Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Unohana Retsu smiled and said, "If you'd like to come to the flower arranging class, I'll teach you how to arrange flowers."

"Good good..."

Aozaki Mayuki was just being polite, trying to get closer to Unohana. She really didn't want to continue arguing with her about flower arranging, so she smiled and said:

"Now I know there are some things I can say, like... when will the captain teach me kendo?"

Unohana Retsu chuckled. This kid really doesn't miss any opportunity to become stronger. She had just given him a friendly look, and he started talking about swordsmanship.

Instead of getting angry, she replied naturally, "We can start anytime. What do you want to ask? Do you need to practice with me to find out the problems?"

Aozaki Mayuki's heart melted; she thought to herself, "This kind and gentle older sister is truly amazing."

This gentle temperament is something that young people like Yoruichi and Rangiku can't compare to, and it actually made Mayuki feel a little excited. It would be even better if she weren't a battle maniac who loves fighting.

A cold snort rang out from a rooftop not far away: "That despicable fellow, I'm here observing the enemy's situation, and he's just sitting there chatting."

Aozaki Mayuki suddenly turned around and felt a chill run down her spine, a cold sensation shooting straight to the top of her head.

If his eyesight were any better, he would have seen Yoruichi perched on the roof, watching the two fellow travelers on the path of swordsmanship with a look of utter disdain.

Aozaki Mayuki said seriously, "Captain Unohana, there's no need for sparring. I have a minor problem..."

Unohana Retsu tilted her head and glanced at the night scene, then raised her hand to interrupt, "No need to rush, let's close the doors and windows first, so as not to be disturbed by some irrelevant people."

Clearly, given Unohana's strength and years of experience in battle, it's impossible that she didn't know Yoruichi was observing from a distance, yet she nonchalantly chose to focus on discussing swordsmanship with her "student."

Seeing that the doors and windows were tightly closed, Yoruichi Shihōin, clearly too lazy to continue observing the two's heart-to-heart talk, disappeared from the spot with a "whoosh".

Retsu Unohana led Mayuki Aozaki inside, and the two of them sat down on the ground without any formalities.

Aozaki Mayuki explains the questions she prepared in advance to Unohana.

Unohana Retsu is always willing to answer questions, and she will speak freely about anything she knows.

The moon rose higher and higher, the night grew longer and longer, and the night became more and more serene and beautiful.

Shinjuku was completely absorbed in it, as if she had completely forgotten the purpose of her visit.

You can't blame him for that; he was on the principle of not wasting his time since he was already there.

Before he came, he actually sorted out the problems that existed in kendo and sincerely sought answers from Unohana Retsu.

Retsu Unohana is a master of swordsmanship who embraces all styles of swordsmanship. As the first Kenpachi, he holds the highest rank of "10th Dan" in Seireitei swordsmanship.

No matter how talented Aozaki Mayuki is, her intellectual level is still far behind that of the other party.

Her understanding of kendo surpasses that of old man Yamamoto, so it's only natural to ask her for advice when you have questions.

Both of them were completely absorbed in the discussion, and the swordsmanship allowed them to transcend the barrier of spiritual pressure and engage in a heated debate.

…………

When I came to my senses, it was already completely dark.

"Oops!"

Looking through the crack at the dim sky outside the window, Aozaki Mayuki thought of a certain kitten.

"Captain Unohana, thank you for your guidance."

With all the problems resolved, he felt he had to leave.

That little cat must be very angry right now; he could picture Yoruichi puffing up her little face.

“This is nothing. If you still have questions about swordsmanship, you can come to me anytime,” Unohana Retsu said calmly.

Aozaki Mayuki Asano Hana Retsu cupped her hands and said, "Then I'll be leaving now. It's getting late, so you should get some rest too."

He pushed open the door, and the lanterns in the corridor were lit, emitting a faint light. He looked up at the sky, which was gloomy, as if it might burst into tears at any moment.

The weather did not disappoint him; as he walked along the road, the sound of rain suddenly began.

A clap of thunder shattered the serene atmosphere of the rainy night, as if ghosts were playing a tragic symphony on the boundless earth, or as if countless swords were clashing, and life was slipping away in the sparks of friction, leaving one feeling sorrowful and helpless.

Listening to the desolate sound of the rain, Aozaki Mayuki remained silent for a long time, as if she had something on her mind, but she didn't say anything.

He walked to the gate of the barracks, where Death was still on guard. He borrowed a paper umbrella and strolled slowly down the road.

A cold voice came from ahead: "You've finally come out."

Aozaki Mayuki suddenly looked up and saw a small courtyard at the end of the street. Shihouin Yoruichi was standing under the eaves, looking at him with her puffed-up little face.

As expected... Aozaki Mayuki chuckled and said, "This was an accident. You know, I tend to get carried away when I start training."

"Besides, I didn't know it would take you a long time to steal the hot spring, so I'll just drag it out as long as I can."

Clearly, Yoruichi Shihouin knew the true nature of the man in front of her. Although she rolled her eyes, she still accepted this seemingly fake reason.

This is because the man's name is Aozaki Mayuki, and he is a well-known cultivation fanatic.

Yoruichi Shihouin didn't want to get entangled in this kind of topic with him, so she waved her hand and said irritably, "Aren't you going to come and pick up your captain?"

"Captain, I'll be right there." Aozaki Mayuki walked forward, holding an umbrella, immediately switching into the role of a lackey, and said with a smile, "Captain, you've worked so hard. Are you tired? Do you need me to carry you?"

"You've got a conscience after all." Yoruichi Shihouin didn't refuse and, looking at Maki's back, leaned over.

Feeling the softness behind him, Aozaki Mayuki thought that being a mount wasn't so bad, except that he wasn't going in the right direction.

He reached out one hand to support the girl on his back and swayed her gently, while holding up the umbrella with his other hand, and said, "My conscience is not as good as yours."

"That sounds nice..." Shihouin sneered and pinched Aozaki Mayuki's ear.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... What are you doing?"

Aozaki Mayuki pretended to be in pain and cried out, which made Yoruichi let go.

"Who told you to talk nonsense? You weren't even born when I said those things to little girls."

Yoruichi lowered his head and gently blew a breath near Mayuki's ear, which was being pulled. The stimulating sensation made Mayuki shudder involuntarily.

"I didn't think that much about it," Aozaki Mayuki said, pouting.

"I don't care, I'm unhappy, so I'm going to bully you." Yoruichi said, leaning on his back, her words carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Aozaki Mayuki turned around, and Yoruichi Shihouin's small face rested on his shoulder, her arms wrapped tightly around him, pressed against his body.

"Fine, fine, let them bully us then," Aozaki Mayuki said helplessly. "What can we do? We're just ordinary folks; we can't afford to mess with you nobles."

"Don't you like being bullied by me?" Yoruichi Shihouin blinked.

Who likes to be bullied?

"Hmph!" Yoruichi's breath, mixed with the cold wind, went straight to Shinju's neck.

"I like being bullied by you, okay?" Aozaki Mayuki sighed, secretly vowing that she would get her revenge someday.

Chapter 37 Captain-Level Rebels

The two chatted and joked around for a while, and soon walked out of the street.

The beautiful woman behind him exuded a delicate fragrance, and Zhenyue's arm was supporting her private parts. He could even touch her cheek with his lips when he turned his head.

But at this moment, Zhenyue couldn't have any strange thoughts, because he sensed something was wrong.

The streets were too quiet, but they shouldn't have been.

This is Seireitei, the most prosperous place in Soul Society. Even the most secluded path should have the presence of living beings.

“Something seems to have happened…” Aozaki Mayuki sniffed and smelled a familiar scent.

The two exchanged a glance and nodded, understanding each other's meaning without needing to say a word, and then slipped onto the roof.

Shingetsu carefully sensed the familiar scene, the familiar clash of spiritual pressure, and the familiar life-or-death struggle.

"That is..."

Both of them opened their eyes wide, their pupils reflecting the scene of the two armies clashing.

"To be able to detect me and block my sneak attack, you truly deserve to be the eldest son of the Kuchiki family."

At this moment, some of the rebels stepped forward.

A man dressed in tattered rebel clothing, with short, messy black hair and a bloodthirsty smile.

Holding his blood-stained Zanpakuto, he looked at the handsome man before him and slowly spoke:

"Kuchiki Soujun, I am Takasugi Sanosuke. Remember this name, for I am the one who is about to kill you!"

With that, he swung his long sword, unleashing his full spiritual pressure...

Third-class Spirit Might - Captain Level!

Kuchiki Sōjun paused for a moment, then raised his blood-stained Zanpakutō with his injured right hand.

What was initially thought to be a routine operation to suppress rebels now seems to be directed at us, judging from their tone.

Moreover, the opponent deliberately concealed their spiritual pressure among the rebels, and their ambush skills were unlike those of an ordinary Shinigami.

One of the rebels shouted, "Kill them!"

On the battlefield, the cacophony of clashing swords filled the air, along with the sounds of friction, shouts, wind, and rain—a cacophony of sounds all occurring simultaneously, as if a tragic song had suddenly begun to play.

This tragic song possesses a peculiar magic, prompting more and more people to wholeheartedly throw themselves into the battle.

"Burn to ashes, Oni-Enmaru!"

The moment the release command was uttered, the Zanpakuto in Takasugi Sanohisa's hand flashed and changed its posture.

The samurai sword extended into a large naginata, with flames like crimson cherry blossoms burning at the tsuba.

“Kuchiki Sojun’s body is too weak. He can handle ordinary rebels, but he might be in danger if the opponent is a captain-level officer,” Yoruichi said to Mayuki. “Let’s go help.”

Without waiting for a response, he dashed into the battlefield.

Aozaki Mayuki hesitated for a moment, then gave a firm "Mmm".

Just as I was about to set off, I suddenly saw something.

"careful!"

He instantly appeared beside Yoruichi Shihouin, wrapped his arms around her waist, and used his left hand to grasp the Myriad Manifestations of the Forest to block her attack.

Clang!

A gigantic shuriken, blocked by the myriad forces of nature, burst into dazzling sparks in the night sky!