Chapter 73: Aizen, Be My Son

Su Xiao: "Since you are arguing endlessly, let's just rely on luck."

Make Me Your Son: "How do we rely on luck?"

Su Xiao: "Directly draw lots! Whoever is drawn goes."

Among the Guild system functions, there is a Lucky Draw Big Wheel feature.

The Big Wheel function can perform random draws; as for who gets drawn, it purely depends on luck.

Aizen Sōsuke: "......"

Aizen frowned, his fingers lightly tapping the table, feeling a bit of a headache.

If it were about strength, he believed he would not be weaker than anyone in this guild.

But if it relied purely on luck, that would be troublesome.

After all, no one can predict matters of luck.

However, although he had objections in his heart, Aizen said nothing.

After all, Su Han had already made the decision; if he opposed here and displeased Su Han, it would not be good.

Su Xiao: "Then it is settled."

Su Han directly filled in Uzumaki Nagato, Aizen Sōsuke, and Whitebeard.

Finally, he set it to randomly draw two people from them.

Then, he activated the Lucky Draw function.

The Big Wheel spun rapidly.

Soon, the speed of the Big Wheel slowed down.

The two pointers gradually stopped completely; the pointers finally pointed to——Aizen Sōsuke and Whitebeard! Let the World Feel Pain: "......"

Let the World Feel Pain: "Is your luck bad?"

Let the World Feel Pain: "Never mind! Since the Guild Master is involved, then this opportunity shall be given to you both."

Although Uzumaki Nagato was unwilling, he had nothing to say.

In this situation, if he still had objections, he would not only offend the Guild Master but also Whitebeard and Aizen.

Although he did not fear them, refuting now served no purpose whatsoever.

So after thinking for a moment, he chose to go silent.

Aizen Sōsuke: "It seems my luck is quite good."

Make Me Your Son: "Oh hahaha, being selected by me was unexpected... what a big surprise."

"Just right, not only regarding the God-Slayers... I am also somewhat curious about the modern society where Marquis Voban resides."

Seeing the result, Su Han said nothing more.

"Ding! Guild Master Su Xiao has invited Aizen Sōsuke and Make Me Your Son to participate in this mission."

Su Han opened his eyes, adjusted his clothes, then turned toward the door and spoke.

"I am going to another world."

"Matters at home will temporarily be left to you."

Having said that, brilliant light appeared upon his body.

In the blink of an eye, he vanished completely.

A moment later, Ram opened the door and walked in.

She gazed at the place where Su Han had left, a complex expression appearing in her eyes; she shook her head with a hint of a bitter smile.

"Master... has gone to another world?"

After Ram and Rem were brought into the Spiritual Energy World by Su Han from *Re:Zero*, although Su Han never spoke of it, both Ram and Rem confirmed that Su Han possessed the ability to travel between worlds.

This time was merely confirming their suspicions.

So seeing this scene, they were not surprised.

Rem stood beside Ram; she glanced at her older sister and could feel her sister's worry.

After thinking for a moment, Rem comforted her: "Sister, Sister, do not worry! With Master's strength, no one in the world can harm him."

"As Master's maids, all we need to do is clean Master's house here and wait for Master to return victorious, which is enough."

...... On the other side.

Upon a vast sea of Wang Yang.

An extremely luxurious cruise ship was anchored on the sea surface.

The cruise ship was wide, spanning across the sea surface, hundreds of meters long.

It looked more like a castle floating above the ocean.

Luxurious and magnificent, resplendent with gold and brilliance.

Marquis Voban stood quietly on the yacht's deck at this moment.

Inside the cabin behind him, several middle-aged sailors worked while occasionally casting glances over, filled with shock and fear.

A man who looked to be in his thirties... had lips trembling slightly.

He continued working with his hands, his voice somewhat shaky.

"Bosun, I regret it! I should not have taken this shift."

The Bosun's cheeks twitched slightly; without showing emotion, he glanced toward the distance, then turned his head to scold softly.

"What nonsense are you speaking? That Great Person will not harm your life without reason! Speak less."

"If you truly anger that Great Person, it is not just you; everyone on this entire ship will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish."

These words from the Bosun woke those present up.

They all fell silent like cicadas in winter, lowering their heads, daring not to speak a word.

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"It should be arriving soon... why hasn't it arrived yet?"

Marquis Warban muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he sensed something, and his expression shifted slightly.

He gazed at a corner of the void before him.

In an instant, the void in front of him twisted.

Su Han, accompanied by Whitebeard and Aizen, stepped out from the twisted void as if appearing from thin air.

"Old Marquis, long time no see!"

Su Han held a faint smile and nodded to Marquis Warban.

"President!"

Marquis Warban's eyes flickered slightly, then revealed a hint of surprise; he strode forward with large steps and embraced Su Han.

Afterwards, he moved to stand beside Whitebeard.

Looking at Whitebeard's height, his face twitched slightly, and the motion he had intended for an embrace froze mid-air.

Finally, he awkwardly patted Whitebeard's thigh.

As for the last one, Aizen... Marquis Warban simply ignored him.

Sōsuke Aizen wore glasses, dressed in white robes, with a gentle smile on his face.

Like a schoolteacher, he showed not a trace of sharpness or edge.

Even though Marquis Warban had ignored him, the smile on Aizen's face did not change in the slightest, remaining exactly as usual.

"Aizen's depth of character... truly is extraordinary!"

Su Han glanced at Aizen and nodded slightly.

As for Whitebeard, seeing Aizen's demeanor, he laughed; glancing at Aizen, he pondered for a moment, then seemed to make up his mind and spoke seriously:

"Oh hahaha! The Fifth Division Captain of the Soul Society? I have seen your exceptional talent among the Shinigami... By the way, do you have any interest in becoming my son?"

Hearing this, Su Han paused in his movement.

Then, he looked strangely at both Whitebeard and Aizen.

What was Old Man Whitebeard doing? However, looking at him, although Whitebeard smiled, his expression made it clear he was serious.

Su Han couldn't help but cover his forehead; didn't Old Man Whitebeard fear provoking Aizen?

And stage a full-scale brawl? Although... members within the guild cannot harm each other.

After a brief pause, Su Han opened the guild's live broadcast system without hesitation.

Su Xiao: "Everyone, everyone, there has been a sudden development."

Cheng Long Doesn't Want to Do Archaeology: "What sudden development?"

Su Xiao: "Just met! Whitebeard invited Sōsuke Aizen, asking whether Aizen really wanted to become his son, hahaha..."

Pure White Spirit User: "...become a son?"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Scary, truly worthy of being my dad... even wanting to adopt such a great villain as Aizen as his son."

Tony Is Not the Richest: "Aizen is about to be adopted as a son, Sōsuke Aizen."

Six six six, Aizen, Aizen, who would have thought you'd end up like this! Hahahaha!"

Shinigami Agent: "Sōsuke Aizen."

Hahaha, you too will have a day where someone adopts you as a son, Aizen!"

Symbol of Peace: "...Old Man Whitebeard's spirit is truly astonishing."

Xia Shizi: "I'm a bit curious, what does Aizen's expression look like right now? By the way, as a Shinigami from the Soul Society, shouldn't Aizen's age be far greater than Whitebeard's, perhaps even older than Marquis Warban? Thinking about it... this plot becomes even more exciting! A son older than his father? I feel my inspiration is gushing forth like a fountain."

Kuroko Shirai: "Never mind! Eating melon seeds is the priority."

Upon hearing Whitebeard's invitation, Aizen's expression stiffened slightly.

Even someone as calm and composed as him felt a headache at this moment.

Should one say, truly worthy of having the online nickname "Come Be My Son"?

That kind of person.

Although he knew beforehand that the other liked adopting sons, having it directed at him, he truly hadn't expected it.

Gazing deeply at Whitebeard, Aizen shook his head silently.

His voice was very calm.

"Whitebeard, I have no intention of becoming your son."

Moreover, even if I became your son, you must be careful lest I become the second Blackbeard. For your own good, for mine too, keep that idea buried deep... Let us pretend this never happened."

A very natural rejection, subtly laced with a threatening implication.

Su Han's expression shifted slightly.

Even he had to admit that the depth of character Aizen displayed now was truly beyond his expectations.

Whitebeard, however, did not care, laughing heartily: "If you truly became my son! I would never worry about you becoming the second Blackbeard."

Pausing slightly, Whitebeard clicked his tongue, adding regretfully:

"But... since you refuse, then so be it."

This was not because Whitebeard wanted to put Aizen in a difficult position.

He had simply had a sudden whim.

Whitebeard's personality was naturally like this.

After thinking for a moment, Whitebeard tossed the matter aside.

His Observation Haki spread out in all directions.

Seeking to investigate the situation around him.

However, when his Observation Haki covered the entire submarine, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"This cruise ship... truly resembles a floating castle upon the sea! Vast and luxurious."

"Truly remarkable..."

"What's wrong?"

Marquis Woban glanced at Whitebeard and said lightly, "If you want this cruise ship, I will give it to you after this mission is over."

"Oh hahaha! No matter how luxurious this cruise ship is, I do not want it."

Whitebeard laughed heartily, but then suddenly thought of something; he retracted his smile and looked seriously at Marquis Woban.

"Old Marquis, I recall that in your world there exists a super weapon known as an aircraft carrier, correct?"

"What's wrong?"

Marquis Woban slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Would you be interested in selling me a few ships? I can trade them for Devil Fruits."

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