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

Work is always boring.

Especially some things that are more business-oriented.

Generally speaking, in order to make the work go smoothly...

Adjust the relationship between people and make the flow between each other smoother and smoother.

This is the focus of the work.

That's why.

Even if it's just a fake smile and fake friendliness.

As long as everything has meaning, it has the value of continuing.

It doesn't matter.

All adaptations are just for better changes.

"Thank you for your help, please take care of me next time."

It doesn't matter.

Because I am on the right and clear path.

"This mistake is our responsibility, but please don't blame others. As the vice-captain, I am willing to take responsibility for this..."

Work is the glue that sticks the mask together.

"Okay, no problem. We will pay attention next time."

You need to disguise yourself to appear less prominent.

"It's just a small matter. It's not a problem for our fifth team."

Just repeating what you have done.

"This is indeed a rare experience, I have learned a lot. So...see you later."

My name is Aizen Sosuke.

"I look forward to working with you next time."

Adapting, getting used to it.

But...

There will be times when you feel tired.

Sitting back on the bench in the office, looking at the empty room, Aizen Sosuke's expression did not change at all.

A short feeling of fatigue is inevitable after work.

Occasionally, I want to take a break or something - at this time, I just need to relax properly.

Write a copybook.

A regular frame, circle the strokes in it.

No matter how much you practice and write, you still can't overflow this square grid.

Because exceeding is imperfection, and excessiveness is too indulgent.

The strength of stopping at a tasting and the arc that follows the rules are the essence of it.

It's like reviewing everything in the past over and over again.

It was like lifting up the sticky substance with adhesive and filling the gaps between the mask.

The process of consolidation is always painful.

But as long as the goal is still perfect and worth looking forward to, then all of this is a small step worth paying for.

But...

Today's mood seems to be a little unsettled no matter what.

Aizen stopped writing, and his face no longer showed the gentle look of the past.

Hesitating and thinking, Aizen put down the brush in his hand.

If the mood is not online, the things written are naturally not ideal.

Let's put these things aside for the time being.

The mask covering the face, as if it is connected to the flesh... is temporarily removed.

Turning his head to look out the window, Aizen's expression is not sad or happy, and people can't know what he is thinking.

But it didn't take long.

There was a burst of hurried footsteps outside.

Dongdongdong...

Pushing the glasses flat and turning the rocking chair. Smoothing the lapels on the body, the corners of the mouth are raised with the perfect arc obtained after thousands of hammers.

"Please come in."

"Vice Captain Aizen, there is a letter for you!"

"Thank you for making an extra trip."

"You are too polite! I am so grateful for your care. This is just a small matter. I have something else to do, so I will leave first!"

"Well, please take care."

The door closed, and Aizen swept the letter on the table and held it in his hand.

There was still no obvious change on his face. After all, it was just an ordinary letter and had no special meaning to Aizen.

Goodwill that was given out for perfunctory.

I am often misunderstood and mistakenly think that I am the special person.

The poor people who seek warmth and desire emotional filling... will always contact me in a more private way at this time.

Letters are a way of expression.

Because it is private enough, it is also hidden enough.

In this "space" where people get along alone, many people will release their emotions unscrupulously.

Show everything about themselves with their hearts.

In terms of sincerity alone, it is indeed convincing-but, it is a pity.

In Aizen's opinion, these things are meaningless.

No matter how passionate the feelings are, it is just the warmth of meat.

Slightly.

It makes people feel a little disgusted...

He has already felt disgusted with these things, so much so that Aizen's brows are unconsciously frowned.

However, this action was soon stopped.

Because he saw the signature of the letter.

Arima Shizuya.

... It's amazing.

Just seeing this name, the slightly gloomy mood will also be brightened.

Even such a familiar and disgusting mask, at this moment, it seems less annoying.

The man who was cultivated by his own hands.

Now he has grown to this extent - just thinking of the other person's appearance, Aizen has a subtle sense of relaxation.

Subconsciously speeding up his movements by three points, Aizen opened the envelope and slowly unfolded it in front of him.

'From Aizen Sosuke. '

'Long time no see, teacher! Because I've been too busy recently... I haven't contacted you for nearly four months, right? '

‘Sorry~ I told you that we should keep in touch at least once every three months.’

‘But I’m really sorry, the training here is really tough. I’m exhausted just by doing the training every day…’

‘There were several times when I was even carried down horizontally by Senior Chongya.’

‘I heard that I was beaten to death several times?’

‘Ahaha, but I can’t remember it at all. I just seem to see that thing called Sanzu River often.’

‘Ah~ Things like Yuanliu are really not something that humans can touch.’

‘I don’t know what’s wrong with the old man. He has been urging me to get up before dawn recently.’

‘He also taught me to wipe my body with a dry cloth every day, saying that it can strengthen my body’s resistance.’

‘My skin is about to fall off…’

‘And this thing…’

‘It must be a lie, right? I feel like I’m catching colds more often.’

‘But no matter what, I still gained something. ’

‘The skills of the white fight are improving day by day! ’

‘I should have a chance to show my achievements in this area soon. ’

‘After all, according to the plan, I only have two months of internship left. ’

‘To be honest, I still miss you and Tosen. By the way, has that guy already started working in the 9th Division? ’

‘Although I feel a little too hasty, but... well! Tosen must have his own plans. ’

‘I just don’t know when we will get together next time. Sometimes I would like to have a drink with you... teacher. ’

‘Of course, I can only deal with it with non-alcoholic drinks. ’

‘Because the opportunity is rare, the wording this time is not very rigorous... I am really sorry, I really don’t have the extra brain to think about these things recently. ’

‘Having said this, I am a little confused about what I am saying. ’

‘I am too lazy to organize the content, so let’s leave it at that for now. ’

‘Teacher! Looking forward to seeing you next time! ’

‘Arima Shizuya, that’s all. ’

The gaze swept down, and lingered for a moment at the end.

Although there was no obvious change in Aizen’s expression, the corners of his mouth, which had always maintained a certain arc, deformed a little uncontrollably at this moment.

Happiness is an emotion that is difficult to suppress.

Compared with negative emotions such as sadness and sorrow. The human body’s ability to suppress it is limited - after all, this is a positive guidance, and it is also something that can make people happy physically and mentally.

Just like...

It is.

The sun.

A like-minded, trustworthy partner.

At the same time, he trusts his godson unconditionally.

It’s like witnessing a towering tree growing vigorously... and the person who planted it with his own hands is himself.

He is an extension of his will, and a successor who can fully understand his thoughts.

Just thinking of this, Aizen’s expression has completely become extremely happy.

If it was used to communicate with each other in the past, its final destination could only be the high temperature of the spirit.

After all, some things are not convenient to disclose, and they are important "information" that needs to be eliminated.

But this one is completely different.

It seems like what the person involved, Shizuya Arima, said.

It is just a unilateral complaint from the other party, a simple act of pouring out.

It is an immature representative behavior.

But because of this.

It has some collection value.

Folding it again and putting it away, Aizen was about to rewrite a reply.

There was another sound of footsteps outside... Not long after, a thief's head came in from outside.

Aizen sighed imperceptibly.

"Captain Hirako, do you have any instructions?"

"Ah~ You are here after all."

Walking in with a smile, Hirako Mako looked at the surrounding scenery and said in a nonchalant tone.

"I just ran into Rokuro, the messenger, in the corridor."

"..."

"That guy is so reckless~ He's always running around and shouting."

"..."

"So even though it wasn't intentional, I still heard some interesting things."

"..."

"Did Arima Shizuka send you a letter again?"

Aizen half raised his head, folded his arms across his chest, and smiled as usual.

"Yes, do you have any instructions?"

Hirako Mako shrugged and made a very relaxed gesture.

"It's not that serious~ I'm just letting you know. If you want to reply, please add a few more words."

"Please give Captain Hirako your instructions."

"Let him work hard under the captain-general. Not everyone has this opportunity... At least my group didn't have it at the beginning."

"I see, I will definitely tell you the truth."

The two exchanged information with each other in a calm tone, without any extra emotions.

"There is one more thing."

Hirako Mako stirred the hair on her temples and looked at Aizen calmly at this moment.

"Captain Hirako, please tell me."

"Does the recent work make you feel too tired?"

"No, it's just a small matter for me."

"How is it possible~ Others say that Vice Captain Aizen is sweating profusely. Sorry, I think I have assigned too much work to you. I will give most of it to other officers later."

"You don't need this..."

"This is the captain's order, you just need to accept it."

Hirako Mako turned halfway around and waved his hand at Aizen without any doubt.

"That's it, see you later~"

Leaving Aizen's office alone.

The atmosphere at this moment is somewhat indescribably solemn.

Is it a fiction...

If this is the approach, it is a good countermeasure.

Aizen half raised his right hand, gently rubbing his chin at this moment, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Although the timing may not be quite right.

But after all, this is reality, not all affairs can move forward in the ideal direction.

Occasional deflection is also understandable.

And...

Your existence does make people feel a little disgusted.

After a moment of condensation of thoughts, it seems that something suddenly occurred to him.

Aizen lowered his head again.

It's really bad...because of some unimportant things, I almost forgot what I wanted to do just now.

In short, since things have come to this point.

Aizen smiled and picked up the paper and pen, spreading them out in front of him.

He should write a reply first.