The Unforgiven from Shinigami
After eating and drinking his fill, Kūkaku Shiba gave him a passionate farewell kiss and left the room.
Shiraishi opened the doors and windows to let the smell in the room dissipate, and then simply wiped the floor with a cloth.
The captain's office wasn't very big. After wiping it with a cloth, I felt inexplicably tired and didn't want to continue cleaning.
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Shiraishi casually washed the rag in the river three miles away, then returned to the house and dumped it directly on the ground.
He wasn't sleeping in; instead, he entered the spiritual world of his Zanpakuto and began training for Bankai.
If it's a Hollow, Aizen will come knocking on our door sooner or later; there's no need to venture into Hueco Mundo again.
If we get ganged up on, that would be troublesome.
He felt that practicing Bankai would further increase his combat power.
The spiritual world remains blue skies and white clouds, while the majestic mountains are riddled with potholes.
He stood on the mountaintop, looking down at a row of ten archery targets about three or four kilometers away.
This is the training for his new Bankai form: hitting the bullseye of ten targets will earn him a new name.
Infinity materialized from thin air, a broad smile on his face, and said, "You've come again."
"Hmm, this time I'm going to hit the bullseye."
Shiraishi said confidently, stretching out his right hand and a longbow appeared in his palm, while his left hand pulled out an arrow.
He drew his bow and aimed at the distant target, but it was indistinct, let alone the bullseye.
Only by concentrating and calming the mind, and using a third eye to observe, can the target in the model lake be transformed into a clear and well-defined shape.
It feels very mysterious.
It's actually metaphysics.
He released the bowstring, and the arrow flew forward with a whoosh.
Infinity left his side, went to the target, looked at where the arrow had fallen, and then returned to report, "Eight rings."
"Tch." Shiraishi nocked another arrow, drew the bow to its fullest extent, released his fingers, and shot.
Infinity run over to check again, get the results, and then come back. She found this troublesome process quite amusing.
Often, back and forth.
Shiraishi only stopped practicing Bankai when he was exhausted and could no longer see the target Bankai.
Take a break from the mental world.
"Gurgle~"
My stomach was clearly protesting; it was probably around noon.
Shiraishi blinked before remembering that Nemu had said she was too busy to make him lunch.
What should we eat for lunch?
He thought for a moment, then sat up from the floor and saw a figure outside the door carrying a food box waving. He called out, " Hitsugaya, what's up?"
"Hey, come on over, you even brought food. Don't be so formal, come on in."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya was still hesitating, he was already pulled inside.
The food box was placed on the small table, with four plates of meat dishes on the top shelf, emitting a wonderful aroma. Shiraishi took a deep breath and said, "It smells delicious. Did you make this?"
"No, I bought it from the Auburn Restaurant in Tenth Division District."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya shook his head and called out, " Captain Shiraishi."
"Don't call me captain. I'm no longer the acting captain. Look, the Captain's Haori and Shihakushō are still stacked there."
Shiraishi interrupted him, smiling, and said, "You can call me senior or elder brother, it's fine."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya was shocked and asked, "Why are you resigning from your position as captain of the Tenth Division?"
Shiraishi picked up the kaiko and said, "I originally came here just to have some fun, since none of your Tenth Division has anyone who can serve as captain."
I'll just occupy that spot and play around; it's not like I'm in any real trouble.
Now that you've mastered Bankai and are capable of serving as the Tenth Division, I, who have done nothing, should step down and let you take over.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya shook his head, saying, "How can my strength compare to Captain Shiraishi? Please reconsider your resignation. The Tenth Division cannot do without you."
"You're exaggerating and being too modest. You're much more suited to be the captain than me."
Shiraishi didn't think he was a very competent captain, but he didn't really care.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya said with a serious expression, "Without Captain Shiraishi, we simply couldn't have solved the Tsukikage Yagyū incident."
You didn't help with the clerical work, but in combat, you're indispensable to the Tenth Division.
"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. My mind is made up."
Shiraishi didn't want to continue the discussion and instead asked, "Instead of comforting Hinamori, you've come here to ask me for help. Is there something you want me to do?"
Tōshirō Hitsugaya opened his mouth, then stopped, hesitating for a moment before saying, "I want to ask you for help with my training."
Bankai learning how to fight in Bankai state, and this is an important issue to consider.
Without help, figuring things out on your own will be much slower.
Upon hearing this, Shiraishi laughed and said, "No problem, let's find an abandoned place to fight after we finish eating."
"Thank you, Team Shiraishi, senior."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya originally wanted to call him "Captain," but after being glared at, he quickly changed his address to "Senpai" (senpai).
The term "elder brother" is too intimate; I just can't bring myself to say it.
"Haha, that's more like it." Shiraishi laughed and lowered his head to eat.
After finishing his meal, Tōshirō Hitsugaya wanted to clean up.
Shiraishi waved his hand and said, "No need, just leave it here. Let's go do our post-dinner exercise first."
"Good."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya responded and followed him out of the house, all the way to the abandoned old city area of Tenth Division.
This was originally a newly built neighborhood, but unfortunately, one of the arrows from Oniyasha's Ninety-Nine Kidō was lost here.
The neighborhood was completely destroyed.
In addition, the location here is not very important, so the reconstruction work has been delayed, and when construction will begin has not yet been put on the agenda.
" Bankai! Daiguren Hyōrinmaru!"
The Tōshirō Hitsugaya's feet touched the ground, he immediately Bankai, not wanting to waste a single moment.
A sudden burst of ice appeared, followed by enormous ice wings that spread to the left and right, and a long ice tail that swayed.
The pure white chill caused a layer of frost to form on the ground, the fallen eaves, and the tiles.
The bright sunshine was shrouded in dark clouds.
"Senior Shiraishi, I've arrived."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya shouted, and with a sudden flap of his icy wings, he used the power to double his speed by using Shunpo.
The man suddenly rushed in front of Shiraishi and swung his knife down fiercely.
Shiraishi was caught off guard and easily dodged the attack. He had originally intended to put on a brave front, but a bad feeling arose in his heart, and he accelerated his Steel Tempest to break free.
The moisture in the atmosphere suddenly condensed into ice, forming a large ice pillar tens of meters high.
Hyōrō Sen'nen.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya showed no carelessness towards Shiraishi, unleashing his most powerful moves without hesitation.
"No way, you're using your ultimate move right from the start, and head-on at that. It's a guaranteed loss."
Shiraishi shook his head at this gesture, "Look, I've got my knife to your throat."
A golden blade pressed against his neck from behind. Tōshirō Hitsugaya felt a chill and his icy tail suddenly stabbed backward.
Shiraishi dodged, Tōshirō Hitsugaya turned around, flapped his icy wings, and charged forward again with all his might, thrusting his sword straight at her.
"I told you, don't always go all out. Starting with a royal flush, what kind of game are you playing?"
While instructing, Shiraishi calmly dodged, casually swinging his sword, which, in Tōshirō Hitsugaya's eyes, was already a fatal killing move.