BLEACH: SURVIVAL SYSTEM

Although Soul Society responded swiftly, by the time all arrangements were finalized, it was already past midnight.

This delay not only gave Akira ample time to recover but even allowed him to wait for the lottery to appear.

[Congratulations to the Host for successfully surviving one day! You have earned a lottery reward!]

Seeing the system prompt, Akira felt an unprecedented sense of anticipation.

"This is the reward I got after battling Aizen… I wonder how valuable it will be?"

Although an increase in survival difficulty only slightly boosted his lottery chances, Akira estimated that his odds today were so high that he had a 90% chance of drawing something valuable.

After all, in his recent battle, Aizen had proven himself as cunning as ever. If Akira hadn't relied on his Three Tomoe Sharingan to catch Aizen off guard, he might have lost Kyōka Suigetsu on the spot.

Facing an opponent as dangerous as Aizen, if he had lost, there was no doubt Aizen would have eliminated him without hesitation.

Fortunately, the final result was that Akira emerged victorious.

"Let's start the lottery!"

As he gave the command, a bright turntable materialized and began to spin.

After a few moments, the system prompt appeared:

[Congratulations to the Host for drawing the peak-level "Fusion Talent"!]

"???"

Staring at the unexpected reward, Akira was momentarily confused.

Fusion Talent? What the hell is this?

"Wait… could it be that there's still a small chance of getting something subpar? No… this is a peak-level ability, it has to be amazing!"

Recalling the immense power of Reiatsu at its peak, Akira sensed that this skill had great potential.

Closing his eyes to perceive the change, he immediately noticed the difference.

As he focused his mind, his thoughts became clearer, and his comprehension of various techniques deepened.

More importantly, this newfound understanding centered on… how to seamlessly combine different abilities.

Previously, his various power systems had trouble working together efficiently.

Now, with this peak-level talent, Akira felt that integrating his abilities was no longer an issue.

"It's subtle… Definitely a good skill, but it's a shame it won't instantly boost my combat power."

He sighed softly.

While he could already feel new insights and strategies forming every second, these would take time to refine and master.

But before he could focus on that, a more pressing issue arose.

"They're here..."

Through his Observation Haki, Akira detected multiple figures approaching rapidly.

Rising to his feet, he walked straight to the door.

…

Meanwhile, on the rooftops of the Seireitei, two high-speed Shinigami led a formation of several hundred figures in pursuit.

The operation was a joint effort:

The Second Division acted as the vanguard, while the Tenth Division provided patrol support.

The leaders of the operation were undoubtedly the Captain of the Second Division, Soi Fon, and the Captain of the Tenth Division, Hitsugaya Tōshirō.

"I didn't expect that man to do such a thing…!"

Hitsugaya's face was dark with anger. He recalled how Hinamori Momo, the Vice-Captain of the Fifth Division and his childhood friend, had wept uncontrollably. The sight of her tear-streaked face flashed through his mind, fueling his rage.

Hinamori had always admired Aizen, and now, his supposed death had left a devastating impact on her. The emotional wound would not heal easily.

"It's because of what he did that we need to be even more cautious."

Soi Fon spoke coldly. "Leaving your Vice-Captain behind was a mistake."

"You didn't bring yours either," Hitsugaya countered.

Soi Fon scoffed. "Omaeda? That fool is more concerned with food, money, and his family's business than actual combat. He'd only be a hindrance."

"And yet, Matsumoto is different," Hitsugaya pointed out. "She's a highly capable Vice-Captain, skilled in battle."

"Don't get me wrong, Omaeda isn't weak," Hitsugaya added, shaking his head. "But bringing Vice-Captains wasn't necessary. With Aizen's death and Tōsen's disappearance, the Seireitei is in chaos. The workload for each division is overwhelming. Someone with high authority needs to manage it, and apart from me, the Vice-Captain is the only one who can."

Soi Fon didn't argue. She could already picture Matsumoto Rangiku drowning in paperwork, sighing in frustration.

"What's more," Hitsugaya continued, "the two of us alone are enough to take down this criminal."

Soi Fon frowned. "Even after he defeated three captains?"

"That's right," Hitsugaya replied firmly. "He only won because he fought them one-on-one. But this time, he's facing two captains at once."

"Not to mention, we brought hundreds of subordinates to back us up. If we still fail, it would be a disgrace to my title as the wielder of the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō!"

He cast a sharp glance at Soi Fon. "Or… do you lack confidence?"

"Ha! Don't be ridiculous!" Soi Fon retorted, her voice laced with pride. "I've surpassed Shihouin Yoruichi! I can handle him myself if necessary."

Both captains had unshakable pride, and their confidence in victory was absolute.

One was the youngest prodigy in Gotei 13 history, wielding the most powerful ice Zanpakutō. The other was the stealth force commander who believed she had surpassed the legendary Flash Goddess herself.

"But before anything else," Soi Fon added, "the biggest problem is… where will he try to escape?"

Hitsugaya narrowed his eyes. "That's why we're starting at his residence. He must have left some clues."

"Besides, the Seireitei is on complete lockdown. He has nowhere to run. Once we find him, we'll strike immediately."

As they spoke, they arrived at the courtyard of their target.

But to their surprise, he wasn't hiding—he was standing right at the entrance, waiting for them.

There was no sign of panic, no desperate attempt to flee.

Instead, he wore a calm, knowing smile.

"Welcome," he said smoothly. "They actually sent the two of you to capture me? What misfortune… for you."

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