Help! I am bound to Aizen!-Chapter 218
Chapter 218
“What!!”
Komamura was forced to his knees, palms braced on the ground, struggling to withstand the roaring Reiatsu pressing down on him. Just when he thought he would be crushed, that oppressive pressure abruptly vanished.
Seated on Komamura’s shoulders, Kaelith gave a light pat.
“Woof-chan, be good—no biting.”
Back in his previous world, Kaelith had seen dog-training videos.
If the dog’s temperament was fierce, you had to assert dominance with overwhelming force, teaching it who was boss so you could build rapport from then on.
Sure enough, after that burst of spiritual pressure, Komamura became noticeably more docile. While Kaelith idly combed through his fur, he peppered him with questions about his breed and coat color.
Yamamoto, meanwhile, narrowed his eyes, watching with interest. A moment ago, when Kaelith released his Reiatsu, Komamura had instinctively unleashed his own in resistance. For that brief instant, the quality and intensity of Komamura’s spiritual power was quite remarkable.
To Yamamoto’s discerning eye, it was clear this Wolf-man had never undergone formal training; he’d simply figured out how to use Reiatsu by instinct.
Which meant he was an excellent raw material, a diamond covered in coal. A bit of polishing would make him highly useful indeed.
Legends said the Wolf Clan lived deep in the mountains, abiding by ancestral laws to remain secluded. But if one emerged, he’d be the embodiment of loyalty and courage.
Someday, that big mutt might be a fine right-hand for Kaelith.
While Kaelith kept needling Komamura with questions, Yamamoto cleared his throat. At once, Kaelith stiffened, sprang down from Komamura’s back, and stood at attention.
Yamamoto stepped closer and tilted his head up to look Komamura in the eye.
“Descendant of the wolf-man tribe, what’s your name?”
Komamura’s gaze stayed wary, and he didn’t respond.
“Doggy, Teacher’s talking to you,” Kaelith nudged.
In a low voice, Komamura said, “Komamura… Komamura Sajin.”
“Komamura Sajin, would you like to join the Gotei 13 as a Shinigami?”
“What?”
Komamura’s eyes widened.
He knew of the Gotei 13—Soul Society’s highest martial organization, the final aspiration for many souls. Was he really qualified to join with his appearance?
He couldn’t help asking, “You… have the authority to decide that?”
Yamamoto nodded. “I do.”
Kaelith chimed in with a smug grin, “Teacher here is the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, Genryūsai himself. Think about it.”
C-Captain-Commander?!
Fireworks exploded in Komamura’s head.
Yamamoto spoke calmly: “Then from this day on, Komamura Sajin, you’ll join the Gotei 13 under this brat, Kaelith’s, Under his direct authority.
Kaelith, you’re responsible for training him and helping him learn the ropes as a Shinigami.”
“Oh…” Kaelith scratched the back of his head.
Teaching and mentoring weren’t exactly his favorite job. But he quickly realized—he could just foist the task on Sōsuke.
If Sōsuke refused… there was always Kisuke.
If Kisuke refused… well, Ikkotsu would fix that.
Having decided, Kaelith grinned at Komamura. “Great, Doggo. From now on, you’ll be part of my Squad Two—”
“Hold on.”
Yamamoto interrupted abruptly.
“You think you can just wave off everything you’ve done wrong?”
Kaelith sighed, turning around.
Under Yamamoto’s watchful gaze, he steeled himself, pulling down the top of his uniform.
“Come on, Teacher, don’t go easy on me!
If I lose my head, it’s just one more scar. In a hundred years I’ll be back on my feet!”
At this display, Yamamoto let out a short, scornful laugh.
“You’ve long since ceased to find physical punishment an actual deterrent. As punishment for your reckless actions, I want you to do something.”
A bad feeling pricked the back of Kaelith’s mind.
Sure enough, Yamamoto pulled out a document and tossed it over.
Kaelith caught it, opened it—and saw the large characters emblazoned at the top:
“Writ of Appointment.”
“Ever since Captain Nagaki stepped down, Squad Eleven’s been in a state of chaos. Henceforth, you are appointed Acting Captain of Squad Eleven!
Before the next Kenpachi is chosen, you must restore order to the Eleventh as quickly as possible.
In one month, I want to see the Eleventh free of chaos and back on its feet. Fail that, and you’ll be training under the waterfall for a hundred years!”
Kaelith ruffled his hair, then nodded. “Alright, I understand.”
Seeing him so readily agree, Yamamoto was taken aback and squinted. "Kid, what are you planning?”
Kaelith gave a snicker. “What ‘plan’? I know this is for my own good.
Walking into Hueco Mundo without clearance, crossing paths with Senzo Tsunayashiro, even collaborating with Hollows— Any one of those could be trouble if they picked on it.
Getting off with just this? I’m not complaining.”
Yamamoto eyed him suspiciously, then gave a vague nod.
“Hmph… As long as you know.”
Watching Kaelith and Komamura head off, Yamamoto felt a strange mix of emotions. That thickheaded disciple… sometimes he was so dense it hurt to see.
Yes, for the average Shinigami, sneaking into Hueco Mundo was a severe crime. But Kaelith was nobility; with a little maneuvering, it would’ve been easy enough to smooth things over. It really wasn't a big deal.
With a sigh and a flash step, Yamamoto vanished into thin air.
…
Returning to Squad Two, Kaelith bumped into Aizen, who seemed to appear out of nowhere. Seeing that Kaelith was safe, Aizen relaxed slightly. He was about to say something when he noticed Komamura at Kaelith’s side.
By then, Komamura had rewrapped his face, making it impossible to discern his features. Kaelith summoned a squad member to get Komamura fitted for a Shihakushō and an Asauchi. While waiting, he explained his conversation with Yamamoto.
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Having heard the story, Aizen nodded.
“Acting Captain of Squad Eleven, hm? That position could be a real boon for you. It’s good you took it. But if you genuinely didn’t want it, you know that with your noble status, the Captain-Commander can’t really force you.”
Kaelith grinned. “I know.”
Aizen blinked, surprised. He’d assumed Kaelith had accepted only because he hadn’t thought of using his noble privileges.
Seeing the look on Aizen’s face, Kaelith smiled.
“Of course I know I could’ve used my status to wriggle out of it. But when I pretended not to realize and took the appointment, Teacher seemed genuinely happy. That grumpy old man rarely smiles—it’s nice to let him have it.”
Aizen gazed at Kaelith a moment, a tinge of wistfulness flickering in his eyes.
With a disciple like this, it’s no wonder Yamamoto finds it hard to sleep at night without any worry…
