Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training

Ichimaru Gin.

A freshman.

Features: short and thin.

His hair is not trimmed, his eyes are narrowed, and he always has an inexplicable smile that makes people feel disgusted.

It is hard to have a good impression of him...

The interviewer frowned and said in an uncertain tone.

"Why did you let him enter? Of course, it is because this guy does have a relatively outstanding talent... The so-called appearance is not a good thing."

The instructor, who is the head of the grade, scratched his head and said.

"Well, because this guy just entered the school, everyone's impression of him is definitely not clear."

The student council member who had met him once blinked and said.

"If we spend more time together, we may know some more specific information."

The man who was selected as the first-year outstanding potential representative student crossed his arms and nodded.

"By that time, everyone's perception of him should have changed a little bit, right?"

The classmate who looked very energetic said a little embarrassedly.

"After all, we still have to spend six years together, so just take it slow."

The classmate who wore glasses and looked quite intellectual nodded and smiled.

"We will get to know each other sooner or later, so just be patient."

I see.

Is this probably the impression everyone has of him?

Arima Shizuya murmured as he sorted out the information in front of him.

"Born in a refugee area that was ranked at the bottom and didn't even have a name... It's amazing, it must be difficult to survive in such a place."

As he said that, Arima Shizuya raised his eyes and smiled at the person in front of him.

"What do you think, Ichimaru-san?"

"As long as you are careful, even a snail can survive in the animal pen, right?"

Wow.

What he said is indeed interesting.

Arima Shizuya raised his eyebrows slightly, and at this moment he carefully looked at the person in front of him.

That was a rather strange-looking... child?

Using such words to describe a student of the Maou Spiritual Academy, the behavior itself has a subtle sense of offense.

But at the same time, Arima Shizuya also felt helpless.

After all, the other party's appearance is indeed childish.

He has short light purple hair and thin eyes.

He is only about 1.6 meters tall, and even the smallest size of the school uniform looks very loose on him.

No, is this guy so exaggerated?

Kotetsu Yuin is already thin to a certain extent, and this guy is even close to the feeling of a bamboo pole.

Maybe the so-called skin and bones is what this looks like?

But thinking carefully about the content of the plot, when Ichimaru Gin first appeared with the deputy captain, the prison teacher, he seemed to have the same child-like feeling.

So.

Is it just simple malnutrition, or because he didn't wait until the growth period?

Perhaps because his eyesight was a little strange, the other party couldn't help but ask at this moment.

"So, what is the important matter that you are looking for me for, senior?"

Ichimaru Gin's voice pulled Arima Shizuya's thoughts back to reality.

Sitting in the negotiation room, Arima Jing also coughed twice and made a thoughtful expression at this moment.

Although according to common sense, it would be safer to make a detour at this time and then find other opportunities to slowly test it.

But.

The other party is not an ordinary person-in the original line, he graduated from the Spiritual Arts Academy in one year, and then quickly killed the seat official and became one of the confidants of the prison master.

To have such potential, calculation, and scheming.

Playing tricks with this guy is obviously not a track that Arima Jing is good at.

So it is better to get straight to the point.

Thinking of this, Arima Jing also showed a rather hearty smile.

"Ichimaru, do you still remember my face?"

"..."

The other party's fake smile suddenly became a little stiff.

It seems that he was completely unable to expect this situation, so that the atmosphere at this moment became extremely subtle.

It was silent for a while before Ichimaru Gin smiled awkwardly.

"Senior, you must be joking. How could I remember..."

"Many years ago, in the refugee street, I, a man with glasses, and a blind black man."

Can't remember?

It doesn't matter.

I'll help you deepen your memory.

"A friend whose things were taken away, you who were helpless, and the one who left half a bag of rings..."

Arima Shizuya raised his right hand with a joking look on his face, and pointed it at his face at this moment.

"Me."

There was a bang.

It was Ichimaru Gin who pushed the bench in front of him away almost without thinking, trying to smash it at Arima Shizuya.

Although this guy doesn't look big, he is quite strong.

With this action of smashing people, he turned his back at the same time, trying to leave here directly.

Can't die.

Can't be controlled by the other party at this time.

I obviously didn't have a direct encounter with this guy, why can he have such a deep impression of me?

I was careless.

I should be more careful and more careful.

With annoyance and regret intertwined in his heart, Gin Ichimaru seemed to know his own fate and wanted to run away at this moment.

"The movements are very smooth, and he looks thin, but in fact, he is very strong."

"If I judge you based on your appearance, everyone will suffer a little loss."

"So, is it because of this kind of low-profile behavior that you can survive in that environment?"

It deserves appreciation.

It is even more unbearable to praise.

But at the same time, these things are completely inadequate.

"Give you a choice."

The voice came from behind, accompanied by a murmur that sounded like gibbering, as if the mud was climbing upwards, covering his body.

Arima Shizuya calmly stared at the opponent's back. At this moment, he raised his right hand and concentrated his spiritual power on his fingertips.

“Destruct yourself.

Rondanini's black dog was completely burned out at one glance...

Cut your own throat.

The ninth way of binding - attack. "

The roaring spiritual energy flowed into a stream, turning into a bright red light band, and was directly bound to Ichimaru Gin's body at the fastest speed.

The opponent had almost no room for resistance and was directly 'hit', falling heavily to the ground.

My head hit the floor, feeling sore and itchy, mixed with desperate thoughts, completely flooding my mind at this moment.

"Gu..."

Ichimaru Gin's throat rolled for a while. He gritted his teeth unwillingly and twisted his body vigorously.

"Give up. With your current strength, you will never be able to break through the power of the Dao Binding."

Getting up from the chair, Arima Shizuya slowly stepped forward.

There was no sadness or joy on his expression. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Ichimaru Gin's body, and his words were extremely dull.

"If you want to break through and save yourself, you have to find a way."

"What on earth are you going to do!"

The hysterical sound stems from a situation that is close to despair.

The opponent is a rookie who has achieved academic success and is well-known in the 13th team. He himself is a new student with no ability to resist at all.

The strength gap between the two sides is like a chasm, and there is no room for a comeback.

Since they are all going to die, the disguise so far has no meaning.

Seeing Ichimaru Gin's eyes open, Arima Shizuya was silent for a moment, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

"Light blue pupils? It's really rare. If you didn't often make that yin-yang expression, you would definitely be very popular."

While sighing, Arima Shizu did not forget to remind him.

"Also, there is no need to try to attract others to come and help by shouting. Although this is within the school building, because it is class time, no one is actually around."

in other words.

"The rescue route you think you can find actually doesn't exist."

It was calculated from the beginning.

After realizing this, Ichimaru Gin pursed his lips tightly and finally slowly closed his eyes.

"...Kill me."

It was as if he had given up everything and hummed, and the response was a rather joking tone.

"At least I won't do such a thing now. Did I just say that?"

Arima Shizuya half-crouched in front of Ichimaru Gin.

"I'm going to give you a choice."

"……What's the meaning?"

Arima Shizuya raised his right hand towards Ichimaru Gin, raising his index and middle fingers at this moment.

"First, if you give up resistance, I will kill you. With my connections in the academy, it is not difficult at all to make you disappear completely."

Definitely not an alarmist.

Although Ichimaru Gin's current identity is recorded as a college student, according to Arima Shizuya's various connections, he wants to completely erase the information related to him...

It's not difficult at all.

It was just a matter of saying hello to Jingraku Shunshui. Even if it was a little more extreme, the prison master's Mirror Flowers and Water Moon could easily do it.

Like a literal fatal situation.

Ichimaru Gin realized this and opened his eyes at this moment.

The essence of option one is to force him to make other choices. So at the moment when he was 'faced off', he didn't hesitate at all.

"Option two."

"It's very simple. Let me briefly describe it."

Arima Shizuya chuckled and squatted down.

His right hand grasped it again, and then slowly opened it until his index finger stood upright.

"The behavior I just used to restrain you is essentially an extension of the Ghost Path, an ability called Binding Dao."

"This is a way to control spiritual power, and it is something you will definitely come into contact with after enrolling in school."

"Concentrate and restrain the spiritual power. Then condense it into shape through chanting, and finally turn it into a light belt used to control the opponent."

Ichimaru Gin's patience was surprisingly good. He just remained silent and listened to Arima Shizuya's description.

It seemed like a snake curled up, waiting for the most suitable moment to strike.

"From now on, I will use the binding method just now again."

"I will sing it again carefully and demonstrate the most complete and unreserved process for you."

"And this time the target...is your neck."

"I will control it non-stop, tightening it and tightening it at the slightest speed."

"Just like the hemp rope used to hang a prisoner, the process will not end until the spiritual power is exhausted."

After saying these chilling words calmly.

Arima Shizuya said without any disturbance in his heart.

"So, if you want to survive, you only need to do one thing."

"Before your neck is crushed, repeat my binding method."

"Use it to crush the spiritual energy ball on my fingertips."

As soon as the voice fell.

A bright light suddenly flashed on Arima Shizuya's index finger.

After chanting word by word, a wide, creepy red light circle appeared on Ichimaru Gin's neck.

Just like what Aizen did to him back then.

At this moment, Arima Shizuya did this with the intention of "it doesn't matter if he kills me".

——Since it will be disadvantageous to his group anyway, why not strike first?

Not really.

——With his help, Aizen Sosuke's ambition will definitely not stop at the level of the original work.

Therefore.

'If you want to take back the part that belongs to Rangiku, then do everything you can to survive. '

Even mortals like ants will exert extraordinary power at the right time.

Arima Shizuka would not look down on anyone without reason, and he was no exception for this future "God Gun".

If he didn't become stronger than the man in the original book, it would be meaningless.

Show your own value.

Only in this way would Arima Shizuka agree with his values ​​and give him help in the literal sense.

"......!!!"

He didn't say anything.

But the change in his expression alone was enough to show the complexity of his heart at the moment.

Are you kidding?

He hadn't received any systematic training yet.

He didn't even know how to use spiritual power, and he hadn't even touched the so-called Zanpakuto!

Do you want to make a toddler who has just learned to walk understand the meaning of running and jumping?

This is a fantasy, something that is completely unimaginable.

But...

He couldn't say anything.

Because the scarlet halo had already covered his neck.

It hadn't started to converge yet, but the cold spiritual power was close to his skin, and the coldness and chill that came through even made Ichimaru Gin feel creepy.

Death.

Only a thin line away from him.

A strong desire to survive gushed out like a spring, and Ichimaru Gin's brain began to work rapidly.

What should I do? Is this the right way?

How does spiritual power work? Chanting can help to form, which means I must use oral narration to assist energy formation?

Or is this just a fishing method of the other party? He just wants to watch himself die in pain?

I can't find it.

Like a survivor falling into the vast ocean, Ichimaru Gin felt a strong sense of suffocation above the empty sea surface.

Is this the end?

Me?

Breathing and breathing intertwined with each other, and in Arima Shizuya's eyes, he was watching the energy circle symbolizing "strike" slowly shrinking and gathering.

There was a clear dent on the neck.

Ichimaru Gin's expression began to become painful.

The solidified breath will further compress the blood vessels. If the binding is not solved, the cervical vertebra will be broken, until the entire head...

is twisted off together.

So, does your story end here?

Seeing Ichimaru Gin's eyes bulging out and his mouth opening uncontrollably.

Arima Shizuya seemed to be helplessly trying to close his eyes.

At this moment, a crisp sound came from beside him - he glanced over calmly and saw the light ball on his fingertips shattered at this moment.

After the scattered debris, there was a red spiritual power that did not belong to Arima Shizuya.

As his thoughts condensed, the binding on Ichimaru Gin's neck also disappeared.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

After a panic cough, Ichimaru Gin struggled to get up and showed a mocking smile at this moment.

"Ha, did it, did it..."

"Well, not bad."

It should be said that the other party is indeed worthy of being the most trusted subordinate of the prison master.

Although it is only a low-level binding, even the mediocre students who have graduated can barely use it.

But at the moment, it is enough to show the gold content of the user... As Ichimaru Gin said.

At the junction of life and death, he, a toddler, really understood the essence of running and jumping.

Such talent is indeed worthy of praise.

Then.

"Let me give you two more options."

Arima Shizuka also returned to his seat and sat down with a smile.

"First, you go back and study the contents of the Spiritual Academy step by step."

"With a genius like you, I'm afraid you can completely learn the contents here in one year and become a new star that everyone is paying attention to."

"But even so, you still can't get back everything you want."

The boy's eyes were as calm as water.

"Because I'm here."

Ichimaru Gin wiped the dirt from the corner of his mouth, curled up slightly, and slowly stood up.

"What about the second one."

"Come with me, I'll teach you everything."

Arima Shizuka also raised his right hand, dragged his chin, and said in a calm tone.

"I will teach you the four major skills: slashing, punching, walking, and ghost."

"Methods to fight against the enemy, the concept of self-protection."

"Everything else... I will teach you without reservation, and in exchange, you also need to obey me."

Of course.

"This behavior itself has no restrictions, and in the future, I will not be able to punish you for your betrayal."

"But... if you can do it, you can try it."

"Aren't you comparing yourself to a snake?"

Greedy yet cautious, hidden and insidious.

Arima Shizuya said with a smile.

"Would you like to try it?"

"According to your appetite..."

"Can we devour all the dragons?"

PS: I rushed to write a chapter and it was so tiring.