Staff Officer Tsuru was just over forty, but with the nonstop workload at the Marine Headquarters—and Zephyr and Garp both shrugging off responsibilities—she’d been forced to shoulder part of the administrative duties typically reserved for an Admiral. The constant stress had already turned her long hair gray.
Now, rubbing her temples in frustration, she watched Sengoku and Zephyr wrestling on the ground, red-faced and gasping for air, their uniforms rumpled and tugged out of shap...
2025-04-17 22:20:23 +0000 UTC
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"How the hell do I resemble that bastard Borsalino!?"
Sengoku looked genuinely offended, clearly touchy about the subject.
"Whether it’s personality, work ethic, or execution—I’m nothing like Borsalino!"
"Go ahead, tell me! In what way do I resemble that guy!?"
Just thinking about Borsalino’s smug, half-mocking tone was enough to make Sengoku grind his teeth in fury.
Zephyr thought about it seriously for a moment. Honestly, there really wasn’t any resem...
2025-04-17 22:19:29 +0000 UTC
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With the permission of the wise men and judges, Yoruichi Shihōin, Shunsui Kyōraku, and Isshin Shiba soon arrived at the Central 46 Compound’s council chamber.
Faced with the head of the Shihōin Clan and the head of the Shiba branch family, the administrators of Soul Society, for once, refrained from putting on airs. Even when dealing with ordinary upper nobles, they maintained a rare display of patience.
The three stood apart. Three sections of the chamber's floor lit up with...
2025-04-17 22:15:07 +0000 UTC
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The Zenin Clan's affairs were resolved perfectly—at least in Sōjun Minamoto’s eyes.
He took what needed to be taken, returned what needed to be returned, and left without a single thread of entanglement.
He ruffled the little girl’s hair, then crouched down to look into her eyes. “Listen to your sister, okay?”
The girl hung her head, clearly not in high spirits, but she didn’t act out or resist.
“The puppy will stay to protect you,” Sōjun added.
2025-04-17 22:05:34 +0000 UTC
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Sōjun Minamoto stepped out of the Shrine Domain and into the corridor outside, where spatial interference was minimal. Only there could he safely cross space and return to the Zenin estate. Otherwise, the Domain and spatial interference would overlap, potentially creating unnecessary complications.
A black vortex formed out of thin air, and Sōjun emerged from it—already within the Barrier. He paused for a moment, sensing his surroundings to confirm that the Barrier hadn't been distu...
2025-04-17 22:05:09 +0000 UTC
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"Burning justice?"
Zephyr’s eyes lit up with curiosity.
Though he had already trained outstanding talents like Sakazuki—who had become a pillar of the Marines and shone brilliantly across various posts—deep down, Zephyr had never been fully satisfied with any of them.
Sakazuki's personality was too rigid, his methods brutal. To accomplish a mission, he’d stop at nothing, harsh not only on himself but just as unforgiving toward his subordinates. On the battlefield, he...
2025-04-17 11:51:50 +0000 UTC
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“Where the hell did they all go!?”
The conference room of the Fleet Admiral's Office trembled as Admiral Sengoku’s furious roar echoed out, startling the Marines on duty outside.
“This is a critical military meeting!”
“Where's Sakazuki!? I haven't even settled things with him over the Bada Kingdom incident in the New World!”
“And Borsalino? There’s still a pile of unfinished work for the new Marine Science Division!”
“And what about those tw...
2025-04-17 11:51:02 +0000 UTC
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Seireitei, 2nd Division Barracks.
Kōga Kuchiki sat alone in his cell, his face dark and grim.
Betrayed by those he trusted, he was filled with grief and indignation, struggling to suppress the turmoil within him. But he hadn't lost hope. He firmly believed that his revered father-in-law would not be swayed by mere rumors!
For the sake of his son-in-law and the honor of the Kuchiki Clan, he would uncover the truth.
Kōga glanced at the tightly shut prison door, a flick...
2025-04-17 11:43:34 +0000 UTC
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"Dare to disrupt our experiment? Szayelaporro-sama will not let you go!"
—Those were Domilo’s last words.
"Who is this Szayelaporro the Hollow mentioned?" Kūgo Ginjō asked.
"A Vasto Lorde-class Hollow—one of the most powerful in Hueco Mundo."
Masatsuki Aozaki absentmindedly stroked the jade storing the collected souls and replied casually, "This was a good haul, but it's about time for me to leave."
"You're leaving?!" Kūgo Ginjō's face lit up with visib...
2025-04-17 11:43:00 +0000 UTC
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The Third Mizukage had a high level of combat intelligence, and with his knowledge of the Second Hokage, he instantly understood Kazuyama's intention in clashing blades.
This made Kazuyama feel uneasy. He had thought the Third Mizukage was just a side character, but facing him now—he was terrifying.
Even more troublesome than the Third Kazekage.
“Water Release: Bodhi Coat.”
Already aware that he'd been marked, the Third Mizukage formed hand seals. Ripples surged ...
2025-04-17 11:24:01 +0000 UTC
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Just a few days ago, Kazuyama had confidently declared that his strength had reached Kage-level.
But today, looking at the reality—well, he was still a bit short of a real Kage. Not that it mattered much—after all, he wasn’t fighting alone.
Chōmei inside him was his partner. Not enough chakra? Use Chōmei’s. Attack power not enough? Borrow Chōmei’s.
As long as Chōmei was there, Kazuyama had confidence to spare.
If it’s time to fight back, then fight back...
2025-04-17 11:23:30 +0000 UTC
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After days of travel and exhaustion, Nawaki eventually drifted off to sleep.
He wasn’t sure how long he had slept when the sound of footsteps approached, followed by familiar voices.
"Uncle, Uncle."
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother."
A boy and a girl, both around their early teens, gathered around him, gently trying to wake him up.
"If you’re not sleeping, why are you bothering me?"
Nawaki cracked one eye open and saw Ginji and Satsuki staring at him, an...
2025-04-17 11:10:50 +0000 UTC
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"Ten minutes?"
Kitsuchi repeated the words, falling into deep thought.
"If only you could maintain it indefinitely…"
Rōshi sighed, clearly disappointed.
After witnessing Nagato’s strength firsthand, he no longer dared to make bold claims. The idea of defeating Nagato within ten minutes was nothing more than a dream now.
"If you activate your secret technique first, Rōshi and I can provide support from the sides. Holding Nagato back shouldn't be too difficul...
2025-04-17 11:10:17 +0000 UTC
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Amatsuki Toki
2025-04-16 21:38:55 +0000 UTC
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"These two... what terrifying presence..."
Tokikake shivered as he watched Dragon and Sakazuki glaring at each other, their auras clashing violently.
"Dragon, your foolish mercy is holding you back... Even Daren sees things more clearly than you do," Sakazuki sneered. His entire right arm had melted into crimson magma, bubbling and dripping onto the floor, scorching deep black pits into the tiles.
"Justice gained at the cost of comrades’ lives isn't justice at all!" Dragon...
2025-04-16 21:30:40 +0000 UTC
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Clad in a blood-red, sharply pressed uniform and black, polished boots, the man strode forward. A wide cloak fluttered gently behind him with each step.
Though only in his twenties, the deep, chiseled lines of his face gave him a cold, rock-hard presence, like a sheer cliff face. The brim of his military cap cast a shadow that hid his eyes.
A suffocating sense of pressure swept into the room.
“R-Rear Admiral Sakazuki!”
Tokikake, jolted by the oppressive killing int...
2025-04-16 21:29:49 +0000 UTC
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“Bakudō 62: Hyapporankan!”
With a loud shout, Masatsuki Aozaki summoned a massive pillar of light in front of him. It split into countless smaller pillars that shot forward at high speed.
More than ten Hollows had no time to react before the splitting light pillars bound them firmly to the ground and walls.
“Amazing!!” Kūgo Ginjō stared in shock at the scene before him, unable to hold back his exclamation.
He had instinctively sensed that these Hollows weren...
2025-04-16 21:25:26 +0000 UTC
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A few days later, Sōjun Minamoto gradually expanded his range of activities, seamlessly assuming the identity of Noriyuki Zenin.
The young girl and the girl had truly stayed inside the entire time, never stepping foot outside. Eventually, he simply had the white Divine Dog appear to accompany them, while the black one remained hidden in the shadows.
He was ready to act.
He hadn't expected that integrating into the Zenin Clan would be easier than infiltrating Jujutsu High. T...
2025-04-16 21:18:29 +0000 UTC
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Sōjun Minamoto didn’t like to dawdle. Once he made a decision, he acted on it immediately.
He deployed multiple clones, altered their appearances, and seamlessly blended into the staff at Jujutsu High, attempting to follow the life patterns of the middle-aged man.
He first made a deliberate trip to the information archive and located the man’s file, which gave him the basic details—including the man’s name: Noriyuki Zenin.
The file didn’t contain much—just surfa...
2025-04-16 21:18:03 +0000 UTC
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The first thing Daren felt was a cool breeze brushing past him.
Distant cries of seagulls blended with the rhythmic cadence of military drills, echoing faintly in his ears.
He struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, cracking them open just enough to let in a sliver of blurry light.
Am I dead...?
It hurts...
His thoughts were hazy, dulled by the long coma.
Every bone in his body ached like it had been crushed. His chest burned with an unbearable, searing pain.<...
2025-04-16 11:54:25 +0000 UTC
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“I’m not exactly sure how, but after some basic stitching and bandaging, Commodore Daren’s condition is already showing signs of recovery...”
In the warship’s infirmary, the doctor reported to Garp with a puzzled expression.
As he spoke, he couldn’t help glancing curiously at the unconscious Marine Commodore lying in bed, hooked up to an IV drip.
“Commodore Daren’s physical resilience is like nothing I’ve ever seen in all my years of medicine. His organ vit...
2025-04-16 11:52:16 +0000 UTC
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“What if I refuse?” Kūgo Ginjō asked cautiously.
The guy in front of him didn’t seem reliable at all.
Following the Tsunayashiro Clan was one thing—after all, he had spent years dealing with them.
But this "Sephiroth" had barely met him and was already trying to recruit him. Agreeing too easily wouldn’t just be humiliating—it would be outright dangerous.
“I’m not asking you, brat!”
Masatsuki Aozaki drew his Zanpakutō from his waist and gave i...
2025-04-16 11:42:11 +0000 UTC
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“Well done, Kūgo,” the nobleman said softly, watching the young man in his Shihakushō and nodding in satisfaction.
Kūgo Ginjō raised the Asauchi in his hand, clenched his fist, and felt the power surging through his body.
“Now, will you finally tell me... just who you really are?”
“Well... I suppose it doesn’t matter if I do,” the nobleman said, glancing at the bloodstains on the Zanpakutō with a look of distaste before flicking them onto the ground.
2025-04-16 11:41:37 +0000 UTC
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Following the markers, Minato led his team to where Rōshi and Kitsuchi lay.
The two were stretched out on the ground, surrounded by several Iwa medical-nin who had been pulled from the battlefield early. To Iwa, nothing was more important than their survival.
One was a Jinchūriki, the other the son of the Tsuchikage—losing either of them would be an unbearable blow to the village.
"How are they?"
Minato stepped forward, his voice carrying a note of sincere concern....
2025-04-16 11:29:51 +0000 UTC
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"Yes, Lord Minato."
Under the cover of their comrades, two Iwa-nin swiftly retreated from the battlefield, carrying Rōshi and Kitsuchi on their backs as they ran.
As they moved, they fumbled through their ninja pouches, pulling out the last of their military ration pills and stuffing them into the mouths of their unconscious leaders.
They couldn’t imagine what would become of their squad if both Rōshi and Kitsuchi were to die here.
With anxious hearts, the two Iwa-...
2025-04-16 11:29:05 +0000 UTC
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“The sea is my domain.”
“The seawater is my strength.”
“Summoning Technique!”
The Third Mizukage whispered softly, then directly bit his finger in the seawater, instantly activating the summoning.
White smoke exploded underwater, and a pitch-black creature emerged.
Seeing it appear, relief flashed through the Third Mizukage's eyes.
“Now, Hague, devour him!”
“Roar!”
Above the sea, Kazuyama had just finished releasing his Torre...
2025-04-16 11:19:06 +0000 UTC
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Who the hell was that?!
Someone actually had the nerve to ambush him—Kazuyama—and the scale of this technique was seriously over the top. Water Release? No, this had already gone beyond that. At this level, it had to be Sea Release. Sure, they were near the coast, so the enemy had the terrain advantage, but to pull off a Water Release of this magnitude...
Kazuyama’s heart sank. That kind of sudden attack clearly wasn’t improvised—it had been planned in advance.
“...
2025-04-16 11:18:22 +0000 UTC
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World of the Living.
Amidst an expanse of ancient buildings stretching as far as the eye could see, Masatsuki Aozaki walked through the streets, clad in a black cloak, quietly taking in his surroundings.
It had been three days since he left Soul Society.
Fortunately, he was known for slipping away under various excuses, so disappearing for a few days at a time wasn’t anything unusual.
“This era is so outdated… The entertainment options are way too dull.”
...
2025-04-15 23:47:35 +0000 UTC
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“Damn it! He didn’t fall for it!”
Garp gritted his teeth in frustration and let out a disgruntled snort.
Ever since the fall of the Rocks era, he’d been chasing Roger across the seas—from the East Blue to the Grand Line, and from there into the New World.
There were several times on land when he had cornered Roger into a desperate position, but each time, the carefully crafted battle plans by Tsuru and Sengoku had been ruined by Rayleigh's timely interventions.
...
2025-04-15 23:38:55 +0000 UTC
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Vice Admiral Garp’s gloating laughter cracked through the air like a cold iron whip, lashing across Roger’s face with a searing sting.
“Garp, you bastard!!”
As the stunned stares of Marines and pirates alike locked onto him, Roger’s face flushed red, then paled. His eyes were bloodshot, and he nearly coughed up blood.
“Looks like you really do like red... Roger! Hahahahaha!!”
Garp winked exaggeratedly as his fist, cloaked in wild Haki, smashed mercilessly...
2025-04-15 23:38:09 +0000 UTC
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