Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

"..."

Good thing.

Haruto didn't stand awkwardly at the door for too long. He waited for the guard who reported the news with a shocked look on his face to come back:

"Please come in, it's the first building straight ahead from the main entrance."

————

Team Three is very busy.

There are not many reapers in the team building.

Seeing Haruto, an unfamiliar face wearing the uniform of the Mao Spiritual Arts Academy, he didn't pay much attention.

As a support team, the Third Division usually does not charge forward, but whenever something happens, they will become as busy as the Fifth Division.

The journey was very short, and Haruto looked around as he walked.

"Chaos and order."

Soon after entering the main entrance, Haruto saw a notice board with a large number of wooden signs hanging on it, and the team members were selecting tasks from it based on their abilities.

This kind of claiming method, which is similar to the "Adventurers Association" in Western fantasy stories, is still a bit inconsistent with the style of Soul Society.

"She is indeed a woman who can make Fengqiao cry. She manages a division in an orderly manner. It is easy for her."

Haruto looked away and followed the instructions and walked towards the destination.

"Dong dong."

Haruto knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

A strong and powerful female voice came from inside the door.

"..."

I have to say that it is normal for the team members outside to be scared. Even Haruto was stunned for a moment.

"excuse me!"

After Haruto prepared himself mentally, he pushed open the heavy team building door——

Two people.

There were two people sitting and one standing in the room.

The area is not as large as that of Xiao Chun's dojo, but it is full of traditional Japanese-style decoration, but it is far from the latter's industrial simplicity.

Among the decorations throughout the house, the dragon and tiger paintings hanging on the left and right sides of the wall are particularly shocking.

Coupled with the huge word "Renxia" directly opposite, anyone would regard this place as the base of the traditional Yakuza.

"..."

Haruto walked into the house quietly.

Facing him head-on, the female Shinigami with a weathered face but sharp eyes, wearing a pure black furisode outfit with details that are quite different from the Death Domination outfit, is the target mission of this trip:

Shooting range thousand iron.

And not far away from him, there was a young man kneeling on the ground with his body prostrated... Although Haruto couldn't see his appearance, but that too iconic airplane head, paired with the same style as Kotsubaki Basemon's Wing-shaped sunglasses——

At first glance, it turned out to be the future captain of the seventh division, Kiba Tetsuaemon.

"Haruto-kun, right?"

"yes!"

Haruto, who was still looking at Shooting Area Tetsuzaemon, was startled by the sound of Shooting Area Sentetsu suddenly calling out——

It was like being caught by the director peeking out of the window when he was absent from class.

"Are you going to join the third team after graduation?"

"......Eh?"

"It seems not."

Shooting field Sentetsu got the answer from Haruto's reaction.

"The white shooting skills I teach are not a secret that is not passed down to shooters, but if you want to come into contact with them, you must be at least a member of my third team."

Chiba Sentetsu re-sealed the letter of introduction that he had read.

It has to be said that the momentum and demeanor just sitting there made her look more like a captain than many others Haruto had seen.

"Babuemon asked you to come here, probably because he thought that your physical talent is enough for me to make an exception... So what price can you pay to satisfy me?"

Shooting range Qiante said without hesitation.

But there was a hint of subtle complexity in his tone.

It's not that she deliberately targeted Haruto, but she maintained the same attitude towards everyone; without that letter of introduction, judging from the attitudes of the two guards, Haruto would not have been able to get in as a student. Team house.

"Um......"

Haruto probably understood it when he saw this posture.

"Can I help you ease the relationship between mother and son?"

Haruto glanced down at Tetsuzaemon, who was kneeling motionless on the ground, and asked without any hint of probing.

"If you can get him to withdraw from the 11th Division, this matter is not impossible."

After hearing such a childish answer, Shooting Field Qiantetsu did not refuse immediately.

But as soon as she finished speaking——

"Mom, I will never join the Third Division!"

Although Tetsuzaemon's voice is not as powerful as Sentetsu's voice, it is definitely loud and loud.

Just barely lifted the roof of the house.

"..."

Haruto understands very well.

Kiba Sentetsu doesn't think highly of the current 11th Division, and Tetsuzaemon doesn't want to join his mother's division.

Haruto is not very smart, but he thinks he is good at figuring out other people's thoughts, otherwise he would not be invincible in a verbal battle.

A mother who doesn’t want her son to fall into disgrace, and a son who doesn’t want to take shelter under his mother’s wings.

In addition, Tetsuzaemon's and Basemon's sunglasses were only slightly different in color and number... Based on the clothes and names of these two, Haruto believed that they were father and son.

certainly.

For Tetsuzaemon, who was obviously young at this time, the latter was more like a goal for him to imitate, learn from, and even want to surpass.

That being the case.

"Why don't we each step back and let the shooting range...your son join the seventh team?"

Haruto put forward his suggestions very pertinently.

"..."

"..."

The two people, one sitting and one kneeling, were as motionless as stone statues.

"Do you want to work under Xiao Chun?"

Finally, it was Archer Qiantetsu who spoke first.

"...I do."

"good!"

Sentetsu Kiba's answer was much clearer than Tetsuzaemon's.

"Tetsuzaemon, go and serve the guest a cup of tea."

"yes!"

Looking at the mother and son who quickly reconciled——

"Am I really being set up?"

Haruto couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even without the above analysis, combined with Kotsubaki Basemon's smile and reminder before leaving, it was enough for Haruto to guess the value of his appearance at this moment:

"Ask guests to be lubricants..."

"These two are really cunning."

————

It’s the dojo again.

Haruto has been to a similar place three times today.

The so-called "cup of tea" by Sentetsu Kiba was really just a cup of tea; after Haruto completed her explanation, Sentetsu Kigahi was very neat and tidy and brought Haruto directly to the third team. In the martial arts arena.

"The Zanpakutō is an extension of the arm."

Shooting range Sentetsu stood opposite the martial arts arena, wearing the same long sleeved haori that was not conducive to movement.

The beginning of her story was no different from Tsubaki Basemon's.

"In other words."

"No matter how strong your cutting skills are, it is useless without corresponding physical fitness; and as long as your body is strong enough, you can crush your opponent with one punch without even using a weapon."

But the content that follows is completely different from what Kotsubaki Bladeemon said.

"In the past five hundred years, all the wasted fights in the Third Division have been passed down from me."

Shooting range Qiantetsu seemed to have said something trivial.

But Haruto knows that this age is quite exaggerated even among the Shinigami - captain-level Kuchiki Ginrei is about this age, and Archer Sentetsu, who has less than third-level spiritual power, can live for such a long time...

It shows that she is really good at fighting for nothing.

"Move? A killer move?"

"These are the most superficial manifestations of a vain effort."

Kiba Sentetsu's words did not match Haruto's understanding of Hakuta, but they were more like the "martial arts" in his memory.

"The real fight is to keep practicing your body so that you can live longer."

"As long as the life span increases..."

"Your spiritual pressure will eventually reach the upper limit of your talent."

"Even if you are not that amazing and talented, if your upper limit is against the lower limit, you will be able to fight against any opponent no matter what."

Shooting field Sentetsu talks about his understanding of fighting in vain.

"pity."

"Today's young people are more and more impatient. They have to use decades of youth to burn out their instincts and spend hundreds of years safely."

Shooting field Qiantie said with regret.

After all, there are only a few Shinigami who can live for hundreds of years. It is useless and cannot quickly improve the user's combat effectiveness. This has led to fewer and fewer Shinigami who are willing to study it - the average age of the members of the Gotei Thirteen Team is even a hundred years old. Even less than that, one can imagine how exaggerated the battle damage rate is.

As to whether her views are right or wrong, that's a matter of opinion.

"Haruto-kun."

"The white beating technique I'm going to teach you is called "Bone Beating." "

"Um?"

When Haruto heard this name, he immediately became interested. It was very similar to a certain free agent he knew.

"Hundreds of years ago, I was lucky enough to see Captain Yamamoto using Hakuta... After all, it's rare to find an opponent who can make him unable to use his Zanpakutō."

When Captain Yamamoto was mentioned, Sentetsu Kiba's eyes clearly flashed with light.

"My research on Hakuta was based on Captain Yamamoto's combat status at the time and Unohana-senpai's assumptions."