Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62 - 62: What Do You Want?

Northwest of the 2nd Division barracks, within the moat, lay a vast underground facility spanning the equivalent of thirty houses.

From the outside, it appeared to be nothing more than an imposing mountain of closely connected rock formations. But beneath the surface, it was, in fact, a massive subterranean prison.

Detention Unit soldiers clad in night gear patrolled the area, their presence adding to the prison's oppressive atmosphere.

To the Central 46, the criminals imprisoned here were no different from maggots clinging to life. And so, this place had come to be known as—

The Nest of Maggots.

...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The echoes of clubs striking flesh and fists colliding reverberated through the dungeon as hundreds of figures clashed in a frenzy within the main hall.

The more cowardly inmates shrieked in terror, scrambling away, clutching their heads as they cowered in the corners.

Boulders shattered under the force of Reiatsu-infused blows, sending debris scattering through the air.

Waves of condensed spiritual pressure, glowing a deep azure, surged toward the ceiling, hammering against the reinforced prison walls.

"Damn Detention Unit! Why the hell are we locked up in here?! Let us out!"

"Die!!"

A towering, muscular man in tattered clothing lunged forward, his roar filled with rage.

His face was smeared with the blood of other inmates, his once-white robes now soaked in red. Bloodshot eyes locked onto a young man standing not far away—a black-haired figure with a faint smile, clad in a Shihakushō.

At his side stood a silver-haired boy.

A pretty-faced young man, delicate in appearance, yet bold enough to set foot in a place like this.

The towering prisoner grinned maniacally, a cruel expression twisting his features—one that even the other inmates feared.

He was determined to teach this "pretty boy" just how dangerous it was to stand out in a place like this.

...

Deeper within the prison, in a solitary cell, a man with strange black-and-white face paint sat on a white stone bed, his expression one of irritation.

"Another riot... What an insufferable bunch."

Unlike the other inmates, who were allowed free movement within the prison, this man was confined alone, his feet bound by heavy shackles—a testament to the fact that he was far more dangerous than the rest.

Clink.

The sound of gravel shifting underfoot was accompanied by the light tap of approaching footsteps.

Under the dim lighting, two figures—one tall, one small—descended the narrow staircase.

"Taking care of all those inmates outside on your own... Looks like we've got a real big shot here."

A hoarse voice drifted from the cell, its peculiar cadence enough to send chills down one's spine.

"What brings someone of your stature to a place like this...?"

"I came to see you, of course. I have business."

Masatsuki Aozaki casually flicked the blood from his hand, stepping up to the cell door with a look of satisfaction.

"Mayuri Kurotsuchi."

...

A troublesome one, huh?

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's frown deepened as he watched Masatsuki approach, the distant screams of inmates still ringing through the corridors.

The last person to irritate him this much had been that damn Detention Unit officer—Kisuke Urahara.

"Ichimaru, wait outside for now."

With a wave of Masatsuki's hand, the cell door—meant to restrict Mayuri's freedom—swung open on its own.

Mayuri's eyes flickered with mild surprise as Masatsuki strode inside and, without hesitation, plopped himself down on the bed.

"Wow... You're really not polite to someone you just met."

Masatsuki Aozaki smirked coldly. "You used honorifics, but you're still being rude."

"Really?"

Masatsuki scratched his head, then extended his hand. "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm the new 3rd Seat of the 2nd Division and Captain of the Detention Unit—Masatsuki Aozaki."

"Never heard of you."

"Probably because I just graduated from the Shin'ō Academy this year and only joined the Detention Unit yesterday."

"This year's graduate..."

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