"You... believe me?" Kyōraku Callum asked, taken aback by Suì-Fēng's statement. "You believe something that unbelievable?!" Suì-Fēng questio
"You... believe me?" Kyōraku Callum asked, taken aback by Suì-Fēng's statement.
"You believe something that unbelievable?!" Suì-Fēng questioned, wrinkling her nose, her tone firm despite her confusion.
"Yes, I do!" she insisted.
Her unwavering belief, however, made Kyōraku Callum feel a little less confident. He circled Suì-Fēng, observing her closely.
Then, placing a hand on her head, he asked dubiously, "Did a Cero hit your head?"
"Damn it!" Suì-Fēng glared at Kyōraku Callum, slapping his hand away. "You hid your strength; you must have had your reasons. I'm a person who values fairness and justice, and I will keep your secret."
With Suì-Fēng's explanation, Kyōraku Callum finally understood her perspective. She added softly, her cheeks flushing slightly, "Besides, you saved me twice today. So... it's the least I could do."
Kyōraku Callum sighed, his tone laced with helplessness. "But did you consider this? Such a massive spiritual pressure release... won't Seireitei notice? We'll probably have another Captain's meeting when we get back."
Kyōraku Callum wasn't overly concerned. Hiding his strength was insignificant. The real issue was the Hōgyoku and the enemy who forced him to unleash such power.
In Seireitei…
The moment Kyōraku Callum's spiritual pressure erupted, everyone stopped their work and looked towards the Northern Rukongai district.
Fourth Division.
Unohana Retsu paused her flower arranging, her slender eyebrows furrowed in concern.
She was intimately familiar with the Northern Rukongai district, having clashed with Kenpachi Zaraki there.
She also knew Kyōraku Callum's spiritual pressure well, having sparred with him frequently during his time in the Fourth Division.
Occasionally, their sparring matches had escalated into full-blown spiritual pressure clashes. Unohana Retsu gazed anxiously towards the North Rukongai district.
"Though the spiritual pressure is immense and unfamiliar, there's no mistaking it's Kyōraku-kun's," she murmured, her worry evident.
"What kind of formidable enemy could force him to unleash such terrifying power?"
She unconsciously crushed the flower branch in her hand.
Eighth Division.
Kyōraku Shunsui was lazily lounging on a rooftop, enjoying the afternoon sun. He was leisurely sipping from a wine cup, showcasing his carefree attitude towards life.
However, the moment Kyōraku Callum's spiritual pressure erupted, his hand froze mid-air, wine spilling onto his pink, floral haori.
"Little Ise, I'm going out!" Kyōraku Shunsui announced before leaving the Eighth Division.
Kuchiki Manor, home to one of the four noble families in the noble district.
Byakuya Kuchiki, admiring the flowers in his garden with Kuchiki Hisana, froze. He turned to Hisana, her face radiant with happiness. "Hisana, I need to go out."
Kuchiki Hisana seemed to sense something was amiss; her smile faltered slightly. "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
North Rukongai's 80th district.
A man and a woman, clad in black Shinigami uniforms, walked through the chaotic district.
Since the Hōgyoku had appeared from the North Rukongai's 80th district , Kyōraku Callum hoped to find clues there.
The district proved even more dangerous than anticipated. They were constantly beset by waves of crazed, attacking souls.
"Hadō #31. Shakkahō!" Red flames erupted from Kyōraku Callum's fingertips, engulfing and obliterating the surrounding wandering souls. This was only a temporary solution, however.
"How many waves is this now?" Kyōraku Callum asked, his expression grim. Suì-Fēng's expression mirrored his.
"Twenty-nine attacks. The attackers are at least the strength of ordinary seated officers," Suì-Fēng replied. "The chaos in the North Rukongai's 80th district surpasses my expectations."
Kyōraku Callum added, "Not only that, but they harbor intense malice towards Seireitei. They attack Shinigami like rabid dogs."
Their relentless assault was clearly more than just random violence. Their cries of "Kill these filthy, despicable Shinigami!" and "The corrupt Seireitei must be rebuilt!" revealed a deeper, more organized hatred.
Just as they were considering their next move, three figures appeared before them, their arrival heralded by a distinct spiritual pressure.
Suì-Fēng gasped in surprise.
"Captain Unohana, Captain Kuchiki, and Captain Kyōraku! What are you doing here?!"
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