An hour after Zhi Cheng Jianba's death was confirmed, inside the 1st Division barracks.
The Captain Commander of the Gotei 13, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, struck the floor forcefully with his cane, making a 'clang' sound.
The Captains who had received the summons were gathered before him.
Except for Ukitake, who was absent due to illness, all the other Captains were present.
Ukitake Jushiro—the first Captain since the True Spirit Arts Academy was founded, and Yamamoto's direct disciple. However, Ukitake's health was poor, and he was often bedridden with illness. All divisional matters were handled by his Lieutenant, Kaien Shiba.
Seeing that most of the Captains had gathered, Yamamoto decided to begin the meeting.
The Captain Commander cleared his throat, allowing the Eleventh Kenpachi to enter.
Lin Feng, dressed in white, walked into the division headquarters.
Retsu Unohana, Shunsui Kyoraku, and Isshin Shiba all changed their expressions upon seeing the young man's attire.
Aizen Sōsuke maintained his usual faint smile.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi yawned, seemingly completely uninterested in the matters of the Eleventh Division.
"Who is this suddenly appearing young man? Why doesn't he have a Zanpakuto?"
Isshin Shiba, who had just become the Captain of the 10th Division, asked Kyoraku, who was wearing a Hawaiian shirt next to him.
"Hmm, I heard he's from the worst-Public Security street. As per custom, he killed the current Kenpachi, Ghost Rock Castle, and thus inherited the Captain's position and the title of Kenpachi..." Kyoraku said in a leisurely tone.
Compared to the two Captains who spoke with a gossipy tone, the usually amiable Retsu Unohana's expression appeared quite gloomy.
At this moment, the Captain Commander slightly opened his eyes and spoke with a somewhat solemn tone:
"I'll ask directly—boy, why do you want to be a Captain of the Gotei 13?"
Hearing Yamamoto's question, Lin Feng rubbed his nose with a wry smile:
"That's a bit of a difficult question to answer... I could list a bunch of noble reasons... But, to be honest, the most important reason is to live a good life and get paid. Otherwise, who would work for free for the nobles?"
As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, he immediately felt a cold gaze.
Especially Retsu Unohana, who glared at Lin Feng with killing intent. Anyone else would have been scared stiff by the high-ranking Captain's pressure, but Lin Feng was completely unaffected.
Seeing Lin Feng's frivolous demeanor, Retsu Unohana already regretted the rules she had set.
Her ideal 'Kenpachi' was someone whose swordsmanship had reached its peak, who fed on violence, drank blood, and far surpassed ordinary Shinigami.
But the young man before her became Kenpachi only for better material enjoyment; his very existence completely contradicted 'Kenpachi'.
Captain Yamamoto ignored the resentful aura emanating from the First Kenpachi and continued to ask, "How did you defeat Captain Ghost Rock Castle? Did you use a special ability of your Zanpakuto?"
Although Lin Feng was not a Shinigami, he might have obtained a deceased Shinigami's Asauchi outside and developed his own Bankai.
"I don't have a Zanpakuto. As you can see." Lin Feng patted his empty waist.
Then the Captain Commander asked various questions such as "Who taught you your martial arts?" and "How did your spiritual power, which was less than twenty-fifth rank during the battle, reach third rank now?"
Lin Feng then made up various stories to dismiss Captain Yamamoto.
The old man's face turned almost green with anger at Lin Feng's nonchalance. However, no matter what, Lin Feng was the one who personally killed Ghost Rock Castle. So, regardless of his origin, whether he was a Shinigami, or how many lives he had taken, according to the rules, he was the next Kenpachi.
After the meeting ended, Lin Feng leisurely left the 1st Division headquarters.
"How can the Captain Commander accept this young man who is completely devoid of justice?"
Komamura, wearing a mask, asked in surprise, based on his understanding of Yamamoto.
Kyoraku sighed and said:
"Those who inherit the title of 'Kenpachi', the strongest Shinigami, are granted such willful privileges. The Tenth Kenpachi, Ghost Rock Castle, was also a person of terrible character."
In other words, the name "Kenpachi" was an invisible privilege within the Seireitei.
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After becoming the Captain of the Eleventh Division, Lin Feng received his Captain's haori and an unnamed Asauchi, then began to stroll around the Seireitei.
"First, I'll buy a house in the Seireitei."
Although the Eleventh Division had Captain's quarters, the Captain's quarters and the squad members' quarters were only separated by a sliding door.
Normally, Captains and Lieutenants would be allocated detached houses that could be called mansions. But the Eleventh Division clearly did not fall within the normal scope.
So, if Lin Feng wanted to do something bad with a girl in the future, the Captain's quarters wouldn't do. Therefore, he had to have his own house in the Seireitei!
Although he could conjure a villa in an instant if he had an empty plot of land, it was better to be a bit low-key when in the Shinigami's territory, so he could only buy an existing house.
The Seireitei was vast, as large as Japan in the Human World. But the best areas had already been occupied by the great nobles. Every great noble owned a very spacious estate.
Of course, this did not include the Shiba family among the nobles. Although the Shiba family had not yet fallen to the Rukongai, the ostracized Shiba family was already living in the streets of minor nobles.
"Oh, isn't this Lin Feng? You've already completed the Captain transfer ceremony so quickly?" Matsumoto Rangiku, with a flushed face and smelling of alcohol, leaned over. "Seeing you leisurely strolling around, I didn't expect you to be slacking off on your first day."
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm officially promoted to Captain tomorrow. Right now, I'm planning to buy a luxurious mansion." Lin Feng stated what he was going to do. He remembered that Rangiku's job was patrolling the streets, so it was a good opportunity to ask her for some advice.
"Buy... buy a house?!" Rangiku covered her mouth and laughed, "Haha... don't try to fool me, houses here are terribly expensive. Even with a Captain's salary, you'd have to save for ten years without eating or drinking to afford one."
Of course, considering the Shinigami's lifespan of several centuries, ten years was not that long.
"Lieutenant Matsumoto, don't underestimate me." Lin Feng chuckled, pulling out a bag from his pocket. When opened, it was full of gleaming gold.
Rangiku's beautiful eyes immediately widened. She never expected Lin Feng, who came from Rukongai, to be so rich. The golden light filled Rangiku's eyes.
She instinctively touched her own shriveled wallet at her waist. The five or six coins inside were all the savings she had accumulated over the years.
Rangiku, whose money-loving nature burst forth, immediately suggested to Lin Feng where to buy a good house. Don't let the Onee-san's enthusiasm fool you; what she was thinking was how to squeeze this month's alcohol money out of Lin Feng.
The two spent an afternoon shopping and bought a 200-square-meter mansion on the outskirts of the Eastern District.
Now that she had helped Lin Feng buy a house, Rangiku should go back and help Isshin Shiba organize documents.
As if!
Isshin Shiba, despite being a Captain, always slacked off and pushed his work onto her, without even giving her overtime pay. Well, now he could stay up all night looking at documents by himself.
Moreover, she could also take advantage of Lin Feng being immersed in the joy of moving in to get some alcohol money from him, which was simply killing two birds with one stone.
Matsumoto Rangiku proudly stretched her shoulders, her ample bosom threatening to burst from her loose clothing, noticing Lin Feng's gaze drift over.
Matsumoto Rangiku smiled triumphantly, tucking a strand of short hair behind her ear, and asked, "Lin Feng, what do you think of that izakaya over there?"
Following the Onee-san's finger, he saw only a resplendent hotel.
"Eh? If it's that izakaya, it looks quite expensive, doesn't it?"
"What? Captain Lin, can't you afford it?" Rangiku lightly licked the corner of her mouth, a half-smile on her face, and winked charmingly.
Among the Shinigami, there was no dispute that the most captivating was the Lieutenant before him! Rangiku merely cast a simple enchanting glance, and Lin Feng felt his bones almost melt!
The Onee-san lightly pulled open the collar of her chest, instantly revealing a expanse of fair, smooth neck and a bottomless cleavage.
What a vixen! When I get the chance, I'll definitely squeeze those wicked things until they burst!
After Lin Feng was pulled into the izakaya by her, they arrived at a private room. The two knelt on the tatami mats. Lin Feng casually ordered two plates of sushi, while Rangiku, surprisingly, sat down and immediately ordered four bottles of foreign liquor.
"Drinking this much, will you still be able to work tomorrow?"
"Don't worry, my alcohol tolerance is excellent. And we're drinking together, it's fine."
Rangiku picked up a bottle and filled Lin Feng's cup, then insisted on toasting with him. Enjoying the high-grade liquor, and on someone else's dime, the Onee-san grew happier with each sip, her charming cheeks flushed with two patches of red.
"Phew~ That feels great!"
Rangiku, now in high spirits, drank very generously. After clinking glasses with Lin Feng, she directly downed the entire cup, not considering the consequences at all.
An hour later, the two were on the verge of finishing all four bottles of foreign liquor. It had to be said, Matsumoto Rangiku's alcohol tolerance was quite impressive. Two bottles of foreign liquor down, and she was only slightly tipsy.
Lin Feng felt a cold sweat, secretly. If he let this Onee-san continue drinking, she might really drink until dawn.
So, Lin Feng, while the other party wasn't paying attention, pulled out a bottle of system-customized fine wine from under the table.
She had only drunk about half a bottle when Rangiku felt her head spinning and a wave of heat surge through her body. "Ah... so hot..."
Rangiku's pretty face was already covered in fine sweat, and the fair skin spilling from her chest shimmered with an alluring luster due to the perspiration.
"Alright, you're already drunk."
Lin Feng stood up, ready to snatch the wine glass from her hand, looking as if he was afraid of her getting too drunk.
"Ah... no... I can still drink! I'm not drunk, you... give it back to me!"
Rangiku, who loved alcohol like her life, was drinking such fine wine for the first time in her life. Even if she couldn't go to work tomorrow, Rangiku accepted it.
So Rangiku stood up, intending to snatch the cup from Lin Feng's hand.
Perhaps she stood up too quickly, and the drunkenness rapidly surged to her brain. The Onee-san's legs wobbled, and she fell forward.
Seeing her swaying precariously, Lin Feng immediately stepped forward to support her.
However, something unexpected happened. Lin Feng's robust body was easily knocked over by Rangiku.
In an instant, the two fell to the ground, Lin Feng holding Rangiku's waist in a very ambiguous position as they landed on the tatami mat.
Lin Feng's large hand 'accidentally' slipped into Rangiku's open chest, and his hand, by chance, slid along her clothing and perfectly grasped her enormous breasts, which were comparable in size to a soccer ball.
"So smooth, so soft! Rangiku's chest is really well-developed."
Lin Feng's palm squeezed slightly, and his five fingers completely sank into the soft flesh, his mind couldn't help but stir with excitement.
When their four eyes met, Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. The usually charming and alluring blonde Onee-san was now blushing and a little flustered.
She had only intended to sponge some drinks, but she hadn't expected to be molested by Lin Feng, and feeling a strong sensation as Lin Feng's palm touched her right breast, a tingling numbness like an electric current running through her nipple.
"H-how annoying... that place... no, you can't."
The blonde Onee-san's pretty face was burning hot as she tried to stand up.
However, Lin Feng placed one hand on the back of Rangiku's head, tilted his head, and kissed her beautiful lips.
The Onee-san's first kiss was thus unexpectedly stolen. This kiss was so sudden that it made her brain crash.
Lin Feng's tongue also took the opportunity to invade her mouth, teasing the Onee-san's fragrant tongue.
"Mmm... mmm mmm..."
Their lips intertwined, Rangiku's lips were soft, like cotton candy. Lin Feng's tongue also wrapped around the base of her tongue.
Goochie~ Goochie~
Their tongues twisted tightly together like a braid. When they separated, a transparent silver thread still connected their tongues.
"Sorry, it's because Rangiku is too beautiful, so I couldn't hold back," Lin Feng said affectionately.
"How was it, did you like it? You bad guy, I already knew what you were thinking."
Matsumoto Rangiku was startled, and her drunkenness subsided somewhat. Thinking that she had been taken advantage of so thoroughly, the exasperated Onee-san bit Lin Feng's shoulder hard.
"Ow, ow... be gentle."
Although it didn't hurt at all, Lin Feng still frowned tightly and cried out in pain.
"It's supposed to hurt! Let's see if you dare to take advantage of your grandma again!"
After biting Lin Feng, Rangiku puffed out her cheeks and ran back towards the Tenth Division Lieutenant's dormitory. Before leaving, she didn't forget to take Lin Feng's half-empty bottle of wine with her.