

What happened to Bipolar?

"This is Captain Gin Ichimaru's Reiatsu."

"Ah."

"But there are no spiritual pressure fluctuations from other Shinigami."

"Ah."

Kyoraku Shunsui's expression became complicated and gloomy. Even though a long time had passed, everything about Shuangjitai was still vivid in his mind.

The useless ghosts and the shadow ghosts in the air were all stimulating his self-esteem.

He could have crushed them completely, and he was in conflict with Soul Society, so why? Why did he do this?

He felt so utterly humiliated by the feeling of having his self-esteem completely trampled upon that he would rather die on the bipolar stage.

He has too much to bear. It’s not that he doesn’t want to die, or that he dares not die, but that he cannot die.

In the past few days, he has been thinking over and over what Li Chuan said at the Bipolar Stage. He grasped the hilt with both hands, felt the temperature coming from the Zanpakuto, and gradually exerted force.

After a while, he loosened his hands and placed them behind his head.

"Nanao-chan."

"exist."

"If you run into that person in the future, you are not allowed to fight with him or have any interactions with him. If you need anything, notify me."

"Yes." This was the second time the captain said this. The first time was when the two met after returning to the squad.

Ise Nanao's voice sounded calm. She didn't ask for specific reasons, including the captain's instructions on how to treat the passenger, nor did she think of digging into the matter.

She always believed in her captain.

What kind of person could make the captain personally issue an order? He buried his doubts deep in his heart.

Kyoraku Shunsui sat up with his back to Ise Nanao. Three familiar figures suddenly flashed through his mind and a trace of vigilance flashed across his face.

He raised his hand to press down the hat on his head, with a cold look in his eyes.

He murmured, "Old man on the mountain..."

He turned to Ise Nanao and said, "Nanao, I'm leaving for a while. You should go to bed early."

After saying that, he waved his hand and walked away: "Don't wait for me at night."