Death: This Death is not serious

Shin'o Academy of Spiritual Arts.

Outdoor training ground.

The sky is bright and the breeze is blowing.

Dust is flying on the empty training ground.

Rows of targets are placed on the edge of the training ground, and further away is a blue ghost barrier covering the entire training ground.

Many students of the Academy of Spiritual Arts have already started their regular ghost training here, but they glance at the figure in the center of the training ground from time to time.

Shin'etsu, wearing a blue and white uniform of the Academy of Spiritual Arts, is aiming her palm at a target in the training ground.

"The Lord! The mask of flesh and blood, the myriad things, flying high, the things named after humans! Scorching heat and chaos, rolling back to the south across the sea, marching forward!"

"The Thirty-one of the Broken Path: Red Fire Cannon!"

Accompanied by the chanting, the spirit particles quickly gathered in his hands, and finally turned into flames and flew out.

"Boom!"

A roar came, and then the ground began to shake.

The smoke cleared, the target disappeared, and only a charred hole remained.

——This is the scene seen by the students of the Spiritual Arts Academy.

"Mr. Aozaki is really amazing. I haven't even figured out the white thunder yet, but Mr. Aozaki has already started practicing the red fire cannon."

The students who trained hard saw this scene, and although they felt mixed emotions, they still had to admit that Mayu had talent.

Generally speaking, souls from Rukongai, because they are far away from the Soul Society, have not received death god education since childhood, and naturally cannot compare with students from noble families in terms of training progress.

Except for geniuses with outstanding ghost talent, most of the students of Rukongai cannot catch up with the progress of the noble students after graduation.

But they didn't expect that Mayu, a guy with a chaotic private life, had such a high ghost talent in addition to fast spiritual pressure training.

"Tsk, that's just like that. What's the ghost way? The god of death relies on Zanpakutō. In the afternoon, there is a Zanpakutō class. I must be no worse than him in the sword way..."

The noble children were full of disdain, but their tone was a little sour.

In fact, they were also a little shocked in their hearts. You know, most of them are still practicing "Hadao Twelve: Hidden Fire".

No wonder the elders in the family asked them to have more contact with Aozaki Mazuki. This guy is really too exaggerated.

After they observed for a while, Mazuki had completed another red fire cannon.

"Do you want to train together?"

Mazuki patted the dust off his body and smiled at Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Ginmichi who were walking towards him.

Mazuki stroked his long hair, and sweat flowed down his handsome cheeks and white neck, and slid into his collar.

The extremely beautiful picture was very impactful. The eyes of the female students who were secretly watching not far away were firmly attracted, and they reached into their pockets to count their pocket money.

Teacher Yui, who teaches the Kidō, also blinked and thought, "You can't blame me for not being strong-minded at the beginning."

She has been a teacher at the Spiritual Arts Academy for nearly a hundred years, so of course she is not so superficial. She never thought that one day she would be tempted by beauty.

The main reason is that a man like Mayu has never been seen in the Soul Society.

Teacher Kuchiki, who is known as the "perfect handsome man", is slightly inferior to him.

She thought of the bald dean, and looked at the male students next to her who were either indignant or pretending to be cool. In this comparison, Mayu seemed to be more beautiful.

However, she did not forget the purpose of her coming here.

This child is now the treasure of the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy.

"Teacher Yui, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Aozaki, today's Kidō class is over." Yui smiled, "You should rest well during the break and adjust your state. This afternoon's Slasher class will be very helpful to you."

Mayu's eyes flashed.

It seems that the big shot who came this afternoon is really big, and his swordsmanship is not low, which is worthy of Teacher Yui's special reminder.

"I understand, Teacher Yui, then we will leave first."

Satsuki bowed to Yui and left the training ground with Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin.

The three of them finished their meal and rested in the dormitory for two hours.

As usual, Shintsuki wore the Wanxiang Senra and hung it around her waist.

This afternoon is another kendo class, but this time it is a special class, and the lecturer is a big shot.

A big shot bigger than Kuchiki Sojun, the vice-captain of the 6th Division, is at least a captain.

Most of the students in the class are most interested in kendo. Zanpakuto is the standard of the god of death. As long as they are a little bit passionate, they will concentrate on learning kendo.

Of course, although Shintsuki has obtained her own Zanpakuto and even learned the first release, she will still attend classes seriously in order to hone her sword skills.

However, after waiting for a long time, no teacher came to class.

Just when Aozaki Mayu couldn't help but start to wonder if this important person was Kyoraku Shunsui, a figure slowly appeared.Slowly walked into the classroom.

Seeing this figure, Mayu was stunned at first, and then her eyes widened in shock.

This big shot is indeed big, there is no one bigger than her in the field of kendo.

Not only Aozaki Mato, all the students looked surprised when they saw the figure walking into the kendo field.

Delicate face, with a gentle and peaceful smile, long black hair with a middle part, tied into a braid hanging in front of the chest, and the white haori with a gray cherry lining...

"Captain Unohana of the Fourth... Fourth Division?!"

A noble student couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Fourth Division?"

The expressions on the faces of many students from Rukongai turned into loss.

After all, in their opinion, the captain is indeed a big shot in the Soul Society, but everyone knows that the Fourth Division is a medical team.

There was only one student from the Tsunayashiro family in the class, who sat in his seat tremblingly, not daring to raise his head.

Mayu knew that the Tsunayashiro family was in control of the history of Soul Society, and understood the performance of this student.

Unohana Retsu had another name in the past, Unohana Yachiryu. He was not only the first generation Kenpachi, but also an unprecedented villain in the history of Soul Society. It is not an exaggeration to say that he killed people without hesitation.

Amid the whispers of the students, Unohana Retsu looked at everyone and smiled gently.

"Good afternoon, classmates."

"I am the captain of the 4th Division of the Gotei 13, Unohana Retsu."

"Originally, Captain Ukitake was supposed to give the kendo class this time, but due to physical reasons, he was unable to come, so I took over the class."

"Please rest assured, as the captain of the Gotei 13, in addition to Kaido, I also know a little bit about kendo."

Well... the first generation Kenpachi knows "a little bit" about kendo, so will we never be able to get started in kendo after practicing kendo for a lifetime?

"Before the formal teaching, I want to know what you have learned in the previous courses."

Unohana walked up to Mayu and said with a smile:

"Classmate, are you willing to help me?"

Although she had a gentle smile on her face, the moment she spoke, Mayu Aozaki felt a piercing chill rushing straight to the top of her head.

Mayu realized something, but had no time to think about it.

"Mr. Aozaki?"

It was the first time we met, and he called me by my name. He was definitely targeting me!

"I'm happy to do it!" He stood up suddenly, looking ready to die.