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

This is one bone.

This is two bones...

Seeing that the huge fist was about to hit her through, Arima Jing couldn't help but scream.

"Ah!!!"

After screaming, Arima Jing also "woke up".

He straightened his back from the floor and sat up. Arima Jing also patted his forehead in a daze, showing a rather surprised expression.

He was still in the dojo, covered with a thin blanket.

But now there was no trace of Yuan Liusai.

"Are you awake?"

The voice came from behind, a little low and strange... Turning around, I saw a serious-looking man sitting not far from me.

The two met eyes.

He was an old soldier with a slicked-back hair, a beard, and a head full of white hair, except for the right part of the hair that was still black.

Arima Jing also saw the other party's lips move for a moment, and finally revealed a gentle smile.

"My name is Okiga Genshiro, and I am the third officer of the First Division. It's our first meeting, so please take care of me."

What a sudden self-introduction.

But this style of speaking first without asking the source does have a sense of old Japanese style.

Okiga Genshiro... I remember.

The other party is also a veteran officer following Mr. Yamamoto, and his age is second only to Suzube.

In the original story line, after the thousand-year bloody war, he also served as the vice-captain of the First Division.

Arima Shizuka also quickly stood up to return the greeting.

"No... this is me, I am Arima Shizuka, a second-year student at the Maou Spiritual Academy."

"I see, it really lives up to my reputation."

"......?"

Seeing that Arima Shizuka also showed an expression of confusion, Okiga Genshiro's mouth corners slightly raised.

"The student who can face Genryusai directly is an achievement that has never been seen before and will never be seen again. Arima-kun, this is something that neither Kyoraku Shunsui nor Ukitake Jushiro could do back then."

Is that so?

But even if that's what she said, Arima Shizuka still couldn't be happy.

After all, her hand was still broken...

The bone should have been broken, and because of the congestion, the entire forearm showed a tendency to swell, turning into a creepy purple-red color.

Through the conversation, Arima Shizuka also realized that she had lost consciousness, and it was only about ten minutes before and after.

Old man Yamamoto had already left the scene when she fainted.

——He's fleeing for fear of crime!

"There will be someone to deal with the injuries, please come with me, Arima-kun."

Although she was in so much pain that she grimaced, Arima Shizuka couldn't say anything unpleasant.

After all, the fact was as Okiya Genshiro said, Genryusai himself didn't intend to kill him.

And I have also gained a lot...

[You fought with Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and gained a deeper understanding of the skills of white fighting, white fighting +5]

It's here as expected.

Seeing this thing, Arima Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, in the final analysis, just getting hit by a punch can exchange for 5 points of familiarity, which is a relatively cost-effective deal in itself.

But this also leads to another question...

'Is 60 points really the soft upper limit? '

After all, Arima Jing can't believe that the old man's punch only has 5 attribute points.

Only by experiencing it personally can you understand that it is really able to break a person - a long-trained body, surging power.

Although the moves are exactly the same, it can be felt that this is not a level that ordinary people can touch.

Thinking of the content in the original work, this is obviously also a manifestation of the opponent's holding back.

It's really terrifying.

The so-called people of Seireitei are really unfathomable in their strength.

No wonder the prison master was thinking hard about how to do something to the other party when he was making trouble.

Sure enough, among these captains, the most feared one is old man Yamamoto.

"Arima-kun, please come this way."

"Ah... thank you for your trouble, Senior Okiya."

It can only be said that the first team is indeed extraordinary, and the medical staff configured in the team are also at the same level as the fourth team.

Under the effect of Kaido, the bones healed and the subcutaneous tissues crawled back to their original state.

Except for the faint bruises, there are no other residual symptoms for the time being.

Under the leadership of Okiya Genshiro, Arima Shizuka also went around to the cafeteria of the first team's dormitory.

The decoration is unexpectedly simple.

Like some kind of employee cafeteria during the Showa period.

Low ceiling, swaying fans.

Under the main tone of wooden utensils, the tables, chairs and benches are shiny, but more or less neat and clean.

Standing at the entrance, I could hear some soldiers talking. Apparently, they didn't need to pay too much attention to discipline here.

Okiga Genshiro handed over a wooden tray and said calmly.

"Most of the allowances in the first team are used for food supplements, so everything here is self-service... Just don't waste food, this is also the teaching of Master Genryusai."

Oh, it's free?

Arima Shizuka was immediately excited.

Tamagoyaki cold cuts, scallion tofu, salt-grilled mackerel, beef brisket curry cubes.

After adding another big bowl of rice, Arima Shizuka was about to leave with Okiga Genshiro.

But she heard a shout from the kitchen.

“Please try the freshly baked eel meat~”

The client's neck was twisted as if it was welded to death.

He chuckled at Genshiro Kiba and nodded slightly at Shizuya Arima.

"Just don't waste it, Arima-kun."

After waiting in line again, Arima Shizuya happily brought three large pieces of eel meat.

The food cooked with soy sauce looks bright in color, but now just the smell makes people want to eat.

Even if you get beaten, you can eat for free.

This time it’s worth the price of admission~

The two of them walked around for a while, and finally ended up in a relatively remote corner.

I saw a 'lonely' figure from behind.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, the little old man actually sat in such an inconspicuous corner to eat.

"Master Yuan Liuzhai, I'm bringing someone here."

The figure half turned his back and responded with a calm expression.

"Thank you for your hard work, teeth flushing."

Their eyes met again, and although she was still nervous as if on a conditioned reflex, Arima Shizuya still said hello bravely.

"General, Mr. Captain..."

"Just like Chongya and the others, just call me Yuanliuzhai."

As if he didn't care much about the title, Yuan Liuzhai raised his right hand and tapped it towards his side.

"Take a seat."

Although he wanted to sit farther away, Chong Ya quietly winked at him, so the person involved could only sit opposite Yamamoto.

"Does your hand still hurt?"

A calm tone came from in front of him, and Shizuo Arima nodded in response.

"Much better!"

"Well, that's good."

Flatten the chopsticks in your right hand so that they are level. Yamamoto picked up the miso soup on his left hand, stirred it gently, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

"Although your skills are unfamiliar, they are much better than those of the bad disciples back then. Skills that are useless, because they have been passed down for a long time, few people are willing to delve into them now."

Genryusai put down the miso soup, his expression seemed quite emotional.

"After the Zanpakutō appeared, many Shinigami followed it, but neglected physical training. It's a pity..."

Does this seem to make sense?

After all, a typical example is Nozomi Ohmaeda who had taken action before.

As a nobleman and the deputy captain of the second division, he has neglected his dialogue skills to this extent, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Arima Shizuya."

……Um?

Is there anything I can do here?

Looking up, he could see Yuan Liuzhai staring at him calmly.

His hands were clasped together on the table, making them into fists. The expression on his face was not even the slightest bit disturbing at all.

"Although I am old and no longer accept disciples, I don't want to see young people like you waste the spirit of Genryu..."

"Therefore, please stay in the first team for a longer time."

…

The words were a little roundabout. The person involved reacted for a while, then carefully raised his right hand and pointed it at his cheek.

"Do you want to personally guide me?"

"..."

Yuan Liuzhai's look as if he was looking at a fool was quite lethal.

‘Ahem… Why don’t you say thank you quickly. ’

On the side, Oki Genshiro pretended to cough twice and asked for assistance.

"Ah...many, thank you Lord Genryusai!"

Old man Yamamoto sighed rarely, and his expression became a little strange.

"Is it because you have been with that brat Chun Shui? I always feel like you have some of his outlines..."

"Ahaha, Master Genryusai, this is probably your illusion."

That's probably because...

Everyone has the desire to take advantage of others and be lazy.