Help! I am bound to Aizen!-Chapter 189

Chapter 189

At the Second Division’s training grounds:

Dozens of black-clad figures, each with half their faces covered by masks, were locked in silent combat training. There were no shouts, no flashy moves—only silent, ruthless strikes aimed straight at vital points.

One trainee, wooden dagger in hand, seized a chance and thrust toward his opponent’s throat. Halfway through the motion, however, his arm suddenly froze in place.

His eyes widened, disbelief written all over his face.

Seeing this reaction, his sparring partner also turned to look—and promptly wore the same stunned expression.

At some point, a figure had appeared, floating in midair not far from the training grounds.

A white captain’s haori and a long white beard billowed in the breeze.

“Head Captain Yamamoto?!”

“Why would that esteemed elder be here?”

Hovering overhead, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto narrowed his eyes and scanned the surroundings. Finally, his gaze settled on a building with a rather unusual design. From its outline, it seemed it had once been a dōjō, but now layers of specialized Kidō and spirit-suppressing materials covered it, emphasizing its extraordinary purpose.

After confirming his target, Yamamoto’s reiatsu quietly surged. The long wooden staff he held disintegrated into ash under the pressure, revealing the blade hidden within.

Crack!

Yamamoto reached out and firmly gripped his sword. He then glanced at the nearby Second Division members.

“All personnel, evacuate the entire Second Division area,” he commanded. “Patrol Corps, notify the Kidō Corps to erect barrier walls around the Second Division barracks!”

With that, he took a single step forward, trailing a streak of intense spiritual light as he descended before the entrance of Kaelith’s Technical Bureau.

The Second Division members stared in shock, then moved swiftly to carry out the orders.

Marenoshin Ōmaeda rushed out of the office, gaping at the scene. What on earth was happening?

The Head Captain had suddenly appeared, heading straight for Kaelith’s Technical Bureau. He’d also ordered everyone to withdraw and to seal off the area with barriers.

As Ōmaeda tried to make sense of it, he sensed several powerful reiatsu signatures approaching.

Looking up, he saw three more captains arriving from different directions.

The Captain of the Eighth Division, Shunsui Kyōraku.

The Captain of the Twelfth Division, Kirio Hikifune.

The Captain of the Thirteenth Division, Jūshirō Ukitake.

All three were heavyweight veterans!

Under Ōmaeda’s astonished gaze, the three captains hovered above the Second Division area. After confirming the situation, they exchanged glances, nodded, and then moved together toward Kaelith’s Technical Bureau.

Ōmaeda’s mind went blank.

This was big—truly big news.

The Head Captain, along with three illustrious and powerful captains, had come to confront Kaelith’s Technical Bureau.

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What did this mean?

It was impossible for an external enemy to have infiltrated the heart of the Second Division, so that option could be dismissed.

That left only one possibility: Kaelith had committed some grievous crime, forcing the Head Captain to personally lead a team to apprehend him!

The more Ōmaeda considered it, the more plausible it seemed. Although Kaelith was merely a Third Seat, everyone knew his strength was already at a captain’s level. It might seem excessive to bring so much force to bear, but given Kaelith’s talent for causing trouble, it wasn’t entirely out of the question.

So what should Ōmaeda do now?

If Kaelith had indeed committed a crime so severe that it shook the Soul Society, he would be exiled or worse. But Lady Yoruichi clearly favored him. If he rushed to report this to Yoruichi Shihōin, with the Shihōin family’s influence, perhaps they could protect Kaelith…

After two seconds of hesitation, Ōmaeda gritted his teeth and turned to go find Yoruichi. Yet the moment he pivoted, he shouted in surprise and leapt back several steps.

Yoruichi had arrived without him noticing, Soifon at her side.

Taking in the captains gathering ahead, Yoruichi frowned slightly.

Ōmaeda hurriedly said, “My lady, you’ve come at just the right time—Kaelith, he—”

“Ōmaeda, carry out the Head Captain’s orders,” Yoruichi interrupted firmly. “Soifon, go find Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi.”

Her calm, decisive tone cut him off. Startled, Ōmaeda looked at Yoruichi’s steady gaze. After a moment, his lips curved upward into a grateful smile.

“Yes, Lady Yoruichi!”

The two of them vanished with Shunpo. Yoruichi folded her arms, looking toward the Technical Bureau.

Unlike Ōmaeda, she didn’t fear that these captains had come for Kaelith’s head.

His teacher, his elder brothers-in-arms, his “disciple”—all were strong, all familiar with Kaelith. Rather than worrying that they’d harm him, it made more sense to wonder: Just what kind of mess had Kaelith stirred up this time, that it drew so many heavy-hitters here?

…

At the entrance to the Technical Bureau, Yamamoto stood with Ryūjin Jakka in hand, silent and composed.

When Shunsui and the others arrived, Yamamoto spoke slowly:

“Jūshirō, Captain Hikifune.”

“You two remain here. Until I return, no one—absolutely no one—is to enter or leave.”

“Yes, sir!”

Hearing the gravity in Yamamoto’s voice, both complied instantly, no questions asked.

“Shunsui,” Yamamoto continued, “come with me. Be ready.”

With that, Yamamoto stepped inside. Shunsui drew his sword and followed closely.

Watching them disappear, Ukitake and Hikifune exchanged a worried look.

Just what had happened here?

As soon as Yamamoto and Shunsui entered, they felt Kaelith’s formidable reiatsu. Guided by it, they moved swiftly through the corridors.

Pushing open a door, they saw Kaelith inside, flooding the room with his spiritual pressure. Nearby, a young woman in white Quincy attire lay pinned to the floor, bound by multiple layers of advanced Bakudō spells, wrapped so tightly she resembled a cocoon. Despair and terror twisted her features.

Shunsui blinked, puzzled.

What was going on?

Judging from the girl’s reiatsu, she wasn’t a Shinigami. A human, perhaps? He couldn’t help a wild guess: Could his junior have dragged some human in off the streets and called the old man here for… what, exactly?

He glanced at Yamamoto and saw the Head Captain’s eyes locked on the girl. The old man’s reiatsu stirred, growing agitated. Shunsui instinctively took two steps back.

A tangible killing intent radiated from Yamamoto’s frame.

In the next instant, Yamamoto stepped forward, unleashing a violent surge of spiritual pressure that instantly flooded the entire facility.

“Sternritter… how have you appeared here?!”

“From whence did you come?! Where is Yhwach?!”

Tears welled at the corners of Bambietta’s eyes. This old man… was he some kind of monster?!

The younger one’s reiatsu was already terrifying, yet this ancient warrior’s presence was orders of magnitude more overwhelming!