The world of Bleach.
Soul Society, Seireitei.
Looking at the Chat Group's messages, Aizen Sōsuke was utterly speechless.
Who was the group member who joined? Was it necessary for the Group Leader to guard them so heavily?
"Oh my, Captain Aizen, you're spacing out again."
Ichimaru Gin's foxy smile gave off a very false impression.
"I was thinking about something."
"Is that so?" Ichimaru Gin chuckled, "Captain Aizen, when I passed by the Tenth Division just now, I heard something interesting."
"Oh? Something that you find interesting must be quite unusual, wouldn't you say?" Aizen turned around, looking at Ichimaru Gin, who was standing at the doorway wearing the 3rd Division haori.
"Indeed, Captain Aizen's faked death might be exposed very soon, you never know."
Ichimaru Gin's false smile carried a hint of mockery, "Your Vice Captain, after escaping from prison, handed the letter you wrote to her to the Tenth Division Captain, and the content of your letter… Tsk tsk~ Captain Aizen, you truly have a twisted sense of humor."
"They are most likely on their way to Central 46 right now."
"I see, it's her… If I think about it that way, yes, it's quite interesting."
Aizen Sōsuke glanced at the Chat Group's public screen.
He could only see that the live broadcast had begun.
However, all the information on it was blocked, and he couldn't even enter the live broadcast room.
"Since they are rushing to Central 46, let's wait here!"
At this moment, the three people, led by Hitsugaya Tōshirō, were heading towards Central 46.
They were running non-stop.
They wanted to know the truth about Aizen Sōsuke.
Catching a glimpse of Hinamori Momo, who had been silent, Hitsugaya Tōshirō couldn't help but say:
"Hinamori Momo, the letter is fake, or someone forged it. There's no way I would kill Captain Aizen."
"Mm, I believe Tōshirō. The content of the letter… is fake."
Hinamori Momo's voice was somewhat deep, and her emotions seemed very low.
"Are you alright, Hinamori Momo?"
Matsumoto Rangiku looked worriedly at the Vice Captain of the 5th Division.
She knew very well that Hitsugaya Tōshirō and Hinamori Momo were essentially childhood friends.
"How about you go back to the barracks and wait?" Matsumoto Rangiku tentatively suggested.
"No need. I want to know the truth about this matter as soon as possible… for example, Captain Aizen."
During their conversation, the three arrived at Central 46.
After pushing open the door.
They only saw the sages lying on the ground, and the slightly pungent smell of blood lingering in the air.
"Th-this is…" Hitsugaya Tōshirō's expression changed slightly as he checked the situation.
"The time of death was long ago, not in the last two days."
At this moment, the Vice Captain of the 3rd Division, standing at the main entrance on the high platform, glanced at the few people below, and then left.
"Wait!"
Hitsugaya Tōshirō and the others quickly chased after him.
After chasing for a while, they were about to catch up.
"Didn't Hinamori Momo come with you?" Kira Izuru stopped.
"What!?"
Hearing this, the two who were chasing Kira Izuru were startled.
They only then realized that out of the three who came, one was now missing.
"Damn it!"
What on earth was Hinamori Momo doing?
"Rangiku, I'll leave this to you."
With that, Hitsugaya Tōshirō turned and returned to Central 46.
Watching her Captain leave, Matsumoto Rangiku frowned deeply: "Vice Captain of the 3rd Division, what do you intend to do?"
"This is the Captain's order, to stall you."
"Ichimaru Gin's order?"
Matsumoto Rangiku looked flustered, vaguely feeling that something bad was about to happen.
It was as if she was caught in a huge vortex.
On the other side,
Hinamori Momo was still in shock from the sight of the dead sages in Central 46.
The Captain of the 3rd Division, Ichimaru Gin, suddenly appeared behind her.
"We meet again, Vice-Captain Hinamori."
"It's you, Ichimaru Gin!"
Hinamori Momo turned around, pulling out her Zanpakuto with a wary expression, "You forged Captain Aizen's letter, didn't you?"
"Forged?"
"I see, that's what you think." Ichimaru Gin was startled, then quickly reacted, revealing his foxy smile again, "Speaking of which, Captain Aizen isn't dead!"
"What, what did you say? Captain Aizen… isn't dead?"
"Yes, if you want to know the truth, follow me." Ichimaru Gin turned and walked out of the door, seemingly not at all worried that Hinamori Momo wouldn't follow.
"I…" Hinamori Momo hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and stepped to follow him.
"Hehe, how pitiful! I'm very curious to see your expression when you learn the truth."
Ichimaru Gin shook his head, thinking to himself.
Since he was an undercover agent, he shouldn't have unnecessary pity.
However, Captain Aizen really did go too far!
He deceived his Vice Captain for hundreds of years, and even the night before he executed his plan, he found a blanket to cover his Vice Captain, fearing she would catch a cold.
Not long after, Ichimaru Gin led Hinamori Momo to a not-so-spacious, dark room.
Footsteps came from outside.
Hinamori Momo subconsciously looked towards the doorway.
A man with glasses on his nose, wearing a white wide-sleeved haori, stood at the entrance.
"Long time no see, Vice-Captain Hinamori."
"Captain Aizen."
Aizen Sōsuke heard the tremor in Hinamori Momo's voice.
It was caused by excitement.
His eyes, behind his glasses, narrowed slightly as he observed Hinamori Momo for a moment.
"It's not her then…"
Hinamori Momo couldn't possibly have such acting skills.
No, he still needed to confirm. It was too early to draw conclusions now.
Aizen spoke in a gentle and caring tone: "I'm sorry for making you worry."
However, Hinamori Momo rushed over and hugged Aizen.
"No, it's alright… It's alright now, as long as Captain is alive, I don't care about anything else."
Two clear streams of tears flowed down Hinamori Momo's cheeks like a waterfall, continuously pouring, even wetting Aizen's haori.
"So it's not her, what a pity…"
Aizen murmured, slowly lowering one hand from Hinamori Momo's back.
Hinamori Momo was still crying in Aizen's arms.
It seemed that seeing Aizen Sōsuke alive again was all she wished for.
Aizen's hand slowly rested on his Zanpakuto.
"Ugh—"
The next second, Kyōka Suigetsu pierced through Hinamori Momo's chest.
A section of the blade tip emerged from her back, and the shihakusho on her back was stained crimson.
"Cough—"
Hinamori Momo coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggling to look up at Aizen Sōsuke's cold face.
"Wh-why…"
Her trembling hands slowly fell, touching Kyōka Suigetsu's blade.
"Hinamori Momo, admiration is the furthest emotion from understanding."
"The Captain Aizen you knew never existed from the start."
Kyōka Suigetsu was pulled from Hinamori Momo's chest, and crimson blood instantly stained the front of Hinamori Momo's shihakusho.
Her heart pierced, Hinamori Momo collapsed to the ground, powerless.
"Oh my, how frightening!" Ichimaru Gin feigned a look of fear.
"Let's go, Gin. If we don't leave now, someone might come."
Aizen Sōsuke glanced at the young woman bleeding profusely on the ground, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.
If it wasn't Hinamori Momo, then who could it be?