Starting as a pirate, he rose to become the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society.

Chapter 418: The friend's fee given by Shutara Senjumaru?

"I'd like to test whether your clothes are as powerful as you say, capable of concealing and dispersing my spiritual pressure," Bane said, stepping forward and taking the pile of clothes from Shutara Senjumaru.

"Do you think I got this title of 'Great Weaver' for nothing?" Shutara Senjumaru said confidently.

Bane turned and walked toward the bedroom inside. Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Shutora Senjumaru following closely behind him.

"What? There's no need to invite you to watch me change clothes, is there?" Bane looked at Shutara Senjumaru with a wary expression.

"So stingy." Shutara Senjumaru clicked his tongue slightly annoyed upon hearing this, but stopped in his tracks.

Upon seeing this, Bane immediately slipped inside, locked the door from the inside, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that he minded too much; he was quite easygoing. The main thing was that he felt resentful and felt like he had been taken advantage of.

"Once I've learned tailoring too... humph." Bane muttered, and began to carefully examine the clothes in his hands.

To be honest, just the feel of it was completely different from the haori I was wearing, which was made of spirit particles and had no special meaning.

"This feel... isn't right either. It's different from the feel of the haori worn by Yachiru and the Captain-Commander." Bane raised an eyebrow and pondered.

It seems to need to be more delicate, smoother, and heavier?

He didn't really understand that, apart from a few pieces, the rest of the Shinigami uniforms were continuously produced in the "weaving factory" managed by Senjumaru. In fact, that's how she got her name, "Senjumaru," which not only refers to the six prosthetic skulls she carries, but also to the thousands of hands in the weaving factory.

The vast majority of Shinigami armor is produced there. It is said that it was made by Shutara Senjumaru, but in reality, it can only be considered as the "automatic" production of her prosthetic limbs.

A few Shinigami outfits, such as those worn by captains like Yamamoto Genryusai, were woven by Shutara Senjumaru using the six skeletal arms on his body.

But the items in Bane's hands were woven by Shutara Senjumaru himself.

That's why it took her so long, almost a month, to complete this "job".

Every stitch was meticulously sewn by her. Whether it was the quality or anything else, it could be considered the finest in Soul Society. Even if the four noble families asked Shutara Senjumaru to help design and weave a few haori, it would require a lot of effort and payment, and even then, it would depend on whether Shutara Senjumaru was interested.

However, Bane, being a rough and uncultured man, couldn't possibly understand it. He only felt that the clothes in his hands felt different from the haori worn by Sister Hua and the Captain.

Without thinking much about it, Bane quickly changed into a haori.

It was very appropriate. When I held it in my hand, it felt a bit heavy, but after wearing it, for some reason, it felt as light as if it were nothing. If I couldn't actually see and touch it, I would have thought it was the Emperor's New Clothes.

After checking himself in the dressing mirror a couple of times, Bane said with great satisfaction, "Not bad at all, as expected of the Great Oriole Master."

This haori is simple in color, black and white, with a faint bluish-gray tinge at the ends. There are no extra patterns or embroidery embellishments, except for a subtle but lifelike blue dragon embroidery on the inner collar, which perfectly complements the heart-shaped pendant hanging at Bane's waist.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Shutara Senjumaru's voice came from behind.

Bane, looking in the mirror, instinctively replied, "Very beautiful. I must say, your taste is amazing."

Before he could finish speaking, Bane suddenly realized what was happening and turned to look at the doorway, asking, "How did you get in?"

"I thought there was something wrong with my cooking since you hadn't come out for so long, so I came in to take a look." Shutaro Senjumaru calmly looked Bane up and down and said with a satisfied look in his eyes.

Bane?

"I mean, I definitely locked the door," Bane couldn't help but complain.

"I am a master of needlework, so the door lock is naturally no problem for me," said Shutara Senjumaru.

As she spoke, one of her skeletal arms deftly showed Bane the needle and thread she was holding in her fingertips.

Perhaps it was a sharp tongue, or perhaps it was a fondness for sexually harassing Bane, but at this point, Shutara Senjumaru's gaze shifted slightly downwards, glancing at Bane's most important feature, and he raised an eyebrow, saying, "Your needles are actually quite good too."

"Hey, if you want to fight, just say so," Bane said through gritted teeth, glaring at Shutaro Senjumaru.

However, Shutara Senjumaru did not respond. Instead, she quickly walked up to Bane. Although she looked very tall, she was actually only 1.58 meters tall. Her aura made her appear very aloof and tall.

It fits the description of someone who is 1.5 meters tall but has an aura of 2.8 meters.

At this moment, when he stood in front of Bane, he was not even as tall as Bane's chest.

As if she was a little annoyed, she frowned slightly, and then she heard a strange clicking sound coming from under the captain's haori.

Then Shutara Senjumaru's height immediately increased, making him the same height as Bane, who was over two meters tall.

What's even more outrageous is that although she suddenly grew taller, her body proportions seemed to remain unchanged, as if she had been enlarged proportionally!

This surprised Bane greatly, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her legs, but unfortunately the haori covered them very tightly, and he couldn't see anything. Shutara Senjumaru was very extreme; when she looked at others, she would observe them very carefully and wouldn't allow them to wear anything.

On the contrary, apart from her head being exposed, not a single inch of her skin was exposed!

I don't know whether to call her a conservative or an open-minded person.

"Don't move," Shutara Senjumaru said coldly.

Then, her skeletal arms swung rapidly, straightening Bane's head, smoothing his collar, fixing any minor wrinkles or imperfections in his clothes, and even giving him a haircut.

Nothing changed, except that it made Bane's hair, which had been messed up from lying on the sofa, look smoother and neater.

Finally, a skeletal arm took Bane's wind chime hat from the coat rack and gently placed it on his head.

Only then did Shutara Senjumaru take a few steps back, re-examine Bane, and reveal a smug smile with great satisfaction, saying, "Much more pleasing to the eye."

Bane looked at the dressing mirror again and his eyes lit up. Well, he wasn't particularly handsome; his face could only be described as heroic and resolute, very rugged. Coupled with his tall and muscular physique and his usual tough demeanor, he was quite charming.

Now, he has only changed his haori, which has not changed his appearance. At most, his hairstyle is more in line with his appearance, but it has given him a cool feeling.

"As expected of you," Bane said with some satisfaction.

"Feel your own spiritual pressure." Shutara Senjumaru was not arrogant because of this, but said very calmly.

Upon hearing this, Bane carefully sensed it and found that there was indeed a significant change. It no longer radiated outwards recklessly and chaotically as before. Instead, it was as if the spiritual pressure that had involuntarily radiated outwards due to his own immense power was being guided and gathered by the threads, gradually flowing within the haori.

It was precisely because this haori absorbed and gathered all of Bane's unconsciously scattered spiritual pressure that its own defensive power became even stronger.

"Normally, it will gather your spiritual pressure and comb through the threads to enhance its defense. Moreover, even if it is damaged in battle, it will repair itself by absorbing this spiritual pressure, so there's nothing to worry about. Unless you destroy it to the point that not a single thread is left, as long as you provide it with enough spiritual pressure, it will be completely restored to its original state," Shutara Senjumaru explained.

"I am deeply grateful; this must be a very precious gift." After experiencing it for a while, Bane said to Shutara Senjumaru with great sincerity.

Just moments ago, Shutara Senjumaru had been aloof and unapproachable, but after hearing this sincere gratitude, his eyes became somewhat evasive, and he muttered softly, "It's nothing, we're friends."

This contrast made Bane feel both amused and strange, as if he had received a "friendship fee" from Shutara Senjumaru.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Just then, the bedroom door opened again, and then Hana walked in with a smile, holding her Zanpakuto in her arms.

"Oh dear, every time you two are alone, you always inexplicably end up in the bedroom. It's really puzzling," Hana said with a smile, looking at Bane and Shutora Senjumaru.

The Zanpakuto he was holding trembled slightly, as if it was about to lose its killing intent.

"Here comes the spoilsport." Shutara Senjumaru glanced at Unohana Yachiru, then lightly touched Bane's chin with his skeletal fingers, saying in a somewhat seductive tone, "Let's move on to the next round next time."

If Unohana Yachiru weren't around, Shutara Senjumaru would never have said such ambiguous things; he would have just been sarcastic.

But every time she encounters Unohana Yachiru, she has to cause some trouble.

Bane was speechless. He changed his clothes, looked in the mirror, and then there was the next step? What was the next step? Could you please tell me?

He slapped away Shutara Senjumaru's bone finger and looked at Hana-nee, saying, "Yachiru, are you done teaching?"

Hana-nee didn't actually intend to kill anyone. She slung the Zanpakuto she was holding back to her waist and said in a normal tone, "Well, there are new students enrolling tomorrow. As the headmaster of the Kido Academy, you'll be giving a speech. Have you finished writing your speech?"

"Oh, I asked Vice-Captain Chojiro to write a really good speech for me," Bane laughed.

It must be said that Chojiro Sasaki is indeed worthy of being someone who has assisted Genryusai Yamamoto for over a thousand years. His speech was written with exceptional skill. Moreover, I heard that Chojiro Sasaki will also write the speech for Genryusai Yamamoto as the headmaster tomorrow.

"Vice-Captain Chojiro is indeed quite skilled in this area." Hana nodded, then, as if only now noticing Bane's change, she carefully examined him and said with satisfaction, "Professor Shutaro isn't entirely useless after all."

"Hmph, I didn't expect that someone like you who only knows how to kill people could have an eye for beauty. There's still hope for you." Shutara Senjumaru said with an arrogant snort.

Hearing this, Hana took a deep breath, suppressing her killing intent, and smiled at Shutara Senjumaru, saying, "The Zero Division has invited you several times, why haven't you gone to the Spirit King's Palace to take up your post? Don't you find yourself an eyesore here in Seireitei?"

"I can do whatever I want, I don't need you to teach me how to do things," said Shutara Senjumaru.

Seeing that the two women were about to start arguing, Bane, who seemed used to it, silently leaned against the wall, carefully moved out, and gently closed the bedroom door behind him.

Let them argue all they want, they won't actually fight anyway.

Since Hana stepped down as captain of the 11th Division, she has argued with Shutara Senjumaru several times, but she has never drawn her sword.

Holding a teacup, Bane walked to the window and looked out at the vast plaza of the True Central Spiritual Arts Academy. Many students were reluctant to part with their seniors who were about to leave the school, while some new students, filled with curiosity, wandered around and observed.

Just as Bane took a sip of tea, before he could even swallow, he saw several familiar figures.

Young, even somewhat immature, Kuchiki Byakuya, resembling a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, was dressed in a haori that perfectly conformed to aristocratic etiquette, bearing the Kuchiki family crest, and had a star-patterned hair ornament woven into his hair. He entered through the academy gate.

Beside him stood a dark-skinned beauty, none other than Yoruichi Shihōin, the legitimate daughter of the Shihōin family.

On either side of Yoruichi Shihouin were two other people: one was her little fan, Aya Hachisho, also known as Soi Fon, and the other was Yoruichi's childhood friend, Kisuke Urahara.

As the eldest daughter of the Shihouin family, one of the four noble families, Yoruichi Shihouin naturally did not need to attend classes at the Shinigami Academy.

Furthermore, she is much older than Kuchiki Byakuya. Although they are of the same generation, there is a significant age gap between them, and she no longer needs to receive any basic education. The Shihouin family has its own elite education system.

In fact, Byakuya Kuchiki had received elite education from the Kuchiki family at a young age. Coming here to study was partly to enhance his resume, and partly to further his studies. The academy did have some foundation that could complement the four great noble families.

As for Kisuke Urahara, if Bane remembers correctly, he seems to be a researcher at the academy's research institute now.

I heard that Yoruichi Shihouin is going to join the Gotei 13 and train in the 2nd Division. It seems that Kisuke Urahara also received an invitation to join the 2nd Division because of this.

If I remember correctly, this guy served in the Second Division for two or three hundred years until Kiryu Hikifune was promoted to the Zero Division, at which point he was promoted from the third seat of the Second Division to the captain of the Twelfth Division.

Later, under his leadership, the Twelfth Division established a structure such as a Technology Development Bureau.

(End of this chapter)