Chapter 71
The sound of impact echoed through the empty training hall — sharp, rhythmic, and merciless.
Boom.
Renji's body slammed into the reinforced floor again, the mana barrier flickering faintly before dissipating. The air inside Takeda's second apartment was heavy thick with heat, sweat, and the metallic scent of mana discharge. Each collision left shallow cracks across the sparring tiles, proof of how far the young hunter still had to go.
Again!!
Takeda stood calmly on the far end, his black training coat slightly open, revealing the faint shimmer of his mana control. His expression remained unreadable. Not cold just… measured. The kind of silence that pressed down heavier than any lecture.
Renji gasped for air, trembling as he pushed himself up. His arms shook under his own weight, knuckles bleeding from hours of failed attacks. He glared at Takeda, but the older man said nothing.
The hum of mana died.
Only the faint rain outside broke the silence.
Renji clenched his jaw. "I can do it again," he muttered, staggering to his feet. "I can keep going"
I... I can do ....
"You're leaking too much mana," Takeda interrupted quietly. His tone was even, but his gaze sharp. "If this were a real fight, you'd have already collapsed."
"I said I can keep going!" Renji snapped, summoning his blade again — his aura flaring wildly. "I'm not weak anymore! I can—"
In an instant, Takeda vanished.
A blink later, Renji's blade was knocked aside, his body pinned against the wall by nothing but Takeda's pressure ,an invisible hand made of condensed mana.
"Then prove it," Takeda said, his voice like a low rumble. "Control it."
Renji struggled, but the air itself felt heavy. His chest burned; his mana spiraled out of control again, flickering like unstable lightning. He wanted to fight back — to scream — but every attempt only made the pressure worse.
You we're better than this the first time I trained you
Takeda finally released him. Renji dropped to one knee, coughing, his blade dissolving into fragments of blue light.
You're sloppy!
"Still too slow," Takeda muttered, stepping back. "Still thinking too much. You rely on instinct, but you don't trust it. You've survived worse, Renji ! But if you can't balance power and control, you'll destroy yourself before the enemy does."
Renji gritted his teeth. "I know that already…"
"Then stop acting like you don't."
Takeda's words weren't cruel, but they cut all the same. He turned away, walking toward the open balcony where the night wind drifted in. Beyond, Tokyo shimmered a city reborn, alive again after the tragedy that nearly wiped it out. The scars were mostly gone now, thanks to the Pillar of Resurrection. But for those who remembered… the wounds lingered.
Lily watched silently from the kitchen doorway, a small towel clutched in her hands. Her long hair framed her face, her soft eyes carrying the kind of worry she tried hard to hide. She had seen Renji push himself beyond reason before but never like this.
Choji sat near the counter, munching lazily on what was left of a sandwich, his expression half amused, half concerned. "He's been at it since morning," he said, glancing at Lily. "Takeda's really putting him through hell today."
Lily frowned. "He's doing it to himself. He doesn't know when to stop."
Choji shrugged, then sighed. "You should talk to him. He listens to you more than anyone else."
She hesitated, but eventually nodded.
When Takeda left the room to take a call, the atmosphere softened slightly. Renji sat on the floor, back against the wall, breathing hard. His hands trembled as he stared down at them scarred, worn, and shaking from exhaustion.
He hated that feeling. Weakness.
It gnawed at him like a parasite.
Is this what I can really do??
Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the faces the citizens who screamed during the calamity, the beasts tearing through the streets, and the overwhelming power of the Pillar of Resurrection that had reversed all of it with a single word.
Requiem of Restoration.
Renji had watched a god walk among men that day.
And next to that kind of divinity, what was he?
Lily approached quietly, her footsteps soft
"Oni-chan," she said gently, kneeling beside him. "You've done enough for today. Please rest."
"I'm fine," he muttered, not looking up.
"You're not fine. You're shaking. You've been training nonstop since sunrise. "
I'm fine I'm fine!!! Renji responsed
Oni–Lily couldn't even finished the word!
"I said I'm fine!" Renji snapped, his voice echoing through the room like a whip. "Just stop hovering over me all the time!"
Lily froze. The towel slipped from her hand, landing silently on the floor. Her lips parted slightly, eyes widening in shock.
Choji sat up instantly, frowning. "Renji. Enough."
But Renji wasn't done. His emotions, tangled and raw, poured out before he could stop them.
"I don't need you worrying about me every second! I'm not some kid who needs to be looked after, Lily! Just… stop acting like I'm broken!"
Get out!!
The room went still.
For a long, unbearable moment, Lily didn't say anything. Her eyes shimmered — not with anger, but hurt.
And in that silence, Renji finally realized what he'd said.
"I—Lily, I didn't mean—"
But it was too late. She took a step back, her shoulders trembling slightly as she whispered, "I was just worried… that's all."
Then she turned and ran, tears spilling down her cheeks before she disappeared into the hallway. The sound of her door slamming shut echoed louder than any attack Takeda had unleashed.
Renji's breath caught in his throat. His hands clenched.
The guilt came crashing in all at once — heavy, suffocating, merciless.
"Damn it," he muttered, pressing his palms against his forehead.
Choji stood, sighing. He walked over and dropped down beside him. "You really messed up, man."
Renji didn't reply.
Choji leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "She's been terrified for you ever since the gate crisis. You almost died that day, Renji. She thought she lost you. So yeah, she worries. That's what people do when they care."
Renji kept staring at the floor. The words stung because they were true.
"I know," he finally whispered. "I know she does. But I just…"
He trailed off, searching for something he couldn't name. "Every time I close my eyes, I see what happened. The people dying, the screams, Takeda fighting like he was holding the world together, and that man ... bringing everyone back with one breath. I can't—"
Choji tilted his head slightly, studying him. "You think you're falling behind."
Renji's silence was the answer.
Choji sighed again, softer this time. "You're not him, Renji. And no one's asking you to be. You've got your own path — your own strength. But if you keep breaking yourself like this, you'll end up useless to the people who actually need you."
Renji let out a hollow laugh. "That sounds like something Takeda would say."
"Yeah, but I'm better looking when I say it."
Despite himself, Renji's lips twitched faintly — almost a smile, almost.
Then Choji stood and patted his shoulder. "Fix it before it festers. You know she'll forgive you. But you better mean it."
Renji nodded quietly.
But before choji could leave Renji called him back
Wait! Choji
Renji:
" Thank you Choji… I don't even know how to put this into words. Renji lowered his gaze You were my first real friend — the one who believed in me when nobody else did. You've stood by me through every failure, every scar, every fight I thought I'd never get through. You never judged me, never left me behind. You were more than a friend… you were my brother. I don't think I'd be standing here if it weren't for you. Renji bowed his head
" Thank you… for everything."
Choji: Renji ! You! Then a faint smile showed on his face
"Renji… you don't have to thank me, he said slowly as he walked casually to renji .From the moment we met, I knew you were someone worth standing beside. You've pushed me, inspired me, and made me stronger — not just in battle, but as a person. Brothers don't need reasons to have each other's backs; it's just what we do. You've always been there for me too, even when I didn't realize I needed it. So if anything… I should be the one thanking you."
I can't do this choji Renji said with tears rolling down his eyes
"The pressure, the death everything it's to much now I have to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders I can't do this alone ."
It's okay Renji ! .... Choji replied with a calm response who says you should do it alone
You have the pillars, you have me, you have a family, because januza fought a war a thousand years ago alone doesn't mean you should to
Renji smirked you are right I guess that's why you are always here
Well well who else is going to be here for you apart from me choji replied with a calm but funny tone
Go talk to Lily she's your sister and just worried about her big brother
Yeah a calm smile covered Renji's face
Night came early that evening.
The storm had stopped, leaving only the sound of distant traffic and the quiet hum of city lights. Renji stood outside Lily's door, hesitant. His hand hovered near the knob, but he didn't knock.
What could he say?
He'd hurt her — not because she was wrong, but because she was right.
He finally drew in a breath and knocked softly.
No answer.
"Lily," he said, voice low. "I'm sorry."
Still nothing. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead gently against the door. "I shouldn't have said that. I just… the pressure, I can't stand being this weak anymore. Watching everyone else move forward while I'm stuck here, still trying to figure out how I should fight a war of 10 centuries."
He paused, voice cracking slightly. "But that wasn't your fault. You didn't deserve that."
Silence lingered for a few seconds — then, a soft sound from inside. Footsteps.
The door opened slightly, revealing Lily's tear-stained face. She looked tired, her eyes red, but her voice was steady.
"You really are stupid sometimes, Renji."
He blinked. "…Yeah. I know."
She sighed and looked away. "I wasn't trying to make you feel weak. I just… I don't want to see you disappear again. You scared me."
Renji looked down, guilt written all over him. "I'm sorry."
For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then Lily stepped forward, resting her forehead against his chest. "Don't push me away again."
Renji hesitated then wrapped his arms around her. "I won't."
The tension melted slowly, replaced by quiet understanding. The kind that didn't need words. Only the rhythm of breathing, and the faint pulse of mana that connected them both fragile, but real.
From the living room, Choji peeked around the corner, grinning faintly. "Took you long enough," he muttered before returning to his snacks.
Later that night, Renji stood on the balcony, the city lights stretching endlessly below.
Takeda joined him, leaning against the railing.
"Rough day," the older man said.
Renji smirked weakly. " Yeah You could say that."
Takeda didn't press for details he already knew. His gaze remained on the skyline." You are better than this Renji I know this because I trained you you are overwhelmed by pressure and Control but "Control isn't just about power, Renji. It's about knowing when to hold back."
Renji nodded. "I think I finally understand that."
"Good," Takeda said. "Because starting tomorrow, we begin again. No shortcuts."
Renji gave a small smile. "Wouldn't want it any other way."
Takeda turned slightly, studying him for a moment. There was a flicker of pride in his eyes, hidden beneath his calm exterior. Then he walked back inside, leaving Renji alone with the night air.
Renji exhaled deeply, feeling the weight of the day lift just a little.
The path ahead was still long, still uncertain. But for the first time in a while, he felt steady.
The city below glowed softly a world restored, reborn, and waiting.