The Alchemist in Bleach

Ichiro's class has many nobles, especially with Yoruichi, a top-tier noble, making appointments is not difficult for them.

When Ichiro and the others arrived, they found that most of the people had already arrived, including Yoruichi and the others. The three of them were sitting in a corner chatting and laughing. Seeing this, Ichiro led the two girls over and sat down next to Urahara, while raising his right hand slightly.

"Sorry I'm late."

Urahara and Yoruichi glanced at the armband with the number "3" on Ichiro's right hand, exchanged a look, and sighed inwardly, a sense of foreboding creeping over them...

"It's okay, it hasn't started yet anyway, you..."

However, Ichiro acted faster than they expected. Before Urahara could finish speaking, Ichiro stood up slightly, ignored the wine in front of him, and went to grab a bottle of wine from in front of Urahara. He even deliberately waved the armband on his right hand at Urahara and Yoruichi.

"......."X2

"Sigh~ There are suddenly some things in the way~" Even though he hadn't touched anything, Ichiro deliberately pulled off the armband on his right arm, straightened the "three" on it, and sighed exaggeratedly.

"That's enough! It's just three seats, right? We'll get them all after the rankings are over!" Urahara slammed his fist on the table and said angrily!

"Heh~ Didn't you apply for the fourth seat? Wake up, kid. After the event, the third seat of the second division will go to Yoruichi, not you. You're just a mere fourth seat, even a tiny bit lower than the third seat~" Ichiro pointed to his pinky, his cheeky expression instantly making the somewhat awkward atmosphere at the table more harmonious.

Perhaps their identities have changed, but the people haven't changed. No matter how Ichiro changes, he's still the same cheeky Ichiro.

Gradually, others joined in their conversation, and they all loosened up, chatting freely about everything under the sun.

......

Later in the party, while the others were still drinking in front, Ichiro, Urahara Yoruichi, and the others went to the garden behind the izakaya, sat quietly together, and looked at the calm lake. After a long while, Urahara smiled.

Time flies! In the blink of an eye, we've all graduated!

"It hasn't been long, only ninety chapters."

"Hahaha~~"

"Hahaha~"

The three laughed freely. Although they had only known each other for six years, they had experienced a lot in those six years. Not to mention Urahara Yoruichi, they were born in Soul Society, and those six years already accounted for a significant portion of their lives.

Although the percentage was small for Ichiro, those six years were exceptionally exciting!

More exciting than my previous two lives combined!

"By the way, let's postpone the expedition plan for now. The captain wants to give me some special training, and I've discovered some interesting directions for Fullbring. Let's figure them out first, while that Queen is still around."

"It's alright. We both need some special training anyway. We've improved too fast in the past six years, and my father needs to review the expeditionary plan. But is it really necessary for us to go on an expedition? Although it's troublesome, if we can endure a little more time, we can still meet the merit requirements for the captain of the second division."

Urahara smiled and picked up the thread, saying, "It's necessary. Some of our experiments are inconvenient to conduct in Soul Society, especially now that we're being watched by the Tsuna Yayo family. We need a suitable reason to leave Soul Society, and an expedition would be a good option."

"So I was just doing this on the side?" Yoruichi said, somewhat displeased.

"Haha~ You could say that. Why don't you come and help us?" Ichiro teased Yoruichi.

"Tch~ Fine then. If you can't get it, in exchange, you guys better put some effort into my Double Instantaneous Strike. Such a powerful move can't just be a one-hit wonder!"

"I'm thinking, if medical-grade Zanpakuto don't work, should I try Fullbring? It doesn't require much additional training, and if I succeed in researching it..."

With deliberate control, the three gradually veered away from the expedition plan to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

The expedition plan was ostensibly intended to allow Yoruichi to achieve merit so that she could take control of the Second Division as quickly as possible. After all, the position of captain of the Second Division, strictly speaking, did not belong to the Shihouin family, although they were currently the ones who held the position.

But it's not true, it's not true; some merit is required, so this reason holds water.

With an overt purpose, there is naturally a covert one. The covert purpose is to escape the surveillance of the Great Spirit Book Corridor and complete forbidden research such as creating a simulated Spirit King in Hueco Mundo!

Of course, although this purpose is said to be covert, in reality, anyone who knows the situation can guess the general idea just by seeing the three of them, only they are unsure about the specific research project.

But beneath these two objectives lies a deeper, more profound one known only to Ichiro: to find a way to break the Kyoka Suigetsu technique while escaping Aizen's sight!

This objective is only second to creating a Spirit King!

Although Ichiro has never met Aizen, he doesn't actually know whether he has met him or not. The boss in the original work gives Ichiro an overwhelming sense of pressure!

Just like his classic line in the original work—"When did you start to have the illusion that I didn't use the Mirror Flower Water Moon technique?"

The original work never shows Aizen's Shikai phrase, "Shatter, Kyoka Suigetsu," which sounds more like a sheathing cry, because the genjutsu has been dispelled...

Therefore, Ichiro cannot guarantee whether he has fallen victim to the Kyoka Suigetsu, but he is certain of one thing: Aizen's strength is definitely not weak now, and he has certainly already begun to make his plans!

Because he began his research on the Hogyoku after his own strength had reached its limit, even if Aizen didn't have the idea of ​​creating the Hogyoku at that time, he was definitely not a kind person.

In the original story, this guy was already very strong more than a hundred years ago, but at that time, he wasn't even a captain, and not many people even knew his strength...

Ichiro wouldn't believe that such forbearance was entirely without ulterior motives. Just like Ichiro, although he didn't want to publicize his strength, quite a few people actually knew about his power.

Both Ichiro and Aizen are hiding their strength, but there's a fundamental difference. Ichiro is indifferent; he only wants to pursue the truth, exploit plot holes, and prolong his life. Aizen, on the other hand, is deliberately hiding his power...

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Chapter Ninety-One Special Training (crossed out, cut)! (1/5)

After Urahara and the others roughly confirmed the plan to delay, Ichiro returned and began special training with the captain with peace of mind. For half a month, the two stayed in a special place without going out. Seinosuke was in charge of all the team's affairs, including teaching the chanting of the return path.

Ichiro, meanwhile, calmly let the captain chop...

Half a month later

"Pfft~"

Ichiro collapsed once again into the sea of ​​blood, his eyes lifeless. The captain opposite him smiled slightly, healed Ichiro's injuries, and put away his Bankai. This was a special place in the Seireitei where one could practice Bankai, but only partial Bankai. A world-destroying Bankai like the Captain-Commander's was definitely out of the question.

However, the captain's ultimate skill doesn't fall into this category. It's quite strong, but the impact isn't that significant.

After gathering all his strength, the captain braided his hair back into a plait to cover the wound just below his collarbone. He slowly walked to Ichiro's side, squatted down, looked at his lifeless eyes, and chuckled softly.

"Good job, you can almost last two minutes now. Take a break. If you can last more than two minutes in this afternoon's training, then this training session will be over. That way, I can feel at ease letting you go to Hueco Mundo." After saying that, the captain got up and went to prepare food for Ichiro as usual.

Although physiological needs can be met by absorbing spiritual particles, the process of eating can relieve mental fatigue and is still somewhat beneficial to spiritual practice. Therefore, even if it does not affect physical condition, the act of eating is still very necessary.

On the other side, Ichiro felt no emotion upon hearing this. A week ago, the captain said the same thing: if you can hold on for one minute, the day will be over. His time at that time was fifty-nine seconds!

Then......

The captain suddenly went all out!

In less than ten seconds, only his head remained!

He was on the verge of death!

Then restore it again, chop it down to its head again, restore it again, and so on, until the eyes lose their focus...

Of course, it was a tragic situation, but Ichiro's progress was indeed significant. After all, the captain's goal was not to kill him, but to train him. So every time he was attacked, it was a series of slashes, and there was no situation where he was slashed to the point of near death.

Well, theoretically speaking, this is actually a bit excessive, but, as the saying goes, comparisons are inevitable. After cutting prices like this for almost half a month, Ichiro has gotten a little used to it...

But the effect was still quite good. Not to mention the swordsmanship, being able to last for nearly two minutes against a captain who was going all out was already quite impressive in terms of swordsmanship alone.

Secondly, there's his ability to control his power. This is something that improves the fastest in battle. In the past two weeks, every battle with the captain has been a fight to the death. In this harsh and brutal environment, Ichiro's control over his power has improved rapidly. Although he hasn't completely mastered it yet, he's about 70-80% there.

He could have decided the outcome within ten moves compared to the player he was two weeks ago!

After a while, the light gradually returned to Ichiro's eyes. As he struggled to get up from the ground, he saw the captain frowning, hesitating for a moment, and then arranging some light food on plates.

"Captain, I can eat anything. There's no need to prepare anything light. Just make it according to your preference." Ichiro said as he walked over, rubbing his shoulders.

"That won't work. A proper diet can better relieve mental stress, so cutting... cough... will make the cultivation more effective."

"..." Ichiro looked at his captain speechlessly. You were just saying it looked better to handle, right?

He noticed that the captain had been increasingly undisguised in his desires lately after he started slashing him more, and that during training, he would often fall into a frenzied state while slashing.

At this moment, he was incredibly grateful that he lacked swordsmanship talent; otherwise, he might have already been killed by the captain...

With a sigh, Ichiro sat down and hurriedly ate his meal. This was a way to relax, but it was also a form of training. There was a time limit for eating, and once the time was up, the captain would immediately kill someone!

No mercy!

After sacrificing seven arms, six legs, and half of his skull, Ichiro came to this conclusion!

He quickly finished eating before the captain, then immediately retreated to the middle of the training ground, drew his sword, and parried—all in one smooth motion!

The next instant, the disheveled captain rushed forward and slashed straight at Ichiro. After being blocked, he did not engage Ichiro in a physical struggle, but instead slashed with the momentum, disrupting Ichiro's sword stance and interfering with his power. Then, a short sword slid out from his wide sleeve and stabbed towards Ichiro's neck!

"block!"

A short sword suddenly flew out, deflecting Ichiro's attack. Ichiro quickly retreated to regain his footing!

"The swastika is all gone!"

"Pfft!"

A sea of ​​blood swept across the sky, a blood-red blade flashed, and Ichiro's right hand, holding the sword, fell to his shoulder and flew high into the air!

Ichiro's pupils contracted, but he showed no panic. He swiftly drew a rapier with his left hand, deflected the captain's successive attacks, and then with two quick "swishes," severed the arm flying in the air. With a flick of the sword tip, the Zanpakuto returned to his left hand, and a flash of light appeared!

The blood-stained blades around them were shattered one by one, and Ichiro once again fought the captain!

Unfortunately, at the forty-ninth second, having lost an arm at the start of the game, Ichiro's disadvantages grew increasingly severe, and he collapsed at this moment. His limbs were severed, and a bloody blade slid across his chest and abdomen, spilling his internal organs all over the ground!

Ichiro, defeated!

The captain coldly flicked his Zanpakuto, and endless blood enveloped Ichiro. Moments later, the brand-new Ichiro was fighting the captain again!

In this crimson sea of ​​blood, Ichiro fell down again and again, and rose up again and again, the color in his eyes slowly fading with each fall.

This was not due to the use of absolute rationality, but rather the pressure that the repeated near-death experiences had placed on his mind, making him overwhelmed, and triggering a natural self-protective response from his body.

When all the colors fade, that's when he's on the verge of collapse!