At this time, a group of people had already gathered here, talking and laughing, their joyful voices rising and falling.
These people, without exception, were Fullbringers, possessing abilities and powers beyond ordinary humans.
And this "bar" was actually the location of their Executive Department, and also the base of the Eleventh Division's Human World Special Forces!
The construction of this bar was inseparable from the strong support of the Eleventh Division and the Seireitei.
After Ginjō Kūgo became an officially recognized Substitute Shinigami of the Seireitei, the Executive Department was completely rebuilt and transformed into the Human World Special Forces.
As the direct superior leading organization, the Eleventh Division naturally had to support the construction of its subordinate Squad.
After careful design and renovation, this place not only became a venue for team members to relax, socialize, and conduct daily training, but also an important gathering point before they carried out missions.
At this moment, as the black-haired youth walked into the bar, he immediately drew the attention of others.
Among them, a gaunt old man with meticulously combed hair cast his gaze upon him and greeted him coldly:
"You're here, Tsukishima."
The black-haired youth, called Tsukishima, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a gentle smile, and nodded lightly, with only a hint of imperceptible coldness flashing in his eyes.
After his deep eyes scanned the room, he looked towards another elaborately decorated room, and asked softly, not knowing what he was thinking:
"Is Captain Kūgo in?"
The old man nodded slightly, pointing to the closed door next to them, and replied expressionlessly:
"I just saw him go in and he hasn't come out, so he should still be inside."
"Then I'll go find him."
Shūkuro responded politely, then turned and walked towards the door.
Just as he was about to continue forward, the old man's cold voice came from behind him:
"Today's patrol is my responsibility, I'm leaving first."
With that, the old man walked towards the door with an indifferent expression.
However, as the door slowly opened, a hint of terror flashed in the old man's eyes, and his body involuntarily recoiled a few steps.
Within his sight, two tall women stood outside the door.
One of the women had long golden hair; her demeanor was as cold as ice, giving off an unapproachable aura.
The other woman was relatively less "cold," but her long green hair, cascading to her waist, was particularly striking.
Additionally, she had a rose-colored horizontal facial marking, which added a touch of mystery and uniqueness to her.
However, none of this was the main point.
What truly mattered was the powerful Spiritual Pressure emanating from both of them.
That Spiritual Pressure was extremely heavy, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Just looking directly at them was enough to make the old man feel dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.
This oppressive feeling made his body and Souls instinctively begin to tremble.
"You… who are you?"
The old man nervously looked at the two expressionless women in front of him, his legs giving out as he fell to the ground.
At this moment, the others in the room also noticed what was happening.
Expressions of terror appeared on their faces as they all retreated, their eyes filled with fear.
They would not mock the old man's cowardice.
Because prostrating oneself before such power was a natural thing to do.
Even before they had begun to act, everyone's bodies were already swaying, ready to collapse at any moment.
Harribel and Nelliel frowned slightly in distress, sensing the fear of the crowd.
With Aozaki Reiji's long-term help, their Spiritual Pressure had recently reached the ultimate realm of a Hollow, and since it hadn't been long, they couldn't control it very well yet.
Although they tried their best to restrain it, they didn't expect these people still couldn't bear it.
"Intruders, someone's intruding!"
Someone shouted, but before he could finish two sentences, he was interrupted.
"Alright, everyone calm down, they are not intruders."
Everyone looked back and saw the black-haired youth who had just entered the adjacent room now walking out.
He bowed slightly, a respectful and fawning smile on his face, and after bowing to the two women, he spoke:
"Two Lords, please come in, Captain Kūgo is waiting for you inside."
Then, he gently pushed open the door, and Harribel and Nelliel stepped inside.
A faint fragrance permeated the room, and several exquisite paintings hung on the walls, making the entire space elegant and serene.
A middle-aged man sat behind a spacious desk.
He had neat, medium-short hair combed back to his neck, slightly hooked eyebrows above his broad forehead forming a wide brow tail, and a pair of deep brown eyes revealing a mysterious light.
He was tall and robust, wearing a black coat with a fur collar, and a delicate silver cross necklace around his neck.
This person was the leader of the Executive Department, and also the captain of the Eleventh Division's Human World Special Forces—the Substitute Shinigami Ginjō Kūgo.
"Two Lords, may I ask what brings you here today?"
Ginjō Kūgo's voice was low and gentle, but it carried a hint of flattery.
A flicker of disgust crossed Harribel and Nelliel's eyes.
They had already heard from Reiji that this was a deeply cunning and ambitious man.
Now seeing his behavior, it further confirmed that Reiji's words were true.
A Substitute Shinigami and Fullbringer with First Class Spiritual Pressure acting so lowly was truly surprising.
This behavior showed no trace of the dignity a strong person should possess.
Even the two Vasto Lorde Arrancar who had once served under Aizen would not have been so obsequious when facing Aizen.
Ginjō Kūgo extended his hand, intending to shake hands with the two people in front of him.
However, Harribel and Nelliel remained motionless, narrowing their eyes with disgust, as if the person before them made them extremely uncomfortable.
Ginjō Kūgo could only give an awkward smile and sheepishly withdrew his hand.
"We don't have time to waste with you. You should have already received Reiji-sama's order!"
Harribel said with an icy tone, her voice as chilling as a cold wind, sending shivers down one's spine.
"If you've forgotten, I can remind you again. Ginjō Kūgo, hand over the Reio's fragments!"
Harribel's gaze was as sharp as a sword, piercing directly into Ginjō Kūgo, as if to see through him.
"Why?! I collected all of these with great effort."
Ginjō Kūgo's face instantly darkened, his fawning expression quickly receding, replaced by a ferocious look.
He slammed his hands on the table, making a crisp sound, and roared through gritted teeth:
"You can't just take away my achievements like this! Not even Aozaki Reiji can!!"
Nelliel snorted lightly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.
"Don't forget, you are inherently Reiji-sama's subordinate; everything you have belongs to Reiji-sama."
Her voice was cold and firm, leaving no room for doubt.
"Moreover, how many Fullbringers from the Special Forces have you privately hunted over the years? Harming comrades is a grave sin."
Nelliel's words struck Ginjō Kūgo's heart like a heavy hammer, causing him to tremble.
"Reiji-sama did not punish you because he wanted to give you a chance."
"Now, hand over the Reio's fragments, and consider it atonement for your mistakes."
"Reiji-sama is merciful, we only want the Reio's fragments, and we will spare your life."
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