Ichigo leaves and takes up residence in Soul Society!

It should be noted that the liquid in the bottle is quite cloudy.

It looks a bit like wine, with a slightly yellowish tint.

Even after opening the bottle, there was no smell.

However, according to the Eleventh Division members, drinking it and then going to the toilet would make all the injuries on their bodies disappear.

Of course, excessively severe cases are ineffective.

For example, severe injuries such as amputated limbs or missing internal organs.

But even if you get slashed hard, from your shoulder blade to your lower abdomen, deep enough to expose the bone, you can still easily handle it.

This is quite serious.

When the Fourth Division encounters such situations, they often need to dispatch one or two medical teams, a dozen or so people, and work for one or two hours to stabilize the injury. With careful recuperation for several days, the injury can be fully recovered.

Meanwhile, those barbarians in the Eleventh Division can be lively and energetic again after just one small bottle of medicine, at most 100 milliliters, down their stomachs and going to the toilet.

When they first heard the news, Yongyin and Yijiangcun found it hard to believe.

But the facts are undeniable, and we have no choice but to believe them.

Fortunately, Retsu Unohana managed to obtain some potions from some of the team members through her strong personal charisma, which she then used for research.

Determine whether it is harmful.

As for the rest, we'll discuss that once the analysis results are available.

After working for several hours, Yongyin and Yijiangcun were covered in sweat.

"I have absolutely no idea what the ingredients are."

"90% is water with minerals? That's obviously impossible. What kind of water could have such amazing effects?"

"It's hot spring water."

"?"

The two instinctively looked at Retsu Unohana.

"Captain? What did you say?"

"It's hot spring water."

Unohana Retsu repeated it softly.

However, the two still didn't understand.

It was even more incomprehensible than when they found out it was water.

Hot...spring...water?

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Strongest Light-Type Zanpakuto (Seriously)

During this period, Ōmaeda has been living a very successful life.

It doesn't matter if your hands cramp from counting money.

Because he was already very rich.

Compared to wealth growth, Ōmaeda was more interested in enhancing his reputation and expanding his influence within the Gotei 13. To put it bluntly... he wanted everyone to look at him with new respect, and it would be even better if they could be more deferential to him.

Ōmaeda felt that he was not far from this goal.

After all, he had already won over the most difficult "stubborn person" in advance!

"Hehe, those bastards in the Eleventh Division looked down on my medicine at first, but now they all have to put on a smile when they see me, just to buy more than others. I thought they were all brainless brutes, but I didn't expect them to be able to become a little clever."

"But that's good. If it were a real brute, I wouldn't dare to sell it out so easily. Only a clever guy would know how to keep a secret, which makes it easier for me to slowly conquer the other squads."

"When things have fully fermented and can no longer be hidden, the old man Ōmaeda, who is forced to step into the spotlight, will shock countless people. Even if he goes bankrupt and quits his business, he will become the biggest news in recent years, and his fame and popularity will come rolling in, won't they?"

Just as Ōmaeda was lounging in a chair, leisurely basking in the sun and basking in the joy of becoming a major star in Seireitei, a cold, clear voice dispelled the warmth brought by the sunshine and joy.

"—Omaeda, could you explain to me what this so-called 'medicine' is all about?"

Omaeda was so shocked that he rolled off the recliner and fell to the ground, getting covered in dirt, but he didn't care at all.

"Team... Captain? What brings you here? Wait, weren't you in a meeting?!"

"I went to the captain's routine meeting. If I hadn't gone, I wouldn't have known that you were secretly selling banned drugs."

Soi Fon strolled over, her face extremely grim.

"What banned drugs! It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding! It's just a simple laxative. I was just sharing my homemade remedy out of kindness. Besides, I didn't intentionally sell it for money. They insisted on giving me the money as a token of their gratitude. It wasn't a transaction!"

Ōmaeda nearly wet himself in fear; he certainly didn't want to be sent to jail.

"You really do have a background in stealth and mobile warfare, and your spiritual magic is quite good."

Soi Fon laughed.

“But your argument might work on other people, it won’t work on me.”

Seeing that Soi Fon seemed to be about to make a move, Ōmaeda's expression changed drastically.

"Wait a moment, Captain Soi Fon."

Suddenly, a voice broke into the conversation.

Unohana Retsu, accompanied by Yuune, appeared before Ōmaeda along the path Soi Fon had taken.

Despite her gentle personality and beautiful appearance.

They also bear the heavy responsibility of providing medical care, a truly compassionate endeavor.

But when Ōmaeda saw Retsu Unohana for the first time, he felt even more fear.

"Captain U-Unohana?!"

"Good afternoon, Vice Captain Ōmaeda. The weather is really nice today."

Retsu Unohana's smiling face was as approachable as the sun, yet it made Ōmaeda tremble involuntarily.

My legs, which had been trying to run away, started to feel weak.

"This beautiful weather is perfect for a conversation, so I'd like to ask you about the source of the medication. I hope you can share your knowledge with me."

"..."

Ōmaeda opened his mouth, silently apologizing to Shinomiya and Ichigo in his heart. It wasn't that he wasn't clever enough, but rather that neither a brute nor a clever person would dare to lie at this moment.

Before long, he spilled everything out like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.

"I never expected it was caused by two complete novices. Things are going to get complicated now."

Outside the Second Division barracks, Yuuto sighed as she walked down the steps.

I could vaguely hear some noises behind me.

What do you mean by "Captain, I did all this to improve the reputation of the Covert Forces"?

"What do you mean, 'using laxatives to improve the reputation of the Stealth Mobile Force? Do you know how awful the nickname that bastard Zaraki gave me?'"

She pretended not to hear.

"Yeah, it's not easy to handle, but in a way it's also something to be thankful for. At least it's not some serious crime, at most it's just... um, a joke?"

"Itsuki no Hana Retsu pondered."

A joke...?

Hearing the screams coming from the Second Division barracks, Yuuto couldn't help but shudder. This kind of joke was not something an ordinary person could bear.

"In any case, we must see those two young men now."

Unohana Retsu raised her head. The sunlight, unshaded by trees, was slightly dazzling. She squinted slightly and gazed in the direction of the Spirit Arts Academy.

……

Spiritual Arts Academy, training ground.

"Hado No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon".

The Four Palaces Lord wields golden lightning.

His body was engulfed in a whirlwind of electric snakes, which converged into a single line and surged forward, piercing through the enemy puppet ranks.

These are all shikigami specially made by the Spirit Arts Academy. Once destroyed, they will turn into physical substitutes. Because they do not have higher combat power, they are used for the academy students' practical combat exercises.

"Oooo!"

Ichigo charged into the enemy ranks through the gap in the gap.

Hachiyahara and Rindou were responsible for covering the rear, preventing the enemy from completely surrounding Ichigo.

In this way, there will always be a chance to escape unscathed.

Their tactics were perfect, but given their fighting strength, there was absolutely no need for them to retreat.

They wiped out thousands of puppets in no time.

Amidst the admiring gazes of the other students, all four achieved top marks.

"Shinomiya's Kido has improved way too fast. Is Aizen-sensei's guidance really that effective?"

After class, Hachihara said with an envious look on his face.

"The teacher's guidance is effective, but my progress is still not fast enough."

The Four Palaces Venerable shook his head slightly.

"Without chanting, its power is less than a third of the original... Kido is indeed difficult to practice. It's much easier to use White Fighting and Slashing Techniques."

"That's not."

Ichigo joked.

"With your strength that even a Great Hollow would have to admit defeat, swordsmanship instructors have complicated expressions when they see you, and instructors who teach free-fighting don't dare to spar with you seriously."

"I don't think you need any skills at all; just throwing a punch or swinging a sword is enough."

The Four Palaces Lords showed no anger whatsoever; on the contrary, they seemed to have gained some insight.

"Now that you mention it, I feel like I'm particularly suited to the Iai style. The drawing fist technique and the drawing sword technique seem to be quite technically demanding."

"?"

Ichigo was slightly taken aback.

To be honest, it makes a lot of sense.

"Ugh."

Hachihara sighed heavily.

“You are all getting stronger, while Luntang and I are still standing still.”

"If you say that, the students in the class will cry."

The Fourth Prince glanced at her sideways.

"Isn't that right? Rindou and I still haven't seen a single sign of his Shikai. If we could master Shikai sooner, I could have given him a good beating that night too~"

"That... is still unlikely."

Ichigo's cheek twitched slightly.

It's a Great Void, after all.

Both he and Shinomiya are fourth-rank spirit masters, equivalent to top-tier vice-captains, and their unique Shikai allowed them to defeat each other.

Rindou Yoya nodded and typed that he had done his best to help.

"Besides, you're not interested in sword techniques. Even if you can achieve Shikai, you won't be able to utilize the advantages of your Zanpakuto."

"What if my Shikai is the Hakuda type?!"

Ba Ba was originally unconvinced.

Do you have this type of Zanpakuto?

Ichigo paused, then subconsciously looked at Shinomiya-sensei and Rindou-yo.

He was genuinely unsure, but in Hachihara's eyes, this was nothing short of mockery.

"Hard to say."