The Alchemist in Bleach

At dawn, Ichiro slowly opened his eyes, turning his head to look at the Zanpakuto beside him with a complicated expression. In the blink of an eye, a semester had passed, and the Zanpakuto's voice he could hear had only increased by two words. The time until Shikai was still far away...

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Chapter Fourteen: The Silly Daily Life

However, no matter how worried Ichiro was, he couldn't change the situation. He could only wait patiently. Fortunately, there had been some progress. With persistent effort, he would eventually succeed.

"Sigh~" Ichiro sighed again as he stood in front of the vanity. Urahara, who was putting on his clothes, rolled his eyes at him.

Why are you sighing again?

"I've become handsome again, what should I do?"

“…” Urahara rolled his eyes and said impatiently, “Hurry up.”

"I know, I know, honestly, you nag me every day, aren't you annoyed?"

Urahara's eyebrows twitched: "Who told you to be so narcissistic every day?"

This is their daily routine before going to class; if they miss it one day, they feel a little out of place...

To be honest, seeing so many people choosing to graduate early, Ichiro is starting to feel a bit emotional. It's really true that you don't learn much...

Now, aside from the higher-ranking Kido, Ichiro can't learn anything else at school.

Compared to Kido, Ichiro places more emphasis on its principles and techniques, which is why, despite having only learned so little Kido, few teachers at the academy are able to teach him.

Now, his only motivation for staying at school is to have more time to study his own things. If he were to graduate and join a squad, he could certainly learn more advanced Kido knowledge, but what Ichiro values ​​most right now is Spirit Alchemy. He has connected his alchemy from his previous life with two Spirit Pistols and is making rapid progress. He can't possibly graduate now and become a corporate slave.

After leaving the house, the two waited for Yoruichi downstairs in the dormitory as usual, and then went to the classroom together.

"By the way, do you want to go to the base to practice this weekend? We haven't been together in ages," Yoruichi asked Ichiro, tilting her head.

"The weekend? No, not this week. The captain will be giving a lecture this week, and I want to attend. It's a rare opportunity."

"Is it rare? I remember this is the third time this month, right? Last month it was four times, and this month is only halfway through and it's already three times. How is this opportunity rare..." Urahara muttered to himself.

"Really? I didn't calculate that. I heard it from the seniors in the team. It seems that the captain used to only give a lecture once every few years."

"Oh." x 2

"I don't know why this is happening. Why do you think the captain has been giving lectures so frequently lately?"

"Oh." x 2

Aren't you curious?

"Not curious." x 2

"..."

Seeing Ichiro's discomfiture, Urahara and Yoruichi exchanged a glance, barely suppressing their laughter. Sure enough, other people's pain is my happiness. Ichiro was right!

Amidst their banter, the three arrived at the classroom. Ichiro continued to relentlessly hint to Urahara Yoruichi that, no matter what, he absolutely had to make a scene today!

"Urahara, have you heard? A genius who skipped a grade is coming to our class. I heard she's already mastered Shikai." Ichio skipped over, her ponytail bouncing with her movements, revealing her youthful energy.

Unfortunately, a girl is still just a girl; with such a big movement, all she could manage was a ponytail.

Ichiro sat back down, resting his head on the window, and casually remarked, "Shikai? Isn't that similar to Urahara's? There really are a lot of geniuses."

"No, strictly speaking, she is more talented than me. She has only been enrolled for half a year, while it took me almost a year to complete my Shikai. Interesting."

"There are more and more geniuses. It feels so hard to get by. Captain Unohana has been giving lectures more often lately. I don't know why."

'We're doomed!' x 2

Urahara and Yoruichi felt a chill run down their spines. Sure enough, Ichiro successfully followed up on Ichiro's question.

"Why? I heard from my family that it should be hard to catch the team leader giving a lecture, after all, they have a lot of things to do."

"Sigh~" Urahara and Yoruichi sighed at the same time, putting their right hands to their foreheads.

Ichiro was secretly delighted, but outwardly he sighed without showing any emotion and said, "I don't know either. I heard from the seniors that it used to be held only once every few years. I don't know why, but after I went there, it started to be held more frequently. Sigh, why is that?"

"..." Seeing Ichiro's annoyance, Ichio's lips twitched. She turned to look at Urahara and Yoruichi, who were sighing and rubbing their foreheads, and seemed to understand why they were doing this...

"Heh...hehe, but...maybe it's because..."

Before Ichio could finish speaking, Yoruichi immediately pressed her down to sit in the seat in front of Ichiro and said, "Class is about to start, hurry up and get ready."

Ichiro pursed his lips, his casual expression vanished, and he pulled two notebooks from the drawer, beginning to seriously calculate various data.

After a while, the teacher of this class walked in with a girl with long, straight black hair. She had a small, delicate Zanpakuto hanging at her waist. It was not a shallow Zanpakuto; it was clearly a rare permanently released type.

"Come on, let me introduce myself."

"Swish~"

The crisp sound he expected didn't come; instead, there was a rustling sound. Ichiro looked up in surprise and saw the girl engrossed in writing something on a large notebook. Ichiro's gaze fell on the Zanpakuto, and he raised an eyebrow.

'Hmm? A permanent Shikai Zanpakuto?'

A permanent Shikai Zanpakuto, without a Shikai phrase, the Zanpakuto is always in its Shikai state, making it an extremely rare Zanpakuto.

At this moment, the girl turned the notebook over, and it turned out to be her self-introduction.

Hello, my name is Linglan Yue. Nice to meet you.

"She can't speak, please be understanding."

Hearing his teacher's words, Ichiro stared blankly at the girl's bright smile, silently adding a research plan to his mind.

However, there are always a few idiots who can't read the room...

"Hahaha~ Since when can a mute be the Grim Reaper? Haha...ha...h..."

Under the cold gazes of the crowd, he silently fell silent, lowered his head, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

Seeing this, Ichiro frowned. He knew this person; he had come from Rukongai just like him, but his number was later. So, a year had passed, and he still hadn't changed his thug-like nature, or rather, he had never thought of changing it.

Glancing at the girl with her head down on the podium, Ichiro coldly looked at that idiot: "Then what kind of trash are you, who are you even worse than her?"

"you……"

"What? Did Ichiro say something wrong? You can't even do the Shikai of your Zanpakuto, aren't you ashamed of showing off all day?"

"..." Hearing Urahara's veiled words, Ichiro's lips twitched. However, given the current special circumstances, he decided to suppress his anger for now and let him know the usefulness of his "warm heart" later that night!

"Alright, stop arguing, Sugo. Get out of here! If there's a next time, or if I hear any bad rumors at school, you're going back to Rukongai!" The teacher looked coldly at Sugo, whose expression was somewhat distorted, and said in a cold voice, "You can bet on whether I have that right!"

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Chapter Fifteen: Returning to the Winds of Change!

Xu Xiang certainly wouldn't dare gamble. He was joking. This teacher was the one who taught them general history. His surname was Kuchiki, the head of the four noble families. Expelling a second-time student like him would be a simple matter of a word.

After Sugo left, the teacher glanced around the classroom, then looked at Ichiro, who was sitting in the last row by the window, and said, "Ichiro, didn't you always want to sit in the second-to-last seat? Now your chance has come. She's sitting behind you. Make her a desk and chair."

"..." Ichiro sighed slightly. "Wait, is the school so poor that it can't even afford a set of desks and chairs?"

"The one temporarily assigned to our class, shut up! Otherwise, I would have let her sit in Xuxiang's seat; she still has classes to attend!"

"Oh no! It's not easy to find an opportunity to return to my hometown, I'll do it."

So, Ichiro turned around helplessly, waved his hand casually, and the alchemy in his sleeve shone brightly. Then, a set of tables and chairs appeared out of thin air to Suzuran Yue's astonishment!

"Hmm, good. Go on, class is starting. Today we'll continue discussing the political system at the time of the Seireitei's founding..."

With a curious look in her eyes, Suzuran sat down behind Ichiro, glancing at the new table and chairs that had just appeared. This was the first time she had ever seen such an ability.

……

Soon, a class was over, and Ichiro pulled his attention away from his notes, looking at Urahara who had patted him on the shoulder with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?" Then Ichiro saw Ichio Yoruichi talking to Suzuran Tsuki, shrugged, put away his notebook, and turned around to join their conversation.

"Your Zanpakuto is so beautiful, what is its power?"

"Swish~"

'Mine is a healing-type Zanpakuto; it can absorb injuries and convert my spiritual energy into life force for healing.'

"Wow, that's pretty good. If I practice this ability on my previous back channels, it will be twice as effective."

Ichiro looked at Ichiro with a puzzled expression and asked, "The old way back? Will there be any changes to the way back?"

"Huh? Didn't I tell you? Recently, the captain and I have been working on classifying and numbering the return paths, and adding incantations, just like the 'hado' and 'bakudo'."

"..."xn

Everyone shook their heads in unison, then paused for a moment, and suddenly realized something, something important!

"You and the captain did the research together? Together? You?" Ichiro looked at Ichiro in shock.

"..." Ichiro was slightly speechless. "What? Not good enough..."

"I remember you're only at number 40 in Kido, right? Are you capable of completing this?" Urahara, standing to the side, also voiced his doubts, as the news was simply too shocking.

"First, I mainly study and research the techniques and principles of the Ghost Path, so the number of Ghost Paths makes no difference to me. Second, it's not forty, it's forty-five now. There are only a dozen or so left in the academy that haven't been learned yet."

'...pervert...'xn

"So, what's the deal with the need for change in the Taoist tradition?"

"Oh, this is from when the captain was giving a lecture last week..."

……

The week before, there wasn't supposed to be a class, but two rookies from the 11th Division got into a fight in the 4th Division, injuring a few girls. And, coincidentally, Captain Unohana witnessed it, and then…

Then Ichiro and his friends were in luck. A last-minute practical lesson on returning to the path unfolded, with two members of the Eleventh Division as teaching materials!

While the two looked on in horror, Captain Unohana used her spiritual power to block their pain sensations, and at the same time told Ichiro and the others about the techniques they needed to pay attention to.

Then, with a smile on his face, he broke the limbs of the two men, sending chills down everyone's spines.

But their attention was quickly drawn to the captain's skillful techniques and easy-to-understand explanations. Everyone was immersed in a sea of ​​knowledge, paying no attention to the two Eleventh Division members whose limbs had been repeatedly broken...

Except for Ichiro...

Because he has recently been researching body tempering and has made some progress, he is quite sensitive to these things. From Ichiro's perspective, although the two people's limbs are constantly being broken and healed, the exquisite techniques do not bring them any negative effects.

Instead, it's like forging iron, constantly hammering out and healing the hidden injuries in their bodies. This will be of great benefit to them in the future. You could say they've gained something from this experience, if they can get rid of the psychological trauma it caused...

But this is good too. For Ichiro, one lesson yields two benefits, a huge win!

Soon, their usefulness was exhausted, and they were thrown aside trembling. The captain began to treat the other wounded and explained the different injuries.