Bleach: Traveling through Soi-Fong, Starting from Bankai

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"Wow, it's all my fault, Captain. I thought that even if you wanted to open the portal, you would wait until I woke up to ask."

"After all, I've been the one connecting the coordinates of the present world for the past few years."

Soi-Feng was a little embarrassed and tried to comfort her:

"It's not your fault. Go wash your face and have breakfast."

She thought in her heart:

So, to locate the present world, one needs to connect coordinates?!

Why did I arrive at Karakura Town just by thinking about it?

It's not Soi Fong's fault. This was how she went to Kagamino Town the first time. At that time, Ukitake was responsible for opening and closing the door, and she just had to call through the Hell Butterfly.

"I go first."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri's voice came:

"Today is the beginning of the month, don't forget the First Division meeting."

Broken Bee replied:

"No problem, you go first, I have something else to do."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri waved his hand and left the 13th Division.

Soi-Fong first settled down Kotsubaki, who had not yet fully recovered, and then asked Matsumoto Rangiku to go to the cafeteria to get some food so that the two could eat on the way to the meeting.

She asked someone to bring her a basin of hot water and simply washed her face with a towel.

"..."

Putting down the towel, Suifeng used her spiritual sense to scan and confirm that there was no one around.

"Snapped--"

She snapped her fingers lightly.

I saw more than ten gates appearing one after another, and the ancient carved wooden doors were slowly opened.

Broken Bee frowned:

"...There really is something wrong."

Chapter 255: Silver...Is it puberty?

Maou Spiritual Arts Academy, after the calligraphy class.

"Hinamori-san."

Aizen quietly appeared behind Hinamori Momo.

Although Aizen's tone was very gentle, his voice was extremely magnetic.

But Hinamori Momo, who was cleaning her brush, was frightened and jumped up:

“Wow!——”

She grabbed her belt, turned around suddenly, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Aizen:

"What? Captain Aizen..."

"Scared me……"

Aizen smiled slightly:

"I'm sorry, Hinamori-san, I disturbed you."

He bent down to pick up the brush Hinamori had dropped on the ground and gently handed it to her.

"Many thanks!"

Hinamori took the brush and said with a smile:

"Don't be in the way, Captain Aizen. I was just too distracted..."

"is it?"

"I wonder what's bothering you, Hinamori-san, that makes you look so lost in thought?"

"If you need anything, please tell me and I'll see if I can provide you with any help."

Hinamori shook her head, a little shy on her face:

"It's nothing, I can handle it."

"That's good. You're a strong student, stronger than many third and fourth graders."

Aizen blinked:

"I believe you."

"But please don't force it, I'm always ready to help you."

"Thank you, Captain Aizen!"

The girl was impressed by the elegant captain in front of her and began to chatter away her true feelings.

But despite this, she did not reveal anything about her internship in the 8th Division.

"Actually, this is not something that cannot be disclosed."

"It's just... I don't want Captain Aizen to know."

A girl's mind is always so wonderful.

The two chatted for a while, and Aizen praised:

"Come to think of it, your calligraphy has improved significantly recently."

“The original immature brushstrokes have become less, and the structure of the characters has gradually gained strength.”

Hinamori Momo lowered her head shyly:

"Really, really?"

"It's great to receive your praise..."

Aizen nodded and continued:

"What's even more rare is that I saw a hint of artistic conception in your homework."

"That's a kind of... withered pine-like temperament."

Hinamori was a little confused when she heard this description:

"Eh...? What is that?"

"Ah, this is not a derogatory term, but it's hard to find a more accurate description."

Aizen said slowly:

"The pine tree is one of the three friends of winter. It is not afraid of severe cold or steep cliffs, and it symbolizes the spirit of tenacity."

"And the withered pine trees... seem to be rooted in a deep, cold, cruel hell, a bottomless, lightless abyss."

“Even though the greenery is gone, within that withered and blackened tree lies an indomitable tenacity.”

"Ah...sorry, I think I said too much."

Aizen noticed that the topic had strayed a bit, and said with a smile:

"In short, you've made great progress."

"...Ah, thank you Captain Aizen for the compliment."

Hinamori's interest, however, was not as high as before.

Aizen smiled silently, feeling that he had spoken out of turn.

It is indeed inappropriate to praise a girl as beautiful as a plum blossom when her handwriting is like a dying but toiling pine tree.

He raised his eyebrows and changed the subject:

"Come to think of it, Hinamori-san, why did you hold on to your belt when I startled you just now?"

"Ah? This, ummm..."

Hinamori hesitated, lowered her head and looked conflicted.

But then she screamed:

"ah--"

A pair of big hands quietly wrapped around her waist.

——Although there was a gap of a palm, the warm ghost spiritual pressure on the palm transmitted the temperature to the girl's sensitive and slender waist.

Aizen's voice came:

"Your hands were wet just now, but they soaked your belt."

"You'll catch a cold. Let me dry you off."

“…Uh, yeah.”

Hinamori Momo nodded.

Aizen noticed that although Hinamori's cheeks were blushing, her brows were furrowed.

His heart skipped a beat.

"A-Lord Aizen, I still have classes. Bye!"

Sure enough, after drying the belt, Hinamori Momo hurriedly said goodbye.

Aizen maintained his elegant smile, watched Hinamori leave, and said:

"Hinamori, your new glasses suit you very well."

Hinamori Momo was stunned for a moment, then quickened her pace and ran away like the wind.