Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training.

Chapter 13 013: Real Sword Practice

"Although the academy will organize a collective loan ceremony six months after the first-year students enter the school, this is just something that is rented out in the name of the academy, just as the name implies."

"In the end, they will all be taken back... This isn't too hard to understand, after all, they are all students, synonymous with youth and immaturity."

"If someone walks around with a weapon in the academy, it's inevitable that someone will be tempted to fight. In order to eliminate this possibility, in principle, we won't allow students to carry knives on campus."

I see. Although I had similar thoughts before, after hearing Aizen's personal explanation, I had some other insights.

"For mediocre people with ordinary talents, it doesn't matter if they start early or late. After all, just to achieve soul fusion and call out the name of the Zanpakuto, it takes a lot of energy."

Facilitates management and reduces expenditure.

From the perspective of business operators and managers, there is indeed nothing wrong with this approach.

"Of course, if there are mediocre people, there will naturally be geniuses. For the truly capable, it is not uncommon to bypass the rules and make things easier for themselves."

"As long as someone is willing to guarantee it, the students will be able to receive the shallow dagger in advance, and begin to come into contact with the sword and start the process of soul fusion... Shizuya-kun, there are many people who call out the name of their Zanpakutō while they are students."

and so.

Aizen chuckled and said in a calm tone.

"I think Shizuya-kun can do that, too."

hiss……

Although being expected is a good thing, it can also make people feel a little stressed at times like this.

Gu, Aizen is really looking forward to it!

Arima Shizuka also laughed awkwardly and tried to change the subject.

"By the way! Mr. Aizen, is there any specific difference between Asauchi and Zanpakuto?"

The other party pondered for a moment, raised his hand and gently rubbed his chin, showing a thoughtful expression.

It's not a very difficult question to answer, but it's too basic, so trying to explain it in a simple and understandable way is actually a challenge.

"Asadachi, Zanpakuto, there's actually not much difference between these two names."

"After all, the latter is the advanced form of the former, and is a special name after liberation."

"In the final analysis, the essential difference between the two is just the difference between the two having a name or not."

This solved Arima Shizuya's problem. After all, he had never considered related content before.

"The process of soul fusion varies, and the time required may be long or short. But no matter what, people with extraordinary talents will find the answer quickly..."

"So Shizuya-kun, you should look forward to it. That precious thing has your name engraved on it and your spirit attached to it. It is a precious thing that has been refined and sublimated from everything."

"What kind of thing would it be?"

Although I did have similar thoughts before, now that Aizen mentioned it, I am indeed looking forward to it a little more!
Arima Shizuka was also somewhat impatient.

"Speaking of which, is this the reason why the teacher went out?"

"Well... more or less. Of course, I also took care of some other things."

Hearing this, the person involved couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Um...thank you, Mr. Aizen."

"It's just a little effort, nothing worth mentioning."

Seeing the guilty expression on the boy's face, Aizen just smiled faintly. He reached out and patted Arima Shizuya's shoulder, speaking in a calm tone.

"These are things that a teacher should know and be able to do. If you really feel guilty about something... then make progress quickly, Shizuya-kun."

"Only by doing this can it be regarded as the best reward for me as the instructor."

Saying this makes people feel even more guilty!

Arima Jing could only scratch the corner of her mouth and laugh awkwardly twice.

"I, I know..."

Aizen led Arima Shizuka to the senior grade teaching area.

Just like the situation with Yoruichi before, as a junior, Arima Shizuya did not have the authority to enter such a place.

It all depends on the prison warden to lead the way.

It was not until they turned into a single-family building with a rather strange appearance that Arima Shizuka could feel her vision suddenly go dark.

The buildings here seem to have been thickened, blackened, and shaded.

Arima Shizuka rubbed her eyes a few times as they felt a little uncomfortable, and saw Aizen negotiating with someone at the front desk.

Not long after, Arima Jing also saw the other party turning back.

Just said to him with a smile.

"Okay, there is no problem with the identity verification, my duties end here for now. I'll trouble Shizuya-kun to walk the rest of the way by himself."

coming soon.

Taking a deep breath, Arima Shizuka also thanked Aizen respectfully.

"Teacher, thank you very much for your help!"

"Well, I appreciate it."

Unlike his previous lengthy speeches, this one was unusually straightforward.

Seeing Aizen waving at her, Arima Shizuka also raised her leg and moved forward, but she didn't expect that after just taking two steps, the voice came from behind again.

"Shizuya-kun! If you feel it's difficult or confused, adjust your way of thinking occasionally. Try to stop thinking and let your intuition take over."

Some unclear remarks.

But since this is what Aizen said, then maybe he has his reasons... Arima Shizuka also nodded heavily and turned around.

He followed the instructions of a soldier and stood in front of a dim room.

"Inside is the sword room. If it were a normal awarding ceremony, everyone would be randomly issued shallow strikes... but since you have a guarantee, it's an exception."

The other party took out a long bunch of keys, and Arima Jing also saw that the other party raised the top one and operated it for some time.

Unlock the door in front of you.

A dull echo was heard, and a dark and silent scene slowly unfolded in front of Arima Shizuya.

"Go in and take a look. For the sake of the guarantor... you have the power to choose."

Arima Shizuya walked in as if possessed by a ghost.

The walls on both sides are arranged in an arc, like a magnificent circular arch.

At first, her eyes could not adapt to the dimness here, but soon, Arima Jing realized that there was no need for any lighting at all.

Because they are all dazzling knives.

Flickering, jumping, flickering... the circling light was constantly turning back and forth, flickering on and off, causing Arima Shizuka to squint her eyes.

The long swords were like a forest, like an endless forest, flashing with white light.

There was no difference in the patterns on the blades. They were all of the same style and looked exactly the same. They were constantly distorted against the dim background, as if...

They turned into a pair of lifeless eyes, staring straight at Arima Shizuya at this moment.

——Look.

Another strange guy came.

Goosebumps appeared and my throat began to tighten.

Arima Shizuya's breathing couldn't help but become rapid, and after a moment, his expression became a little nervous.

What is this? A test for myself?
Arima Shizuka could also understand that the so-called shallow fighting was far from as simple as Aizen described.

Because these sharp weapons are not "dead objects" in the true sense.

They are all unique pieces made by Wang Yue of Ermeiwu. Each one is unique.

I thought I would simply select and receive my items after coming in, and then end my trip for the day.

I didn't expect that the process of taking the knife would be so strange...

In this situation where he seemed to be being watched and observed, he felt like he was in a dilemma.

Rustling sounds came from all directions, the atmosphere became increasingly tense, and then reached a certain point.

It was as if he suddenly understood something.

Arima Shizuka also slowly closed her eyes.

He recalled the reminder Aizen gave him before he entered the door.

"Don't think, just follow your instinct..."

Even now, these remarks are still confusing.

But given the current situation, the parties involved seem to have no better choice.

Then it is as you said.

Arima Shizuka also took a deep breath and closed his eyes. It was at this moment that he suddenly...

Start to relax your body.

tread……

It was the sound of the right foot moving forward and stepping lightly on the ground.

Turn sideways and drop your shoulders.

Raise your left hand high, with your palm facing upward, to completely cover your right hand.

The 33-point kendo skills were completely melted, wandering through the skin, flesh, tendons and bones, and finally stimulated throughout the body.

Inhalation and exhalation are in a constant cycle, reincarnation.

When blessings come to your mind, you will understand everything at once.

Arima Shizuya's right hand trembled slightly, with his index finger and middle finger raised side by side, stubbornly stretching out from between the palm of his left hand.

Since you can't maintain your self-esteem in this situation, try to adjust your decision-making.

It's not me who chooses the shallow hit, but the other party who chooses me.

Do you like to watch it? Then open your eyes wide and watch it carefully.

This is all the strength I have Ma Jingye!
come on!

In an instant, the knife room, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became "quiet" at this moment.

……

Seeing that Arima Shizuka walked towards the exit safely, Aizen, who was standing aside with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes.

For some reason, the smile on his face was much more intense than usual.

Did he hear some good news?
Without further ado, Aizen's question had already arrived.

"Have you chosen yet, Shizuya-kun?"

Arima Shizuya smiled brightly and turned half of his body to the side as if to show off.

He raised the long blade hanging at his waist.

The uniform black scabbard has a non-slip handle rope wrapped around the tail end.

It matched the spirited young man so well that Aizen shook his head with a smile on his face.

"It's a good thing to have Asada's recognition, but please don't get too carried away."

Arima Shizuka also laughed and trotted up behind Aizen.

"It's only a short while, let's be a little proud of it!"

"There's really nothing I can do about you..."

The two of them drifted apart.

The knife room fell silent again.

The person who had just led Arima Shizuya the way seemed to have just woken up and suddenly showed a dazed expression.

"……Why?"

He patted his forehead, thinking that he might not have gotten enough rest yesterday.

How could I faint during work hours? I was so careless. If my superior saw me, I would be punished...

Check quickly to see if any keys are missing!
After a quick glance around, the middle-aged man's expression finally relaxed.

no problem.

All the things I kept are still there.

But at the same time, there was only one thing that made him feel strange.

"Who did I talk to just now?"

I can't remember clearly, it's really vague.

Perhaps he simply confused dreams and reality.

Patting the key chain at his waist, he looked at the one hanging at the top.

There are special rooms called "Problem Rooms" where those irritable souls who are considered by the teachers to have bad tempers and are difficult to get along with ordinary students are placed.

If ordinary students come into contact with them without permission, serious consequences will occur.

and so……

"It's OK as long as this thing is still there!"

at the same time.

On the other side, Aizen and Arima Shizuka did not return to the teaching area.

Instead, he wandered around for a while, and finally came to a place that the young man was extremely familiar with.

Kendo field.

After showing his teacher's ID, Aizen easily rented the most spacious cubicle.

What are you doing here?

"Shizuya-kun, you should also hurry up and change your clothes."

Aizen spoke with a smile, and at this moment he took off his loose robe and changed into a slightly tight black corset.

"…Huh? What do you mean?"