The reason Aozaki could become a great man in Yamamoto's eyes was not because he was a good person.
So-called pity is the luxury of the strong.
It was simply because he had the qualification and didn't mind exercising that power.
This was his explanation for his actions.
As for how many people in Soul Society regarded him as a great man who should be recorded in history, Aozaki didn't care much.
He was focused on more practical matters.
In Soul Society, within the Aozaki Family's underground base, a secret laboratory was hidden.
Aozaki stood quietly in front of the experimental table, casually tossing two white sheets to cover two figures.
And in front, on two pristine white experimental tables, two women slowly opened their eyes.
They observed their surroundings, a hint of confusion appearing on their faces.
"Good evening, Captain Katori, Captain Saitō."
A gentle greeting came, and both women turned their heads simultaneously, their gazes falling upon the handsome young man before them.
His black long hair swayed in the wind, and he wore soul reaper uniform with a white haori over them, a faint smile playing on his lips.
It had to be said, his appearance easily created a good first impression.
"Who are you...?"
The woman with the long ponytail and glasses was the first to speak.
Her consciousness seemed to still be fixed on that thrilling moment—
The Reiatsu hand mercilessly piercing her chest, the tearing pain of her Soul still fresh in her memory.
Her Soul, in its original form, had plunged her consciousness into a prolonged state of chaos, even her thoughts becoming blurred.
"Have you forgotten? Aozaki! We've already fought twice, remember now?!"
Aozaki said, waving his hand in front of her eyes, then leaning his face close to hers, as if hoping to jog her memory this way.
Looking at the face that suddenly came close, the long-ponytail woman frowned slightly.
After a few seconds, her eyes snapped open, revealing a look of sudden realization.
"I remember now! So it was that powerful junior who left me utterly helpless!"
"Oh, you first thought of my strength? As expected of Senior Katori Batsu'unsai!"
Aozaki nodded with satisfaction.
According to the old man's description, the First Generation Gotei 13 members were all perfect combinations of battle maniacs and killers.
Thinking this way, he was no longer surprised by Katori Batsu'unsai's particular focus on his strength.
That's right, the two women sitting before him were indeed the genuine Katori Batsu'unsai and Furofushi Saitō.
Aozaki, through his in-depth study of Yushima Ōko's Reigai technology, successfully brought them back to this world.
They were not merely Reigai; their Souls were not confined within small Soul Candy.
He skillfully used Ame-no-Minaka to improve Yushima Ōko's technique, allowing them to reappear in their former glory.
Both Katori Batsu'unsai and Furofushi Saitō were real, genuine beings capable of existing in the Three Worlds.
They were definitely not puppets created by Kageroza, nor were they the living dead summoned from Hell.
However, it's worth mentioning that this was Aozaki's first successful creation of true life.
This experience had elevated his use of Ame-no-Minaka to a new level.
Aozaki also gained a deeper understanding of the essence of this power.
Barring any accidents, his mastery of Ame-no-Minaka would greatly accelerate in the coming period.
"After many years, we finally meet again."
"From your words, it sounds like a long time has passed, but I'm really eager to fight you again."
Furofushi Saitō looked at Aozaki, her heart filled with emotion.
However, a hint of confusion was revealed in her eyes.
"But why? We should be dead, so why are we here as living people?"
She couldn't help but ask, her voice filled with astonishment.
This was completely illogical!
"Because I made some adjustments to your Souls, severed the connection with Hell, and gave you the status of living people, so you came back to life."
Aozaki said calmly, shrugging his shoulders as he spoke, as if it were a trivial matter.
He showed a thoughtful expression, seemingly recalling if he had missed anything, then nodded after a moment and continued:
"It's that simple."
Furofushi Saitō was shocked after hearing this.
Snatching people from Hell—such a thing was simply unheard of.
They had been in Hell for so many years and had never seen anything so incredible.
Although it was difficult to comprehend at first, facing the undeniable facts before them, they quickly accepted this reality.
"Just the two of us?"
Katori Batsu'unsai pondered for a moment, her gaze sweeping around, her face full of doubt.
She looked around the environment, seemingly searching for other possible figures.
The interior of the laboratory was bright and spacious, every part of it appearing very clean and tidy.
The technological equipment and decorative style here exuded a strong sense of futurism, something these thousand-year-old antiques had never seen.
But the place still seemed unusually empty.
Besides the three of them, there were no other figures.
Hearing Katori Batsu'unsai's question, Aozaki chuckled softly:
"As for them, they've already reported to the First Division."
"First Division?"
Katori Batsu'unsai scratched her head in confusion, her gaze turning to Furofushi Saitō beside her.
But the latter also looked bewildered, clearly unaware of the reason.
Aozaki didn't answer immediately, but quietly took out a document from his In arms and presented it to Katori Batsu'unsai and Furofushi Saitō.
When the two women saw the document, a hint of surprise first appeared on their faces, then they couldn't help but frown.
This document came from the Central 46.
It clearly stated the approval of the application to revive the First Generation Captains of the Gotei 13.
And it approved the Captain-Commander's request to form a special direct guard unit based on the First Generation Captains.
A special squad composed entirely of First Generation Captains, and controlled by that even more terrifying Captain-Commander—the nobles shivered just thinking about it.
Of course, if it were just an order from the Central 46, Katori Batsu'unsai and Furofushi Saitō wouldn't have shown such concern.
What truly surprised them was that this document did not have the signature of a Central 46 Judge; instead, it bore the official seals of the Captain-Commander, the chief Judge, and the Great Sage.
"That's truly strange!"
The two women exchanged glances, showing confused expressions.
It was one thing not to have heard of the latter two, but since when did an order from the Central 46 need the Captain-Commander's approval?
Had that old man Yamamoto changed his ways and started using his formidable strength to militarily control the Seireitei government?
The two women, who had been dead for a long time, couldn't help but look at Aozaki with questioning eyes, as if hoping to find some clues from this living person.
Katori Batsu'unsai stared at Aozaki and suddenly said:
"Turn around and show me."
Aozaki shrugged, clearly knowing what the other party wanted to see.
He turned, reaching back to point at the character "one" on his haori.
"That's right, I'm the Captain-Commander now."
He answered faintly.
"You became the Captain-Commander, so Yamamoto... Is he dead?"
Both women were silent for a few seconds, then Katori Batsu'unsai slowly asked, her tone neither joyful nor sad.
Aozaki shook his head, explaining:
"Of course not, the old man just retired, and he was even ennobled as a noble for his merits, living a comfortable life where he doesn't have to worry about anything."
After saying this, he noticed that both of them seemed to sigh in relief.