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

"Good evening, we have a reservation here, box seats..."

"Thank you, eh? Everyone else is already here? Wow..."

"I have to be taught a lesson by the old man again. It's really embarrassing... Sorry, I accidentally said some unnecessary words."

"Anyway, please lead the way first."

Following Kyoraku Shunsui, Arima Shizuya came to a completely unfamiliar place again.

From the outside it looks like a small courtyard.

But after entering it, I found that there is a "different cave".

The compartments here are quite hidden, and there are also well-dressed attendants to lead the way.

Although I don’t know the destination, it looks like a ‘high-consumption place’ no matter how you look at it.

It's a place that poor students like me can't access for the time being.

After winding his way to the compartment door, Arima Shizuya saw the name tag posted next to the door.

It uses a rather elegant font and depicts the shape of the word 'heart'.

The attendant on the side opened the sliding door and made a gesture of invitation.

Kyoraku Shunsui returned the favor, and when he entered, he didn't forget to pat Shizuya Arima's shoulder lightly.

——Don't stand still, kid.

Then he entered the room.

Arima Shizu also saw it, it was a slightly spacious small bungalow.

There is a long wooden table with a simple style in the middle.

There are no traces of splicing, and there are several soft and solid futons placed on the tatami that seems to be one piece.

There are no extra furnishings in the room, only a sliding door is placed on the right side - now it is half open, allowing Arima Shizuya to see some outlines of the outside scene.

It is a rather exquisite small courtyard.

There weren't many people in the room, there were only three people at the moment.

The person sitting on the left has long flowing white hair, his face is peaceful, and there are traces of warmth in his brows.

At this moment, he was sipping the tea in front of him.

Hearing the movement, he half-turned his head and showed a rather happy smile to Kyoryaku Shunsui.

"Chun Shui, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The Gotei 13th Division, Captain of the 13th Division, Ukitake Jushiro is the identity of the person in front of him.

It was the first time to see each other.

Arima Shizu couldn't help but take a second look.

After greeting Kyōraku Shunsui, Ukitake Jūshirō turned his gaze and landed on the young man.

There was no trace of hostility in his eyes, and his tone at this moment was even calmer and gentler.

"This is..."

Kyoraku Shunsui took off his hat, smiled and patted Arima Shizuya on the shoulder.

"Oh, it's Arima-kun who came to our team as an intern. The newcomer I mentioned to you in the meeting before. What? He looks very energetic~"

The tone was frivolous, but he talked about a topic that was quite concerning.

This caused the remaining two people to turn their eyes and then move in this direction.

Sitting under the main seat was a rather elegant-looking middle-aged man.

The well-trimmed half-beard, paired with a high-collar shirt under the Death God outfit, highlights a gentlemanly look that is slightly different from the ordinary Death God.

Although this was the first time they met, the identity of the other party was also readily revealed at this moment.

The deputy captain of the first team, Jiro Chojiro.

This person can be considered a heavyweight... He started to be active two thousand years ago, and has been serving as the deputy to the captain since the Gotei 13 was established.

Even in order to hide his strength enough to be a captain, he was able to insist on not being in front of everyone for a thousand years.

Even if he is ridiculed by others, he doesn't care at all.

He is already a loyal dog to a level that is 'unbelievable'.

He was holding a teacup with gold thread and silver rim. Now that he heard Jingraku Shunsui's description, he put it down carefully.

It is best to drink black tea when it is warm, but if you have serious business to talk about, it is not a bad idea to put it aside for the time being.

"Is that the boy who you say hurt the boy from Gui Yan City at the level of a college student?"

"Yes, Sparrow-senpai, it's this guy~"

No, no, no, leader of the Beijing Band, what are you trying to do by promoting me like this...

Nowadays, even if you are as knowledgeable as Ma Jingye, you are still somewhat nervous at this moment.

Because he can feel it.

The most ruthless, godless and thoughtless eyes, but at the same time showing an unparalleled sense of existence.

He was staring at him with a calm attitude.

The other party was the old man sitting on the main seat.

It's hard to describe the first impression the other party gave Arima Shizuya, because that feeling itself seemed complicated and weird.

He was an old man with a calm and solemn appearance.

Bald, with numerous facial wrinkles and prominent cheekbones. Above the marks carved by knives and axes, there is a sharp outline as severe as a cliff.

There is a cross-shaped scar formed by two stab wounds on the right side of the forehead, which adds to the indescribable feeling of chilling.

Such a face.

It is a symbol of cruelty and cruelty.

But after putting together such facial features and lining it up with a long white beard and long eyebrows, it gives people an indescribable feeling of kindness.

It was in this tangled and hazy touch that Arima Shizu recalled a certain vivid image.

Loving-faced Bodhisattva.

Angry Eyes King Kong.

Both of them can find some traces in the old man's body. At this moment, they seem to be compatible with each other... but they appear to be incompatible with each other.

Founder of the 13th Gotei of the Soul Society and the first generation of the First Division, and the position of the captain.

The founder of the "Gen-ryu" and the head coach of the "Gen-jishu", the founder of the Shinō Spiritual Academy.

The title and prefix only state the other party's achievements and strength, but even so, it still only shows the outline that is like a corner.

His existence itself is the history of the Soul Society. It is said that for thousands of years, no god of death has ever been able to surpass his existence.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

At this moment, he was sitting in silence on the main seat, and then...

Slowly opened his eyes.

The pupils with more white than black gathered without any sadness or joy, and fell on Arima Shizuya.

"...!!!"

His heart seemed to stop for a moment.

It was not because he was too scared, but simply because he realized that he was being stared at by some kind of "dangerous thing".

If I have to describe it...

Yes, it's like the relationship between a field mouse and a viper.

'I am absolutely impossible to be an opponent now. ’

Just the moment their eyes met, Arima Shizuka realized this.

And a moment later, he saw the other person's lips begin to move.

Until he uttered a stiff and low word.

"What's wrong? Are you so nervous just because you are being stared at?"

"I am not interested in teaching a student to start from self-introduction."

"Show your spirit."

"Since you are a student of Maou Academy, you are also my student."

Therefore.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni raised his chin slightly and said in a solemn and solemn tone.

"Tell me your name."