Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

"One of the Broken Paths"

The moment Haruto raised his finger——

"Hello!"

The young man opened his eyes suddenly.

"What do you want to do to me!"

He spoke as fast as pouring beans.

"rush!"

"!!"

As the last words of the chant sounded, the young man could no longer care about his surprise and quickly turned sideways to avoid the spiritual pressure bullet that was directed towards his head.

"boom!"

A bud of the locust tree outside the window was broken.

The fresh leaves fell like snowflakes one after another, and the young man's dark and elegant single ponytail was also blown up by the whirlwind and blossomed all over the sky.

"Um......"

Faced with doubts, Haruto slowly rubbed his chin, using the same hand that had just released Podō.

"It doesn't hurt if you hit someone."

"Do you want to look at the big trees outside before you say this?"

The boy's voice suddenly became several times louder - if it were a normal "charge", he wouldn't even have to dodge, but the one Haruto used was almost as powerful as a red cannon without flames. If he didn't dodge, he would have to Something happened!

"Didn't you block the door at the entrance first?"

Haruto retorted without mercy.

"This is Sword Zen, do you understand Sword Zen?"

The boy's voice shouted louder than Haruto's.

Sometimes Haruto even suspects that the reason why the sound insulation effect of the door is so good is to deal with similar situations.

"Don't think I don't know. Who can still perceive the outside world while practicing knife meditation?"

"Besides, you are still practicing knife meditation in a semi-public place. Are you practicing your ability to resist interruption?"

"......cut."

The boy spat quietly.

At this point in the conversation, it was obvious that he could no longer resist Haruto and could only vent his dissatisfaction in this way.

"This is my trust in you. Do you know trust?"

"Thank you."

"..."

The young man completely gave up on this oral... verbal war - if he wanted to defeat Haruto in oral confrontation, his training was obviously not good enough.

"When you get home, go find that cat demon to brush up on your proficiency."

The young man quickly made up his mind, after all, this was how he practiced Shunpo.

And when I think about Shunpo——

"snort!"

The boy crossed his arms and made a final struggle from his throat.

"Oh?"

Haruto didn't tolerate him either, and he also crossed his arms and became angry.

"Why did Master Byakuya suddenly become so arrogant?"

"I told you not to call me Master."

The young man's beautiful eyebrows almost wrinkled into the character "Sichuan".

When others say it, they are respectful, but when this title comes from Haruto's mouth, it is as awkward as possible.

"Okay, okay, yes, yes."

Haruto responded immediately as if he was reincarnated.

That's right.

Living under the same roof as him was the grandson of Kuchiki Ginrei, the head of the Kuchiki family and captain of the 6th Division:

Kuchiki Byakuya.

However, Byakuya now does not need to bear the overwhelming responsibilities of being the head of the family, captain, husband and brother; Baymax, who has not yet transformed into a paralyzed face, is now just a frizzy brat.

And it can be heard from the conversation between them that the relationship between him and Haruto is far from what the outside world speculated.

"Hello."

After the two of them finished their daily routine, Kuchiki Byakuya leaned towards Haruto in a humble manner.

"...What's the matter?"

Haruto hangs his hunting clothes in the entrance hall while dealing with Byakuya who doesn't know what he wants to do.

"How's your Shunpo training going?"

"Phase Two."

Well, Haruto knows what Byakuya is up to.

"The second stage after completion, or the second stage during practice?"

"#!"

The veins on Haruto's face jumped.

This kid has a really strong desire to win...although he's not much better.

"During practice——"

Before Byakuya could speak, Haruto asked:

"Stop talking about me, how's your practice going?"

"Alas~"

As soon as Byakuya's tone came out, Haruto immediately knew that he had fallen into a trap... He hadn't lost for a long time recently, which made him look down on this guy.

And Byakuya did not disappoint Haruto's expectations, and soon confirmed his thoughts——

"Why do you think I'm sitting here?"

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Volume 1: 008, Lingwei

"no......"

Haruto looked at Byakuya who was smiling and tried not to hit him with a white thunderbolt.

"You haven't gone home yet, and you've even waited here at the entrance of the dormitory. Are you planning to test me?"

"I've said it's called trust, do you understand?"

Byakuya was right.

Regardless of Hakkai or Swastika, the abilities possessed by the Zanpakutō are extremely important information for the Shinigami; unless they are very close friends, the owner will never reveal the Zanpakutō before it is widely exposed. ability.

But.

No matter how he looked at it, Haruto felt that Byakuya was here specifically to show off.

"What level of spiritual power are you now?"

After hesitating for a moment, Haruto did not directly reject Byakuya's request, but asked a question that was not of much relevance.

"Fifth class."

"..."

Lingwei:

The measurement standard used among nobles refers to the concentration of spiritual pressure residing in the spirit. Because the body of the Shinigami is composed of spiritual energy, the strength of the Death can be roughly judged by the spiritual power level.

The levels of Lingwei are arranged from small to large.

Levels 1 to 3 are captains, levels 4 and 5 are deputy captains, and levels 6 to 20 are from chief officer to team member.

Byakuya said that his spiritual power level reached level five.

In other words.

Even if his status is not taken into account, Byakuya is currently qualified to serve as the vice-captain of the Gotei 13.

"Is it interesting?"

Haruto glanced at Byakuya.

"You, a fifth-level spiritually powerful deputy captain, come here to bully me, a seventh-level spiritually powerful ordinary student from the Academy of Spiritual Arts?"

Byakuya is much younger than Haruto.

The last time I had the honor to follow Byakuya to the Kuchiki family, when the two of them tested their spirit power levels, Byakuya was still a little higher than him at the sixth level. Only three short months had passed, and Byakuya had already entered the rank of deputy. The threshold of captain level.

It's strange that Haruto isn't surprised.

He himself is already one of the best talents in Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, but the speed of his progress is still unable to compare with Byakuya.

In terms of population ratio, the probability of a genius being born from aristocratic blood is much higher, and the speed at which fellow geniuses improve is even more extraordinary.

Haruto really wanted to say something...

He can replace it.

"Ordinary student?"

Hearing Haruto's words, Byakuya also twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Are you going to find me a seventh-level spiritual power student in the Spiritual Arts Academy again?"

"...You were late."

Haruto is not being harsh.

There really aren't many students at Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy who are good at it now, but in a few years, these two little white-haired guys will quickly break these meager records.

"Moreover."

Byakuya didn't take Haruto's words to heart.

"You think I do?"

"From the end of morning practice to now, I haven't even eaten anything, so I'm just sitting here waiting... Why is your exam so slow?"

Although Byakuya is also a student of the Mao Spiritual Academy in name, he actually followed the Kuchiki family's arrangement and came to experience the life trajectory of a normal Shinigami and "enhance his interpersonal skills" at the beginning of his fifth grade.

Byakuya didn't need to take the test at all.

"I was randomly left behind in the queue."

Haruto didn't plan to tell Byakuya about the real sword test, so as to save him from asking questions again.

"...You're so lucky."

Byakuya mocked lightly.

"You're not bad either."

After all, it was Byakuya who was waiting for him, and Haruto didn't suffer any loss.

"..."

"Let's continue the topic we just talked about."

The two of them were chatting at a slow pace, and Haruto was certainly not idle either. At this moment, he had already walked into the room - thanks to Byakuya, he finally enjoyed something that he had not experienced in the past four years. Sri Lanka.