Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle...
Inside the Great Kūkaku Training Hall, Duan Mu took the water Koganehiko handed him and downed an entire bucket in one go.
"Young Master Duan Mu, someone claiming to be the First Division's Lieutenant Captain has arrived outside. His name is... Chōjirō Sasakibe. Shall I let him in?"
Chōjirō Sasakibe?
What did he want with me?
Duan Mu frowned, suddenly sensing that something was wrong.
Send him away?
He shook his head slightly. Forget it...
The old man was currently managing the Central 46's affairs on someone else's behalf. Duan Mu did not want to give him an excuse to punish him.
"Bring him in."
"Yes."
Koganehiko answered and turned toward the outside.
Before long, he returned with an elegant, middle-aged man who had white hair, golden eyes, and a small mustache.
Duan Mu had never interacted with this man before, mainly because he had always felt that he would be a very troublesome person...
"Captain Duan Mu."
Seeing Duan Mu bare-chested, Chōjirō Sasakibe greeted him respectfully.
"Lieutenant Captain Sasakibe, you're too polite."
Duan Mu smiled faintly and rose to return the greeting.
Although he looked much younger than Captain Commander Yamamoto, his actual age exceeded that of every captain except Unohana Retsu.
However, his spiritual pressure was limited. Perhaps he had encountered the barrier of his limits too early, or perhaps there was some other reason. To Duan Mu, he seemed merely to have barely reached captain-class.
Yet according to his memories, his Bankai's amplification was astonishingly high.
Everyone's Bankai was different, and the power it could unleash likewise depended on one's aptitude and degree of mastery.
Generally speaking...
The difference in destructive power between the Shikai and Bankai of the same Zanpakuto usually reached five to