As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group

Early morning light.

Anran opened his eyes on the bed and stepped out of the room.

"Boss, you're awake," Terestina greeted him in the living room, dressed in her loungewear. "Would you like some tea?"

"Ah, thanks," Anran nodded slightly and sat down on the fancy sofa in the living room, opening the group chat.

This is an Actor: Morning, everyone.

Machete Girl: Morning, Anran-san. You've been living in Academy City for half a month now, right? Getting used to it?

This is an Actor: It's alright. Peaceful and laid-back.

It had been more than half a month since he dealt with Kihara Gensei. During that time, Anran stayed in Academy City, waiting for the Magic Gods to show up.

Unfortunately, nothing had happened so far. Not even a single crack in the space where those Magic Gods were hiding had opened.

Amegakure Village's Angel: It's not half a month, it's been sixteen days! Today is the sixteenth day without seeing Anran-san. The weather in Soul Society is really gloomy, looks like it's going to rain.

Doujin Artist: Pfft, Konan-sis, that's the most poetic thing I've ever heard you say.

Curly-haired Guy: You must've learned that from Mochou-chan.

If anyone in the group had the biggest artsy vibes, Gintoki figured it had to be Li Mochou. She'd randomly drop poems in the chat, which always gave him chills.

Soul Society's Bad Guy: Learning more of that stuff isn't bad. It's better than picking up weird random trivia.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Anran-san, you're awake? What's for breakfast?

This is an Actor: Jade shumai.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Wait for me, I'm coming right now!

Machete Girl: Hahaha, looks like it's one of Ruiko-chan's favorites.

Doujin Artist: No doubt she's a foodie. But seriously, that Therestina has been trained—uh, I mean taught—really well by Anran-san. She went from scientist to maid just like that.

Curly-haired Guy: You meant trained, right? That's the word you were trying to say?

Doujin Artist: I did not! You're seeing things!

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: I could totally be a maid too!

This is an Actor: But your dorm room is too small.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Damn it!

Saten Ruiko was super annoyed, but she had to admit he was right.

Her dorm was way too small, and with Uiharu Kazari living there too, she couldn't ask Anran to stay with her. So all she could do was watch him walk into the rich lady's giant mansion.

It made her feel totally powerless.

But Ruiko had already made up her mind to turn her sadness into hunger—she was going to eat that rich lady poor sooner or later!

Amegakure Village's Angel: Aizen seems to have found where Kisame and the others are hiding. When are you coming back?

This is an Actor: No rush. Let him grow his power in Hueco Mundo for a while.

Doujin Artist: Hahaha, that's such a straight guy answer. Konan's question wasn't really about Aizen, okay?

Machete Girl: The point was the second half of what she said.

Amegakure Village's Angel: It's fine, that's just how Anran-san is. As long as Ruiko's with you, I feel at ease.

Curly-haired Guy: As expected of Konan-chan. Even her "I'm not saying what I really feel" moments are so gentle now.

Amegakure Village's Angel: It's really fine. I mean it.

Doujin Artist: Konan…

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Maybe… Anran-san should go back for a bit?

Saten Ruiko thought it over and realized this situation really was a bit unfair to Konan. The two of them had always been together since they met, and now they'd been apart for so long. That had to be rough.

If she were in the same position, Ruiko figured she wouldn't be able to handle that kind of loneliness either.

Amegakure Village's Angel: No, what you're doing there is more important. If the magic gods strike while Anran-san's away, things could get really bad.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: But still…

Ruiko was touched. Konan really was such a kind, gentle woman. Even in a moment like this, she was thinking of others. It was honestly amazing.

Soul Society's Bad Guy: Don't be fooled. She just wants an excuse to go to Academy City and skip training.

Amegakure Village's Angel: Don't ruin the moment!

Curly-haired Guy: ?

Doujin Artist: ?

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Pfft!

Ruiko, who was using Shunpo to rush over, nearly lost her balance and faceplanted. She really was still too young, way too young! No wonder Anran-san didn't say anything—maybe he already saw through Konan's true colors?

Turns out, she was totally wrong.

At that moment, Anran twitched the corner of his mouth and quietly deleted the message he was about to send — "Then come here if you dare" — and rewrote it to say: Don't overthink it. Just focus on training.

Amegakure Village's Angel: Nooo, it's so boring. And without Anran-san's cooking, I've lost so much weight!

Doujin Artist: So all you've been thinking about is food?!

Machete Girl: Konan has really changed. She would never joke around like this before.

Pretty Boy from Skull Island: As time and experience grow, a wise being's personality also changes. The only things that don't change are honest faith and belief. Truth lasts forever.

Curly-haired Guy: Hey hey, you're the one who changed the most! Went from dreaming of being a hero to becoming a philosopher?

Pretty Boy from Skull Island: A hero needs to fill his head with knowledge too. Otherwise, how would I know the right way to help others?

Curly-haired Guy: Damn it, why does that actually make sense? I'm getting lectured by a freakin' gorilla?

Doujin Artist: Which just means your brain is emptier than a gorilla's.

Wig Guy: Knowledge really is important. Being clueless won't get you anywhere, Gintoki.

Curly-haired Guy: You're the last person qualified to say that! How do you even say that with a straight face?

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: [Image] It's getting lively.

The image shows a huge round arena surrounded by a massive crowd of spectators.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Whoa, is Mouchou's martial arts tournament starting?

Saten Ruiko looked stunned as she shoved a shumai into her mouth, her cheeks puffed up like a hamster.

Doujin Artist: Stream it! Come on, stream it live!

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: No rush. Right now it's just warm-up fights between the small fry. I'll start the livestream once the real match begins — going to hit them with a surprise.

Amegakure Village's Angel: What kind of surprise?

Doujin Artist: I'm curious too.

Curly-haired Guy: I swear, all of you have become little devils. Always scheming surprises! Just spill it already, let Gintoki tear it apart!

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: If I tell you, then it's not a surprise anymore, is it?

Inside the restaurant to the right of the arena—

Li Mochou, her long hair tied up in a tall crown, wore white robes and held a folding fan. She looked every bit like a graceful nobleman, with a dangerous smile on her lips that could steal your soul.

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