In Soul Society, love and bond begin

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Fujimiya Makoto glanced at her unhappily.

hateful.

He is clearly a traditional conservative pure love party.

How did you accidentally step on several boats?

However, if someone asked him to lift his feet off the boat at this moment, he would definitely refuse to do so.

hypocritical!

Just as the two were flirting, they heard two timid knocks on the door outside.

When Fujimiya Makoto raised his head, he saw a small figure cautiously huddled by the door. He quietly popped his head out and looked towards the inside of the ward.

When their eyes met, Kurayashiki Ryoma said shyly:

"Um, Mr. Fujimiya."

"Did I come at a bad time?"

Noticing the figure behind her, Mei calmly pressed down the hem of her skirt and took a step back.

Fujimiya Makoto glanced at the clock: "Oh, is it time for sword practice today?"

"Wait outside for a moment, I'll be right there."

"Yes!"

Kuryashiki Ryoma answered loudly, then immediately turned around and ran away.

The scene between adults just now was a bit too shocking for a child like him.

Fujimiya Makoto changed his clothes casually.

Although he was still in the hospital during this period, he did not stay in bed all day.

In addition to his daily practice of Hollow Power and rehabilitation of Death Power, he was also experimenting with the latest bond trait that was completely different from the previous ones.

[Bond Trait Twelve: Stepson of the Spirit King]

[Details: You can 'share' the talents, wisdom, and abilities of others through continuous teaching and deepening connections, thereby breaking through the talent ceiling of the person you choose.]

This bond trait was obtained after he killed Yhwach.

The ability is also quite simple.

It's almost a lower-level alternative version of Yhwach's 'Soul Sharing' ability.

However, the way of using it is completely different.

"Ryoma, be careful."

Fujimiya Makoto came to the training ground where the two of them usually practiced and picked up a wooden sword from the corner.

Kuryashiki Ryoma drew out his Asado without hesitation, concentrating fully on the attack.

"Yes!"

Mei stood by and watched.

There is no unnecessary explanation in Fujimiya Makoto's instructions; everything must be understood by oneself during the battle.

So, you can see half-grown children being knocked down again and again by teenagers holding wooden swords, and then standing up again, and then repeating the previous process.

until a certain moment.

Fujimiya Makoto stared at the bruised Ryoma and looked at the clear blue bubbles that flashed across his shoulder.

The wooden sword suddenly fell.

Almost subconsciously, Kuryashiki Ryoma's movements were as if assisted by God, and the Asagi, loosely held in his hand, slashed in the direction of the falling sword.

The metal blade and the wooden sword body collided with each other, making a muffled sound, and the sharp edge swept parallel to the blade body.

He took a step forward and closed the distance in the blink of an eye. He rushed forward with his sword, risking his life, and crashed into Fujimiya Makoto's arms.

The wind was howling and my breathing stopped.

In that seemingly brief moment, to Kurayashiki Ryoma, it seemed as if time had stood still.

Every frame that passes across the iris seems extremely long.

"ha--!"

The blade stabbed down.

All the spiritual pressure in the body was poured into this point.

At that moment, Kuryashiki Ryoma could feel that an unknown crack seemed to have appeared deep in his body.

This feeling of omnipotence made him feel as if he could even pierce the sky at this moment!

until.

"Zheng!"

The tip of the knife that was about to pierce the sky was touched by a finger.

The sharp tip pierced the thin fingertip but failed to cause even a slight dent.

If someone looks closely at the point where the fingertip and the tip of the knife touch, they will find that there is even a gap as narrow as a hair between the two.

He stopped the attack simply by relying on his spiritual pressure.

But the effects of forces are reciprocal.

Kuryashiki Ryoma, who had used almost all his strength, felt like he was run over by a truck the moment the knife stopped.

The strength that seemed to penetrate the sky just now was now poured onto him.

The small body rolled over and flew out.

"thump."

Kuryashiki Ryoma fell to the ground, his entire body feeling deflated.

For a moment, an indescribable feeling of frustration spread throughout my heart.

That moment just now.

He also thought that at least, at least he could make Lord Fujimiya take a step back.

Really.

The incomprehensible gap...

The sunlight from the ceiling fell on Longma's face, but today it was particularly dazzling and a little sour.

Even though Ryoma had been promoted to the fifth seat after experiencing the tragic Quincy War, he was still a child both in his heart and body.

But the next moment, the dazzling sunlight was suddenly covered by a cool shadow.

Fujimiya Makoto leaned over, extended his hand towards Ryoma, and smiled:

"nice."

"Ryoma."

"Compared to usual, there has been a breakthrough today."

"...Eh?"

Kuryashiki Ryoma was stunned.

Fujimiya Makoto grabbed his outstretched hand without hesitation and pulled him up from the ground.

His gaze remained fixed on the panel in front of him.

At this moment, there was an extra panel in his eyes than before.

——PI——

Name: Kuryashiki Ryoma

Spiritual Power: Level 5, Medium

Four skills:

Slash: 99th level (100/1) → 100th level (/) [Breakthrough Bottleneck]

Fist: Level 19 (100/)

Ghost: Level 62 (100/)

Walk: Level 33 (100/)

Zanpakutō: Gauraku Corridor (Shikai)

Innate traits: Devouring, strong soul

--THAN--

Behind the panel of the killing technique, there is an additional breakthrough prompt.

Almost at the same time.

[Spirit King Stepson Trigger]

【Slashing Technique: Level 15↑】

[Bottleneck Stage of the Killing Technique: Stage 5]

[Sharing, breaking through the bottleneck of beheading skills↑]

[Slashing Technique: Level 16↑]

A short bottleneck improvement prompt also appeared on his own panel.

Looking at the scene happening before his eyes, even Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but smile with relief.

Ever since his slashing technique and instant step had reached the fifteenth level, the speed at which he improved his skills in slashing, punching and ghost-walking had hit an invisible bottleneck.

In fact, this is the normal route.

If it were any other ordinary god of death, this level would have taken hundreds or even thousands of years of hard work to overcome, either through diligent effort like water dripping through a stone, or through extraordinary enlightenment.

However, after experiencing the rocket's speed of 5 kilometers per second, who can still have the patience to take a long-distance green train?

but...

Makoto Fujimiya recalled the clear blue bubbles he saw on Ryoma Kurayashiki's shoulder just now, and vaguely realized that was the key.

He once again lowered his head to look at the detailed instructions of [Spirit King's Stepson] and whispered:

"Continuously teach and... deepen your connection?"

Thinking this, Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously reached out and touched the little head of Ryoma who was brushing off the dust on his butt, and ruffled his long hair that was as messy as weeds to make it even more messy.

This immediately made the little guy blush.

"Fujimiya-sama!"

"I'm not a child anymore!"

Kuryashiki Ryoma complained stubbornly, mumbling under his breath.

"Yes Yes."

Although she was still agreeing, she was rubbing his little head a little harder.

It’s better to start bullying the little ones as early as possible!

"Fujimiya-sama——!"

Ignoring Ryoma's loud complaints, Fujimiya Makoto looked at the panel in front of him.

Since you have such power.

So, let Unohana-sensei break through her current bottleneck.

I should be able to do it...right?