The New Muramasa

"Koume, come and greet Grandpa Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto." Urahara beckoned Koume to his side as if teasing a cat.

"Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto... Grandpa..." Koume called out, shrinking behind Urahara in fear.

Faced with such an adorable little girl, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto felt a little embarrassed to put on airs, so he softened his expression and said, "Koume, right? I'm entrusting Muramasa to you."

"I... I will try my best," Koume said timidly.

"What are your plans for the future? To have her join the Gotei 13?" Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto asked. He wouldn't feel at ease Muramasa he had Muramasa in his own hands.

Urahara gave a wry smile. He understood Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's concerns, of course. "Which squad should we send her to? Given Koume's personality, it seems like nowhere would be a good fit."

Koume's shy personality makes it difficult for her to survive in the squad. Someone like Hanatarō, with his personality, is often bullied by the squad members, which leads him to often end up cleaning the sewers.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto was aware of some of the unspoken rules within each squad, but he wasn't quite sure what to say about the management of the squad leaders.

"Let's go to the new organization. Muramasa's sword is suitable to hang over the head of every Bleach." Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto quickly made a decision. "There are Bleach have lived in the World of the Living there. Let them take care of them."

"Okay." Urahara thought for a moment and said, with Aikawa Love, that anime-loving uncle, around, there was no need to worry too much about Koume's safety.

While Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto and Urahara were chatting, Muramasa's appearance was fading, and his spiritual pressure had been completely absorbed by the empty Zanpakuto.

Under the control of spiritual pressure, the Zanpakuto, having absorbed all of Muramasa's power, slowly rose into the air. Tsuna immediately switched to the Bankai's attribute, enveloping everything, encompassing everything, the vast sky...

"Everyone, don't let anyone disturb me."

Next came the most crucial moment. Tsuna also took to the air, holding his Zanpakuto horizontally in front of his chest. The same flames ignited on his left and right Armguard, completely covering the Zanpakuto from above and below.

The others didn't say much. After exchanging glances, they surrounded the lake in four directions. Even Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto silently guarded Ikkaku, leaving only Koume looking up at the lake.

Currently, this Zanpakuto that absorbed Muramasa's power is actually two different products: Zanpakuto modeled after Urahara's and the power of Muramasa.

What Tsuna needs to do is use the Sky's harmonizing ability to synchronize these two different powers, making them a true Zanpakuto.

The harmonizing properties of the Sky Flame are not simply about turning the objects covered by the flames into stone; it is a power capable of saturating and containing all six climates of the sky.

Only after possessing the Sky Flame can the other six types of flames be considered as part of the Seven Sky Attributes.

Therefore, the power of harmony was originally used to accommodate and harmonize forces that are completely incompatible. This is why the Sky Attribute Flame is considered one of the necessary conditions for becoming a leader, as only a leader can simultaneously control subordinates with different personalities.

Instead of immediately using the Flame of Soft Flame, Tsuna slowly enveloped his Zanpakuto with the Flame of Softness, then amplified the output of the flames, transforming himself and the Zanpakuto into a giant ball of empty fire.

In a sense, Tsuna was forging a sword, an unconventional two-piece forging method that combined two different forces.

Even with Urahara's intellect, after hearing Tsuna's idea to attack Muramasa, he went through a long and winding process before inventing this forging method. Without Tsuna's Sky Flame, everything would have been a half-baked product.

This demonstrates just how powerful Ōetsu Nimaiya's sword-forging skills are; he truly deserves to be called a man who occupies a major position in the Soul Society's invention field.

Just as Tsuna turned into a fireball, a group of people arrived from Karakura Town – it was Ichigo.

As early as when Tsuna and his friends first arrived in the World of the Living, Ichigo had already noticed something amiss with the spiritual pressure in Karakura Town, and later they even sensed the spiritual pressure of Tsuna Bankai.

Just then, it was time for PE class, so Ichigo, Tatsuki, and the others found an excuse to hide in the infirmary, and a group of people rushed over.

In their minds, the fact that Tsuna could use Bankai meant that some powerful enemy had appeared, and they had to come to his aid.

"Mr. Urahara." Tatsuki eyes, spotted Urahara at a glance. As for the fireball in the sky, it was Tsuna's spiritual pressure. She didn't dare to disturb him and could only ask Urahara questions first.

"I called you all here," Urahara said with a smile. He and Tsuna had indeed forgotten to send a message to Tatsuki and the others. The main problem was that Muramasa's appearance was so sudden that they had forgotten for a moment.

"Manager, what's Tsuna doing?" Ichigo asked bluntly.

"Tsuna is forging a sword, using the power of flames," Urahara replied.

"But, that incredibly dense Rain Flame just now, and Captain Kuchiki's spiritual pressure..." Tatsuki was full of worry; it didn't seem like the kind of spiritual pressure fluctuations that could be emitted by a sword forging process.

"Tsuna is fine. Even if something happens to us, that guy will be fine." Urahara answered irrelevantly. He could tell at a glance that Tatsuki wasn't worried about a fight, but about Tsuna.

Upon hearing Urahara's answer, Tatsuki lost interest in further investigation and instead looked up at the large fireball in the sky.

"Aren't you in class?" Urahara retorted.

"Ichigo suggested we find a chance to sneak out," Uryū replied calmly. Given their physical abilities, regular physical education classes were no longer meaningful.

"What are you talking about? Uryū, you still followed me out!" Ichigo pointed at Uryū and yelled.

The appearance of Ichigo and the others added a touch of vitality to the surrounding environment, but they couldn't stay out for too long. After learning that Tsuna was alright, they chose to return to school.

The forging process took a long time, Ichigo and the others came again and again. In the end, they simply set up a tent by the lake and started a picnic. Of course, all the utensils and ingredients used were generously sponsored by Urahara Shop.

This time, even the shrewd businessman Urahara didn't hold Ichigo and the others accountable for their actions, since their presence made the difficult time pass faster.

As the weekend approached, just when Ichigo and the others thought it would be another boring wait, the giant fireball finally made a move.

The fireball gradually released itself, revealing Tsuna's Bankai form. In front of him was a Zanpakuto with no distinguishing features. Urahara and the other Bleach were shocked; it was Asauchi's original form.

All the Asauchi that the students of the Shino Academy receive look like this. Only when Bleach injects their spiritual pressure into the Asauchi, or finds the true name of the Zanpakuto and obtains the power called Shikai, does the appearance of the Asauchi change.

Tsuna returned to the ground, looking quite exhausted, with his Zanpakuto. The others immediately surrounded him. Tsuna handed the Zanpakuto to Urahara, smiling as he said, "I haven't failed you."

They succeeded. With Urahara's skill, Tsuna's coordination, and thanks to Kyōka Kutsuki's sponsorship, they completed the first Zanpakuto forged at the Soul King Palace.

"Tsuna." Tatsuki immediately hugged the swaying Tsuna. Mental fatigue was even more unbearable than the fatigue caused by spiritual pressure depletion.

Tsuna ruffled Tatsuki's hair, then relaxed and leaned his weight on Tatsuki. "Help me to the camp to rest. The rest is up to the shopkeeper."

Of everyone present, only Tatsuki showed no interest in the Zanpakuto; the others remained motionless.

Seeing everyone's curiosity, Urahara handed the Zanpakuto to Koume, saying, "Try calling his name."

Koume drew her Zanpakuto directly; it was ordinary and showed no change. She sat cross-legged, placed the sword on her lap, and closed her eyes.

Urahara taught Koume how to cultivate Blade Zen, and Koume also has a bug-like ability—she knows the name of this sword!

"Muramasa, can you hear me? Muramasa..."

After Koume called out to her repeatedly, she found herself in a strange state, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a blank world.

This is Koume's world, a blank slate. She was created by Urahara Kisuke, and she has nothing and no desires. She simply lives the life of a clerk at Urahara Shop, day after day.

In the center of this empty space, a man curled up, just as he was in the womb, awaiting the arrival of new life.

As Koume called his name again and again, the man's tightly closed eyes trembled. Muramasa? It seemed to be calling his name. Was it Muramasa? And who was calling him?

Muramasa felt a desire; he wanted to see who was the person who had disturbed his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a girl with pigtails squatting in front of him, looking at him with a gentle expression.

"Who are you?" Muramasa asked a question that everyone who wakes up from a coma would ask.

"My name Yame, you can call me Koume. Muramasa, did I wake you up?" Koume asked.

Was he woken up? This person cared about him, a feeling Muramasa had never experienced before. Just as he was about to get up, he heard Koume's question again.

"If I disturbed you, please rest. I can come again tomorrow."

"Why are you here?" Muramasa asked, stopping Koume who was about to leave.

"Here? You're here. This is my inner world," Koume said.

Muramasa slowly sat up. His inner world? So blank, so utterly destitute—could this really be called an inner world?

Muramasa visited the inner worlds of many Zanpakuto, but he had never seen such a pure inner world. And now he was in this girl's inner world, which meant...

She is his master, his new master...

Muramasa never expected that his dying wish would come true. A new master? This person seems pretty good. Bleach are afraid of death, and as the spirit of his Zanpakuto, he is also afraid of death. It would be best if he could stay alive.

Muramasa took Koume's hand and gently kissed it. "Koume, Koyu. My name is Muramasa. From today onwards, you are my master. Please feel free to give Muramasa orders."

"No, not Master, Muramasa." Koume rejected Muramasa's explanation. She took Muramasa hand and helped him stand up, saying with a smile, "Let's be friends!"

An indescribable emotion welled up in his heart, and a tear burst forth. How unfamiliar the word "friend" seemed. Even when Muramasa was manipulating the other Zanpakuto, he used the titles of master and servant and control.

My friend, are there really masters who can befriend their Zanpakuto?

Yes! The person in front of him is his new master.

Yame remembered the name Muramasa; he was willing to give everything for her, in the name of friendship.

The moment Muramasa stood up, holding Koume's hand, this blank world began to come into color.