West District of Rukongai, outskirts.
A tall young woman in a soul reaper uniform, with twin pigtails, was holding her Zanpakuto, panting as she looked at the young man in front of her.
"Hmph~"
Tamura Yao's delicate face was covered in dense beads of sweat; it was clear that Ito Makoto's training had exhausted her.
"Yao, stop and rest for a bit. It's not that easy to communicate with a Zanpakuto!"
Ito Makoto looked at the slender young woman in front of him and advised her.
Tamura Yao bit her red lip lightly, a stubborn look appearing on her fair face.
"Makoto-kun, I can still keep going. Please continue!"
Seeing this, Ito Makoto chuckled and said:
"Then I'm going to get serious now, so be careful!"
And so, Ito Makoto, holding his sword sheath, directly used Shunpo to close the distance, pointing the sheath at Tamura Yao's chest and abdomen. Tamura Yao hastily raised her Asauchi to block.
"Bang!"
Ito Makoto's casual strike with the sword sheath vibrated the Asauchi in Tamura Yao's hand, making her lose her grip.
"So strong! The gap between me and Makoto-kun is actually so vast!"
Tamura Yao hadn't expected Ito Makoto's current offensive rhythm to be completely different from before; just one strike with the sword sheath had disarmed her of her Zanpakuto.
Tamura Yao looked at the bright-eyed young man in front of her, a deep sense of frustration rising in her heart.
"How can such a weak me ever walk alongside Makoto-kun!"
Thinking of this, Tamura Yao gritted her teeth, then rolled over, retrieved the Asauchi that had been knocked away, and picked it up.
"Yah!"
Tamura Yao let out a soft cry and once again fiercely attacked Ito Makoto.
"Yao, are you still not giving up?"
Looking at Tamura Yao, who was rushing towards him full of openings, Ito Makoto merely pointed the sword sheath forward, striking her lower abdomen.
"Ah!"
Tamura Yao cried out in pain, clutching her stomach, and directly knelt on the grass.
Due to the intense pain in her lower abdomen, Tamura Yao opened her mouth wide, tears and saliva flowing onto the ground. Seeing her curled up on the ground, clutching her stomach in agony, Ito Makoto chose to watch impassively.
After all, she herself had begged Ito Makoto to help her with special training so she could master Shikai sooner.
Just as that troublesome noble hunting tournament was still some days away, he used his free time to help her with her cultivation.
However, Ito Makoto didn't know any quick ways to master Shikai; all he knew was fighting.
Therefore, all he could do was have a big battle with Tamura Yao.
Before long, Tamura Yao began to struggle to get up again.
"Makoto-kun, let's… continue!"
Seeing such a stubborn Tamura Yao, Ito Makoto twisted his neck and grinned strangely:
"Yao, I'm starting to like you a little!"
Looking at Tamura Yao, who was staggering and rushing towards him with her Asauchi, Ito Makoto chuckled and merely used two fingers to pinch her blade!
"Such a soft and powerless blade, are you planning to trim my nails with it, Yao?!"
"Clang!"
Ito Makoto lightly flicked the blade with his index finger, and Tamura Yao immediately felt a huge force strike her, sending her flying backward.
Tamura Yao was sent flying by this immense force, rolling several times on the grass. Even the hair tie for her twin pigtails was knocked off, and her dark, beautiful hair scattered.
She appeared very disheveled, yet there was an unusual beauty about her!
"Cough, cough!"
Choked by the dust on the grass, her breathing became somewhat difficult, and she coughed violently.
But soon she got up again, her hair disheveled, and attacked again with her sword.
Ito Makoto remained composed, sitting on the grass. He lifted the sword sheath in his hand and directly sheathed Tamura Yao's Asauchi...
Then, he flicked his finger, striking Tamura Yao's chest, and a soft sensation was transmitted.
Tamura Yao was once again sent flying by this single flick.
"Oh, I underestimated you!"
Feeling the soft touch, Ito Makoto couldn't help but look at Tamura Yao with new respect. He had originally thought she was tall and thin, wrapped in her soul reaper uniform, and assumed there wasn't much to her!
"Slender branches bearing abundant fruit, how rare!"
Tamura Yao, realizing she had been 'touched', had a face flushed with crimson.
"Why are you blushing? Keep attacking!"
Subsequently, Tamura Yao, with a red face, used Shunpo to advance, but was again struck on the wrist by Ito Makoto's sword sheath, causing her blade to slip from her grasp once more.
Tamura Yao was now so exhausted that she was almost at her limit; even the hand holding the sword was trembling uncontrollably, which was why her blade slipped from her grasp with just a light touch from Ito Makoto.
"Let's stop here for today!"
Looking at Tamura Yao, who was drenched in sweat and whose limbs were trembling, Ito Makoto gave a wicked smile.
Then he pushed her into the small stream behind him.
"Plop!"
A moment later, Tamura Yao, completely soaked, emerged from the clear stream. Her soul reaper uniform, wet from the stream, revealed her exquisite body curves, making Ito Makoto swallow hard.
"She really has something there!"
"Let's not try to communicate with the Zanpakuto for now. We need to change our training methods!"
Upon hearing Ito Makoto's words, Tamura Yao's face instantly turned crimson, flushing all the way down to her neck.
"Makoto-kun, but it's the wilderness here…"
"Or perhaps to my chamber…!"
Tamura Yao did not refuse; instead, she actively invited Ito Makoto to her chamber in the Fifth Divsion.
"No need for such trouble!"
"And to the Fifth Divsion? Why don't you suggest we give Aizen a live broadcast?" Ito Makoto furiously complained inwardly.
The Fifth Divsion, in Ito Makoto's mind, was an absolute dragon's den and tiger's lair; he would avoid it if at all possible.
"All apparitions, all phenomena, all gods and saints, turn to dust, Soumetsu!"
Ito Makoto directly released his Zanpakuto, Soumetsu, unleashing the Four Directions Realm.
In an instant, the entire small stream was enveloped by a square, grey-black barrier, making it impossible for the outside world to observe the situation inside the barrier; not even a trace of spiritual pressure could penetrate.
Although the Four Directions Realm was not a barrier specifically used to seal space, as long as Ito Makoto didn't want them to, it would be quite difficult for anyone below Squad Captain level to enter.
Surely, no Squad Captain would conveniently appear here just to interfere with his 'activities', right?
"Is this Makoto-kun's Zanpakuto release? So strong! It's really hard for me to catch up to him!"
Looking at the Four Directions Realm released by Ito Makoto, Tamura Yao had a look of envy, and at the same time, a slight sense of inferiority surged deep within her heart.
"Indeed, the gap between me and a true genius is like a chasm!"
At this moment, Ito Makoto had no mind to care about her thoughts.
"Plop!"
He directly jumped into the small stream, intending to complete the upcoming 'battle' in the clear stream water!
Come to think of it, this was Ito Makoto's first time since transmigrating to the Shinigami world!
"Makoto-kun… please be gentle!"
"I am still a first…"
In the middle of the stream, Tamura Yao was already… and looking at Ito Makoto with tender affection.
Ito Makoto looked at the jade-like… in front of him and rushed over like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.
"Come, let's battle again!"
Note:
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