The Artificial Soul Corps Takes Aim

"Jirō, what did you say?"

Sōji Sanjō dilated in shock. The moment he sheathed his wooden sword, an overwhelming sense of exhaustion washed over him, causing his body to sway uncontrollably.

Jirō was clearly startled when the Sanjō leader grabbed him by the collar, and stammered, "It's true, because Dōsan Hanyū committed a crime and was punished by being sent to teach at the academy."

Very good!

Although saying this isn't very nice for Dōsan Lao Da.

But this is really great!

Those who were close to Sōji Sanjō probably knew what was going on.

Seeing the somewhat excited Sōji Sanjō, Jirō bluntly said, "Dōsan Hanyū committed a crime and received such a severe punishment. This might be the end of his life. It's best for Sanjō- souji to stay away."

There are still people in Soul Reaper who support Dōsan Hanyū, but the students of the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, based on rumors, mostly side with Captain-Commander Yamamoto.

In their eyes, Dōsan Hanyū was already a criminal, and it was necessary to keep their distance from him.

Sōji Sanjō waved his hand.

Jirō's thoughts are probably the thoughts of everyone at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts.

That's true, this is about the level of these mediocre guys.

With a somewhat apprehensive heart, Sōji Sanjō continued the lesson.

Until this day, he heard from his late deskmate that Dōsan Hanyū had come to the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts. Sōji Sanjō, who was in history class, suddenly slammed his fist on the table!

"What? Sanjō, are you trying to rebel?" The teacher adjusted his glasses with displeasure from the stage.

"I'm sorry, but I'd like to apply for a grade-skipping exam."

Why so suddenly?

Fortunately, the brainwashing lessons in Seireitei history were not valued by the students, and the teachers developed a good temper.

The main issue is that even if Sōji Sanjō is weaker than him, the difference isn't that significant.

"Go ahead, go ahead, do you also want to apply for early graduation?"

The moment the teacher waved his hand, Sōji Sanjō had already run to the door. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "No, I'm going to the fourth round."

Fourth-year students' classroom.

It was quiet at this moment.

The students stared intently at Dōsan Hanyū, who had just entered the classroom. Even though many of the students below had once considered themselves his fans, they were speechless at this moment.

The boys' eyes held curiosity, surprise, and disgust, but lacked the admiration and respect that Dōsan Hanyū had most often seen in them.

"Hello everyone, I am Dōsan Hanyū. Next, I will be teaching you a kendo lesson."

Dōsan wasn't embarrassed at all; as he'd said before, he just considered it part of his job.

However, when Dōsan Hanyū spoke, he startled the students below.

"Hey, really? Isn't this the Kidō?"

"By the way, isn't Kendo a form of etiquette?"

The students below started to get restless, completely disregarding Dōsan Hanyū Dosan.

The concept of "slash" in "Kendo" and "Zankensōki" is different in this day and age.

Now, the Soul Reaper's "slash" has become the application of the Zanpakuto, while swordsmanship has become more about etiquette.

Even among the nobility, the elders preferred to teach the easier-to-learn Kido (Kidō) to younger generations, rather than the difficult-to-master Kendo.

The Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts has always offered kendo classes, but they are no longer given much importance.

Even if Dōsan Hanyū committed a crime, should he be treated so humiliated?

Sure enough, he had already been added to Soul Reaper's blacklist.

There have been similar cases before, and without exception, those people were secretly executed after fading from the Seireitei's view.

Now, even Dōsan Hanyū's former loyal fans are keeping their Dōsan, fearing they might be implicated.

That's not all.

"Hey! I said, former vice-captain Dōsan Hanyū, you're a prisoner, what right do you have to teach us?"

Below the stage, a girl with long black hair and white eyes sat barefoot on the table, a blade of grass dangling from her mouth.

Whether in the World of the Living or the Soul Society, this era is still relatively conservative, and such a bold girl is quite rare.

Dōsan Hanyū squinted, his expression unreadable, but a faint Spiritual Pressure emanated from him throughout the classroom. This weak Spiritual Pressure was merely due to his emotional fluctuations, yet it still made the students feel suffocated.

Dōsan sudden turn of events made these slow-witted students truly realize that even though he was a convicted criminal, Dōsan Hanyū was still a Captain-level man, a man bearing the name of Kidō God!

"Sorry, sorry." The white-eyed girl waved her smooth arm nonchalantly; the number "360" was tattooed on her shoulder.

"You know I'm Artificial Soul, my life and death are controlled by that idiot Ichimonji Tsunayashiro. So, if I curse you a couple of times, you can go and settle the Ichimonji."

Yes!

Tsunayashiro Clan!

I almost forgot about 360 if they hadn't mentioned it.

Some of the students in the audience had shifty eyes.

Half of these trainees will not join the Thirteenth Division, but will instead choose to serve the nobility.

Dōsan Hanyū offended the head of the aristocratic circle, the Tsunayashiro Clan.

The Tsunayashiro Clan didn't take action before was because Dōsan Hanyū was, after all, a vice-captain of the Soul Reaper.

What about now?

Having been abandoned by Soul Reaper, the Tsunayashiro Clan would not let this go easily.

The group of people below exchanged glances, their eyes darting around, each thinking about how to find an opportunity to curry favor with the Tsunayashiro Clan.

They've all stopped arguing.

360, bouncing on her little feet, continued arguing. "I'm still waiting for you to take down that Ichimonji."

After a moment's thought, 360 spoke again, "Dōsan Hanyū, since you're so confident, let's have a match."

Competition?

The trainees were stunned. So reckless?

Seireitei's usual way of doing things isn't actually that complicated, based on the trainees' limited thinking.

I offended Dōsan Hanyū. At most, Dōsan Hanyū would ask me to challenge him, but he generally wouldn't provoke me or take matters into his own hands.

When Dōsan Hanyū challenges him, as long as he's shameless and refuses, there'll be nothing he can do.

But 360 actually wants to give it away themselves? Could it be that you're actually Captain-Commander Yamamoto in disguise?

"Of course, it's just a competition of swordsmanship."

The trainees breathed a sigh of relief.

Dōsan Hanyū eyebrow, but before he could speak, a voice came from outside the door.

"If you wish to challenge me, Lord Hanyū, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

Sōji Sanjō stood before Dōsan, facing the curious gazes of the students without backing down. He had been delayed a bit when applying for promotion, but Sanjō had arrived just in time.

Who are you?

"Sōji Sanjō, Lord Hanyū's subordinate!"