Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"She gave up swordsmanship early on because her Zanpakuto was too weak, and turned to haphazard fighting instead."

"With her strong and unyielding will, she successfully rose to the level of captain by relying on her skillful hand-to-hand combat, and even among the many captains, she can be considered strong."

Below the stage, Ichigo wore a suspicious expression.

This guy sounds like he's quite familiar with Captain Shifuin.

Is he also a Death Captain?

Ichigo quickly shook his head.

Impossible. If all captains were this unreliable, Soul Society would have been destroyed long ago.

"Next, I will teach you a secret technique for fighting without any special skills. Those who can master this technique perfectly will at least be able to become captains or something, or at least get a position as a head officer."

"It's just that the Gotei 13 isn't what it used to be, otherwise being a captain would be more than enough."

Naraku Sora shook his head.

Since he merged the old and new Gotei 13, the overall strength of the Soul Society's military organization has skyrocketed.

The unit of measurement that occupies the position without doing anything is directly replaced by a newcomer with more potential and strength.

Even many of the officials in charge of the banquet were eliminated.

The Soul Society at present can only be described as thriving.

Under the expectant gaze of the students, Naraku Sora began to break down the basic techniques of "One Bone," from the movements to the angle of force application, and then to practical application.

I don't expect these people to learn everything, but even learning just a part of it will be enough to benefit them immensely.

Of course, Ichigo is an exception.

In the original timeline, he was able to kill Yhwach in less than two years without even receiving formal training.

With such terrifying talent, if he can't even learn the basics of the Bone Technique, then he shouldn't blame him for giving him a good lesson.

"That's all the specific details. Feel free to ask me anything you don't understand."

Naraku grinned. "Next up is free sparring time."

Upon seeing someone's smile, Ichigo's vision went black.

The other students cast pitying glances at him.

Although I'm a little envious of this kid being able to receive one-on-one personal guidance from the teacher, he always ends up being beaten so badly he's practically swaying and completely battered, which is somewhat pitiful.

When the two arrived at the designated area and assumed their fighting stances, Ichigo couldn't help but ask:

Why are you always targeting me?

Naraku Sora tilted his head and replied in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Because you are the one I chose, young man."

"Aren't you satisfied? If you don't like this kind of life, I can leave anytime."

Ichigo hesitated, unable to utter the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Damn it, what's wrong with me?

Even though I get beaten up every day, I still feel happy being with this guy. Is this the legendary PUA?

When he realized he couldn't figure it out, Ichigo simply gave up thinking, roared, grabbed his fist which glowed with blue light, and charged straight ahead.

Naraku's eyes lit up: "Perfect timing!"

Then, the two figures, one large and one small, collided solidly, unleashing an astonishing shockwave.

Ichigo lived his life at the Spirit Arts Academy with a bittersweet mix of pain and joy.

……

……

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

On the smooth and wide road, two figures walked side by side.

Ichigo glanced at the guy next to him with a hint of disdain, and gave a smirk:

Why do you follow me home every time I go?

Naraku Sora wore an expression that seemed perfectly natural:

"Of course, it's a home visit."

"You don't actually think you've done a great job these past six months, do you?"

"I've taught you step by step for so long, and you still can't even fire a single Crimson Fire Cannon. Are you proud of that?"

Upon hearing this, Ichigo gritted his teeth, but had no way to refute it.

He himself didn't know what was going on.

Despite being very proficient in the incantations and hand seals of the Ghost Path, during the release process, either the incantation would explode or not even a spark could be produced.

Naraku Sora naturally knew what was going on.

Ichigo's spiritual pressure is too strong, and he can't control it properly, so he can't perform the delicate operations of Kido.

He is better suited to a fighting style that involves wielding a knife or throwing punches.

Therefore, instead of wasting time on the Ghost Path, it's better to focus your energy on the other three basic abilities.

It's worth mentioning that after half a year of polishing, this rough gem is already stronger than the average Death Captain.

This is based on the premise that there is no forced growth.

If Ichigo were to learn even the dynamic and static blood armor techniques, his combat power would probably increase by another level.

Back when Ichigo enrolled, Naraku Sora had already noticed that, compared to a Shinigami, Ichigo was more like a Quincy who wielded a sword and shot arrows.

Zangetsu had been suppressing his Shinigami powers, and he fought using Quincy powers from beginning to end.

Ichigo stammered for a while, then muttered under his breath, "I think it's your teaching that's the problem. You yourself don't even use Kido..."

Before he could finish speaking, Naraku casually conjured a fireball.

The terrifyingly high temperature caused the surrounding air to distort.

After staring blankly for two seconds, Ichigo angrily shut his mouth and went off to sulk.

Ignoring the brat who was wasting his time, Naraku Sora walked along, pondering how to get a shot at Yotsuba before the final battle began.

Perhaps because he was still young, Ichigo quickly forgot his earlier displeasure and took the initiative to come closer and ask:

"I rarely see you thinking. What are you thinking about?"

Naraku glanced at him, sighed, and said with some helplessness:

"Of course it's your mom."

Ichigo: "?"

Do you want to hear what you're saying?

If it weren't for the fact that they had spent the past six months together, anyone else would have already used Crescent Moon Sky Charge to attack.

Just as he was struggling with his decision, the extravagantly designed Shiba family mansion came into view.

When Ichigo saw the enormous, arm-shaped building that soared into the sky, he couldn't help but feel an urge to turn around and leave.

Is this Daddy's home in Soul Society?

That's a bit too much, well, it's quite unique.

Unlike Ichigo's awkwardness, Naraku Sora seemed very outgoing and familiar.

This wasn't his first time here; he had long since become immune to the Shiba family's unique aesthetic.

Having received news that the Spirit Arts Academy was on holiday, Shiba Isshin and Kurosaki Masaki waited at the entrance early. When they saw Naraku Sora and Ichigo, they immediately came to greet them.

"Lord Aizen is already waiting inside."

Naraku Sora raised an eyebrow: "As expected of my dearest friend, we are truly of one mind."

Led by Shiba Isshin, the group entered the reception room.

As soon as he entered the room, Naraku saw the figure sitting there enjoying tea and went straight to greet him.

"Sousuke, I've just come up with a brilliant idea."

Aizen put down his teacup and narrowed his eyes slightly.

When Naraku says these words, it often means that someone is about to suffer misfortune.

He sighed, somewhat helplessly, and said:

"I'm waiting for you here to take care of serious business; I don't have time for nonsense."

“Yohabach is a man of his word, and he has not initiated the Apostolicization ahead of schedule. Now the time in the Hymn of the Holy Emperor is about to arrive.”

"We should head to the mortal realm to summon the Quincy."

Naraku Sora grinned:

"What a coincidence! The idea I wanted to share just happens to be related to Saint-Berg."

Upon hearing this, Aizen frowned.

Chapter 395 Domain Expansion

Inside the palace of the First Spire of the Invisible Empire.

All around was a deep, dark void, with countless spiritual particles spreading outwards, making the air thick and heavy.

Seemingly sensing something, a figure suddenly descended into the darkness.

Upon entering the palace, the man immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully bowed to the throne at the head of the table.

"His Majesty."

Hassward's voice stirred the air in the room, and the imperceptible tremors caused the spirit particles to show signs of disorder, but as a pair of scarlet eyes opened, all the turmoil instantly froze.

"The time of prophecy is almost here, Haschward."