Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

"In the past few days, the only people who have had close contact with him are two teachers and two friends from the same area."

“I know Mr. Kuchiki’s character; he wouldn’t do anything outrageous. As for the other teacher, her relationship with Aozaki Mayuki is very pure.”

The dean nodded.

Hmm... a purely spiritual relationship.

Yamamoto leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a long time, seemingly deep in thought.

The dean walked to the tea table, picked up the tea set, and poured tea for Yamamoto. It was clear that he was already very skilled at it.

After what seemed like an eternity, the dean grew somewhat bored standing there, when Yamamoto suddenly spoke up:

"Since that child likes to learn, let him come to the First Division after class. I will personally teach him how to become a qualified Grim Reaper."

"I'll have the Riding team inform the kid. You can go back now."

The dean was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes revealed excitement.

Why is he personally teaching Aozaki Mayuki?!

Besides his role in training, sending him to the First Squad was likely also intended to provide him with opportunities for observation and protection.

After the inspection, could it be...?

The possibilities that might follow are too beautiful for the dean to even imagine.

Why don't I have that kind of talent?

If I had such talent, it wouldn't have been Chojiro Sasaki who was recruited by the Captain-Commander back then, but me, Kageto Sato.

The dean sighed inwardly and left the team leader's rest room.

…………

"I'm confirming one last time, Shinonome Aozaki, a student of the Shinonome Academy of Spiritual Arts, are you willing to go to the First Division to study?"

"I am willing."

Looking at the messenger from the Riting team, Mayuki immediately gave an affirmative answer.

That's Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, the strongest Shinigami in a thousand years, a true all-rounder, standing at the pinnacle of Shinigami in every aspect. There's nothing wrong with learning from him.

It would be hard to find a better teacher in Soul Society than him.

In addition, he was in charge of the Gotei 13.

If I can get along well with him, I can avoid a lot of trouble. At the very least, I won't have to worry about those nobles causing me trouble.

Watching the messenger from the Riting team leave, Mazuki returned to her dormitory.

As soon as she entered, Matsumoto Rangiku put down the snacks she was holding and immediately hugged them.

"Matsuki, was it the Riting team that came looking for you just now?"

“That’s right. Captain-Commander Yamamoto asked me to go to the First Division barracks once a week, and he would guide my training.”

Shinjuku had nothing to hide, nor did she ever intend to hide anything.

He was eager for the news to spread as widely as possible; the more people who knew, the less trouble he would have.

"You mean, Captain-Commander Yamamoto has taken you as his disciple?" Matsumoto Rangiku said excitedly, swaying back and forth as she rode on Mayuki's back.

"He didn't say he wanted to take me as a disciple, he just wanted to guide my cultivation." Zhenyue lay on the sofa and straightened the swaying Rangiku to prevent her from falling off the sofa due to her excitement.

Rangiku sat up straight, pondered for a moment, then looked puzzled and said, "So that's... um... the Captain-Commander's extracurricular tutoring?"

Shinjuku found this statement a bit strange, reminding him of Yui-sensei.

He poked Rangiku's cute little face and nodded, saying, "That's about the gist of it."

"This doesn't seem to be any different from being a disciple! You should be considered Captain-Commander Yamamoto's unofficial disciple."

Rangiku recalled the story Shinjuku had told her: the disciples of those major sects were of many kinds, and this situation should fall under the category of unregistered disciples.

"If you have the Captain-Commander's guidance, will you become very strong quickly? Does that mean I can slack off?"

"Of course not, you absolutely cannot slack off in your cultivation."

Shinjuku sighed:

"Rangiku... why do you think I brought you to the Shinigami Academy?"

"I know, because Mayu is a lolicon and can't live without her."

"..."

Zhenyue rubbed her forehead, saying with a headache:

"That's part of the reason, but not entirely, because I have complete control."

"Wait, that's not what I meant."

"The main reason is that there is a villain with a human face but a beast heart hiding in Rukongai."

“There’s something inside you that’s very important to him, but he doesn’t know how important it is yet.”

"Just in case, you must train hard, because strength is the key to survival."

At this point, Shinjuku became serious and placed her large hand on Matsumoto Rangiku's chest.

Hidden within this petite body is a part of the Spirit King's body, something the Hogyoku needs.

He believed that Matsumoto Rangiku possessed "the fingertips of the Soul King" and that her talent couldn't be too bad.

The night grew quiet.

Inside the vast mansion, Maki and the young Rangiku lay on the sofa, staring at each other in silence for a long time.

Rangiku, who grew up in Rukongai and suffered cold looks and disdain, and often went hungry, could never have imagined that someone as penniless as herself could possess something that a certain villain considered important.

Chapter 11

Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy.

Outdoor training ground.

The sky was bright and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Dust billowed across the empty training field.

Rows of targets were placed along the edge of the training field, and further away was a blue demonic barrier that covered the entire training field.

Many students from the Spirit Arts Academy have already begun their regular Ghost Path training here, but they keep glancing at the figure in the center of the training ground.

Wearing a blue and white Spirit Arts Academy uniform, Shinju was in the training field, aiming her palm at a target.

"You ruler! Masks of flesh and blood, all things, soaring wings, things bearing the name of mankind! Scorching heat and strife, rising southward across the sea, marching forward!"

"Hado #31: Red Fire Cannon!"

With the chanting, spiritual particles quickly gathered in his hand, and finally transformed into flames that flew out.

"boom!"

A loud rumbling sound was heard, followed by the ground shaking.

As the smoke cleared, the target disappeared, leaving only a charred crater in its place.

—This is what the students of the Spirit Arts Academy saw.

"Aozaki-kun is really amazing. I haven't even figured out the White Lightning yet, and Aozaki-kun has already started practicing the Red Fire Cannon."

The students who had been training hard felt a mix of emotions upon seeing this, but they still had to admit that Shingetsu was a genius.

Generally speaking, souls from Rukongai, being far from Seireitei, have not received Shinigami training from a young age, and their training progress is naturally inferior to that of noble-born insei.

Aside from geniuses with exceptional talent in Kido (the way of the demonic arts), most Rukongai students, even after graduating, cannot catch up with the progress of the noble students.

But they never expected that this guy with a messy private life, besides his fast spiritual pressure training, would have such a high talent in the Kido.

"Tch, it's nothing special. Kido is nothing. Shinigami rely on Zanpakuto. This afternoon is Zanpakuto class. I'm sure my swordsmanship is no worse than his..."

The noblemen looked disdainful, but their tone was somewhat sour.

In fact, they were also somewhat shocked, since most of them were still cultivating "Breaking the Dao Twelve: Subduing Fire".

No wonder the elders in the family told them to spend more time with Aozaki Mayuki; that guy is really too exaggerated.

After observing for a while, Zhenyue's side had already completed another Crimson Fire Cannon.

"Do you want to train together?"

Shinzuki dusted himself off and smiled at Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gindo who were walking towards him.

Shinjutsu smoothed his long hair, sweat trickling down his handsome face and fair neck, sliding into his collar.

The visually stunning scene was incredibly impactful, captivating the attention of the female students secretly watching from a distance. She casually reached into her pocket to count her allowance.

Even Yui-sensei, who taught the Kido, was momentarily stunned by the sight, thinking to herself, "I really can't blame myself for not having a strong will back then."

She had been a teacher at the Spirit Arts Academy for almost a hundred years, so of course she wouldn't be so superficial. She never imagined that one day she would be seduced by beauty.

The main problem is that I've never seen a man like Shinjuku in Seireitei.

Even the "perfectly handsome man" Mr. Kuchiki is slightly inferior to him.

She thought of the bald dean, and then looked at the male students next to her, some with resentment and others trying to look cool. Compared to them, Zhenyue seemed to be prettier.

However, she hadn't forgotten why she came.

This child is truly the apple of the eye of the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts.

"Yui-sensei, is there something you need?"

"Aozaki-kun, today's Kido class is over," Yui said with a smile. "Take good rest during your break and get ready. This afternoon's Slayer class will be very helpful for you."

Shingetsu's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

It seems the important person who came this afternoon is indeed very important, and his swordsmanship is quite skilled, which is why Ms. Yui came specifically to remind me.

"I understand, Ms. Yui. We'll be going now."

Shinju bowed to Yui and left the training ground with Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin.

After the three finished their meal, they rested in the dormitory for two hours.