On the contrary, things were proceeding so smoothly that he couldn't understand it. "It sounds like there's fighting ahead?" Unable to sense
On the contrary, things were proceeding so smoothly that he couldn't understand it.
"It sounds like there's fighting ahead?"
Unable to sense spiritual pressure, Hitsugaya Tōshirō could only rely on his vision to assess the situation.
"That's… Izuru Kira and Abarai Renji?!"
As the distance closed, Hitsugaya Tōshirō finally saw the individuals engaged in combat.
Likewise, Kira Izuru and Abarai Renji also noticed Hitsugaya Tōshirō and Hinamori Momo.
"Captain Hitsugaya!"
"Hinamori!"
The situation suddenly became clear—at least, that's how it appeared to those present.
"There's no time for reunions," Hitsugaya Tōshirō said, his words quick and urgent.
"The Seireitei will be sending reinforcements soon, and they'll be at least Captain-level. You take Hinamori and leave. I'll stay behind to hold them off!"
After a moment's thought, Kira Izuru agreed with this plan.
"We're not strong enough. Staying here would only hinder you," he said. "Let's do as Hitsugaya says!"
Hitsugaya Tōshirō, his expression grave, first sought to lead them away from the high ground where the Muken was located.
However, while the plan was well-intentioned, reality proved harsh.
Just as they were about to escape the high ground, Hitsugaya Tōshirō abruptly halted his Shunpo.
"I didn't expect you to have such nerve, Shirō-chan," a teasing voice called out from ahead.
Sensing the spiritual pressure of the voice's owner, Hitsugaya Tōshirō's face filled with despair.
"Why him?"
Tap, tap, tap…
The measured sound of footsteps echoed down the street, striking the hearts of those present like the tolling of a death knell.
"Kyōraku Callum!" Hitsugaya Tōshirō spat out the name, each syllable forced through gritted teeth.
"While I expected we would meet in this way," Kyōraku Callum said, a gentle smile on his face, "I still find it… unconventional."
"Now, I'll give you two choices."
"First, hand Hinamori over to me and go to the Captain-Commander to accept your punishment."
"Second…"
Before he could finish speaking, Hitsugaya Tōshirō interrupted.
"The first option is impossible!" he declared, his expression resolute, as if he had already steeled himself for battle.
Hearing this, Kyōraku Callum chuckled, shaking his head.
"In that case, come at me," he said. "Show me your strongest strength, and prove yourself."
Hitsugaya Tōshirō stood before the other three, lowering his voice.
"Get away from here immediately," he instructed.
"Someone who disregards the rules!"
An equally cold voice sounded from behind, and two more Captain-level spiritual pressures materialized.
"Captain Kuchiki!"
"Captain Komamura!"
Abarai Renji and Kira Izuru had not anticipated that three Captain-level Shinigami would come to thwart their efforts.
"Oh, Shōshi (Young One)!" Kyōraku Callum said, a smile spreading across his face.
Kuchiki Byakuya deliberately looked away, as if he didn't recognize the person before him.
He had been refuting the nickname "Shōshi" for a long time.
However, it seemed to have no effect.
Not only that, but the last time, while he was handling official business in his barracks, Unohana Retsu had suddenly come to his door.
In her imposing, murderous state, he had almost started a fight.
He later learned that Unohana Retsu had only come to retrieve a bottle of Kuchiki's special sake.
Although he didn't know why, his intuition told him that this matter was definitely related to the person before him.
"If you don't agree, do you believe that the entirety of the Seireitei won't know about this nickname tomorrow?" Kyōraku Callum said lightly.
"Ahem, is there something you need?" Kuchiki Byakuya said, clearing his throat to cover his embarrassment.
"You and Captain Komamura can handle the flanks, can you leave the fighting to me?"
Kyōraku Callum didn't want anyone else interfering with his check-in mission.
"This old one has no objections!" a deep, muffled voice said from beneath the wooden bucket.
Although Komamura Sajin had once explained that what he wore on his head was a mask, Kyōraku Callum stubbornly believed it was a bucket.
Komamura Sajin had specifically argued with him about this matter.
However, in the end, he still hadn't managed to convince Kyōraku Callum.
"Alright, Shōshi," Kyōraku Callum said, turning to Hitsugaya Tōshirō.
"Those two won't participate in the fight. You just need to win against me, and you can leave here with Hinamori."
Upon hearing the nickname "Shōshi," Kuchiki Byakuya's brow furrowed, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he said nothing.
Hearing this, Hitsugaya Tōshirō drew his Zanpakutō, facing Kyōraku Callum.
"I've made great progress these past years!"
Kyōraku Callum waved his hand dismissively, not taking it to heart.
You've made progress, but do you think I've been standing still?
Unless you immediately release your Bankai, I still won't take you seriously.
Kyōraku Callum was quite confident in his own strength.
"Come!"
"Sit Upon the Frozen Heavens, Hyōrinmaru!!"
Spiritual pressure surged, forming a chilling whirlwind around Hitsugaya Tōshirō.
The temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped several degrees.
The once-pleasant weather became overcast, turning somewhat gray.
The cold wind howled, and snowflakes were faintly visible in the air.
Compared to the first time he had seen Hyōrinmaru's Shikai, Hitsugaya Tōshirō seemed to be much stronger now.
Hyōrinmaru unleashed a fierce slash from dozens of meters away.
As the sword pressure descended, countless ice pellets transformed into swarms of ice birds, instantly engulfing Kyōraku Callum.
"Hadō #4, Byakurai!"
A calm voice spoke from within the ice.
At that moment, dazzling lightning erupted from Kyōraku Callum's fingertips.
A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket raged across the sky.
Accompanied by Hyōrinmaru's atmospheric manipulation, the surrounding weather seemed like the prelude to a thunderstorm.
The lightning flashed, instantly devouring the oncoming ice birds, and even had enough power left over to continue attacking Hitsugaya Tōshirō.
The lightning was faintly permeated with the scent of sulfur, giving a burning illusion.
Hitsugaya raised his arm high, slashing the lightning attack apart.
His face was ashen, once again realizing the gap between himself and Kyōraku Callum.
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