"Captain Rosse, congratulations on becoming the captain of the Tenth Division. If you have the chance, you can come to the Fourth Division and exchange knowledge about healing with me," Unohana Retsu didn't bother responding to Kyoraku Shunsui. She simply smiled at Rosse and extended her invitation.
During the earlier fight between Rosse and Kyoraku, she was probably the only one present who had noticed one thing.
Rosse's swordsmanship didn't belong to any style in the Soul Society. Not even a trace of a Soul Society sword art could be seen in it.
As someone who claimed to know eight thousand styles, she was quite confident she wasn't mistaken.
At the same time, Rosse's swordsmanship wasn't something born purely from combat instinct. It was a refined sword style learned through long practice.
A swordsmanship that had never appeared before… perhaps something Rosse had obtained by chance, or perhaps a secret passed down in Rosse's family from thousands of years ago.
Whichever it was, it undeniably made her a bit more interested.
"If I have time, I'll definitely visit the Fourth Division," Rosse looked at the gentle, braided big sister before him. It was hard to imagine that behind the scenes she was a demon who killed without blinking.
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Though, in the Gotei 13, this kind of thing seemed to be the norm.
For example, among the captains here, other than the big dog who hid his face, not a single one was normal.
Kyoraku Shunsui, who looked like a lazy uncle, was actually a meticulous old coin.
Ukitake Jushiro, the gentle next-door uncle type, was in truth someone who could sacrifice anything for the sake of the Soul Society.
Ichimaru Gin, who looked like a fox, was actually single-minded in love.
Aizen, who seemed like a gentle and kind nice guy, was secretly the ultimate villain.
Kaname Tosen, who preached justice every day, was actually Aizen's supporter, intending to kill all nobles.
As for Unohana Retsu and Captain-Commander Yamamoto, if they could survive from a thousand years ago to now, neither of them was the benevolent type.
After exchanging greetings with several captains, Rosse officially took on the position of captain of the Tenth Division.
"Captain Rosse, let's drink together sometime," Kyoraku waved lazily before leaving. From beginning to end, he had acted extravagantly relaxed.
"Captain Rosse!"
Once the captains who had come to watch the show had dispersed, the Captain-Commander called out to Rosse.
"Captain-Commander, what is it?"
Rosse turned back, surprised, looking at Yamamoto leaning on his cane.
Yamamoto's hair might have turned white, but if he got serious, Rosse wouldn't be his match in the Soul Society, at least not yet.
"Recently, souls have been disappearing in the Rukongai. Your Tenth Division will investigate it," Yamamoto said calmly.
"Huh? But isn't that outside the Tenth Division's responsibilities?", Rosse blinked, glancing at Matsumoto Rangiku for confirmation.
The Tenth Division handled protection duties, what did Rukongai affairs have to do with them?
Rangiku gave Rosse a helpless look. This kind of thing had happened many times before.
They said each division had its own responsibilities, yet captains and lieutenants were like firefighters, sent wherever needed.
"The other divisions have matters to attend to. Only Captain Rosse is currently free," Yamamoto said evenly.
"All right, since I'm the only one free, I'll take it," Rosse didn't believe for a second that the other captains were busy.
He didn't know why Yamamoto wanted him to investigate, but since the pit was already dug for him, he might as well step in.
'Souls disappearing in Rukongai… sounded exactly like something Aizen would do.'
And even if Rosse didn't know the reason, Aizen definitely did.
If it really was related to Aizen, then Aizen would certainly come to him when the time came.
"Rangiku, let's go," After accepting the mission, Rosse had no intention of comforting this lonely old man. He called out to Rangiku and walked straight out.
"Captain, you should head back to the division first. I need to report your measurements so they can make your haori," Outside, Rangiku turned to Rosse.
"Let's go together. Where do we need to report it?"
Rosse didn't have anything to do anyway, he might as well wander around with Rangiku.
"The Twelfth Division. Captain haori are usually made there," Rangiku explained.
"Tsk! The Twelfth Division is a research squad, right? They sure handle a lot."
The two changed directions and headed toward the Twelfth Division.
"By the way, is there no special communication method inside the Seireitei?", Rosse asked curiously.
"Usually, for matters that aren't too important, hell butterflies are used to send short messages. More important news is delivered by the Patrol Corps. The most urgent messages use bakudo, Heavenly Rickshaws in Silken Air(Tenteikura)."
Rangiku explained as they walked.
"Tenteikura… I remember that's a high-ranking bakudo?", Rosse mused.
"Captain doesn't know kido?", Rangiku looked surprised.
"I'm a half-trained stray from the Rukongai, how could I know something as advanced as kido?", Rosse shrugged.
If he remembered right, Rangiku's kido was pretty decent.
Not captain level, but one of the top among lieutenants.
"Well, does Captain want to learn? I can teach you."
Rangiku instantly perked up. Teaching her captain kido? That was something she was quite excited about.
"Of course. I'm very interested in learning kido. If possible, I'd like to learn shunpo too. Today I was almost played around by Captain Kyoraku," Rosse smiled.
Learning Soul Society abilities would bolster his combat system.
At least in this world, kido and shunpo were far more useful than Haki.
Without a physical body, armament Haki was useless, conqueror's Haki couldn't compare to reiatsu, and only observation Haki barely worked.
But in this world, reiatsu was everything.
If your reiatsu was high enough, others couldn't even hit you—you didn't need prediction at all.
"No way, Captain easily suppressed Captain Kyoraku!", Rangiku looked at Rosse with admiration.
She knew Kyoraku well.
Even though he acted lazy, his strength was far from ordinary.
Even if he held back during the assessment, being able to wound him was already proof of power.
"Captain Kyoraku didn't use Bankai. I'm still far behind," Rosse smiled faintly.
The persona he was building for himself in the Soul Society was somewhat similar to Aizen.
Since he had plenty of time to play around, he might as well relax properly.
As the two chatted and walked, they suddenly stopped, instinctively turning toward a certain direction.
BOOM!
The solid wall was suddenly blasted open, leaving a huge hole.
Right after, a tall, wild figure wearing a captain's haori charged through the opening.
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