Bleach: Studying medicine cannot save Soul Society

Chapter 406 Such a fragile thing

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Kurosaki Ichigo was kicked away again, almost like a large sandbag. After hitting the ground, his whole body continued to roll uncontrollably.

When Kurosaki Ichigo's slightly darkened consciousness came back to his senses, he instinctively thrust half of the giant Zanpakuto in his hand into the ground, and then managed to maintain the balance of his body...

It was only at this time that Kurosaki Ichigo finally understood that some of the speculations about Senju Makoto in the past were not illusions.

powerful!

Very strong!!

Although he couldn't feel the fearful huge spiritual pressure from Senju Makoto, Kurosaki Ichigo felt that he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist in front of Senju Makoto.

Not even a trace of...

Even, Kurosaki Ichigo vaguely felt that he was much more hopeless and helpless in front of Senju Makoto than in front of Yami and Kuchiki Byakuya.

'Can I... really beat Kurosaki Makoto?'

For a moment, this idea came to Kurosaki Ichigo's consciousness, which was still darkening from time to time.

"Ichigo, is this the only extent of your determination?"

Senju Makoto still put his hands in the pockets of his white windbreaker, standing tall and tall on top of the kicked-up rock, and asked with a hint of sternness in his usually gentle eyes.

"What's with that look of shock and hesitation in your eyes? Is that just your belief in protecting the people you cherish?"

When he said this, Senju Makoto seemed to be a little disappointed when he spoke.

"Ichigo, in my opinion, you don't seem to have made any progress compared to that rainy day seven years ago. You are still the crybaby who can only cry and ask me for help."

"If this is the case, then I think the next battle training can end here. Ichigo, it is enough for you to go back to school. As for the Jing Ling Ting, I will go to see if I can help you rescue you.

That’s Rukia Kuchiki.”

As soon as he said this, Kurosaki Ichigo's pupils narrowed slightly unconsciously, and the memories that were hidden deep in the depths and almost forgotten unconsciously were recalled in his mind...

it mizzles……

Virtual...

The seriously injured and comatose mother...

strange man...

'What's going on? Such an important thing...why did I seem to instinctively ignore it in the past?'

'It turns out... I almost watched my mother die in front of me, and I could only cry and ask for help...'

'Now, now, I...'

Kurosaki Ichigo's fists clenched tightly unconsciously, and the complex and surging emotions caused Kurosaki Ichigo's spiritual pressure to fluctuate violently.

While watching the game from the sidelines, Kisuke Urahara, Tessai Narihibi, and two grocery store employees Tsumuya Ame and Jinta Hanagari, their eyes also changed slightly.

"Oh?! This spiritual pressure..."

"As expected of Mr. Kurosaki Makoto, has he stimulated Kurosaki Ichigo's belief so accurately?"

"No way? Is Ichigo about to get started?"

…

However, Senju Makoto turned a blind eye to the change in Kurosaki Ichigo's spiritual pressure. Instead, he slowly turned his back to Kurosaki Ichigo with some disappointment, and struck with a bit of helplessness.

"Ichigo, give up. The world is not as simple as you think. Even when I faced the Gotei Thirteenth Division, I was cautious and careful. But you, who couldn't even block my casual attacks, went to the Seireitei.

What else can be done?”

"You should go home, go back and cry in Masaki's arms, and just pretend that your encounter with Rukia Kuchiki was just a dream of yours."

There is not a word "weak" in these words, but they are all venomous words that vividly explain Kurosaki Ichigo's weakness and incompetence, almost like a needle pricking crazily into Kurosaki Ichigo's heart.

heart.

"etc……"

Kurosaki Ichigo slowly opened his mouth, feeling that even his breathing seemed a little heavy and weak, and the sounds he made seemed so weak and weak.

Senju Makoto, who was within sight, seemed not to hear, and was still moving away step by step, as if he had unilaterally announced the end of this training, and also unilaterally announced the complete failure of Kurosaki Ichigo!

The next moment, Kurosaki Ichigo's mind went blank and he roared suddenly.

"I said...wait!!!"

Senju Makoto's footsteps paused slightly, and his head turned slightly to one side of Kurosaki Ichigo...

Kurosaki Ichigo slowly stood up from the ground, stared at Senju Makoto's back with an unprecedented firmness, and spoke word by word.

"I don't know what I can do if I go to the Seireitei, but I know that if I stay in this world, I won't be able to do anything for Lucia except cry."

"You can live." Senju Makoto stated an unusually cold and plain fact in a gentle tone.

"I want to live with Rukia Kuchiki!!!"

"Why? The world will not accommodate willfulness." Senju Makoto said.

Kurosaki Ichigo slowly raised the giant Zanpakuto with only a small section left in his hand, pointed it at Senju Makoto, and said.

"Just because...just because of the bond between me and Rukia, just because of the power of death that Rukia gave me..."

However, before Kurosaki Ichigo could finish speaking, Senju Makoto appeared in front of Kurosaki Ichigo at a speed far beyond what Kurosaki Ichigo could detect. Three fingers gently placed on the broken hand of Kurosaki Ichigo.

On top of the giant Zanpakutō...

Then, before Kurosaki Ichigo could react, he pinched lightly with his fingers.

"boom!"

A clear voice sounded, and the last remaining blade of the seemingly exaggerated giant Zanpakuto was completely broken, and was held between Senju Makoto's three fingers and brought to Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes, and he asked calmly.

"The bond and the power of death you mentioned are such fragile things??"

At this moment, Kurosaki Ichigo was almost subconsciously confused...

The Zanpakutō is completely gone!

Except for the lone handle, all the blades are completely gone.

"Ichigo, when a person wants to fight, don't make too many unnecessary excuses, such as bonds, other people's power..."

Senju Makoto spoke slowly.

"Don't you think those are all excuses? Fighting is fighting. Carrying those overly so-called things has no meaning other than making yourself dull."

"From the beginning……"

Senju Makoto pinched the incomplete blade with three fingers and suddenly swung it towards Kurosaki Ichigo. At the same time, a word came into Kurosaki Ichigo's ears.

"It's not the blade that's vulnerable, but your heart. Are you really ready for the battle?"

This is a question that almost goes straight to the soul. Along with the blade that keeps getting closer, Kurosaki Ichigo's heart trembles...

(End of chapter)