Chapter 13 013: Real Sword Practice

"Although it is said that half a year after first-year students enroll, the college will organize a lending ceremony for the collective, but literally, this is just something rented in the name of the college."

"You will take it back in the end... It's not too difficult to understand, after all, we are all students, which is synonymous with youth and immaturity."

"With weapons hanging around in the academy, it is inevitable that some people will become aggressive and cruel. In order to isolate this possibility, in principle, students will not be allowed to carry swords on campus."

It turns out that, although I had similar thoughts before, I had some other insights after hearing Aizen's explanation.

"For mediocre people with ordinary qualifications, it doesn't matter whether they start sooner or later. After all, just wanting to achieve soul fusion and call out the Zanpakuto's name requires a lot of energy."

Convenient management and control, reduce expenses.

From the perspective of operations and managers, there is indeed nothing wrong with this approach.

"Of course, if there are mediocre people, there will naturally be geniuses. It is not unusual for the truly capable to bypass the rules and make it convenient for themselves."

"As long as someone is willing to vouch for it, the college students can receive the shallow sword in advance, start contact with the sword, and start the process of soul fusion... Shizuya-kun, there are many people who called out the name of the Zanpakutō when they were college students. "

so.

Aizen chuckled and said in a calm tone.

"I think Shizuya-kun can do this too."

hiss…

Although it is a good thing to be expected, it can also make people feel somewhat stressed at this time.

Gu, Aizen is looking forward to it!

Arima Shizuya chuckled and tried to change the topic.

"Speaking of which! Aizen-sensei, is there any specific difference between a shallow attack and a zanpakuto?"

The other party pondered for a moment, raised his hand and gently rubbed his chin, showing a thoughtful expression.

It's not a difficult question to answer, it's just that it's too basic, so trying to explain it in an easy-to-understand way is a test.

"Shallow attack, Zanpakutō, there is actually not much difference between these two titles."

"After all, the latter is the advanced form of the former, and is the special name after liberation."

"In the final analysis, the essential difference between the two is just whether they have names or not."

This solved Arima Shizuya's problem. After all, he had not considered the relevant content before.

"The process of soul fusion varies, and the time it takes varies. But no matter what, people with extraordinary talents will find the answer quickly..."

"So Shizuya-kun, you should be looking forward to it. That is engraved with your name and attached to your spirit. It is a precious thing that is refined and sublimated from all of these."

"What kind of thing should it be?"

Although I did have similar thoughts before, now that Aizen mentioned it, I did have more expectations!

Arima Shizuo was somewhat impatient.

"Speaking of this, did the teacher go out because of this incident?"

"Well... that's pretty much it. Of course, I also went to deal with some other things."

Hearing this, the person involved was inevitably a little embarrassed.

"Um...thank you, Aizen-sensei."

"It's just a little effort, nothing worth mentioning."

Seeing the guilty expression on the young man's face, Aizen just smiled slightly. He reached out and patted Arima Shizuya on the shoulder, speaking calmly.

"These are things that you should know as an instructor. If you really feel guilty...then make progress quickly, Jingya-kun."

"Only by doing this can it be considered the best reward for me as an instructor."

Saying this makes people feel even more guilty!

Arima Jing could only scratch the corners of his mouth and laugh twice awkwardly.

"I, I know..."

Aizen led Arima Shizuya towards the upper grade teaching area.

Just like the previous meeting with Yoruichi, Arima Shizuya, as a junior, did not have permission to enter such a place.

It's all up to the prison master to lead the way.

It wasn't until he entered a single-family building with a rather strange appearance that Arima Shizu could feel his vision suddenly darken.

The buildings here seem to have been thickened, blackened, and shaded.

His eyes were a little uncomfortable, so Arima Shizuku rubbed them a few times, and saw Aizen negotiating with someone at the front desk.

Not long after, Arima Shizuya saw the other party returning.

Just smiled and said to him.

"Okay, there is no problem with the identity verification. My responsibilities end here for now. Please leave it to Jingya-kun to walk the rest of the way."

Coming.

Taking a deep breath, Arima Shizuya respectfully thanked Aizen.

"Teacher, thank you very much for your help!"

"Yeah, I appreciate it."

Different from the long speeches in the past, this time it was unusually straightforward.

Seeing Aizen waving to him, Shizuo Arima raised his legs and moved forward, but he didn't expect that just after taking two steps, the voice came from behind again.

"Jingya-kun! If you find it difficult or doubtful, adjust your way of thinking occasionally. Try to give up thinking and let your intuition go."

Some unintelligible remarks.

But since this is what Aizen said, then maybe he has a point... Arima Shizuya nodded heavily and turned around.

He followed the guidance of a team member and came to stand in front of a dark room.

"There is the Knife House inside. If we follow the normal granting ceremony, everyone will be randomly awarded shallow strikes... But since you have a guarantee, it is a special case."

The other party took out a long list of keys, and Shizuo Arima saw the other party lift the top one, and after some manipulation.

Unscrew the locked door in front of you.

A dull echo came, and a dark and silent scene slowly unfolded in front of Arima Shizuya.

"Go in and take a look. For the sake of the guarantor... you have the right to choose."

Arima Shizuya walked into it like a ghost.

The walls on both sides are arranged in an arc, like a magnificent circular arch.

At first, his eyes couldn't adapt to the dimness here, but soon, Arima Shizuya realized that there was no need for lighting at all.

Because they are all dazzling knives.

Flashing, jumping, turning on and off... being constantly turned back and forth, the hovering light flickered on and off, making Shizuo Arima squint his eyes.

The long knife is like a forest, like an endless forest, shining with a dense white light.

There is no difference in the patterns on the blade. The uniform format and the same appearance are constantly distorted against the dim background, as if...

It turned into a pair of dull eyes, staring directly at Arima Shizuya at this moment.

—Look.

Here comes another strange guy.

Goosebumps appeared, and my throat began to feel tight.

Arima Shizuya's breathing couldn't help but began to quicken, and after a moment, his expression became a little nervous.

What is this? A test for yourself?

Arima Shizu can understand that the so-called shallow hitting is not as simple as Aizen described.

Because these sharp weapons are not ‘dead objects’ in the true sense.

They are all unique products created by Ermeiya Wangyue alone. Each one is unique.

I thought I would come in, simply select and collect, and then end today's trip.

I didn't expect that the process of taking out the knife would be so weird...

Under this situation where he seemed to be being watched and observed, he felt like he was in a dilemma.

Rustling sounds came from all directions, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense, and after reaching a certain end point.

It was as if he suddenly realized something.

Arima Shizuya slowly closed his eyes.

He recalled the reminder Aizen gave him before entering.

‘Give up thinking and give it to intuition…’

Even now, the statement is still confusing.

But given the situation at this moment, the parties involved seem to have no better choice.

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Then it's as you said.

Arima Shizuya took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suddenly...

Begin to relax your body.

tread…

It was the soft sound of his right foot reaching forward and landing on the ground.

Turn sideways, shoulders down.

Raise your left hand high, with the palm of your hand supporting upward, completely covering your right hand that is coming over.

The 33-point kendo skills completely melt, travel among the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, and finally stimulate the whole body.

Breathing and breathing are in a continuous cycle, reincarnation.

Blessing comes to the soul, just one click is enough.

Arima Shizuya's right hand trembled slightly, his index finger and **** were raised side by side, and he stubbornly stretched out from between the tiger's mouth of his left hand.

Since you can't keep yourself in this situation, try adjusting your decision-making.

It’s not me who chooses to play shallowly, but it’s the opponent who chooses me.

Like to watch? Then open your eyes wide, take a good look, and see clearly.

This is all my strength, Arima Shizuya!

bring it on!

In an instant, the knife room, which was still a little noisy, suddenly became 'quiet' at this moment.

Seeing Arima Shizuya walking towards the exit without incident, Aizen, who was standing aside with his eyes closed and concentrating, finally opened his eyes.

For some reason, the smile on his face was much thicker than usual.

Did he hear some news that made him happy?

Without delving further, Aizen's question arrived.

"Have you already chosen, Shizuya-kun?"

Arima Shizuya smiled heartily and turned his body sideways as if to show off.

He raised the long blade hanging from his waist.

The jet black uniform sheath is wrapped with an anti-slip handle at the end.

It matched the high-spirited young man so well that Aizen shook his head as if he was laughing.

"It's a good thing to be recognized by Qian Da, but please don't get too carried away."

Arima Shizuya chuckled and trotted closer to behind Aizen.

"It's only been a short while, which makes people feel quite proud!"

"There's really nothing I can do about you..."

The two of them drifted apart.

The sword room fell into silence again.

The person who had just led Shizuya Arima seemed to have just woken up, suddenly showing a dazed expression.

"…Why?"

He patted his forehead and felt that he might not have had a good rest yesterday.

How could I faint during working hours? It was so careless. If your superiors see you, you will be punished...

Quickly check to see if the key is missing!

After a quick glance, the middle-aged man's expression finally relaxed.

No problem.

All the things I kept are still there.

But at the same time, there was only one thing that made him feel strange.

"Who did I talk to just now?"

I can't remember clearly, it's really fuzzy.

Maybe he simply confused dreams and reality.

Patting the key chain on his waist, he looked at the one hanging on the top.

There is a special room called the 'Problem Shooting Room', which contains some grumpy souls who have been judged by teachers as not being gentle enough to get along with ordinary students.

If ordinary students come into contact with them without permission, big trouble will happen.

so…

‘As long as this thing is still there! ’

at the same time.

On the other side, Aizen led Arima Shizuya and did not return to the teaching area.

Instead, he walked in circles for a while, and finally came to a place that was very familiar to the boy.

Sword dojo.

After showing his teacher's ID card, Aizen easily rented the most spacious compartment.

What are you doing here?

"Jingya-kun, please hurry up and change your clothes."

Aizen smiled and spoke, taking off his loose robe at this moment and replacing it with a slightly tight black corset.

"...Huh? What do you mean?"

Aizen didn't answer immediately. He just walked calmly to the opposite side of Arima Shizuya and stood still.

Then he turned sideways.

His right hand hung down on the handle of the knife, and his fingers gathered together to hold it tightly.

hiss…

In the midst of a faint moan, the slender Zanpakutō was quietly taken.

"Nothing, just on a whim..."

Aizen's expression was reflected on the pale blade, highlighting the weirdness, teasing, and a bit of playfulness.

"I just want to have a real sword practice with Shizuya-kun."

(End of chapter)