Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

"Did I cut it off?" Yamamoto said with a pout, disappointed.

Seeing this, Zhenyue was stunned: "Captain-Commander, please don't scare me. Also, was that a Crescent Moon Slash just now?"

"Crescent Moon Sky Piercing?"

Yamamoto glanced at him with slight surprise:

"I didn't expect you to know the Shiba family's techniques. It seems you have a good relationship with the Shiba family. But this is not Getsuga Tenshou."

"It's just a business relationship, nothing more than a normal business relationship."

Shinjuku waved his hand.

"As you know, Sora is so young, yet she has to manage the family and raise her younger brother. It's not easy for her. I was just using my helpful nature."

"Our relationship is purely platonic."

Yamamoto gave a cold snort, clearly annoyed.

He knew this kid's character perfectly well; in some ways, he was a completely enhanced version of Kyoraku Shunsui, but even more deserving of a beating.

If this kid didn't have some skill, he probably would have been chopped into eight pieces in Rukongai.

He said slowly:

"That move was called Sword Press."

"The principle is to unleash the spiritual pressure on the Zanpakuto to attack the enemy; it's a common combat skill among Shinigami."

"Next, I will explain how to use this move. You must remember it."

Yamamoto calmly explained the techniques for using the sword pressure to him.

"Have you memorized everything?"

"I've got it!"

Zhenyue instantly abandoned her frivolous attitude and spoke respectfully.

Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction.

That's why he was willing to teach Aozaki Mazuki.

He is usually frivolous and lazy, but when it comes to cultivation, no one is more diligent and serious than him.

After several attempts, Shingetsu successfully transferred his spiritual pressure into his Zanpakuto.

However, even after swinging it for a while, he could only make the Myriad Manifestations Shinra brighter and brighter, and his spiritual pressure would overflow from the blade. He was unable to release his spiritual pressure in the form of a slash.

Yamamoto didn't say much about it, only that he had done very well, that no one could achieve what he had done so far so quickly, and that he should practice more.

"You can go back now. You must learn it within this week. If you don't learn it, I'll let you taste the bitterness of a bone."

Zhenyue didn't leave. She walked to the tea table, poured tea, and said ingratiatingly:

"teacher……"

"Spit it out." Yamamoto took the tea.

Whenever this brat calls me "teacher," it's never a good thing. I wonder what trouble he's gotten himself into this time.

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from the teacher. Actually, what I wanted to talk about was the Tsunayo family. They've been harassing me a lot lately, and I heard they're connected to the rebels. I'm scared..."

"Zhen Yue, don't talk nonsense. How could the rebels be related to the four noble families?"

He glanced at Zhenyue seemingly casually.

"Yes."

"However, the rebels are indeed becoming more and more rampant. Very well, you go back first, and leave this matter to the 13th Gotei 13."

"Thank you, teacher. Don't worry, I will never forget your kindness. After I pass away, I will definitely take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days."

As she spoke, Zhenyue tilted her head slightly, revealing a touched expression.

His expression was so sincere that Yamamoto would surely be deeply moved to have such a loyal and devoted disciple.

Yamamoto took a deep breath and roared, "Get out of here, or I'll let you taste the double bones right now..."

After saying that, Yamamoto kicked him out before Aozaki Mayuki could say anything more.

"boom!"

Looking at the closed gates of the kendo dojo, Shinju shook her head, somewhat resentful.

That old man Yamamoto has wasted his pure and innocent heart.

During the millennium-long bloody war, I certainly won't be there to see him off.

Just as they were about to go back, Aozaki Mayuki's expression suddenly changed.

A voice rang in his ear—

"Shingetsu-kun, can you explain what's wrong with my tea tree?"

"What tea tree? I don't know."

Aozaki Mayuki was startled.

Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged man with white hair and a small mustache smiling at him.

"Ah~"

Chapter 18 Black Cat

"Zhen Yue, what's wrong? You can't even open your eyes during class. Did you stay up too late cultivating yesterday? You should take care of your health while cultivating."

Looking at Aozaki Mayuki with dark circles under her eyes, Matsumoto Rangiku's expression was extremely solemn.

Zhenyue glanced at her and waved her hand, saying:

"Don't worry, I spent the whole night learning tea tree planting techniques yesterday, it's nothing serious."

"The Captain-General can grow tea trees?" Rangiku asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It has nothing to do with the captain-general; it was the vice-captain of the sagabe club who taught me," Mazuki said with a wry smile.

I only picked some tea leaves, and they detained me for a whole night. I have to complain to Yamamoto next week.

"I won't be able to accompany you to training today. I'm going back to get some sleep."

Seeing Mayuki's exhausted appearance, Rangiku nodded:

"Alright then, you get some rest."

As the voice faded, the two parted ways, and Aozaki Mayuki headed towards the dormitory area.

As soon as he opened the dormitory door, his expression suddenly changed.

There was an extra pair of shoes in the entryway, a pair of shoes that didn't belong to "Aozaki Mayuki's gang".

Aozaki Mayuki glanced around, then moved quickly, advancing along the wall while scouting for enemy positions.

As he walked, he suddenly felt something furry rubbing against his leg, and at the same time, a rough sound came from beneath him—

"what are you doing?"

"There's a ghost!" Zhenyue was immediately startled.

Lower your head,

Then I saw a black cat giving me a human-like smile.

Seeing the black cat suddenly appear, Mazuki was startled.

This is not an ordinary black cat, but a very cute black cat.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is that this cat can talk.

Having cultivated to this point, he has been taught by the best teachers, and his spiritual pressure perception is outstanding.

Let alone an ordinary Grim Reaper, he can even detect the approach of a covert mobile police patrol team.

But now, the talking black cat was right next to his feet before he noticed.

Although the creatures in the world of Bleach are incredibly diverse, he has lived in Seireitei for so long and has never actually seen a talking black cat that can easily get close to him.

So, there's only one truth...

"Yoruichi Shihouin?"

The cat seemed a little surprised, its voice softening: "You know me?"

"I don't know you, but Shihouin-kun mentioned you."

"Shihouin-san?"

"Shihōin Yūshirō".

"That guy really tells you everything."

When Yoruichi Shihouin mentions Yushiro Shihouin, she feels somewhat helpless.

Her younger brother is really too dull and naive.

Coming to her senses, she found that Aozaki Mayuki had already arrived at the living room not far away and was carefully looking into each room.

She quickly followed.

"Don't worry, there's no one else here but me."

Yoruichi Shihouin surrounded Mayuki Aozaki, asking with curious eyes:

"If I'm not mistaken, this is Aozaki Mayuki's dormitory."

"You're wearing a spirit academy uniform, have a Zanpakuto hanging from your waist, and are so good-looking... you must be the genius Aozaki Mayuki, right?"

Aozaki Mayuki sat on the sofa, two pieces of clothing beside her, and nodded:

"I am Aozaki Mayuki. Are these your clothes?"

“That’s right, this secret technique has just been completed, and I haven’t yet figured out a way to change the clothes along with it.” Yoruichi looked up at him.

After receiving the answer, Zhenyue touched her chin.

"So, you're lying naked in front of me right now?"