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

"Since the speech area has already developed, it is normal to speak occasionally."

"Although the brain of Sleeping No. 6 is not directly used, the manufacturing procedures are basically the same, so some defects may be inherited through this reason."

"It is a point worth referring to... If there is still room for improvement, this kind of similar cognitive problem should not appear next time."

Listening to Kurotsuchi Mayuri's long speech.

Arima Shizuka also looked up a little confused, showing a confused expression.

"Mr. Kurotsuchi, what are you talking about?"

"I'm saying that you don't need to pay attention to what this guy says. This is just an unconscious action of hers."

"If you have to make a simple description..."

"Yes, it's just like the unconscious wriggling of a single-celled organism. Although it looks like exercise to the outside world, it has no special meaning to the organism itself."

Kutsuchi Mayuri lowered his head and continued to pick up a piece of mung bean cake and began to chew.

"There are no two identical leaves in the world, and naturally, there can't be exactly the same people."

"I know what you're thinking, Arima Shizuya. But no matter what, Sleeping No. 7 is Sleeping No. 7, no matter how similar, similar..."

"She's not Sleeping No. 6 either."

Should I say she's a scientist indeed?

Her sensitivity in this kind of place is indeed not to be underestimated.

It's like a sharp knife piercing into the heart and lungs, making Arima Shizuya feel a pain, and it appears in his heart at this moment.

Although he doesn't want to admit it.

But what Kurotsuchi Mayuri said is absolutely right.

The Sleeping No. 6, who couldn't write Chinese characters and could only use Katakana to refer to him, is dead.

Now standing in front of him is another life.

"Trying to find traces of the dead on the living is also an offense in another sense, right?"

Kutsuchi Mayuri looked at Arima Shizuya calmly and put down the lunch box in his hand.

"You are a smart person. Although you haven't reached my level, you have already won my recognition."

"Put your time and energy on important things, and don't stop at the past."

"That's what I want to say."

Kuroshita Mayuri clapped his hands, cleared the residue in his hands with a light gesture, and turned his back at this moment.

He walked towards the door of the lounge.

"Let's go, Mian No. 7."

Although his eyes had become a little smart, he still hesitated after hearing the order.

Mian No. 7 glanced at the stranger in front of him, turned around, and staggered to follow Kurotsuchi Mayuri's footsteps.

"That, Mr. Kurotsuchi!"

Arima Shizuya's voice came from behind, and Kurotsuchi Mayuri stopped and let Mian No. 7 fall on his legs.

"What? Because I'm very busy, I can only listen to your content for up to three sentences."

Even after eating so many souvenirs, you are still so impolite...

After sighing in his heart.

Arima Shizuya slowly stood up.

As if he had completed a series of self-liberations, Arima Shizuya's tone was only calm and sincere.

"In the next period of time, can I take Mian No. 7 out for a walk?"

The insect curry that was not fed was indeed a pity, and it could not be made up.

The dead could not be resurrected.

But because of this...

People need to keep looking forward and keep moving forward.

Perhaps only by making oneself busy.

Only then will there be no leisure to stare in the direction of the past - the past full of regrets and annoyances, full of regrets.

It's not that I want to see the shadow of others in Mian No. 7, but I want to do something within my ability.

That's all.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri snorted without comment, and took another step without looking back.

"I don't care."

"Just don't bother her on Monday, because she has to do regular checkups."

"Also, you can't meet her until after 7:30 in the morning, and even if you take her out at night, she must be back in my lab before 5:30."

"There must be no mango or pineapple in the food, and I haven't had time to do an allergy test yet."

"And..."

No, no, no.

Is this an indifferent attitude?

Do you want to hear what you are talking about?

When the two of them completely left Arima Shizuya's sight, they returned to the door of Kurotsuchi Mayuri's dedicated laboratory.

This guy suddenly stopped in place again.

His eyes, which did not see sadness or joy, turned and fell on the right hand of Mian No. 7.

This bunch of hair was really eye-catching.

"Really... what's wrong? Why do I always have such cognitive errors?"

After complaining, Kurotsuchi Mayuri retracted his gaze and said in a calm tone.

"Do you want to raise them?"

"...Yes."

"Sure, but you can only pick three at most."

"..."

"And remember to change the water and clean them regularly. If they rot, you have to throw them away. I don't want the lab to be full of stench."

"..."

"What about the answer? As I said before, you need to respond to the instructions regardless of whether they are executed or not, otherwise I can't evaluate your behavior logic."

"...Yes."

"What? Such a reluctant tone. Anyway, this kind of flower is cheap, right? Just tell me if you want it next time. It won't be a problem to pluck that guy bald."

"...Yeah!"

"Hehe, since he chose to come to the 12th Division for internship, I will definitely not leave him alone... Even if he doesn't come, I will take the initiative to contact this guy."

"Beautiful! Flower!"

"So why do you have such cognitive impairment..."

...

In short, after watching Kurotsuchi Mayuri leave, only Arima Shizuya and Akon were left in the lounge.

The 12th Division soldier, wearing a white coat and with a rather emotional expression, showed a half-smile at this moment.

"Very good, Arima-kun."

The person concerned was confused by this unwarranted praise.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"There won't be many times when Mr. Kurotsuchi can make a concession. At least in the Technology Development Bureau, this is something that even the captain can't do..."

Is this guy so stubborn?

Arima Shizuka didn't really feel it.

But since the other party said so now, there's no harm in writing it down first.

Just as the person was sighing like this, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside.

Not long after.

A familiar figure appeared at the door.

"Ahaha, sorry Arima-kun. Although I know you want to come, I'm a little busy and can't spare the time."

Patting the back of his head, the person with an apologetic face was the then captain of the 12th Division, Urahara Kisuke.

Arima Shizuka also stood in place respectfully and saluted the other party.

"You're polite, Mr. Urahara. This time it was my rash action that disturbed the schedule of the 12th Division, and I should apologize."

"Ah~ Should I say it's because I've been an intern in the 1st Division? I always feel that Arima-kun has become much more orderly."

Urahara Kisuke smiled and walked into the lounge. He blinked and showed a very expectant expression at this moment.

"When I came here, I heard the team members say there were souvenirs? Ahaha, you're so polite. It's really embarrassing to be so polite."

"Ah, it's something like mung bean cake. I have to say that Arima-kun is really considerate. It's very important for researchers to supplement sugar~"

"So... where is it now?"

The scene was a little quiet for a while.

Arima Shizuya's expression was embarrassed, and Akin next to him was so uncomfortable that he turned his head to the side.

It's okay to laugh, but it would be too rude to let the captain see it.

Urahara Kisuke's smile was still honest and powerful.

"Huh? What? Are you going to give me a surprise or something? In fact, you prepared a special luxurious cake gift box for me?"

"Hate~ I'm not someone like Miss Yoruichi, it's embarrassing to do this."

"In fact, I'll be very happy if you just give it to me directly."

Arima Shizuya's mouth twitched, and he was in a tangled and painful choice.

He met Urahara Kisuke's expectant eyes and said in a very unwilling tone.

"Mr. Urahara, I'm so sorry..."

It's been eaten up!