Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

The little Tsubaki Bladeemon in front of him was definitely not the vice-captain who grew up during peacetime. His hands were probably filled with rivers of blood and seas of bones.

"But I heard that you are better at Ghost Way?"

Kotsubaki Basemon then asked.

Haruto didn't expect that his little reputation would even spread to the vice-captain whom he had never met.

"I quite like the combination of Zhan Hualun and Slash."

"Cut the Hualun..."

The other party muttered the name of this ghost way.

"I see."

Kotsubaki Basemon took off the cool sunglasses on his nose.

Only then did Haruto realize that the scar that penetrated half of his cheek also caused the swordsman to lose an eye.

"Whether it's cutting skills, kendo or sword Zen, it won't be a problem to teach you these things."

Kotsubaki Basemon said generously.

"But here I am..."

"I'm afraid it's difficult to get the answer you want."

"...the answer I want?"

"right."

Little Tsubaki Basemon took a piece of cotton cloth from the low table next to him and began to wipe the already shiny sunglasses.

"Beheading technique."

"That's a skill that only those who don't have the talent for ghosts will strive to pursue."

Kotsubaki Basemon used his only intact eye to carefully examine the inside and outside of his sunglasses, and then put them back on after making sure there were no stains or dust at all.

"I didn't join the Gotei 13 through a major course, but before becoming the vice-captain, I also coached at the Mao Spiritual Academy."

"The student handbook should clearly state that you should not easily approach any target with a knife that you don't know the details of... no matter whether the opponent is a Hollow or a Shinigami."

Kotsubaki Basemon was quite satisfied with his ability to clean the lenses.

"Yes."

Haruto nodded and replied.

These are the most basic contents in the textbook.

"I am striving to achieve the ultimate level of beheading just because I don't have the ability to do the Ghost Way."

Kotsubaki Basemon said very directly.

"Not to mention high-level ghosts like Zhanhua Lun, I'm not very good at using even the most common red fire cannon."

"When I first had vice-captain level spiritual pressure, if I wanted to achieve the same destructive power as Zhan Hualun, I would probably have to cut the target dozens of times."

"If it weren't for the fact that my Zanpakutō is of the physics type..."

Little Tsubaki Basemon patted the Zanpakutō that was placed on the same table as the drinks.

"I can't even guarantee that I can persist until I achieve this small achievement today."

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Haruto smiled and denied Kotsubaki Basemon's excuse:

"The Zanpakutō is the reflection of the soul. If you say this after gaining such prestige, it will make many people feel ashamed."

obviously.

What he said just now is nothing but self-effacement on the part of Kotsubaki Basemon.

"...Just pretend you can speak."

Little Tsubaki Basemon didn't insist either.

"But my opinion won't change."

"Except for very few guys like me, Hakkai and Kidō, they are the skills that Shinigami need to hone and master the most."

"you know too......"

"Many Zanpakutos will not even retain their original posture after they are liberated."

"Furthermore, the slicing technique that needs to be used in conjunction with Shunpo actually consumes a lot of physical energy and spiritual pressure; relying on slicing techniques to fight the enemy in a state where even the first release cannot be maintained... The scene is too disturbing. Desperate."

Kotsubaki Basemon sighed with emotion.

"Again."

"If you need it, I'm willing to help you with everything I have."

"But out of personal advice, I still hope that you will not waste your talents and continue to shine on the road to ghosts."

Being able to say these words proves that Kotsubaki Basemon's love for zanjutsu is beyond doubt; otherwise, given his reputation, he would not be so happy to see the hunter's heart - among the mainstream Shinigami, zanjutsu is looked down upon. It is indeed the majority.

"..."

"I still want to learn."

Haruto didn't change his mind.

"...What's the reason for your insistence?"

"I don't know what kind of abilities my Zanpakutō will awaken, but before I can unlock it, I need enough close combat skills."

Haruto didn’t tell the truth to Tsubaki Basemon.

It was because he was about to reach the upper limit of his current stage in Kidō, so he turned to training in slicing techniques to improve his combat effectiveness. People just said that he had no talent in Kidō. It would be too detrimental to his emotional intelligence to say this.

"Melee combat methods?"

This answer is both unexpected and reasonable.

Regardless of whether they are breaking or binding, there are more long-range means than close means. Take the Ghost Daoists as an example. While they are good at long-range fire suppression, they really have few reliable means of close defense.

On the contrary, the covert mobile team can be used as an example.

What Haruto wants is not to continue to increase his advantages, but to make up for his shortcomings... This is indeed the training idea of ​​many Shinigami.

that is......

For Haruto's level, it's a bit too simple.

"Haruto-kun."

"Please speak."

"If you just want to supplement your melee skills..."

"In addition to beheading techniques, I actually have better suggestions. I wonder if you are willing to try them?"

Kotsubaki Basemon said meaningfully.

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Volume 1: 072, chivalrous? Mermaid!

Haruto was standing at the entrance of the Third Division.

He was not kicked by Kotsubaki Ren'emon, but his previous remarks were Haruto's next goal:

Hakuba.

"Zanpakutō is an extension of the arm. Since you need a close combat slashing technique, you should be interested in Hakuba, right?"

That's it.

After taking two volumes of secret books from Kotsubaki Ren'emon - the experience of drawing swords and slashing written on bamboo slips with a carving knife - Haruto came to the entrance of the Third Division with a brand new "letter of introduction".

"Third Division."

Haruto took out the letter of introduction from his arms and flicked it twice.

"The 'big sister' in Kotsubaki Ren'emon's mouth..."

"Today's main goal was not achieved, but I met a lot of vice-captains."

When Haruto first went out, he actually went to Jushiba's house with gifts - the address was obtained from Byakuya... After all, Haruto really didn't dare to go to the Fifth Division, for fear of running into a certain man named Lan.

The Hollow that helped to destroy the corpse was suspected to be created by him. It would not feel good to walk into a trap.

Unfortunately, Haruto still came up empty-handed this time.

According to the neighbors, the Zhusiba siblings who had just returned to the Soul Society were ordered to go to the real world to perform tasks again--

It is likely because of the matter of the 11th and 12th divisions.

It was a last resort.

Haruto could only wait for the next opportunity.

"Two big brothers?"

Haruto greeted the two death gods guarding the door.

"......"

The two looked straight ahead, as if they didn't see Haruto.

—— If they didn't know the situation of the third division, they would have already played the dog's eye look down on others.

"I was entrusted by the vice captain of the seventh division, Kotsubaki, to visit the vice captain of the shooting range. I wonder if you can help to inform him?"

The vice captain of the third division, Shooting Range Sentetsu.

The eldest sister of Kotsubaki Ren'emon and the master of Haku, is also the person Haruto is about to visit.

"Seventh Division?"

"Aren't you a student of the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts?"

The guards who had been silent just now said in unison.

When they spoke, Haruto roughly understood the situation: the two knew him, but they didn't dare to talk to him casually because of discipline issues.

You know, among the current Gotei 13, the strictness of the rules of the Third Division is second only to the First Division.

"Can't students temporarily play the role of the Gotei 13?"

"..."

The two team members at the door looked at each other.

"Okay, he will go and help you..."

The Death Myth on the left was interrupted by his partner before he finished speaking:

"If you reply, you go."

"Why not you go, I've wasted my words, running errands..."

"Hey, hey, I don't want to-"

"Cough!"

Haruto coughed heavily.

"If you two don't mind, I can go in by myself."

"......"

The two men's eyes were glued together again, and they seemed to play a game of rock-paper-scissors with their eyes:

"Just stay here and don't move. I'll be back soon."

The one who probably lost said solemnly with a look of death in his eyes.

If Haruto didn't know that he had no ill intentions, he would have killed him by now.

As for the other guard who stayed here, he didn't intend to talk to Haruto, and continued to look like a wandering person with his eyes looking at the sky.