Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169 - 169: Fate

"That's not what I meant. I want to teach him Shunkō."

Yoruichi Shihōin furrowed her brow slightly, then leaned in, rubbing her nose against Masatsuki Aozaki's.

"Has he reached Third-Class Spiritual Power?"

Masatsuki paused for a moment, clearly caught off guard by the question.

"Not yet, but he's close," Yoruichi replied casually.

"He's barely over a hundred, and he's already about to reach Third-Class? That's ridiculously fast."

"That's what you call exceptional talent. Having the bloodline of one of the Five Noble Clans is truly enviable," Masatsuki mused.

After all, reaching the level of a top-tier Lieutenant in just over a century was an astonishing feat. Even in the talent-rich Gotei 13, such a prodigy was a once-in-a-century rarity.

However, even for those born into the Five Noble Clans, reaching the level of a Captain required not just their prestigious lineage but also extraordinary talent and relentless effort.

"You shouldn't be the one saying things like that—it'll make others feel inferior."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yoruichi sat up straight and swiftly pressed a soft kiss against Masatsuki's cheek.

"I plan to pass down the position of family head to him once he masters Shunkō."

Masatsuki was momentarily stunned as he fully grasped the weight of Yoruichi's words. A warm feeling surged in his chest, and he couldn't help but pull her into a tight embrace.

...

That night, Yoruichi clung to Masatsuki like a sleepy koala, wrapped around his broad, firm chest without setting foot on the ground.

Her eyes remained shut, caught between sleep and wakefulness, but her grip on him never loosened. Her peaceful expression was almost unbearably adorable.

Every so often, she would murmur something about wanting to give him children right away, as if she were afraid of falling behind her "sisters" and losing her place.

Listening to her, Masatsuki could only shake his head helplessly, feeling a faint ripple of emotion stir within him.

Still, Yoruichi's sudden desire to have children left him with mixed feelings.

The truth was, he wasn't ready for something like that.

The world was still filled with countless dangers, and even if he managed to fully merge with the Hōgyoku, there was no guarantee of absolute safety. No one could predict what the future would bring.

The timing simply wasn't right.

Most of the time, when he claimed to be "contributing to Soul Society," it was really just an excuse to slack off.

...

As dawn broke and the first light tinged the sky, Masatsuki carefully handed Yoruichi over to Suì-Fēng, who had come looking for her.

When Suì-Fēng saw Yoruichi's peaceful, sleeping face, her eyes widened in shock—her mouth even started to water.

Masatsuki couldn't resist teasing the flustered and blushing Suì-Fēng before heading back to his room. Once inside, he retrieved the unfinished Hōgyoku.

Compared to a decade ago, the gemstone had finally begun to reveal its true potential, radiating an intense blue-black glow that made its extraordinary nature unmistakable.

Without hesitation, Masatsuki grasped the Hōgyoku in one hand and Banshō Senran in the other, then began his meditation training.

Although the Hōgyoku was still incomplete and incapable of facilitating evolution, it was more than sufficient as an aid for refining Reiatsu.

With its help, he had advanced from Third-Class Spiritual Power to Second-Class in just a few years.

For others, like Shunsui Kyōraku, reaching Second-Class had taken centuries.

Even a genius like Aizen had spent two to three decades reaching that level.

But everyone had long accepted that Masatsuki's monstrous talent was an anomaly. His terrifying rate of advancement no longer shocked them—it had become something they had simply grown numb to.

After half a day of intense training, the once-bright milky white glow on Banshō Senran's blade gradually dimmed.

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