Bleach-Stir Up

The moonlight is like yarn, evenly sprinkled in the quiet courtyard. The monks in the center of the courtyard all make a rhythm of'dong dong dong'.

This is an ancient Japanese courtyard. At this time, two men in the house are holding swords facing each other, but they did not intend to decide life and death. They held ordinary wooden swords. Just learn that's all.

"Don't show tiredness when holding the sword, remember, Kotōmi?"

The person who spoke was a naked, bald old man with white eyebrow and two purple ribbons. Keep the long beard neat and tidy.

However, if anyone treats him as an ordinary old man and despises him, it must suffer a big loss. The dense scars on his body are the resentment and regret of the dead souls under his sword.

In fact, no one will despise him. Gotei 13 Captain-Commander —— Yamamoto Shigekuni Genryūsai, the oldest and strongest existing Shinigami, the whole Seireitei knows, and his Chōzuka Kotōmi also naturally contains Among them, even he knows more.

"Not to be distracted!" Seeing Kotōmi's sluggish face, Yamamoto stepped forward, and followed Kotōmi's head as a slash in the upper section. A large bag moved away at the speed visible by naked eye. His head is swollen.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Kotōmi, who looked like he was still a teenager, held his head in his hands, with a dissatisfied expression on his childish face, "I see, Sensei!"

Although it has been here for more than 20 years, Chōzuka Kotōmi occasionally stunned when seeing the characters in these previous animations appearing in front of him alive.

Who would have thought that just staying up late to play games, you could die suddenly. Well, he admits that he stayed up a bit long this night, a full week, but it was too sloppy to just take the dog.

In fact, the feeling of sudden death was not real to him. He felt that as soon as he closed his eyes, he changed the room, and also changed his body and name.

In the previous life, his name was Hong Jiang, a hard-working programmer. When he opened his eyes, he became a child named Chōzuka Kotōmi, and his identity became a newborn baby of Rukongai.

"Kotōmi, you are a genius, so I will accept you as a final disciple." The harder days are already close at hand, but because of Yamamoto's words, Kotōmi's identity instantly jumped to Level 3 , Became one of the most noble second generation of Seireitei. But this does not mean that he can eat and wait to die, on the contrary, his childhood was harder than anyone else.

Seeing Kotōmi’s pitiful look, Yamamoto’s voice became softer. He knelt down and stroked the bag on his head and said softly: "You are a genius, but you know why I keep saying that. Don’t you choose to hide something from you?"

"Oh~" Kotōmi sighed and replied helplessly: "Sensei, you have said many times, geniuses need self-confidence, geniuses without self-confidence even Not as good as an ordinary person."

Yamamoto nodded, he is very satisfied with the young dísciple in front of him, saying that dísciple is actually better than parent-child.

Kotōmi is a genius once in a thousand years. This was known from the moment Yamamoto met him in Rukongai 15 years ago.

Reiryoku, who is far beyond ordinary people and even most geniuses, must know that at that time he was just an ordinary child in Rukongai, and he had not received orthodox training.

More importantly, Kotōmi seems to have a soul in his body, allowing him to have twice as much learning ability, comprehension, and Reiryoku reserves as a person of the same level.

In other words, Kotōmi's time is born twice as long as others. It is not true to say that twice the results for half the effort, his growth rate is beyond everyone's estimation.

So Yamamoto immediately decided to bring this child into Seireitei and collect it as a final disciple. He will use his life's energy to treat it as his own cultivation, and he must see this child as the best of Soul Society. A solid barrier is the most impressive sword to become terror-stricken at the news.

In the past fifteen years, Kotōmi's performance has made him very satisfied. Of course, there are still some minor problems, which are fatal enough. If they can be corrected, he will be more satisfied.

"Yes, geniuses need self-confidence but not arrogance." Seeing Kotōmi looking thoughtful, Yamamoto continued: "No matter how confident you are with your opponents, you must have the confidence to win, and you must have the confidence to defeat. The heart of awe."

"Strately despise the enemy, and tactically value the enemy! I know this!" It's the strongest Shinigami, but when it comes to speaking, it doesn't necessarily make sense for me, a youngster who travels as a person.

Yamamoto didn't get angry when he heard it. His right hand knocked Kotōmi's forehead lightly, saying with a smile: "Speaking of which is a set, but how does it make a difference? "

"Cough! What?,..." Kotōmi made a big red face by this question. Although he tried to conceal it, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was slapped himself in the face. NS.

"I was just thinking about something, Kidō, yes! New Kidō development just got some new ideas!"

Finally found an excuse, and even this excuse is perfect I was convinced, "So Sensei, you just interrupted my thoughts!"

"The enemy, whether you have a major discovery or not, it’s not their purpose to disturb you. What they think Go back with your headband and ask for credit!"

Seeing that Kotōmi still wanted to speak, Yamamoto reached out and interrupted his thoughts, and continued: "A genius who is dead is not a genius. He is not even qualified to be mourned. !"

"Do you know why?"

"It's useless because it's dead." Although Yamamoto's tone of voice hasn't changed much, it's radiating from his body. The imposing manner still made Kotōmi's heart tremble, and even his voice shook.

"It's not useless, it's always useful to die in battle."

Kotōmi shook the head, not to deny what Yamamoto just said, but the genius who died somehow. No qualifications to be mourned.

Sitting up straight cross-legged, he lowered his head vigorously, "Please Sensei's advice!"

"Because of stupidity, Kotōmi." Yamamoto stroked his beard and continued softly, "Ben There should be a better future, and more creatures should have been guarded."

"Because of stupidity, your life has been ruined. It is not yourself that you fail, but the many people who may live but die in the future!"

"Because of stupidity, I threw the responsibility on my shoulders to others, and I couldn't even report back to the person who supported me, so even if you die in battle, it is a heinous crime!"

One sentence is harsh, one sentence is more shocking, as if at first it was just the waves caressing his body, and finally became a heaven overflowing giant wave, suddenly turning around, making Kotōmi confused.

"It turned out to be such a heavy feeling to be adopted by Captain-Commander."

"No matter what my dísciple looks like, they are cautious enough to die rashly. It's their greatest shame!"

"And to you, Kotōmi!" Yamamoto raised the wooden sword in his hand and slammed it down with a loud noise.

Kotōmi felt that the earth was shaking with it, lifts the head and saw Yamamoto, who was originally squinting, had already opened his eyes for some time. The striking rays of light shone in his eyes, as if never It will be dim.

"You can't die, and you won't die, your future must be rays of light ten thousand zhang!" Yamamoto saw the blue veins on his neck violently, and shouted: "You know! Kotōmi!"

"I know Sensei!" Kotōmi straightened up, and also roared: "I am Chōzuka Kotōmi. When I emerge from the cocoon, I am the eternal butterfly in the sky."

"My future will inevitably rays of light ten thousand zhang!"