A Flashy Sword-Want to Learn? / You're Trying to Recruit Me?

"By the way, Aizen, let me introduce you. This is your chief physician. His swordsmanship is very famous." Yamabuki Chidori said with a smile, "Kamishirokawa, the Fourth Kenpachi 11th Division. However, he was beaten to a pulp two hundred years ago and got so depressed that he came to the Fourth Division as a doctor."

"Can you please stop spreading rumors in front of young people? I'm not upset because I was beaten; I just found my place." Kamishirokawa said coldly, "I don't deny that I lost, but back then Hyakki-ji and I were both seriously injured!"

"Oh right, right! I don't know who was beaten so badly they ended up in the ICU. If I hadn't been there, do you think you'd still be here talking? You'd be lying on your deathbed by now!" Yamabuki Chidori mocked.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You don't like it? Come out and fight me one-on-one!" Yamabuki Chidori was as arrogant as she could be, since this kid couldn't beat her anyway.

Kamishirokawa was so angry his face turned green. Finally, he snorted coldly, "I'm not going to lower myself to your level, you old geezer. I have many other patients here."

After more than two hundred years of study, Kamishirokawa finally became an outstanding doctor. After all, if a person can study a profession for two hundred years, it is difficult not to become a master. Kamishirokawa specialized in surgery and saved many lives with his excellent scalpel skills.

However, he was not Seated Officer in the Fourth Division, and he had never applied for one. After all, although Kamishirokawa was nominally a member, he had always been treated as Captain-level. He had a glorious past and did not want to compete with younger people for glory.

After Kamishirokawa left, Yamabuki Chidori suddenly asked, "Once you've recovered from your injuries, I'll start teaching Kido how to use poison to compensate for the weakness of your Zanpakuto. The former Captain of the Thirteenth Division, Sakurane Saizo, was a master of poison. I was fortunate enough to learn a little from him, so concocting some deadly poisons specifically for Hollows shouldn't be a problem."

If Aizen from the original timeline had any flaws, it was that he didn't know how to treat illnesses or use poison, and it was precisely because of this that he almost died at the hands of Gin Ichimaru.

Aizen was very curious about just how much his Teacher knew. It seemed that his Teacher knew everything he could think of, and was extremely proficient in it.

If I could learn to use deadly poison, I could completely make up for my weakness in attack power. If I used it in conjunction with Kyōka Suigetsu, I would be absolutely invincible among those of the same level.

Regarding treatment, if one knows how to treat oneself, one can heal one's wounds using Kido when they first occur, and the injury would not be so severe.

Looking at Aizen, Yamabuki Chidori suddenly muttered to herself, "What a pity. If you could control Reishi, I could teach you the Spirit Particle Suture Technique."

Currently, no one in the Seireitei can inherit the Spirit Particle Suture Technique, since Shinigami cannot control Reishi.

"You can lie here and take a nap if you're free. Oh, and if there's any book you'd like to read, I can get it for you. Also, what would you like for dinner?" Yamabuki Chidori asked.

Aizen was somewhat moved. Yamabuki Chidori was less of Teacher and more of a father figure, exuding care and authority.

Before they could finish speaking, a large head poked its head in through the doorway, grinning at the two of them.

It was none other than Hyakki-ji Kenpachi, the Captain of the 11th Division.

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Swift Sword, Shall We Learn It?

"You two seem to be having a good chat. How about I wait outside for a while? I'll come in when you're done talking?" Hyakki-ji Kenpachi asked.

"It's alright, I've said enough. Just tell me what you need to say quickly," said Yamabuki Chidori.

"Actually, it's nothing serious. I just came to see how badly this kid's injuries are." Hyakki-ji had a hint of embarrassment on his face. After all, Yamabuki Chidori's initial intention was to "leave me a breath," but he almost killed the kid.

Yamabuki Chidori naturally understood what he meant and didn't take it to heart. If Aizen died so easily, then he wouldn't be the Aizen she remembered.

Not only did Hyakki-ji arrive, but he also brought gifts representing visits to the sick, containing snacks that young people like to eat.

Without any hesitation, Yamabuki Chidori casually peeled open the outer packaging of the pastry, revealing that it contained chestnut cakes.

"I don't mind having one, do I?" Yamabuki Chidori casually put a chestnut cake in her mouth; it was quite sweet.

"Would you stop if I said I didn't mind?" Aizen was on the verge of tears.

"You should rest here. We won't disturb your recovery." Yamabuki Chidori led Kamishirokawa outside.

"Just say what you want to say. Giving gifts isn't your style." Yamabuki Chidori could tell at a glance that Hyakki-ji must have something to say to her.

Hyakki-ji scratched his head somewhat awkwardly. "Actually, it's not a big deal. But, should we continue training this kid? He almost died this time. I know best how badly he was injured. If the rescue had been delayed by half an hour, he would definitely be dead. This child should be a very important disciple of yours, right? You can't just watch him die, can you?"

Yamabuki Chidori remained silent for a long while.

"Even fledgling eagles need to fall off cliffs to truly learn to fly. I believe in this child's potential; he won't die so easily. Once he rejoins the team, we'll continue to assign him the most dangerous missions," said Yamabuki Chidori.

To continuously push your limits, you must constantly fight against opponents stronger than yourself.

Kurosaki Ichigo's growth follows this template.

In less than half a month, he went from a Shinigami who didn't even have Zanpakuto to Captain-level powerhouse. Of course, all the battles he experienced along the way were pre-arranged.

After entering Seireitei, you first encounter Ikkaku Madarame, then Renji, who is Lieutenant-level, and then fight Kenpachi Zaraki, who likes to hold back.

At this point, his Reiatsu had barely reached the Captain-level, and he was able to handle Byakuya's sneak attack with ease, but that was still far from enough.

To truly reach the Captain-level, one must learn Bankai.

Under Yoruichi's training, Kurosaki Ichigo mastered Bankai that would normally take a genius Shinigami at least ten years to fully grasp—and engaged in a fierce battle with Kuchiki Byakuya.

This growth rate is more exaggerated than a rocket launch.

It took Yamabuki Chidori several months to train from Lieutenant to Captain-level, and she finally broke through in Hueco Mundo.

Yamabuki Chidori doesn't want to force things to grow too fast, but with Aizen's talent, reaching the Captain-level in ten years shouldn't be a problem.

I just don't know what this kid is thinking.

After reading the information in the White Paper, he will definitely have some thoughts about this world.

"Since you, as his Teacher, have said so, I can't say anything more. I will try my best to assign him challenging tasks, but in case something unexpected happens..." Hyakki-ji's expression became very serious.

"You can rest assured about that. If anything goes wrong, I will definitely not hold you responsible. This is all the result of my arrangements," Yamabuki Chidori said.

Even the most reckless person, after navigating the pinnacle of power for so long, will develop a sense of justice. What if something were to happen to Aizen and Yamabuki Chidori blames him?

Why not take this opportunity to shirk responsibility?

It wasn't that Hyakki-ji was afraid of trouble; it was just that he really didn't want to get involved in the vortex of power.

"Since we're off work and have nothing to do, how about we go grab a couple of drinks? I'll call Kamishirokawa and Unohana; it's been a long time since we've all had a drink together," Yamabuki Chidori said with a smile.

Upon hearing that there was alcohol to drink, Hyakki-ji forgot all his important matters and happily went to drink with everyone.

Hyakki-ji and Kamishirokawa actually have a very good relationship. Although Kamishirokawa is no longer in the 11th Division, he often uses his medical skills to treat the members of the 11th Division. In addition, the two of them were originally good friends and cherished each other. After more than two hundred years of getting along, they have now become inseparable.

Aizen rested in bed for half a month. After that, his body was no longer weak, and he was very surprised to find that his Reiatsu had increased significantly.

He was originally only at the level of an ordinary Shinigami, but now his Reiatsu has barely reached the level of Seated Officer.

This is a very important breakthrough, more than twice as good as before.

Upon discovering this, Aizen was overjoyed. This was exactly the result he wanted: to continuously improve his strength, no matter how badly he was injured, it was all worth it.

"As expected, the Teacher was absolutely right. Constantly honing one's skills between life and death can greatly enhance one's strength." Aizen gently clenched his fist, feeling his increased power.

He's already eager to carry out the next mission, and he hopes this mission will be even more dangerous than the last one, even if it means getting seriously injured.

After giving him a final physical examination and confirming that there were no abnormalities, Kamishirokawa kicked him out of the hospital.

"Medical resources are limited. Now that your injuries have healed, don't waste them here," Kamishirokawa said expressionlessly.

Aizen wore a gentle smile, exactly as always. "Thank you, Doctor. I already know your story, the man who once bore the title of the Strongest Shinigami. I heard from my Teacher that your Swift Sword is unparalleled in the world. Doctor, if you have time, could you perhaps spar with me?"

Kamishirokawa was taken aback by Aizen's request.

"Your Teacher's skills are unparalleled. Just tell him what you want to learn. Why waste your time here?" Kamishirokawa said coldly.

Aizen shook his head slightly, denying his statement. "My Teacher's swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled, surpassing anyone else, but if it's just a matter of Swift Sword, I'm afraid he's no match for you. He told me this himself, so I hope to learn from you. Please!"

Kamishirokawa was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that bastard Yamabuki Chidori would admit that he was not as good as him in Swift Sword. Hmph, I will reluctantly give your apprentice some pointers.

Chapter Thirty-Three: You Want to Win Me Over?

The above passage was obviously made up by Aizen himself.

Yamabuki Chidori has always pursued the improvement of Reiatsu. Although she has the "Flash Blossom" which combines agility and swordsmanship, if it is a simple contest of Swift Sword, and if the Reiatsu of both parties is equal, she is indeed inferior to Kamishirokawa.

That's right, this is based on the premise that the Reiatsu of both parties is equal.

The battles of Shinigami are battles of Reiatsu.

The difference in Reiatsu between them was like the difference between a boundless ocean and a lake—completely incomparable. Under such a huge gap, any fancy techniques would be meaningless.

But Aizen had been itching to try his hand at it ever since he learned that Kamishirokawa possessed the skill of Swift Sword swordsman.

His Zanpakuto cannot directly increase attack power; he can only increase it through swordsmanship.

"Show me your hand." Although Kamishirokawa was very happy inside, his tone was still icy.

Aizen stretched out his hands.

Kamishirokawa pinched the muscle on Aizen's arm, then looked at the surprised boy in front of him and thought, "What a promising talent!"

Where did that bastard Yamabuki Chidori find such a good disciple?

"Alright, you have good talent, I can teach you. But you can't tell anyone, especially your bastard Teacher. I've been fighting him my whole life, I have to find a place to give him the upper hand." Kamishirokawa said, "Seven days later, keep going west, there's an open space there, I will teach you swordsmanship. Remember, I will only teach you once, how much you learn depends entirely on your own talent."

Aizen silently thought to himself, "Fight my Teacher for the rest of my life? Wasn't it you who was always getting beaten up by my Teacher?"

Of course, it's best to keep these thoughts to yourself. If I were to say them aloud, it would definitely hurt someone's pride, and what if they beat me up?

With the Teacher not around, I definitely can't win.

Regardless, this was once hailed as the Strongest Shinigami Reaper.

After leaving the hospital, Aizen went to the Staff Department to report to his Teacher, only to find that his Teacher was not in the office. After asking other members of the Staff Department, he learned that there was a very important event that morning that Yamabuki Chidori had to attend and would probably not be back until noon.

Aizen could only wait quietly here.

Around 10 a. m., Yamabuki Chidori returned to her office listlessly.

Seeing his apprentice waiting for him in the office, he casually waved for him to sit down and talk slowly.

"Is there something you need? I've been quite busy with work lately, so I'm afraid I won't be able to teach you step by step," said Yamabuki Chidori.

"What my Teacher taught me before is enough for me to review for a while. I came here to tell you that Kamishirokawa plans to teach me his Swift Sword technique. Shouldn't I learn from him?" Aizen said.

If Kamishirokawa knew about this, he might be so angry he'd vomit blood. In the end, he had misplaced his trust; the master and disciple were of one mind.

"Learn! Why not learn! It's always good to have more skills, and that kid's Swift Sword swordsmanship is truly exceptional, although he can't beat me." Yamabuki Chidori said very proudly, "What did he say?"

"Kamishirokawa forbade me to tell anyone about this, and invited me to meet him in seven days at an open space on the west side," Aizen said respectfully.

"Seven more days... Alright, you'll go to work at the team during the day as usual, and come to my house after work in the evenings. I'll teach you medicine and poisons." Yamabuki Chidori said, "You're probably going to have a tough time for a while."

"Teacher, you've done all this for my own good. You're the one who's working so hard. I will definitely do my best to learn and I will never let you down," Aizen said.

Since my Zanpakuto is weak, I'll find a way to enhance my abilities in other ways.

Looking at Aizen, Yamabuki Chidori felt a pang of nostalgia for her younger days. If she had had this kind of determination when she was in school, she could have easily gotten into a top high school and wouldn't be arguing with her father every day.

"Okay, it's settled then. You'll be working in the 11th Division... Wait, your Reiatsu is increasing very quickly. You're almost at the Seated Officer level now. Do you want a promotion? Once you've gained more seniority, I'll promote you to Seated Officer," Yamabuki Chidori said.

"Teacher, please don't do this. I don't want others to know my true strength. I'm content to just be an ordinary team member." Aizen refused without hesitation.

One Teacher is enough for him to know his true abilities; any more than that and he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly at night.

There's no way around it; intelligent people are always suspicious, and they inexplicably develop a lot of paranoia.

Mr. Cao, who has a penchant for married women, is the best example.

Aizen's ultimate goal is to overthrow the current puppet Soul King's rule and place himself at the top. To achieve this, he must maintain his mystique, not only keeping Kyōka Suigetsu's true abilities a secret but also concealing his own true strength.

As the art of war says, when you are strong, you should appear weak to the enemy; when you are weak, you should appear strong to the enemy.

I need to spend three hundred years developing my skills stealthily, and during those three hundred years, I just need to remain a nobody.

As for the Teacher...

Aizen suddenly had a very bold idea: if he were to attack the Soul King Palace several hundred years from now, would his Teacher agree to help him?

If I really have Teacher to help me, what are the Zero Division? What are the Wandenreich? They're all no match for me.

When my master and I join forces, we are truly invincible.

Space-Time Control combined with Complete Hypnosis —I ask you, who else can do that?!

Moreover, the Teacher doesn't value personal gain much.

To get someone to help you, you have to play the emotional card.

In other words, over the course of these three hundred years, one must constantly strive to build a closer relationship with the other party. Only in this way will the Teacher offer assistance when one launches an attack on the Soul King Palace.

Even if they don't offer help, standing by and doing nothing is the most generous thing to do.

Aizen simply couldn't think of a way to defeat this monster.

The three powers merged into one, breaking the limits of the defenses of the Shinigami, Hollows, and Metsuboujinshi, and the power had reached an unimaginable height.

"Teacher, can we start learning tonight? After the previous battle, I've clearly realized my weaknesses. Could we start by learning about poison? I want to make up for my lack of attack power as soon as possible," Aizen said sincerely.

Yamabuki Chidori was deeply moved to have such a studious disciple.

"Alright, let's start learning tonight!" Yamabuki Chidori gently patted Aizen's head.