Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

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Volume 1: 057, the so-called soul burial

"Second."

Haruto waved his arm towards the ground.

The invisible big hand grabbed a certain kid's hair and lifted him far into the air.

"asshole!"

"Who are you! Let me go quickly!"

This is a modified "block" combined with other binding paths, and is very effective for controlling weak spirits: the weak here refers to all beings whose spiritual pressure is lower than Haruto.

"Aqing?"

Nanao had obviously noticed this soul before, but since she had given the responsibility of "captain" to Haruto, it was naturally inconvenient for her to say anything more.

only.

Haruto's method of capturing souls is a bit too rough.

Although there were indeed Shinigami in the 13th Division who did this, it was very different from Haruto's behavior in her impression.

after all......

This child's age seems to be not much different from Nanao.

"For naughty children who are difficult to discipline at first glance, or adults who are stubborn about the past, I also recommend not to waste time."

"Rang."

Haruto took out the Zanpakuto from his waist and its sheath.

After flipping the scabbard and holding it, he knocked the end of the handle directly towards the soul's forehead.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of brain cracking sounded.

The voice of the spirit body weakened rapidly and soon dissipated in the air.

"certainly."

"If the area under your jurisdiction in the future is not so busy, you can also use a gentler method... It will test your patience."

Haruto swung his sword and the Zanpakutō quickly returned to his waist.

"After all, this is a job that can last for decades or hundreds of years. It is very important to maintain enthusiasm and not let these tedious things affect your mood."

Before the trio had time to understand the meaning behind Haruto’s words, they heard that the internship explanation had reached the final step:

"Third."

Haruto stretched out his finger again.

This time it’s not as far away as the first time: in the center of a scattered residential area, in a park square that is not too wide, a father and son are practicing baseball - look at their summer-like outfits, and their seamless movements in the snow. Just know that they are also spiritual beings.

"Grant their wishes."

Haruto scratched lightly with his index finger.

The subtle fluctuations in spiritual pressure carried the baseball that the child had just knocked out further into the sky.

This is a true "Home run", also known as a home run in baseball.

In the surprised and excited eyes of the father and son, their slightly dull figures gradually dissipated with a faint golden light.

"Although the knowledge we learned in class is not used, this is also a soul burial in another sense."

"As for whether I want to get their thanks..."

Haruto glanced at Nanao beside him, and the girl returned Haruto's gentle gaze: This is the Haruto she knows——

The two of them became true friends starting from the soul burial internship.

"As you wish."

"..."

"alright!"

Haruto clapped his hands hard.

"I've demonstrated to you the method of soul burial."

"According to Dean Mitarai's request, half of your soul burial internship results will depend on the opinions of the two of us."

"..."

The trio swallowed.

The current Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, with the strong support of the fifth division team, has quite generous performance-related rewards.

As the captain and deputy captain, the Zhu Siha siblings have not yet returned to Seireitei. They are ranked in order from Mako Hirako, the third seat (acting captain), to Sosuke Aizen, the fourth seat (acting deputy captain), to Sosuke Aizen, the fourth seat (acting deputy captain) Mutsuki Shoukaku from the fifth seat (teacher of the sixth grade class), and finally Mitarai from the sixth seat (dean)——

All are related to Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy.

In a sense, this place has almost become the fifth team's back garden... At the same time, it has also achieved Aizen's initial goal in disguise.

"It's easy to get points here."

Haruto continued.

"There is still one and a half days left. Each of the soul burial situations mentioned just now will be completed..."

"??"

"There is no need for each person to complete one of them, as long as the three of you can achieve the goal together, after all, I am not a devil."

Seeing the desperate expressions of the three, Haruto, who was open-minded, slightly lowered the difficulty.

"Friendly reminder, I have just buried the three that are relatively close. You may have to run a little further away."

"Remember not to leave Naruki City. If something goes wrong if it's too far away, I won't be able to rescue you in time."

Among the three soul burial missions, one involves dealing with Xu.

Haruto still remembers the state when he faced wild Kyoshi for the first time half a year ago - these three people are definitely not weak if they can join the first class, but they may not be able to maintain a good mentality, so Haruto will specialize remind.

"Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Haruto and Nanao left in a flash... There were only three of them left looking at each other with confused faces.

"..."

"gone?"

Togakure asked Gori.

"gone."

Wuli looked around for a long time, then pressed the frame on the bridge of his nose and answered.

"Really gone?"

Togakushi didn't believe it.

"...I'm not in the mood to lie to you."

Gori was wrong, the thick beard on his chin, which was so thick that Togakushi couldn't even flatter him, answered.

"But this is different from what we agreed on?"

Togakushi was a little at a loss.

Although he was not from a noble family, he was able to maintain his position as the top student in Class 1 before Kumoi Takashi joined the class, which was not unrelated to his brother - his brother was the fourth seat in the third squad, and when he was not working, he helped Togakushi make up a lot of lessons.

Including the situation of the soul burial internship, he was also told to him in advance.

However.

The reality was completely different from what he expected.

"I can only say..."

"Senior Haruto has a lot of personality."

Katakura listened to their meaningless conversation for a while, and finally couldn't help but interrupt.

"You also have a lot of personality, but it's limited to your appearance... After all, your strength doesn't allow it."

"... You're right."

Katakura rarely refuted Togakushi.

"Did you change your personality today?"

It was obviously not the first time the trio had partnered up, otherwise Katakura would have turned against him long ago with his personality.

"No..."

Katakura recalled with some emotion.

"After seeing that white thunder, even the most conceited person will find out how insignificant he is."

"......"

"It seems to be true."

Gori and Togakushi looked at each other and said.

He and Katakura both entered the first class after the first class representative written test - this is another system added by Dean Mitarai before the first quarterly exam - unlike Togakushi who had witnessed Haruto's strength from the beginning.

Everyone knows that Haruto is strong, but the specific extent of his strength is not as intuitive as the attack just now.

Haruto rarely attacks.

The most profound impression of the two was the scene in the martial arts field yesterday when Haruto dispersed the waste flame with one finger.

It's a pity.

Students at their stage have never even heard of the saying of anti-demon killing, so naturally they don't understand how exaggerated the gap is.

They only think that Haruto's defense is very powerful.

After all, they can't even use the most basic round gate fan very skillfully, let alone waste flame and the advanced binding technique that they can't understand.

White thunder is different.

This is the ghost art that all students will come into contact with, so it is easier for them to understand the difference: as the top student in the fifth grade, being able to shoot white thunder more than two meters is already a level of proficiency that is enough to be praised by the ghost art teacher.

But Haruto's white thunder...

Crossing a full six kilometers, accurately hitting and shattering a hollow mask, this has exceeded their understanding of white thunder.

It is even enough to subvert the understanding of the ghost art system.

"What about us?"

"Let's do it backwards."

Gori pushed the "safety helmet" on his head and suggested.

"With this spiritual tool, it shouldn't be difficult to find the spirits wandering in the world."

Although Gori looks big and strong, he is the think tank of this three-person team... and plays the role of Doraemon.

"Let's go with the last two routes that Senior Haruto mentioned: let's not talk about the big ones for now, but with the power of the god of death, it's not difficult to help mortal souls realize a few small wishes."

"As for the kind that doesn't use BB to bury the soul directly, it takes a little time to distinguish, but it should be enough in an afternoon."

Gori told his teammates all about his plan.

"Can't the latter one be more casual?"

Katakura made a small suggestion.

"Do you dare?"

"...You're right."

Although I don't know where Haruto went, but thinking of the ultra-long-range sniping against the hollow just now, I think he must be watching their progress somewhere at this time.

Being clever may lead to bad things.