In Soul Society, I Just Want to Coast Until Retirement Chapter 18

He narrowly avoided the Captain Commander's punch!

Since this old man was pushing him too far, he couldn't blame him for being rude. Yamabuki Chidori was getting serious. Yamabuki Chidori charged forward at full speed! Yamabuki Chidori was instantly defeated by the Captain Commander!

"As long as you can force this old man back a single step, I'll consider you qualified!" Yamamoto said calmly. "Your movements are fast, but your strength is too scattered! You must concentrate the power of your entire body at one point. Only then can you deal the greatest damage!"

Yamabuki Chidori recalled those martial arts tutorial videos from his previous life. Why were most of the ones I watched about Lightning Five-Whip...? Was there nothing more legitimate? He couldn't possibly use the peerless art of Lightning Five-Whip against the Captain Commander. What if he injured the old man?

"Remember, the force behind a punch starts from the legs, travels through the waist, then the shoulders, and finally reaches the fist!" Yamamoto said.

This was actually the foundation of boxing, but Yamabuki Chidori had never even learned the basics.

"Start with the legs?" Yamabuki Chidori suddenly stomped the ground. Power surged from his legs to his waist, then his shoulders, and finally his fist as he threw a fierce punch at Yamamoto. Yamamoto raised both arms to block.

Bang!!!

The instant their arms collided, it was as though a bomb had exploded inside the training hall. Yamamoto's body did not move an inch, but a flicker of shock passed through his eyes. What a heavy punch. Its force had almost reached the limit of a Lieutenant! He had mastered the technique of throwing a punch so quickly!

"This old man's judgment was indeed correct. You truly are a prodigy! Ultimate Body Art Secret Technique, Twin Bone!" Yamamoto decided to force out even more of Yamabuki Chidori's potential!

Yamabuki Chidori immediately felt overwhelming pressure bearing down on him. He could only use the defensive technique he had just learned to block with all his strength.

Boom!!!

The instant Yamamoto's fist touched his arm, Yamabuki Chidori's mind went blank. By the time he regained his senses, his body had been blasted away by an irresistible force. He tumbled wildly, smashing through two walls before finally coming to a stop!

"Captain... Captain Commander... Are you trying to kill me?!"

Yamamoto calmly withdrew his fist. "What are you panicking for? Aren't you still alive? Hurry up and heal yourself. You've already grasped the basics of body arts. Next, I'll teach you swordsmanship."

Lying on the ground, Yamabuki Chidori treated his own injuries. Perhaps because he had used Kido so often, he discovered that the Reiatsu within his body had increased considerably.

Three minutes later, Yamabuki Chidori sprang to his feet, full of vigor!

Kido was really convenient!

Of course, Yamabuki Chidori had no intention of promoting it on a large scale. After all, ordinary people had limited energy.

As long as one excelled in any one of the four disciplines—swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, movement, and Kido—one could become a decent powerhouse. Learning too much would likely leave them unable to master any of it.

When it came to swordsmanship, Yamabuki Chidori was brimming with confidence.

That damned system of his had given him not only a title, but also the skill Swordsmanship Mastery. After several real battles, he had great confidence in his swordsmanship.

In terms of technique alone, he was no worse than Gen'en Kinra or Saito.

"Come! Attack me!" Yamamoto shouted.

"Hmph! Since you insist, I won't hold back! I'm going to win back all the face I lost just now! Regret it, old man!"

Yamabuki Chidori used Flash Step, driving his sword momentum with its speed and instantly generating terrifying damage.

Both of them held wooden swords, so Yamabuki Chidori was not worried that his weapon would injure the Captain Commander.

Yamamoto lightly flicked his wooden sword, knocking aside Yamabuki Chidori's attack.

"Mm, your swordsmanship is far stronger than your fists and kicks! In swordsmanship alone, you are no weaker than anyone in the Gotei 13—except me!" Yamamoto said.

Is he praising me or showing off?

Yamabuki Chidori was too embarrassed to call him out on it!

He lightly tapped the ground with his toes and brought the wooden sword in his hand down toward the old man's shoulder.

Yamamoto gripped his sword with both hands and, with one light strike, directly knocked the wooden sword from Yamabuki Chidori's hand.

"A one-handed sword is indeed more flexible, but its power is nowhere near that of a two-handed sword!" Yamamoto said. "But with your comprehension, you should be able to learn it quickly, right?"

Indeed, the explosive power and speed of a two-handed sword far surpassed what one hand could achieve. Yamabuki Chidori's swordsmanship had sacrificed some attack power in pursuit of ultimate speed, which was unavoidable.

"Mm! I now have a preliminary understanding of your strength. We'll end here for today. I happen to have a mission for you," Yamamoto said.

Yamabuki Chidori used Flash Step and immediately tried to flee. You beat me up this badly, can't you at least let me rest for an afternoon?

Then Yamamoto caught him and dragged him back with an even faster Flash Step!

Trying to run? What a joke!

"The task I'm giving you is simple. Although the Gotei 13 has been initially established, these newcomers are still far from strong enough. I want you to serve as their instructor and teach them the techniques of swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, movement, and Kido," Yamamoto said.

Training newcomers?

That was a thankless job!

Yamabuki Chidori grinned ingratiatingly. "Captain Commander, Captain Shunshun Shidō and Captain Saito don't seem to have much to do every day. Wouldn't it be fine to have the two of them train the recruits? I still have plenty of work on my hands. Why make me face those rookies all day?"

"If you don't want to... that's fine. We're friends, after all. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do. Starting tomorrow, you can train with me for eight hours every day..."

"Our Gotei 13 has only just been established, so training recruits is a duty I cannot refuse! How could I possibly shirk it? I guarantee I'll train the piss out of those brats! Don't worry, Captain Commander. In one month at most, you'll see the results," Yamabuki Chidori declared righteously.

Yamamoto barely held back a laugh and put on a stern face. "As expected of my trusted confidant. Go, then. In one month, I want to see results! Make these newcomers understand that combat is no game. Oh, and I happened to write two calligraphy pieces. Put them up in the training ground later."

Yamabuki Chidori accepted the two pieces.

"Gotei warriors must die for the Gotei!"

"Those who harm the Gotei must die themselves!"

Yamabuki Chidori circled the two pieces. He planned to give the newcomers a good scare with them during training tomorrow!

"Then I'll be going! Just wait for the results!" Yamabuki Chidori ran off as if fleeing for his life, only to be caught by Yamamoto again halfway there.

"Oh, right. Genryūsai has no teachers at the moment. I'll have to trouble you to play the role of teacher there as well."

Three Times the Work, but Not Three Times the Pay

Yamabuki Chidori wore a bitter expression. I just want to slack off in peace. Why is that so hard?

Before he had even finished training the newcomers, he was being made a teacher for a bunch of little brats too?

"Captain Commander, can I get three salaries?"

"No. Any problem with that?"

"N-No." Yamabuki Chidori staggered back to his residence. "Forget it. There's always a way when the cart reaches the mountain! With a brain as clever as mine, I'll definitely find a way to slack off! Keep it up!"

The next day, all members of the Gotei 13 gathered at the training ground.

This was a plot of land specially approved for the exclusive training of Gotei 13 personnel.

Looking at the hundred-plus Shinigami before him, Yamabuki Chidori stood with his hands behind his back, carrying himself like a big boss.

So how exactly am I supposed to train them?

He did not know that much about swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, movement, and Kido himself!

Yamabuki Chidori might not understand it, but he could pretend.

"Is everyone here?" Yamabuki Chidori asked with a cold expression.

"Everyone's here, Instructor!"

"Mm!" Yamabuki Chidori racked his brain. What should he teach them?

Looking at the hundred-plus people before him, he suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

"Each of you, go get a wooden sword!" Yamabuki Chidori said.

All hundred-plus trainees received a sword.

"The first lesson I'll teach you is how to survive! From this moment on, every person around you is an enemy. Have a free-for-all. The last person standing will become the captain of you newcomers. When I'm absent, you will listen to him! Now, fight!" At Yamabuki Chidori's command, the hundred-plus people froze for a moment before immediately attacking the companions beside them.

More than a hundred people instantly became a chaotic mess!

They used every dirty trick they could think of!

This was a battle to establish their standing!

The unluckiest were two girls, who huddled together in a corner, trembling. This training method was nothing like what they had imagined!

Most of these people had Spiritual Power around the fifteenth rank, with few standouts. Only Hachisato shone brilliantly with ninth-rank Spiritual Power, rampaging through the crowd without a single worthy opponent!

After more than half an hour of bitter fighting, he emerged victorious.

Even the two little girls cowering in the corner each got flicked on the forehead by him.

How ruthless! As expected of someone from an assassin background!

Looking at the groaning squad members, Yamabuki Chidori said coldly, "Can't take it already? Future battlefields will be a hundred times crueler than this. You must be prepared to die at any moment. If anyone wants to quit now, get the hell out. I won't keep you! But if you don't leave now, it'll be too late to run in the future!"

Naturally, not a single person withdrew. They had fought hard just to squeeze their way in.

"Mm, not bad! You've got some backbone. Divide the remaining one hundred and fifty people into two teams. I'll call you First Team and Second Team. I'll teach you swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, movement, and Kido to improve your strength. Then, from time to time, I'll have you hold matches. The losing team will become the servants of the winners. If you want to preserve your pride and dignity, then work hard and get stronger!" Yamabuki Chidori said.

Most of this batch of Gotei 13 members were nobles.

These people cared deeply about their pride. Losing a fight was one thing, but becoming servants for a day to lower nobles or commoners...

Fuck, you might as well kill me!

"Alright, starting now, I'll teach you superior swordsmanship. Listen carefully!" Yamabuki Chidori shouted.

Quite a few nobles had entered simply because their Reiatsu was higher than that of ordinary people, intending to coast through their days. But now, they discovered that coasting was not so easy.

To avoid humiliation, every single one of them desperately worked to increase their strength.

Watching Yamabuki Chidori's teaching methods from afar, Yamamoto nodded slightly. This kid really knew what he was doing.

In just three days, these people's entire demeanor had been transformed.

"You've been here for three days now, so have a match. Treat your opponents as enemies you must fight to the death against. Use any means necessary to defeat them. I would rather you get hurt on the training ground than die in war! Treat your enemies as Hollows. So long as you don't kill them, beat them as hard as you can!" Yamabuki Chidori was purely doing this to watch the show.

Each team had seventy-five people. After training desperately for the past few days, all of them had made tremendous improvements in strength.

When they first fought, most of them had simply flailed their fists around. Now, some of them could already use Kido.

Although it was only basic Kido, that was already impressive for them.

Even the two girls who had trembled in fear on the first day grabbed wooden swords and joined the battlefield. The good sisters fought each other fiercely, all to avoid becoming the other's servant!

Was this the legendary plastic sisterhood?

More than a hundred people beat each other senseless. Fortunately, Yamabuki Chidori had arranged for Tenjirō Kirinji to provide medical support on the sidelines beforehand, preventing any deaths.

The scene was unimaginably brutal!

That pair of young ladies who had been so close on the first day escalated their attacks after their wooden swords broke. They pulled hair, tore clothes, and jabbed at eyes, completely losing any trace of a young lady's manners!

Shunshun Shidō and Yamamoto stood on high ground, both looking utterly bewildered.

How had Yamabuki Chidori turned this flock of little sheep into a pack of wolves in just three days?

"Captain Commander... isn't this training a little too harsh?" Shunshun Shidō asked, unable to bear watching.

"Harsh? I think it's quite good! I never expected Yamabuki to have this talent. I underestimated him before. By the way, what else hasn't he done? Let him try everything. Who knows what other talent he might awaken!" Yamamoto watched his employees below like a heartless boss, chuckling coldly.

After the melee, only one person out of the hundred-plus trainees remained standing, and he was from Second Team.

The First Team members looked awful, especially several trainees from high noble families. Making them serve lower nobles... that felt worse than killing them!

"Instructor... can we change the punishment? I'll accept it even if you beat me up!" a young noble said through gritted teeth.

Yamabuki Chidori looked at him calmly. "Do you feel humiliated? Good. You should. Without strength, you deserve humiliation. Want to win back your pride? Then keep honing your strength. Defeat every enemy and win back all the pride you lost!"

An unusual fire flickered in the young man's eyes.

"Instructor, I request that you increase the intensity of our training! Please!" The young man bowed with a resolute expression.

The Shinigami of First Team all wore equally determined expressions.

It did not matter if they lost this time. They could win next time!

This was exactly the result Yamabuki Chidori wanted.

And now, it seemed that result had been achieved!

"Mm, since you've made such a perverse request, I'll reluctantly agree. Good luck, young man!" Yamabuki Chidori patted his shoulder.

Fight, Young Men!

In the blink of an eye, the training had reached its fifteenth day.

Over these fifteen days, the two teams had fought two matches, each winning one.

And through fifteen days of desperate training, all of them had improved their strength to some extent.