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

The next day.

In front of the Gotei Division 12 team building.

Ajin crossed his hands on his chest, looking into the distance as if waiting for something, slightly lost in thought.

It was only after a few minutes that a familiar voice came from behind.

"Mr. Akin! Long time no see!"

The voice is very recognizable, to the extent that you can identify the other person's identity as soon as you hear it.

But at the same time…

The voice seems to have become much louder?

Turning his head, Akon saw Arima Shizuya trotting towards this side.

The other party was carrying large and small bags, and it seemed that he had expended a lot of energy just to rush on the road, so that at this moment, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Ajin calmly took the luggage from the other person's hand and asked softly.

"Arima-kun, why did you suddenly apply for an internship in Division 12?"

The person involved laughed twice, showing his big white teeth.

"Although I have enough credits for this semester, if I think that I am idle, I have to find some place to learn something."

I see.

Ajin's usually stern face trembled slightly, and he forced out a rather easy-going smile.

"So Division 12 is your place of entertainment?"

"Uh... It's an exaggerated statement. I probably didn't mean it."

"So it's just a joke, Arima-kun."

"When did Akon-san learn that joke?"

"Is it cold? Then I won't say anything next time..."

The two walked side by side, first going to the team building and letting Arima Shizuya put all the luggage in place.

"Ah... don't put this thing down yet. I want to take it to the Research Bureau later."

"Is it something important?"

"It's just a small souvenir. After all, I haven't seen you all for a long time."

"You're very welcome, Arima-kun."

"It should be said that it is a normal social interaction, right?"

"Haha, the people here are not normal."

"I really don't want to refute this sentence..."

Because they were acquaintances, Arima Shizuya had a fairly pleasant chat with Akon.

The souvenirs he brought also received a good response from the team.

After all, I helped a lot when I came here for the first time, and there are indeed very few normal people in the 12th Division...

Everyone is also very enthusiastic about an 'old friend' like Ma Shizuya.

"So, how long do you plan to intern for this time?"

The tone was somewhat stiff, with a sense of familiarity, but I couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

But no matter what, you should still know your friends, right?

You can't pretend you didn't hear it.

Arima Shizuya, who was being held around the neck and talking to the others, turned his head halfway and spoke in a cheerful tone.

"It should be before spring next year, stay, in..."

"What? Are you so surprised when you see my face? Or is it that you haven't seen my face for so long that your simple brain has shut down?"

Wearing heavy makeup as always.

The inhumane Niruri stood at the long table in the lounge, stuffing her mouth with souvenirs sent by Shizuya Arima.

"Mung bean cake is indeed a good choice as a supplement to sugar."

"Compared to flashy creamy lumps, the satisfaction this exquisite carbohydrate brings to the body is the best."

"Hoho, the fatigue has been relieved a lot."

"Although I have a bad impression of you, this level of kindness is enough to offset my dissatisfaction... I feel honored, mortal, that you can talk to me as an equal again."

Is this some sort of reconciliation?

Considering the "unhappy breakup" with Nishuri last time, Shizuo Arima thought that Nishuri would not be very happy to see him today.

It seems that this guy is more or less reasonable.

but……

"Well, can you eat less? Are there other team members who are not here?"

Nie Shuli directly picked up the entire tray and picked up another piece without expression.

"It's not necessary, otherwise you'll miss the best tasting period."

"Then at least leave some for Captain Urahara?"

"Hohoho, you occasionally tell some decent jokes."

No……

This guy eats faster!

Ajin, who was beside him, made a gesture to the other team members very wisely.

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Everyone seemed to understand Nirvana's temper, and at this moment they all retreated to their workstations.

The lounge suddenly became empty...

Only the sound of Nirvana's constant chewing sounded from time to time.

"So next time I'll send you saury, preferably salt-grilled, thank you."

Is your sentence related to the previous sentence?

"What's going on with that expression? Isn't it common sense that after eating something sweet, you want to use something salty to neutralize it?"

Arima Shizuya showed a helpless expression because of his too out-of-the-box thinking.

But compared to his desire to complain, all his attention was focused on another small figure.

That……

It was a child standing next to Nirvana.

Long hair, round face, jet black pupils - almost 99% identical to the individual in Arima Shizuya's memory.

The other party was wearing a well-tailored kimono, and his expression was dull and exaggerated, like some kind of exquisite doll.

Arima Shizuya took two steps forward, staring down at the other party, and couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Ni, this is..."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi clapped his hands casually, the flesh on his face began to pile up, and finally revealed a rather disgusting smile.

"This is my latest experimental work, I call it Sleeping No. 7."

"Based on Sleeping No. 6, a device for forced cell division has been added."

"As long as this thing is installed, the cells of Sleeping No. 7 will never stop dividing. In other words, she will definitely be able to grow like a normal person."

Selectively ignored Ni's proud tone.

Arima Shizuya's attention was all on this small figure.

Sleeping No. 7?

In the original line, Nie Yinmeng, Mayuri Kurotsuchi's deputy, and the future vice-captain of the 12th Division.

Feeling a little emotional, Arima Shizuya also squatted down, but found that the other party did not respond.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's voice came from above.

"Don't even think about saying hello to her. Although the data of Mian No. 7 is almost identical to that of No. 6."

"But her sensitivity to other things is quite limited. According to my analysis, she may have to wait for half a year before she will be interested in things from the outside world."

"Well... you can't understand things that are too complicated. Anyway, just treat her as an idiot."

It was indeed a statement in the style of Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

Although he wanted to say hello, since the other party had said this, he could only give up.

Just when Arima Shizuya was about to stand up.

He saw the little guy in front of him suddenly turned his head and stared at him.

"......?"

There was a reaction?

Arima Shizuya saw her staggeringly loosen her left hand that was holding Kurotsuchi Mayuri, staggered forward in two steps, and stood in front of him.

"Gu... Pa."

The right hand covered with saliva was taken out of her mouth and directly grabbed Arima Shizuya's head.

The speed was very fast... and the strength was not small!

He pulled out a lot of the person's hair, causing Arima Shizuka's scalp to go numb.

"It hurts..."

The person stepped back again and again, while Mian No. 7 stared at the broken hair in her hand in a trance.

Her eyes seemed to have 'woke up', and began to brighten slowly.

Mian No. 7 moved her lips and uttered a few unclear syllables.

"Flowers..."