Chapter 279 - Soul: Kyoka Failgate.

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Aizen drew his [Zanpakutou] on a strong reverse grip, for some reason he seems to be very pissed: "Why are you so angry Onii-Chan? did someone bully you? Fret not because I will protect you Onii-Chan.".

Aizen stopped mid draw trembling for a bit, he took a very long deep breath and simply continued. [Zanpakutou] completely drawn while held in a vice grip that would put even some of the more strength-focused captains to shame.

Without further ado, I felt his [Reiatsu] stir for a bit, it was extremely smooth and precisely controlled, I wouldn't be surprised if this guy had around 95% of control. Also, the ease with which he activates his own [Shikai] is rather frightening to a normal Shinigami, it was with a precise and practiced motion as if he has done so billions and billions of times over. Which I guess is true considering the number of times he used it to control and hypnotize people.

A simple flash and his [Zanpakutou] was already on its sheath again. But for some reason putting his subordinate under [Kyoka Suigetsu] made nothing to placate Aizen's distress, on the contrary, he felt it made it even worse.

His mind went through a great number of different possibilities and scenarios, but he couldn't simply find any loophole or miss. It was strange. He should-

Interrupting my evil twin thought process; "Moou Onii-chan!! Why didn't you show me your [Shikai]? Everyone said it was extremely cool... I had all this hype for this... I am sad Onii-chan. Plesa unsad me.", I made sure that my voice sounded very annoying. And... is that's team coming out of Aizen's ear? is that even possible?

Aizen immediately tried to make an "illusion" on the air, "tricking"my brain to believe there was a Hollow beside me. I could of course easily perceive his illusion, break it, change it, do a lot of things actually. But the little evil smile on my lips told me Aizen was in for quite a ride.

The first thing I did was; "OH NO!!! A gain Lhama suddenly appeared?!?! What to do?", Aizen completely blanked at my interpretation of the illusion he showed me, my evil twin couldn't help but think 'Lhama? What Lhama? That is a f.u.c.k.i.n.g scary spiked drake hollow/ Lhama is my ass'.

Grinding his teeth Aizen tried to create the illusion of a huge sword chopping downwards towards me. Without hesitating I simply screamed; "Kyaaaaa!! A Flying PP", and run out of the office at incredibly high speeds.

Aizen was trembling in absolute rage and confusion, his eyes popping and twitching uncontrollably, black lines formed on his face, and to my absolute surprise he just spat some blood and slumped down on his desk, passing out, seemly giving up on today.

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Ichimaru's last years have been... wacky... yeah, that is the exactly perfect world to define these last years. After the pink month, this settled down a bit, until he came... someone not even buddha could forgive. The irony of that statement is sadly completely lost on Ichimaru, or everyone for that matter.

That guy... manages to say Onii-Chan in such a disgusting manner that it honestly gives him the chills. And when he pouts... gosh... the last time he did that Ichimaru couldn't hold his lunch inside and simply vomited in pure and una.d.u.l.terated disgust.

Sometimes he wonders if this is all worth it? If all this suffering has any meaning... No, he couldn't think like that... He needs to do it for her.

Yeah, her. Matsumoto and the love of Ichimaru's life. He literally threw away his pride, his humanity, his honor... he threw away everything for her. Everything. Since that day.

Minus moping, more complained. So the bastard of a third officer threw every one of the [TTT] off, he was unanimously disliked, and when told to his face he absolutely relished on it, replying that he is glad that his Onii-Sama lackeys loved him so much... Even now he couldn't help but twitch and tremble in anger just from remembering that day... the f.u.c.ker has a supernatural talent for getting under other people's skin. If Ichimarudidn't knows better he would've thought it was the bastard [Shikai].

And that is not even the worse of it. No, not even close.

Somehow since some long time ago, someone has been trying and trying repeatedly to ship him with her. he did everything to distance himself from her, to get her out of Aizen's radar, all for it suddenly blow on his face.

Somehow someone marked multiple dates between him and Matsumoto in the course of the years. he would receive a paper slip, a rather normal form of communication between him and Aizen, said the paper slip is filled with a bunch of weird instructions, like dress casually, bring money, turn right and left after walking 300meters, this kind of thing. But knowing Aizen even if the instructions were weird it was better to follow them to the letter. And so he did.

Only to find Matsumoto there waiting for him. Her face brightened in such a form that he couldn't simply say no, so he went on the date with her. It was magnific- *cough* it was horrible and would definitely not do it again 10/10.

Returning he immediately questioned Aizen about the word instructions, Aizen being none the wiser didn't know anything about those. Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #._52713359400825090 for visiting.

"... But here look.", points at paper slip; "It's signed with Aizen S. who more could it be? Your lost twin or something?", after Ichimaru said that he felt an inexplicable terrifying chill on his spine, and so did Aizen. To this day he regrets not taking the warning chill seriously enough.

After that, he became way warier of any strange orders, but another paper slip never came. But he somehow always forgot about it, or those events would always go to the back of his mind. So when Ichimaru contact by another method, to do a weird mission, he didn't question it much.

It was another frigging date.

And that keeps happening. Again. again. And again.

Involuntarily the relationship he always wanted to evade, always ran away from ended up blooming rather nicely. He was definitely enjoying it.

But apparently, for whatever reason, that wasn't enough. He started to be dropped when she was taking a dip in the hot springs, when she taking a normal shower, when she was alone in the grade, when she was reading crappy romance.

At the start, it was extremely irritant, frustrating, and infuriating, but soon it grew to be something more. Instead of treating it like a curse, they started treating it like a blessing, a new moment they could be together... It was something rather magical and lovely.

For some reason Ichimaru was almost absolutely certain that it was all that cursed 3rd seat doing, he doesn't know how or when. But his gut is definitely pointing at him, and the motherf.u.c.ker doesn't even make an effort of hiding it, he always winks, and makes heart shapes with his hands when he is around. It pisses him off.

Gin Ichimaru was definitely torn between punching him in the face or thanking him for helping with his relationship with Matsumoto.

Both is good? Yeah, both is probably good.

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Tossen the blind guys, he has never had any outstanding characteristics besides that of being blind. Blinder than blind Tossen thought himself someone who could see better than anyone

But there is a being he truly despises most of all. That motherf.u.c.ker third officer, he never saw the guy and he absolutely wants to strangle him at least three times a day.

And this shitty vision jokes and that is why, for some reason every time he sees me he started saying things with multiple sight jokes. I swear if he asks me 'what time is it?' again, I am going to f.u.c.k.i.n.g lose it.

There is of course another shitty thing to add to his blind life. He keeps bumping into absolutely everything, for some retarded reason some idiot saw fit to move every piece of furniture a few inches, so whatever he went to his office he would look like a huge and clumsy idiot bumping into everything.

And want to know another shit thing? Every time he sits, no matter where, he will make a huge, loud, and obnoxious fart sound. Sometimes it would be dry and fast, other times humid and wet, other times extremely loud. It was a real-life fart fest, and you know what's worse? Due to his better senses, the fart-sounds sounded way louder than they have the right to be.

But for some reason or the other, the farts smelled, they always smelled just for him and him only, they smelled extremely badly, from rotten to toxic waste. A fart-fest indeed.

And for some reason, I know everything is the fault of that third seat. I never knew how frustrating is to know something and don't have anyone who believed in it.

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After exiting Aizen's office I simply decided to check around my usual targets. Tossen is currently holed up in his office trying his hardest to not bump into any furniture when he walked.

And Ichimaru is enjoying some of his time with his new girlfriend Matsumoto. Ichimaru feels pretty bad about Aizen discovering this, but for some strange reason, he didn't until now. This is of course my interference, as I wouldn't let the couple die so young like this.

"Hey Honey. I thought about a cool upgrade for the dungeon. Wanna hear about it?", suddenly Allessa appeared at my side while talking in a semi excited voice.

"Sure. Shoot.".

"You know about the Tenshintai, right? the one device Urahara created that allows someone to summon their [Bankai]. And then they have a three-day period to master their new release yadda, yadda. yadda.", my incessant nodding asking for her to continue; " You know the gist of it already, I was planing on adding a function like that in the dungeon, it would honestly help those unfortunate souls to achieve their own [Bankai]."

"Hmm, we certainly can't simply throw things around, how about this... Anyone who reached floor 45, can have their private [Bankai] training ground until they awaken their own [Bankai]. It most certainly will bring up the strength level of everyone who reaches it", Allessa nodded accepting my suggestion pretty eager for us to start modifying the dungeon once more.

Life is good.