Death: I can become stronger by drinking alcohol

The huge team building suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Takuchojiro, who followed the fall of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, had a bitter look on his face.

He looked at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who had come to his senses and his old face was slightly hot.

Takuchojiro never imagined that Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who had always been pedantic and stubborn, would look so rude just for a bottle of wine.

This is enough to prove its charm.

When he thought about it, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who had just left the first team building and had vowed to go to the 46th Central Room, changed his direction.

He used Shunpo like crazy along the way and rushed to the 11th Division team building.

He looked as anxious as if he had lost a child.

I was worried that if I was even half a minute late, I would miss out on the wine in that flask.

A thousand meters away from the first team's building, he saw Zaraki Kenpachi holding that special sake bottle in his hand.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni couldn't hold back his anger at all, and his eyes, which had been slightly squinting, almost burst out of his eyes.

Only then did the scene just happen.

Facing the shocked looks from all around, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni noticed how rude the scene just now was.

"Captain Yamamoto, you, do you want the fine wine in my hand?"

Renji Abarai was confused. He glanced at the centuries-old wine that he originally sent and said, "It's just that I have already given this wine to Captain Zaraki. If you want it, Captain Yamamoto, I can find a way to get another one." Bottle back.”

"This wine is indeed very precious. It is not comparable to the low-quality wine drunk by that guy Shiba Kuroha. I heard that boy even drank cooking wine."

"However, you can't blame him. With his status, it's good to be able to drink some water and wine."

As he said this, Renji Abarai soon realized something was wrong.

I saw that Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's eyes did not fall on the so-called centuries-old wine in his hands.

Instead, he stared straight at the dark sake flask in Zaraki Kenpachi's hand.

The eyelids that were originally closed suddenly widened, and there seemed to be an inexplicable heat in the depths of the pupils.

Is this an illusion?

"Captain Yamamoto, did you just say that you want me to give you the drink Renji Abarai gave me, and then accept my challenge for many years? I didn't expect that the condition for Captain Yamamoto to take action is... A bottle of wine that’s hundreds of years old.”

"Every time I get a bottle of wine from now on, I will challenge you!"

Kenpachi Zaraki's attention was obviously not online, and his mind was already occupied by the battle.

The eyes looking at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni were a little more fiery.

Except not long ago, he had the extra desire to fight against Shiba Kuroha.

The battle with Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, the captain of the 13th Protectorate Team, has been looking forward to for more than a hundred years.

When he thought of this, Zaraki Kenpachi snatched the centuries-old wine from Abarai Renji's hand and walked quickly to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

"Captain Yamamoto, this centuries-old wine belongs to you. Can we fight now?"

A trace of urgent and wild fighting spirit appeared on Zaraki Kenpachi's face.

However, as soon as this expression appeared, he was shocked by Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's next action.

The big, skinny hand went straight through the centuries-old wine, and finally caught it.

Renji Abarai, who was repeatedly belittled, slipped out of the wine flask.

That cautious expression was as if he were touching a baby.

Abarai Renji was stunned, and he couldn't help but said: "Captain Yamamoto, then, that wine bottle looks very good."

"But the wine in that wine flask is Shiba Kuroha's leftover wine flask. The other bottle is a centuries-old wine. It's what I gave to Captain Zaraki."

At the end of the sentence, Renji Abarai emphasized himself.

After all, he gave away centuries-old wine just to improve his strength.

He didn't want Zaraki Kenpachi to forget about him after borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha.

"Shut up, what I want is this jug of wine, this jug of wine!"

After Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni glared, he said: "Captain Zaraki, once the conditions are met, you cannot go back on your word at will."

"This bottle of wine already belongs to me, and I will fulfill my promise and fight you."

The old voice echoed in the open space of the team building, and there was an unquestionable flavor between the words.

Looking at the majestic captain of the 13th Guards, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, known as the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society, held the sake flask as if he was protecting a cub.

Is this risking your old face just for a bottle of wine?

However, it is precisely because of this reason that many people smell something wrong.

"Captain Zaraki, is this really the wine from the wine pot, not the thousand-year-old wine? Did you mess it up?"

Madarame Ikkaku endured the stinging pain all over his body, quickly approached, and couldn't help but ask.

"Xiaojiao, you are questioning the vice-captain's memory. I clearly remember that this wine bottle was thrown by Xiaoyu after he finished drinking."

Kusaka Yachiru couldn't help but complain.

"I put the drinks in here."

"If you don't believe it, I will fight you."

Looking at the angry Kusuka Yachiru, Madarame Ikkaku couldn't help but take a half step back.

The strength of this little lolita-like vice-captain cannot be measured by appearance alone.

At least, if you underestimate it, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

"Haha, Ikkaku, Yachiru, you all step back. I didn't expect that the drink from the little ghost's hip flask would actually interest Captain Yamamoto. It seems that I will ask him for more flasks in the future."

Zaraki Kenpachi walked out with a cruel smile, showing a fanatical fighting gaze.

"However, Captain Yamamoto, if you are willing to be interested in these useless things, it will save me a lot of effort."

"Now I just want to know when Captain Yamamoto will fulfill his promise and fight with me. My hands are already itchy. I want to give that kid a good chop before I chop him down."

In the eyes of Zaraki Kenpachi, a fighting madman.

The wine that came out of the flask was just a whim.

If Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was interested in such useless things, Zaraki Kenpachi would like to get a jug and a bottle of wine every day.

However, this strange scene had a different taste in the eyes of others.

At least, looking at the centuries-old wine that he had spent most of his savings on.

In one glance, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni ignored him.

Instead, in full view of everyone, he chose a bottle of wine from a flask.

This huge gap was a little hard for Renji Abarai to accept, and he was eager to see if Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni knew that the drink he produced was simply incomparable to hundreds of years of fine wine.

What kind of expression will he show?