Shinigami: Medicine Can't Save The Soul Reaper Society

True name… Naturally, that was something Sparx could never be told.

After all, there would never be any friendly visits between the Soul Society and Hueco Mundo, where it might inadvertently come to light that Makoto had deliberately released an Adjuchas.

Of course, even if Sparx did reveal it, there was no way the Soul Society would believe the testimony of a Hollow.

The greater concern was catching the attention of Szayelaporro or—worse—Aizen. Once Aizen secretly took control of Hueco Mundo in the future, there was a slim chance he could learn Makoto's name from Sparx.

Thus, a pseudonym… was absolutely necessary, even if its effectiveness was debatable.

And this name? Sparx didn't seem to have the slightest doubt about it.

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"Lord Leshan, I, Sparx, swear never to invade the human world or Soul Society again. Even if I am forced to devour souls to survive, I shall always adhere to the teachings of Lord Leshan and strive to act with compassion…"

Hearing Sparx's words, Makoto was momentarily stunned and summarized aloud, "Sparx, your comprehension is truly exceptional. This is precisely the concept of, 'Souls may pass through the stomach, but the Buddha's heart remains.'"

"Yes, yes, Lord Leshan, you are absolutely right. And to avoid unnecessary slaughter, I have already thought of a solution…"

Sparx, as if suddenly struck by inspiration, began speaking with fervor.

"After returning to Hueco Mundo, I'll find a freshly evolved Adjuchas, ambush it, and cripple its limbs—but I'll make sure not to take its life…"

Hearing this, Makoto couldn't help but entertain an absurd thought.

Was this Adjuchas… truly having merciful ideas?

Of course, while not entirely impossible, the likelihood was minuscule.

By definition, Hollows were formed around obsessive and extreme emotions—most often negative ones.

Sparx continued, "That way, I can take just a little bit from it each day. Once it recovers, I'll feed again, repeating this until its soul and spirit completely collapse. Then, I'll move on to the next target."

??

Senju Makoto.

Wasn't this supposed to be a compassionate being? This wasn't a living Buddha—it was a living Yama, King of Hell!

It was the epitome of "compassion opening the door for compassion's mother—compassion in the extreme."

Ambushing, backstabbing, disregarding honor, hiding, claiming benevolence, and advocating sustainable development…

Sparx had somehow encompassed all these concepts seamlessly.

But… the suffering of Hueco Mundo's "residents"? What did that have to do with the Great Buddha of Mount Emei?

Apart from praising Sparx for his creative thinking, Makoto had nothing else to say.

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Feeling that his understanding of morality had greatly deepened, Sparx, filled with gratitude, opened a Garganta and prepared to leave the human world.

"Wait…"

Makoto suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the largely intact Jukai Kotan.

"Sparx, I'll need you to fire your strongest Cero at the forest one last time."

"Huh?" Sparx looked at the wooden figure, puzzled.

Makoto explained, "I may understand Hollows, but that doesn't mean other Shinigami will. We need to create the illusion that you unleashed a massive attack before being forced to retreat."

As a fellow master of deception, Sparx immediately understood the logic.

"Understood, Lord Leshan. Please step aside…"

Though somewhat reluctant, Sparx reluctantly agreed.

Gathering his strength, he fired his most powerful Cero, its crimson light erupting in a dazzling explosion…

"Boom!"

As an Adjuchas on par with a captain-class Shinigami, Sparx's strongest attack—coupled with Makoto's deliberate lack of resistance—obliterated roughly a third of the giant forest.

Afterward, Sparx bowed towards the forest and vanished into the closing Garganta.

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At the heart of the Forest, the instant Sparx unleashed his Cero, Makoto pretended to be gravely injured, letting out a pained cry.

"Makoto-kun!"

"Vice-Captain Senju, are you alright?"

"Damn it! Let's go after that Hollow!"

Concerned and enraged voices overlapped until Makoto, in a weak yet resolute tone, reassured them.

"I'm fine… I blocked it. That was its strongest attack after gathering power for so long. It should understand now that continuing would be futile…"

"I can hold on. Reinforcements should be arriving soon…"

His gentle yet steadfast words nearly brought the surrounding Shinigami to tears.

"Damn it… If that Adjuchas breaks through again, I'll protect Vice-Captain Senju no matter what…"

"Even if I'm devoured, I'll stand in front of Vice-Captain Senju!"

"Too bad I'm a man. Otherwise… Oh, by the way, Vice-Captain, I have an 18-year-old daughter…"

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Makoto managed to maintain his composure—until one of the Shinigami's comments almost broke his act.

Eighteen years old in the Soul Society was practically a toddler when compared to humans!

"No need," Makoto weakly responded. "I'm not good with infants. If care is needed, I'll ask other departments for help."

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Meanwhile, in the corner, heavily injured and leaning against a giant tree, Kuchiki Sojun was struggling to catch his breath while preparing to unleash his Bankai if necessary.

A strange feeling arose in his heart.

Love… can shift, can't it?

He thought bitterly, I'm your Vice-Captain, aren't I? I'm the one who's seriously injured here, and none of you even considered using Kaidō to alleviate my pain? Not even… that traitorous subordinate of mine…

These were merely Sojun's private grumblings. His pride and integrity would never allow him to truly resent the man who had just saved his life.

Instead, Sojun felt nothing but profound respect and gratitude towards Makoto.

Just then, the sky nearby opened, revealing a Senkaimon from the Soul Society. A captain-class Shinigami's overwhelming spiritual pressure flooded the area like a storm, clearly intending to assert dominance.

Moments later, Kyōraku Shunsui appeared, leading a medical team and a group of elite Eighth Division Shinigami.

His entrance was undeniably impressive.

Yet…

"Huh? Where's the Adjuchas?"

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