Bleach: The Two Gods of One Family

Aiyan looked at Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin who were kneeling in front of him, begging him to accept them, and couldn't help but look thoughtful.

Naturally, he revisited his hometown not to reminisce about the past, but to find a Shinigami who could become his Lieutenant.

As for why he came to the chaotic and murderous 80th District to select a Lieutenant, it was naturally because the Shinigami of the Gotei 13 were, whether captains or most members were lacking. 

Real geniuses are either locked up in the Maggot's Nest, imprisoned in Muken, or wandering in various districts of Rukongai.

Such as Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

Such as Zaraki Kenpachi.

The former is studying in the Maggot's Nest, and the latter is wandering in Rokungai.

Same.

Ichimaru Gin and Matsumoto Rangiku, who were still wandering in front of him, although they had not yet become Shinigami, were undoubtedly good candidates for Lieutenant.

He didn't need to train them himself; even if he just threw the two of them into the Shin'ō Academy for a year and a half, they would immediately become Lieutenant-level Shinigami.

"Hahaha."

"Found it!"

"I told you, it's definitely better to follow my intuition than Yachiru's."

Just when Aiyan was thinking about how to arrange Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin, a wild and unruly laughter, like thunder, sounded in his ears.

Aiyan suppressed his thoughts and turned around to look, only to see a burly figure holding a Zanpakutō in his right hand, carrying a pink-haired loli on his shoulder, grinning like a devil, striding from a distance.

At the same time.

There were two people following behind.

One was bald with a rough face.

One had purple hair and a handsome appearance.

Aiyan looked at the approaching group of four and recognized them at a glance.

The future Eleventh Division's four-person team.

Zaraki Kenpachi.

Kusajishi Yachiru.

Madarame Ikkaku.

Ayasegawa Yumichika.

"Ken-chan, do you use it?"

"I clearly led the way."

"We're almost there; just rush forward."

Kusajishi Yachiru reached out and pulled Zaraki Kenpachi's hair.

Of course.

Now he could only be called Zaraki.

"Whatever."

Zaraki Kenpachi curled his lips nonchalantly, not giving Kusajishi Yachiru a chance to refute.

"Hey!"

"Did you cause the commotion just now?"

"Shinigami."

He turned his gaze and stared at Aiyan, the look of a ferocious beast staring at its prey.

"That's right."

Facing Zaraki Kenpachi's aggressive, beast-like gaze, Aiyan stepped forward with a calm expression.

"This feeling!"

"Déjà vu."

"It feels like I've felt it somewhere before, no, it was much weaker than now."

When his eyes focused in mid-air, Zaraki Kenpachi's pupils suddenly contracted, his body trembled slightly, all his pores shrank, and his hairs stood up like steel needles.

A kind of trembling that is difficult to describe in words filled his body and mind.

This unfamiliar feeling, which he had not seen for a long time, suddenly reminded him of a memory that had been sealed for hundreds of years.

It was a woman with a smile as warm as a spring breeze and eyes as fierce as an evil spirit.

At that time, she had given him this feeling.

But when he compared the two, he was horrified to find that the trembling and unease caused by looking at Aiyan was far greater than that of the Shinigami named Yachiru Unohana.

"Does your body feel restless just by looking at each other?"

"There's no mistake, this is the smell of a monster!"

"I just planned to come here to have some fun, but I didn't expect to meet a monster like you."

Zaraki Kenpachi, who has always been regarded as a monster, now called Aiyan a monster.

"Marvelous."

"This feeling."

"It's like every drop of blood is boiling."

He raised his hand, Zanpakutō, and burst out a Reiatsu that was visible to the naked eye, like a straight beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

"What's this?"

"It's hard to even breathe!"

At this time.

Zaraki Kenpachi didn't have any eye patch. Once his spirit was opened, he was in his prime under the seal of strength.

Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin were just ordinary boys and girls who had not yet undergone Shinigami training. Although they possessed powerful spiritual power and potential, they could not use it at all.

Facing Zaraki Kenpachi's overwhelming yellow Reiatsu, the two of them sometimes felt like they were carrying a mountain, even their bones moaning, and sometimes they felt like they were falling into the bottom of the sea, unable to breathe.

If it had been anyone else, they would have fainted already.

But they didn't know whether it was because they were determined not to let Aiyan look down on them, or because they had been transformed after experiencing the attack of Menos Grande.

It was clear that their young bodies were pressed to the ground in an instant, but they clenched their teeth to support their consciousness and tried hard not to faint under Zaraki Kenpachi's Reiatsu.

The gap in Reiatsu crushed their bodies, but the huge disparity in strength could not crush their will.

"It's getting more and more interesting!"

When Zaraki Kenpachi saw this scene, the grin on his face became even thicker.

Just when he was about to further release his Reiatsu, a wave of Reiatsu as violent as a torrent and as majestic as a tsunami was released, instantly overwhelming the Reiatsu he had released.

Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin, who were about to faint, felt relieved, like drowning people who had been rescued from the sea and breathed air again.

"As you can see."

"This is Shinigami."

"Do you still want to be one?"

Aiyan ignored Zaraki Kenpachi, whose expression became more and more excited, and whose eyes became more and more warlike, but asked Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin in a gentle tone.

They didn't speak, but their eyes were firm and unwavering.

"Okay, stand up."

"Get behind me."

"If you can persist to the end, I will give you a chance and take you to the Shin'ō Academy."

Upon seeing this, Aiyan's eyes flashed with appreciation.

Since there was no Lieutenant he wanted in Gotei 13, he would find and deliver it himself.

"Thank you, Shinigami-sama!"

Upon hearing this, Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin immediately showed ecstasy and excitement. They quickly gathered their strength and forced their bodies, which had just been crushed by Zaraki Kenpachi and were still trembling slightly, to walk behind Aiyan.

They were afraid that they wouldn't be able to hold on. Matsumoto Rangiku chose to lean against the rock still stained with her own blood, as if to warn herself not to end up like that again; Ichimaru Gin directly picked up two broken pieces of wood, put them under his ribs, and wrapped them in his clothes.

"It's not polite to just rush Reiatsu when you first meet."

Aiyan turned to look at Zaraki Kenpachi, his voice neither sally nor light.

"Polite?"

"Sorry, I don't have that kind of thing."

Being stared at by Aiyan, Zaraki Kenpachi noticed that the tremor that had just disappeared filled his heart again.

To this.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes, only a real will to fight.

"It doesn't matter, I can teach you."

"After all."

"It is not difficult to teach manners to beasts."

When Aiyan heard this, the monstrous Reiatsu spread out, not only causing the mountains and forests to shake slightly, but also instantly pressing Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika behind Zaraki Kenpachi to the ground.

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