Dōsan, Tell Your Classmates About Kidō Incantations

"Since it's because of the Captain-Commander, Dōsan, you should go back to your seat and prepare. The Kidō Path practical class will start shortly." The female teacher didn't care about being reserved; these ordinary teachers were directly under the Captain-Commander's command.

Thank you, teacher.

If I can't see it, you haven't succeeded in pretending.

The Jinmao Rizukihime lay on the table, her hands covering her ears. Although it was futile, it gave her enough psychological comfort.

Upon seeing Dōsan approaching, Hikaru, with his watermelon-headed hair, shifted one seat to the inside of his seat.

"Dōsan- kun, is it true that the Vice-Captain Sasakibe fought Captain Zaraki yesterday?"

Hikaru asked, though he already knew the answer.

Kenpachi Zaraki is no saint. Given his reputation, if the two of them were to actually fight, even with the Captain-Commander's intervention, Dōsan Hanyū would likely be bedridden in the Fourth Division for some time.

The Jinmao at the front desk listened even more attentively. She leaned back in her chair, her ears twitching. As long as she didn't give this annoying kid a chance, he couldn't keep up the act.

Unlike Sōji Sanjō, who only heard rumors, Rizukihime had actually seen that beast-like being.

Any prey that interests that man will be hacked down until he can't stand up anymore.

Hearing Hikaru's question, Dōsan hesitated for a moment before answering, "We did fight, Captain Zaraki was quite easy to talk to."

Yesterday's rounds could be considered a fight no matter what, and he was clearly no match for Captain Zaraki, but he chose not to continue fighting.

"Quite easy to talk to."

This explanation gave Hikaru the urge to relearn languages.

Rizukihime covered her ears in time and was not injured again. However, Dōsan did not explain further, but Hikaru, that idiot, did not ask any further questions, which made the Jinmao very angry.

"Next, we'll be discussing the application of the course material. Please follow me."

It's finally here.

After enduring agonizing wait, the students in the audience felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining through.

"Don't move."

Seeing the Jinmao get up, Hikaru's eyelids twitched. Okay, it's time for the tantrum.

Rizukihime waved her hand and did a backflip to the front, swinging her legs as far as they could. "Everyone step back, I'll go first."

Although she also received information that Dōsan was skilled in the Kidō, so what? She, Rizukihime, was a genius with the Fifth-Class Spiritual Power and had been learning the Kidō since childhood.

Dōsan Hanyū, who has only been practicing for less than a month, probably can't even memorize those two lines of chanting!

"You Ōmaeda, do you really have to dress like that?"

In front of the dressing mirror, two female Soul Reaper from the Second Division were helping Soi Fon put on her Soi Fon black furisode kimono embroidered with yellow stripes.

A female Soul Reaper took out rouge, extended her finger, and gently touched Soi Fon's lips.

After she joined the Punishment Force's training, she was no longer a noblewoman, nor was Shaoling Fon; she was a warrior Soi Fon.

She had never worn such a thing, nor had she ever even considered it.

"Captain Soi Fon, you don't want Dōsan Hanyū to join the Tenth Division, do you?"

Looking in the vanity mirror, Soi Fon glanced furtively at Ōmaeda. "If you fail again this time, I'll castrate you."

Her feelings towards Dōsan Hanyū were complex.

Or rather, her thoughts have been quite complicated these past few days.

Why did he choose to save himself at that time?

Isn't it right for waste to be thrown away?

If it were me, in the case of Dōsan Hanyū, if Ōmaeda lost his fighting ability and I was unable to complete the mission, I would definitely abandon the burden decisively.

But why am I still afraid when I'm waiting to be abandoned?

Soi Fon has been searching for this answer for fifteen years.

"Hadō 31: Shakkahō"

Rizukihime stretched out her hands, and the fireball struck the target squarely.

'Phew, that was close! Luckily, I succeeded in abandoning the chanting this time.'

Rizukihime stood proudly in front of her classmates, enjoying their admiration.

Of course, she did enjoy it. For this group of third-time beginners, abandoning the chanting of the Thirty-One Hadō was no longer a beginner's challenge.

"Very good, Rizukihime- hime."

The female teacher clapped softly, but her tone made it difficult for Rizukihime to enjoy the pleasure of being the center of attention.

Especially the female teacher, whose next words caught Rizukihime completely off guard. "Dōsan, before the training, could you share your experience in cultivating the Kidō with everyone?"

Why should I?!

Rizukihime stomped her foot angrily, but this time she was smarter. She spoke up now because the risk of being embarrassed was too high. She decided to observe Dōsan's performance first.

Experiences in cultivating the Kidō.

Dōsan was taken aback.

Even if you ask me about my experience in practicing the Shunpo technique, I don't have much experience in the Kidō.

Dōsan hesitated for a moment. Although Kūkaku He taught him the Kidō for a while afterward, she said that it didn't matter who taught him the Kidō, so she handed him over to Ganju.

Therefore, his teacher in the Kidō is still Brother Ganju.

How did Brother Ganju teach him?

Dōsan- pronged stance, adopting an unstandard horse stance, but compared to a horse stance, it looked more like a squatting posture with a peculiar fetish.

"That's it, I found the feeling of 'du...'"

Ha?

The female teacher tilted her head. "What are you saying?"

If I laugh at him now, I probably won't be embarrassed.

No, no, we need a roundabout approach.

Rizukihime covered her mouth and chuckled, her soft Jinmao standing on end. After a moment, she calmed down and said, "Teacher, if Dōsan is having any difficulties in the Kidō, I would be happy to help him."

What's gotten into this young lady now?

The female teacher simply ignored her. "In that case, Dōsan, could you tell everyone about the rhythm and feelings you had when you chanted the Kidō?"

The female teacher still believed the intelligence records, but perhaps her question involved Dōsan's privacy, and he was unwilling to share it.

Chanting?

This makes it even more difficult.

He never chanted when he used Kidō.

Seeing that Dōsan was still unwilling to speak, the situation became somewhat tense, and Rizukihime was also starting to feel restless.

"Then, Dōsan, why don't you unleash your strongest Kidō?" The female teacher finally felt she was losing face; even a clay figure has some temper.

"No problem, "Dōsan assessed the surrounding barrier. Judging from its strength, it could withstand his attack.

Dōsan pointed directly at the distant target, extending his right palm, with subtle flashes of lightning in his palm.

"Hadō..."

The female teacher's pupils dilated.

This is?

"I'm so sorry, Hanyū-kun, the Second Division Captain is waiting outside." Mitsui-san, an academy staff member who is now Dōsan's follower, rushed over from outside.