Bleach: In Soul Society, I just want to retire

Hearing what Yamabuki Ditang said, Batsu'unsai Katori lowered his head with a strange look in his eyes but said nothing.

"Sister, you didn't eat anything just now; eat more!" Kano said.

Batsu'unsai Katori showed a standard gentle smile: "Sister is not hungry; you can eat!"

It's late at night.

Katori sat in front of the candlelight and helped her sister mend her torn clothes. Halfway through, she remembered what Yamabuki Ditang had said to her during the day.

"My eyes...are they murderous?" Katori muttered to himself.

When was the first time you saw blood spurting out?

A long, long time ago, my sister was not yet born, and I was just a child.

She remembered clearly that day; her parents took her to Rukongai to visit a great noble, and when they were coming back, the carriage was attacked by a group of wandering samurai.

Katori closed his eyes gently and recalled his experiences that day.

Her mother held her tremblingly while her father drew his sword and fought against the warriors. Although the warriors were numerous, they were no match for her father, and several of them were killed by her father in an instant. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the scene was extremely tragic.

The mother was so frightened that she closed her eyes and dared not look any further.

Katori was shocked by the beautiful scenery!

It turns out that the sight of blood spurting out of a person's body is so beautiful!

No other flower in the world is even one-tenth as beautiful as this one!

At that moment, Batsu'unsai Katori found his life goal, and he wanted to become a person like his father.

But the reality is very cruel.

Because she is a girl.

They have to learn all kinds of aristocratic rules from a young age. They are told that girls should be gentle and generous and be obedient. What they have to do when they grow up is to take care of their husbands and children. They cannot be rude or speak loudly. They have to learn flower arrangement, calligraphy, and painting.

Batsu'unsai Katori endured everything silently and gradually became the pride of her parents and a role model for young ladies in the eyes of other nobles.

Later, after her repeated requests, her father finally hired a kendo teacher for her. However, after learning for a while, Batsu'unsai Katori thought that kendo was not violent enough and turned to practicing naginata instead.

As she grew older, Katori discovered that her spiritual pressure increased much faster than that of ordinary people, but her parents seemed to care nothing about her talent in this area.

"Girls should just do what girls should do! It's not proper to brandish swords and guns." This is what her father said to her.

Slowly, her desire for blood became stronger and stronger, but the education she received since childhood told her that girls should not carry knives and go to the battlefield to kill people.

Because that is neither gentle nor elegant, and she is not a qualified lady from a noble family.

In this way, the worldview she had established since childhood and her inner desires began to conflict violently.

Thinking of this, Katori stopped her needlework and stared blankly at the candlelight.

Is it possible that I will be a "puppet" for the rest of my life?

You can never be happy if you are bound by these corrupt rules.

A butterfly flapped its wings and landed on the back of Batsu'unsai Katori's hand.

Batsu'unsai Katori looked at the butterfly, suddenly turned his wrist, grabbed the butterfly tightly, crushed it into powder, and then slowly let go!

I'm...almost reaching my limit.

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"Brother Yamabuki, look at what this is!" Chojiro happily showed off the zanpakuto in his hand.

"Huh? You have also become a formal team member?" Yamabuki Ditang was a little surprised.

"Well! My spiritual power is at the fourteenth level, which is enough to join the Gotei 13." Chojiro looked very happy.

From today on, he is no longer the little brother who does odd jobs but officially becomes a member of the Gotei 13.

"Congratulations!" Yamabuki Ditang said calmly, "Don't be proud. This is just the beginning. When your Zanpakutō is released, you will be considered a true god of death!"

Chojiro was even more excited: "Yamabuki Ditang, my battle spirit has already been released!"

"Huh???" Yamabuki Ditang was confused. Oh, this kid seemed to be a genius. He learned Bankai in just one month. Although he couldn't compare to that cheater Kurosaki Ichigo, it was still an unattainable existence for most people.

Everyone who can use Bankai will be recorded in the history of Soul Society.

"Brother Yamabuki, you are so powerful; you must also know the Shikai, right? What is the ability of your Zanpakuto?" Chojiro? asked innocently.

Yamabuki Ditang looked around; this little bastard was talking about something that was not relevant!

What is my Zanpakutō's ability? How do I know?

However, judging from the previous battle, the ability of his Zanpakutō Shikai is most likely related to speed.

"Stop asking around. The ability of my Zanpakuto is a secret. How can I tell you casually?" Yamabuki Ditang said with a guilty look on his face. It would be too embarrassing to tell his little brother that "I haven't awakened my Zanpakuto yet!"!

Chojiro looked like he had learned something: "I see, Brother Yamabuki, would you like to take a look at my abilities?"

"Okay, go to the training ground and wait for me." Yamabuki Ditang said.

After Chojiro left, Yamabuki Ditang knocked his sword in disappointment.

"Can't you just tell me your name? You're acting like you're working for the Secret Service! Are you really happy to see me embarrassed in front of your little brother?" Yamabuki Ditang had a face full of complaints.

Later, he also came to the training ground.

Chojiro smiled and drew out his Zanpakutō: "Brother Yamabuki, be careful. Go through it, Gonryōmaru."

The appearance of the Zanpakuto changed from a samurai sword to a Western-style rapier, and the blade is wrapped in lightning. Although I don't know how powerful it is, it looks really cool.

Yamabuki Ditang said with a sour look on his face, "What nonsense! The battle between the Shinigami is a battle of spiritual pressure. As long as your spiritual pressure is strong enough, even the weakest Zanpakutō can exert great power! On the contrary, if you don't have strong spiritual pressure, even the most powerful Zanpakutō will be useless in your hands. Come on, let me see the power of this sword!"

Chojiro looked at his Zanpakuto with excitement; lightning wrapped around the entire blade, and he rushed towards him fiercely.

Yamabuki Ditang nodded slightly. It seems that after being released, Gonryōmaru not only possesses the power of thunder but can also slightly increase the user's speed.

Facing the Zanpakutō that was stabbing at him, Yamabuki simply stretched out two fingers and gently blocked the opponent's attack.

No matter how hard Chojiro tried, the sword didn't move at all, as if it was cast of steel between Yamabuki Detang's fingers.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Yamabuki Ditang said with a relaxed look, "You are still too young; go back and practice for another ten years."

Why hasn't my Zanpakutō awakened yet? I'm so envious!

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