Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 401

Chapter 401: Chapter 401: Spare Your Life

By now, a crowd had gathered, chatting and laughing as voices rose and fell throughout the room.

Every one of them was a Fullbringer, gifted with abilities beyond ordinary human limits.

This so-called "bar" was actually the headquarters of their Executive Militia and also served as the base of the 11th Division’s Special Operations Unit in the World of the Living! Its construction had been made possible thanks to the generous support of the 11th Division and Seireitei.

After Kūgo Ginjō was officially recognized by Seireitei as a Substitute Shinigami, the Executive Militia was fully renovated into a specialized combat unit stationed in the World of the Living. Naturally, as their direct superior, the 11th Division had backed the reorganization and rebuilding efforts.

Now, after careful planning and remodeling, this place served as a hub where members could unwind, bond, train, and most importantly, gather before deploying on missions.

At that moment, the arrival of a young man with black hair immediately drew everyone’s attention.

Among them, an elderly man—thin and impeccably groomed—glanced his way and greeted him coolly.

"You’re here, Tsukishima."

The dark-haired youth, Tsukishima, lifted the corners of his mouth into a gentle smile and gave a slight nod, though a subtle chill flickered in his eyes.

His deep gaze swept the room before settling on a lavishly decorated room nearby. As if pondering something, he asked quietly,

"Is Captain Kūgo inside?"

The old man gave a small nod, pointing at the closed door beside him with a blank expression.

"I saw him go in earlier. He hasn’t come out, so he’s probably still there."

"Then I’ll go see him."

Shūkurō Tsukishima replied politely, turning to head for the door.

Just as he took a step forward, the old man’s indifferent voice called out from behind.

"I’m on patrol today. I’ll be heading out first."

With that, the old man moved toward the exit, still wearing the same detached expression.

But as the door slowly opened, a flicker of fear crossed his eyes, and he instinctively stepped back several paces.

Standing in the doorway were two tall women.

One had long, icy blond hair and a presence so cold and unapproachable it seemed to freeze the air around her.

The other was less intimidating in demeanor, but her waist-length green hair made her immediately stand out. A rose-colored horizontal marking across her face added to her mysterious and unique aura.

But none of that was what truly unsettled him.

What did was the overwhelming Reiatsu radiating from both women.

It was suffocating—oppressive like a mountain crashing down—making it nearly impossible to breathe.

Just meeting their gaze made the old man’s head spin, as though the world itself had tilted.

The sheer pressure had his body and soul trembling uncontrollably.

"W-Who... who are you?"

His voice trembled as he stared nervously at the two cold-faced women, his legs giving way until he collapsed to the floor.

By now, the others in the room had also noticed what was happening.

Fear swept through them. They backed away, faces pale and eyes filled with dread.

No one mocked the old man’s weakness.

In the face of power like that, dropping to your knees was the natural response.

Even before anything began, their bodies were already swaying, ready to give out at any moment.

Harribel and Nelliel both frowned in discomfort as they sensed the fear around them.

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