Thirty Years of Change

"Thank you very much, Mr. Great Sage Hanyū."

On the hospital bed, a frail young girl, covered with a white blanket and with her hair in a bun, had a slightly rosy complexion and a gentle smile.

"Just call me Dōsan, Hisana, you should get some rest."

Dōsan Hanyū withdrew his hand that Kaidō, nodded slightly in return, and then walked out.

Byakuya Kuchiki, who was standing to the side, gently pulled up Hisana's blanket with a smile, and then followed behind Dōsan Hanyū.

"If it weren't for you, Hisana might..."

For Byakuya Kuchiki, those words were enough to express his rather complex gratitude.

"What I've actually been doing isn't treatment, but rather a kind of time reversal. Her illness is an incurable disease originating at the Reishi level."

Incurable disease.

Byakuya was somewhat dazed. He had heard this diagnosis from Unohana before, and he had thought that Dōsan Hanyū might have a solution.

Before Dōsan Hanyū Byakuya Kuchiki speak, Yuusuke Dosan continued, "The principle of continuous time reversal can be understood as returning Hisana's body to its original state, but for a soul like Hisana's without Spiritual Power, it's difficult for her to withstand the reversal of her soul. At that point, even attempts at treatment will be impossible."

Attempts at treatment.

Even Captain Unohana couldn't do it, so even the infamous Kidō God Dōsan Hanyū, could only resort to another shortcut.

These two are practically authorities in the Seireitei; who else could they turn to?

Do you have any ideas?

The young head of the Kuchiki Clan suddenly lowered his voice, clearly indicating that he had given up hope.

"The first method is to ask Mayuri Kurotsuchi for help in modifying Hisana's spirit. With Mayuri Kurotsuchi's abilities, this method has a 100% success rate."

"No." Byakuya refused decisively.

In some cases, this is similar to "Hollowfication." For most people, after such spiritual transformation, they are no longer considered human.

Byakuya Kuchiki could not accept this.

However, Dōsan didn't understand his thinking. In Dōsan's opinion, if Soi Fon, Kūkaku, Ganju were in this situation, he would definitely use a method with a 100% survival rate.

"The second method is time solidification. With the assistance of Captain-level powerhouse wielding a time- Zanpakuto, and with my support, we can solidify Hisana's time, freezing her spirit at a certain moment."

Among the current Dōsan Hanyū Soul Reaper, I've never heard of anyone whose Zanpakuto is purely time-based.

It's fair to say that the vast majority of masters of the space-time system are still serving time in Muken deepest recesses of hell.

But when he heard what Dōsan Hanyū said, Byakuya Kuchiki reacted somewhat strangely.

He kept muttering the words "space-time system".

He really has connections.

"I have other matters to attend to, Captain Kuchiki, please excuse me."

Thank you so much for your help.

Byakuya bowed again to show his gratitude, and Dōsan returned the bow and left.

Thirty years is but a blink of an eye for Soul Reaper, yet time has left its mark on Dōsan Hanyū.

No longer the frail boy he once was, Dōsan Hanyū now stood tall and straight, and wore a wide haori, a symbol of nobility, and had truly become a great nobleman of the Seireitei.

He has served as the first sage of the Central 46 for thirty years, but the entire Soul Society seems to have forgotten this genius from thirty years ago, with only some of his records occasionally being mentioned.

The young Soul Reaper and the young nobleman seemed unable to reconcile the gentle and refined youth before them with the veiled, imposing sage of the Central 46.

Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts.

"It's Kidō class today. I heard that the teacher, Hikaru, was absent last time," a blond youth, Izuru Kira, told his two companions.

"Ha, finally I don't have to take the Kidō class anymore?"

"What are you thinking about, Renji? But I heard from the students in the next class that the person who's teaching our Kidō class this time is a big shot. They say he's a relative of the principal." A frail girl, Momo Hinamori, asked curiously.

"Huh? A relative of that big-breasted principal?" Renji casually. "Could she be a real Soul Reaper, or a member of the Kidō Corps?"

Anyway, there are only a few types of people in Seireitei.

"Anyway, Teacher Ōuna told us to show this gentleman respect. He might be a Seated Officer, no, maybe even Vice-Captain-level!"

Kira boldly imagined that if it was at the Vice-Captain-level, then it would truly be a big shot among big shots, since his current dream was at most to become a Soul Reaper Seated Officer.

"Huh? Did Ms. Ōuna say anything?" Renji scratched his head; he couldn't remember anything.

"Because Renji was sleeping at the time." Momo Hinamori rolled her eyes.

Renji chuckled Renji, then his mind drifted back to decades ago when he was still a child.

That boy was the strongest person Renji Abarai could imagine in the past and even now, and the figure he had admired most for the past thirty years.

The figure in Renji's memory was now overlapping with the figure before him.

"Hello everyone, my name is Dōsan Hanyū. I will be teaching you all the Kidō courses from now on."

The biggest change at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts in the past thirty years.

The students seated at this moment were mostly commoners from Rukongai, far outnumbering the noble students, even though they represented the best class of the year.

But regardless of whether they were commoners or nobles, everyone who saw the elegant and handsome Dōsan Hanyū step onto the stage couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"So handsome!"