Masatsuki Aozaki flicked his long hair as he turned and walked out.
Waiting just outside the 11th Division's gates was Gin Ichimaru, the newly appointed 4th Seat, accompanied by two others.
One of them was a handsome man with long, flowing hair and a refined demeanor, dressed in a Shihakushō with a Zanpakutō at his waist.
The other had a more rugged, heroic air about him, similarly dressed.
These two were formerly the 6th and 8th Seats of the 2nd Division—Ryuuseki and Izumo!
Now, they stood as the 5th and 6th Seats of the 11th Division.
After the battle against Kenpachi Kiganjō, the 11th Division had suffered devastating losses, even losing its Lieutenant.
When Ryuuseki and Izumo transferred in, their ranks weren't lowered—instead, they were promoted.
However, Masatsuki Aozaki hadn't personally recruited them from the 2nd Division; they had volunteered for the transfer themselves.
When Yoruichi Shihōin heard about it, she didn't seem surprised and didn't say much. Masatsuki Aozaki, seeing no reason to refuse, accepted them.
The 11th Division was critically short on manpower. With skilled fighters willingly joining, there was no need to push them away.
In fact, many members of the Detention Unit had also wanted to transfer over, but Masatsuki Aozaki rejected them.
The Detention Unit had already suffered heavy casualties—if even more members left, it might as well cease to exist.
Neither the rest of the Shihōin Clan nor the old man Yamamoto would allow that to happen.
Gin Ichimaru and his two companions bowed slightly, their voices respectful.
"Captain Masatsuki!"
"Kenpachi Aozaki!"
Masatsuki Aozaki waved a hand dismissively, a smirk tugging at his lips.
Despite earning the title of Kenpachi, he had no intention of changing his name. Simply put, Kenpachi Aozaki ust didn't have a nice ring to it.
"Alright, enough with the formalities. Let's go check in on our beloved 11th Division squad members."
"Let those so-called paragons of martial virtue see what kind of spirit our new recruits bring."
Gin Ichimaru's smile didn't waver.
Ryuuseki and Izumo exchanged a glance before grinning.
"We won't let you down, Captain!"
...
It was midday.
The sun shone brightly, and wisps of clouds drifted lazily across the sky.
Golden beams of light pierced through the cloud cover, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the high walls of the 11th Division barracks, making them gleam under the sun.
"This place looks better than I expected. I thought Kiganjō would have turned it into a mess like Rukongai," Masatsuki Aozaki remarked as he approached the gates of the 11th Division, the white Haori draped over his shoulders fluttering slightly in the breeze.
A gust of wind on a sweltering summer day—it was a refreshing sensation.
"Kenpachi Kiganjō never bothered with administration or management. The 11th Division's affairs were always handled by the Lieutenant," Gin Ichimaru commented, glancing at Masatsuki Aozaki.
"But now that the Lieutenant has fallen in battle, the one temporarily overseeing squad operations should be the 3rd Seat, Ittora Yamazaki."
Masatsuki Aozaki met Gin Ichimaru's gaze, stretched lazily, and grinned.
"What a coincidence. Looks like I'll be relying on you guys from now on."
"..."
Gin Ichimaru was just about to make a snide remark when Ryuuseki and Izumo spoke in unison.
"Please leave it to us, Captain!"
Gin Ichimaru sighed and shook his head helplessly. These two were beyond saving.
Masatsuki Aozaki smirked.
"Good. Then make sure to help Gin out as well."
"Yes, sir!" The two responded respectfully.
Still not letting me off the hook, huh...?
Why do they trust me so much? This is getting annoying.
Gin Ichimaru's thoughts flickered through his mind, but outwardly, his gaze was fixed on the courtyard in the distance.
"Hah!"
Even through the thick walls, the spirited shouts of training Shinigami could be heard loud and clear.
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