Help! I am bound to Aizen!-Chapter 200

Chapter 200

In the following days, Kaelith worked closely with Aizen to refine the “unfinished space” he’d presented.

First, using various Kidō, they stabilized and fixed the shadow domain into a semi-permanent structure. Once it was reasonably secure, they started bringing in materials and equipment from the Soul Society, gradually furnishing this secret Hueco Mundo laboratory.

Half a month later, the lab was finally taking shape. Kuchiki Kyōka, floating gently inside a large, pillar-like containment cylinder, had a stable new home at last. Aizen looked on with satisfaction.

But this quiet life didn’t last long.

One afternoon, Kaelith returned from Hueco Mundo to the Soul Society, taking a less-traveled route back to the Second Division as usual. Near the Technical Bureau, Soifon suddenly appeared beside him in a flash step.

“Kaelith-sama, the Head Captain commands you to report to the First Division immediately!”

Kaelith paused. “When was this?”

“About a cup of tea’s time ago,” Soifon replied crisply. “I searched the places you frequent, couldn’t find you, and was about to check the hot springs in Rukongai when I saw you return.”

Kaelith nodded. Good, only about ten minutes late. Not too bad. He made a mental note to have Aizen craft a device for cross-realm communication next time. That would make it easier for Yoruichi and Soifon to reach him quickly if something urgent came up.

Having decided on that, he headed straight for the First Division.

…

“Idiot!!!!”

In the First Division barracks, Yamamoto’s roar shook the sky. Passing Shinigami flinched at the sound, but quickly went on with their duties. They were used to this by now—ever since Kaelith became Yamamoto’s disciple, these outbursts were not uncommon.

In the study, Yamamoto glared at Kaelith, beard bristling.

“As a Third Seat of the Second Division’s Onmitsukidō, you dare leave your post during duty hours?! Unbelievable! Explain yourself!”

Kaelith scratched his head, thinking for two seconds before replying, “…I was contributing to scientific progress?”

“?”

Yamamoto’s brow twitched. He wanted to scold Kaelith’s nonsense, but after a moment’s thought, he remembered that Kaelith’s antics often did relate to research. The Second Division’s Technical Bureau was expanding every day, with Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi recruiting more talent—even some members from other Divisions volunteered to help after hours. Their side projects were already producing small but useful results.

More and more Shinigami were starting to believe that, in terms of technology, the Second Division had surpassed the Twelfth. Even Yamamoto couldn’t deny that Kaelith had achieved something noteworthy.

After pondering a bit, the old man shook his head. “It’s good to have a heart for advancement. Technological progress can benefit the Soul Society. But at the end of the day, our order is maintained by strength. Others may focus on side paths, but you are different. You have the potential to surpass even me and become the strongest Shinigami. You should focus on developing yourself—”

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Halfway through his earnest lecture, Yamamoto noticed Kaelith’s half-asleep look and felt his blood pressure spike again.

“Fool! Pay attention!!”

The thunderous roar echoed through the First Division once more.

…

With Kaelith in tow, Yamamoto, followed by Chōjirō Sasakibe, headed to the Fourth Division. Kaelith was puzzled. Why bring him here?

That confusion vanished when he saw who lay on the sickbed: Muguruma Kensei, the Ninth Division Captain.

A Captain-level Shinigami was down. Kaelith was surprised but didn’t feel it was some unimaginable catastrophe. The one examining Kensei was the Fourth Division’s Lieutenant, Yamada Seinosuke.

Seeing Kaelith, Yamada snorted, “What are you doing here, you lazy—!? Head Captain, sir!” He cut himself off mid-taunt, hurriedly bowing as Yamamoto entered.

Kaelith responded by making smug faces at his old schoolmate, silently enjoying the gap in their positions now. Yamada Seinosuke fumed inwardly, but with Yamamoto present, he could do nothing.

Yamamoto spoke up, “Lieutenant Yamada, how is he?”

“Head Captain, Kensei’s injuries have stabilized. His life isn’t in danger anymore,” Seinosuke reported. “But as for when he’ll wake, that depends on his recovery.”

Yamamoto nodded. Sasakibe then explained the situation to Kaelith:

Not long ago, Kensei and Love Aikawa were sent to the Living World to handle the Quincy who hunted Hollows. However, their orders were too forceful, and some Quincy took offense. Despite the majority still cooperating, a small but vocal group resisted, claiming they no longer needed to follow the Soul Society’s rules.

After repeated failed negotiations, Kensei lost his patience. Believing the Quincy were deliberately stalling, he unleashed his reiatsu to intimidate them. But the radical Quincies had set a trap. The moment he flared his spiritual pressure, dozens of Quincy arrows rained from every direction, and a special formation suppressed his power. Caught off guard, Kensei was hit by over a dozen arrows. If not for Love saving him, Kensei might have died on the spot.

Now, a large number of Shinigami were heading to the Living World, with more squads assembling. War was on the brink of erupting.

After Sasakibe’s explanation, Yamamoto turned to Kaelith.

“Kaelith,” he said, voice heavy. “From this moment, I appoint you in charge of the Quincy situation in the Living World. Once the reinforcements are gathered, you will lead them there.”

Yamamoto narrowed his eyes, reiatsu pressing like a stormcloud.

“Make the Quincy pay,” he said. “Show them a price so steep they’ll never dare bare their fangs at the Soul Society again.”