Bleach Seireitei's Discipline Captain

The difference between a King and his mount lied in their instincts, right? Tokikaze had a completely different perspective on this.

Indeed, constantly engaging in battles, pursuing strength, ruthlessly crushing enemies without mercy was what they called instinct.

However, this only existed in extremely unique and special cases, such as Zaraki Kenpachi.

If others were to try to imitate them, it would only end up like a mere copycat, they would just lose their characteristic, just like what happened to Ikkaku Madarame.

Reason was the only means to control oneself.

Tokikaze's gaze and words left Ikkaku Madarame at a loss.

After a while, he lifted his bald head, staring directly at Tokikaze and asked, word by word, "What is your purpose in doing this?"

Tokikaze's words undoubtedly caused some sort of impact to Ikkaku Madarame.

"I just want to break through your psychological barrier," Tokikaze responds calmly, "If I didn't do this, it'll be hard to make a madman like you confess."

Before this, he had already received a report from Toshimura Todo that Ikkaku Madarame did not think that his previous actions violated the laws of the Soul Society and refused to admit his mistake.

"You little..."

Ikkaku Madarame gritted his teeth and once again turned ferocious.

"Don't think you can make me confess in this way!"

Tokikaze remained silent, staring directly at him with a calm gaze.

Under this gaze, Ikkaku Madarame felt as if all of his secrets were laid bare, and his psychological barrier shattered until it eventually collapsed.

"Where's the file?"

Despite still having a fierce expression, he had lost the previous momentum.

Tokikaze's previous words indeed served a purpose.

A Soul Reaper officer in the prison promptly hands over the case file that recorded Ikkaku Madarame's crimes.

Then, in a rather awkward posture, he wrote his name.

Ikkaku Madarame.

"Hmm, quite bad."

Tokikaze comments, "Rather than practicing your Zanjutsu, I think you should ask Captain Aizen for some calligraphy practice."

Ikkaku Madarame gritted his teeth, with veins bulging on his forehead.

Tokikaze signaled the prison guard to put away the case file.

This thing was of no use for his self-discipline mission.

Tokikaze just wanted to use this to declare the arrival of an era where many sinners in Soul Society would be arrested.

…

Meanwhile, in the 11th Division barracks, in the largest training room.

Dozens of Soul Reapers gathered there, and the atmosphere was completely different from usual.

The faces of those fierce Division members were filled with worry, as if they've been beaten.

In the center of these people, a figure that seemed quite out of place with the rest of 11th Division members was sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor.

He had a black hair, colorful feathers on his right eyelashes and eyebrow. On top of that he seemed quite good looking with a smooth skin.

If people didn't know he was a man, a lot of men might stare at him.

He was one of Ikkaku Madarame's few good friends and the Fifth Seat of the 11th Division.

Yumichika Ayasegawa.

At the same time, he was currently the most rational person in the 11th Division, provided you didn't touch the topic that was taboo for him.

At this moment, he also frowned, staring intently at the few people in front of him.

The imposing aura almost made it hard for them to breathe.

Despite only being the Fifth Seat, his true strength was on par with the Third Seat Ikkaku Madarame, and even surpassed him if he used his real Shikai.

This made a lot of the 11th Division's members afraid of this officer.

"So, I was just on a mission for a few days."

Yumichika Ayasegawa squinted his eyes slightly, a hint of ferocity appearing on his face:

"And that guy Ikkaku was arrested by the 9th Division?"

The pressure from his gaze and aura gradually became unbearable for the group.

"We deeply apologize, Fifth Seat Yumichika."

Some of them simultaneously knelt on the ground.

"The one who starts it is the new Captain of the 9th Division, Tsunayashiro Tokikaze."

"Ikkaku was no match against him at all!"

They all speak in unison, with fear evident on their faces as if recalling the battle that day.

"Overwhelming Reiatsu!"

"So fast that we can't follow his movement with our eyes!"

"Incantationless Enkosen!"

"The clean Hakuda skills!"

From their words, Yumichika Ayasegawa simulated the process of the battle in his mind, and his expression became more solemn.

As a good friend of Ikkaku Madarame, no one understood Ikkaku's strength better than him. Despite some shortcomings, Ikkaku should be able to achieve Bankai with a little more practice.

Once you achieved Bankai, he'd attain the standard Captain-Class strength.

Despite that, he was powerless against the new Captain of the 9th Division, and that new Captain didn't even use their Zanpakuto!

The difference between them was as clear as day!

Just as he processed this, a coarse and hoarse voice broke the silence in the training room.

"So, Ikkaku was defeated by the Captain of the 9th Division?"

The sliding door opened, and a burly figure stepped, observing the expressions of the people inside.

On the fierce face resembling a demon, a scar ran through the left eye from the forehead to the chin, and the right eye was covered by a black eyepatch.

He styled his hair into stiff strands, attaching small bells at its tips.

The Captain's ragged Haori made him look even wilder.

It was he Captain of the 11th Division, the 11th generation Kenpachi, Zaraki!

"I didn't expect that another strong individual would pop out in Seireitei while I'm going out for a while."

He carried his Zanpakuto with the blade wrapped in white bandages. His beast-like gaze observed everyone.

Enthusiasm, joy, and...

Desire!

"It's gotten exciting!"

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned, and his menacing white teeth sent chills down everyone's spine.

"Someone who can defeat Ikkaku should be able to provide me a good fight, right?"

"I hope it won't be like that idiot Kiganjo, who goes down too easily!"

Everyone was intimidated by his aura, their shihakusho was drenched in cold sweat, and not a word came out of their mouth.

Even though Kenpachi Zaraki had been the Captain of the 11th Division for quite some time, people were still afraid of him.

Yumichika Ayasegawa sighed and muttered to himself with a helpless expression, "I hope this won't get too out of hand..."