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

"Your training ends here."

Shihouin Yoruichi folded his hands across his chest, his face full of emotion.

Transformation of the divine body.

This object, in essence, is a tool to shorten the adaptation time between the god of death and the Zanpakutō, allowing the user to achieve the goal of liberation in advance.

It is one of Urahara Kisuke's early inventions.

It is not particularly useful at ordinary times-after all, no one understands the principle that haste makes waste.

But I didn't expect it.

This time, not only will it be used...but at this moment, two Bankai will be born together.

It is really touching.

In front of Yoruichi, Abarai Renji put on a clean death suit and tied up his long hair again.

Dressed neatly, radiant.

Compared to the ruffian spirit of the past, the vice-captain of the 6th Division at this moment seems to have changed a lot.

And all this is an effort to save Rukia.

Thinking, Renji half turned his head and stared behind him.

"..."

There was still a lot of noise over there, and it was obviously not finished yet.

It was reasonable to say that it was the most correct choice to travel together. In order to deal with the upcoming crisis, the living forces should be combined.

Only by working together can the greatest effect be achieved.

But... the situation in front of me seemed a little different.

Shifengyuan Yoruichi held her hands in front of her chest, with a playful expression on her face.

"Seeing you like this, I won't say much... Abarai Renji, be careful."

Thinking about problems rationally is to weigh the pros and cons and gains and losses.

But there are always people who use instinct to think about it, making the development of things beyond everyone's expectations.

There is no need to say more about this kind of hot-tempered young man.

With a smile on his face, Renji nodded solemnly to Yoruichi and said slowly.

"Thank you, Miss Yoruichi... I rarely say this to people in my life, but I really need your help."

He lowered his head and looked at his palm.

Abarai Renji repeated the action of letting go and then tightening his hand.

Something like fire flickered in his eyes.

Power.

As long as he had this, all the difficulties he encountered could be easily solved.

Taking a deep breath, half-turning around, Abarai Renji looked at Ichigo Kurosaki who was still busy in the distance.

A trace of pride appeared on his face.

"Sorry, you may not have a chance to play."

Rukia... I will go and rescue her myself!

Renji quickly left the underground training ground, and Ichigo Kurosaki was the only one left, although his expression did not change at this moment.

But with a cross of swords, they fell to the ground... Yhwach did not continue to attack as before.

Instead, he stood still and whispered like a dream.

"Take a break."

"No, I can still..."

"I can't do it."

Interrupting Ichigo mercilessly, Yhwach's tone was low and gentle.

"Your heart is not here... Such special training has no meaning and will only be a waste of time."

"I know your emotions fluctuate greatly. You really want to save someone, right? That companion you value very much."

"But this is no reason for you to be distracted. Focus, Ichigo."

Turning the tip of the knife, the footsteps staggered.

Yhwach adjusted his posture while speaking word by word like a tireless mentor.

"Only by uniting your mind and spirit can you guide the power that belongs to you."

"..."

His thoughts were revealed.

Ichigo Kurosaki's expression became a little tangled.

"I, I know..."

Even Yoruichi, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

-No matter how talented he is, he is just a young boy who is less than a hundred years old.

Speaking of which.

Placing hope on such an immature guy is a mistake...

It is really shameful that he can only do trivial things at such an old age.

The rest that Yhwach said was not a long rest, but a few pauses in the literal sense.

However, after just a few seconds, he had already focused his eyes and raised the blade.

"Tighten your body, it's time to go."

"......?!!!"

How can I bear this level of special training!

Although I really want to say this, considering that the ultimate goal is to save Rukia.

No matter how much suffering there is, I have to swallow it first.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The staggered blades collided violently, symbolizing the intersection of the mind and soul, and splashed out bright and dazzling starlight.

The image revealed by the transformation of the divine body is a true portrayal of the heart of the god of death.

Another close-up collision.

Taking advantage of the momentum of the forward charge, Yhwach pressed the blade down, close to the ground... staring at Ichigo Kurosaki's face that was slightly distorted due to excessive force.

"Why didn't you call that guy out?"

To others, it was quite inexplicable.

But for the person involved, there is no threshold for understanding.

——The object the other party pointed out was the source of the other half of Ichigo Kurosaki's power, Arima Shizuya, who symbolizes the power of the Hollow and the God of Death.

"Since I can show up through the method of transforming the divine body."

"It is obviously not difficult to make that guy show up as well."

"That red-haired guy... Never mind. You should know what I'm going to say anyway."

Well-reasoned and convincing.

But after hearing this, Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes unconsciously showed a tendency to evade.

As if he didn't want to face this question directly, his tone began to become a little hesitant.

"No, I, I just..."

"I want to ask for a favor from time to time, Uncle Zangetsu."

"That's all."

Subtle silence.

Yhwach stared at the boy in front of him blankly. Although he didn't say anything, he knew it.

"Are you scared?"

It was not a question, but an attributive.

As if he had made some kind of judgment in an instant, Yhwach didn't wait for the other party to respond.

He went further.

"Fear the opposite of your soul, fear the part that originally belongs to you, and begin to fear everything that comes from the unknown."

"..."

"What's wrong, have you lost the courage to even look up at me?"

"...I, I just..."

Gritting his teeth, the boy's face showed a look of regret and self-blame.

"I just didn't know that the power would be so brutal..."

I don't want to hurt people.

Even when facing an enemy that must be defeated.

Ichigo Kurosaki has never thought of taking the lives of others.

Life is very important.

It is precisely because his life is a precious thing that his mother sacrificed her life for that the boy cherishes it so much and sticks to such a bottom line.

"I...I didn't think of hurting Kenpachi Zaraki to that extent..."

At that moment, my brain was filled with all my thoughts.

It was only cruelty and violence.

I wanted to see blood and hear screams...It was as if there was something terrible in the depths of my soul, desperately drilling out and occupying my heart.

That person was not me.

Looking at the outline of Kurosaki Ichigo's face, Yhwach's expression moved slightly.

In the end, he just closed his eyes helplessly and with emotion.

"Naive thoughts."

"I know, but Uncle Zangetsu, I..."

"But I don't hate it."

"......?"

The mother's side, which contains the fragments of the power of the Quincy, does not think that this behavior is cowardly.

On the contrary.

"Victory without humiliation, life and death. This kind of behavior has always been the freedom of the strong."

Rules are constraints, and common sense is only used to restrain mediocre people.

On Yhwach's calm face.

At this moment, a faint smile seems to appear.

I don't want Kurosaki Ichigo to fight, because that will hurt.

Although the pain of the body and the struggle of the heart are the necessary path to growth, if you can choose.

Who would be willing to let their children walk on the thorny road?

Therefore.

"Ichigo, don't feel guilty or upset about your innocence."

The cruelty of reality is worth lamenting, but that is not a reason to give up innocence.

"Chocolate parfait... is something you like to eat."

The sudden change of topic is unexpected.

The things mentioned make people blush.

"Sweet and cute things are considered by many people to be sold to women. But I don't think there is anything wrong with liking it..."

Yhwach took a half step back, his expression calm and gentle.

"People have the right to choose, Ichigo, it's not wrong to embrace innocence."

Just.

"You also have to learn to accept the heavy and dark side."

Just like a gentle mother who can unconditionally tolerate all emotions.

A slightly strict and rigid father will teach some annoying things more seriously.

"Don't resist, and don't think that it is something that doesn't belong to you."

"Simply escaping can't change anything."

"Try to accept and grow."

To become a more perfect self.

So

"Put aside your innocence for now, Ichigo."

Put the chocolate parfait aside for now.

Occasionally, you should taste the bitter but sweet dark chocolate.

This is a part of growth.

With that, Yhwach slowly closed his eyes.

That was enough.

Although I don't want you to fight, and I don't want you to get hurt.

But since the wish is so strong, if I continue to turn a blind eye...it would undoubtedly be a kind of cold and ruthless.

What's more, the current Yhwach is not as "powerful" as in the original line.

He can only pull out half of the range, and he can't suppress the power that belongs to the opponent.

So, is this also within your expectations?

Although the result is unknown, if that's the case, then you can only fulfill your wish.

Yhwach closed his eyes, and his body fell apart at this moment like a broken butterfly.

"Take it."

"This is part of your power."

"That name...is also imprinted on your heart at this moment."

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at everything that happened in front of him in astonishment, and then listened to the voice coming from deep in his heart.

Confused but with a bit of determination.

He stretched out his right hand.

...

Wearing shackles and chains.

Rukia Kuchiki looked thin, as if her entire body had become weak.

Under the escort of the criminal officers in plain robes, he staggered out of the White Tower.

"..."

sun.

So dazzling.

I don't know if it's because I haven't been exposed to sunlight for a long time, or because I have begun to fear this level of brightness.

Kuchiki Rukia couldn't help but narrowed her eyes.

Under the blue sky, there is no cloud. The brightly chirping birds walk through it, demonstrating their unique and irreplaceable presence.

The girl's steps were slow.

Her head began to look around, as if expecting something to appear.

Until a voice appeared next to her.

"The person you are waiting for will never come again."

"...?!"

He turned his head in panic, only to see a miserable Kuchiki Byakuya standing calmly in a corner not far away.

His expression seemed completely frozen, as if he was just a witness to history.

Kuchiki Byakuya's tone did not fluctuate at all.

"Abarai Renji."

"Although I don't think highly of men like that."

"But even such an undisciplined guy will train hard for you, and even be willing to give his own life for it."

This courage and courage.

"I approved of everything about that man."

Seeing the scarf that Byakuya Kuchiki had always worn around his neck disappear, Rukia Kuchiki's expression changed from surprise to calmness.

Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and showed a flat smile.

"I see. Onii-sama, Renji...has he got your approval..."

As a message before death.

It couldn't be a better thing.

Rukia Kuchiki didn't think her death was important.

Looking around Soul Society, there are many people who are more powerful, powerful and beautiful than myself.

She is just an insignificant adopted daughter of a noble family.

Not worthy of attention.

but……

Kuchiki Rukia suddenly stopped.

"Brother!"

Even the escorting prison officer had no intention of interrupting the sudden call.

"During this period, onee-sama must have said a lot of rude things to you."

"I know you will be dissatisfied, but that is all because of me."

"When I die... please don't blame my sister!"

Respond with silence.

Then he turned his back directly.

Kuchiki Byakuya seemed to have cut off his own perception, silently walking down the steps at this moment.

As if that is a trivial concern.

At this moment, I just expressed it through my clenched hands.

Time passes.

Witnessed by everyone from the Gotei 13, Rukia Kuchiki was lifted high and hung on the frame.

The spear stored in a secret place was solemnly taken out.

And in front of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, he gradually unlocked the seal and revealed his true identity.

Xingju, who looked like a spear, burst out with an extremely powerful stream of spiritual pressure the moment he was liberated.

Everyone present was affected by the strong wind and could not help but narrow their eyes slightly.

The blue turbulence began to twist and take shape.

The liberation of the spear was once recorded in books, and the posture called the 'King of Destruction' appeared at this moment.

The sight like a giant bird flying in the sky made many people look slightly shocked.

Everything will end with the execution of Kuchiki Rukia, evaporation.

But at this moment.

A certain figure suddenly appeared and stood directly on the shelf.

"Sorry, I'm a little late."

A reassuring tone of voice.

It was Kurosaki Ichigo who suddenly appeared with his whole body covered in bandages.

"But...it seems like you can barely catch up?"

The young man showed a confident smile.