Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289 - 289: Becoming Sisters

In the early morning, sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting warmth and brightness across the land.

Hisana rubbed her eyes as she slowly woke from a peaceful dream.

However, it wasn't the rising sun that had stirred her from sleep—it was the steady sounds of shouting coming from outside her window.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

The voice was clear and resolute, brimming with energy and determination.

Pushing open the window, Hisana's gaze fell upon the figure in the courtyard—Rukia.

She was practicing her sword swings with unwavering focus, each movement accompanied by a sharp cry, as if pouring all her strength into every strike.

Hisana sighed softly, a tinge of worry surfacing in her heart.

Ever since Rukia had set her sights on becoming a Shinigami, she had trained with relentless dedication.

Each morning, before the first rays of sunlight could fully illuminate the room, Rukia was already outside, throwing herself into rigorous practice.

Hisana had tried many times to persuade her to rest more, but the answer was always the same:

"Nii-san once told me that training requires perseverance. If you don't have the will to push through, no amount of practice will make a difference."

"Even my brother gained his strength only after years of daily training."

She would always say this, her eyes shining with firm resolve.

Hisana knew that for Rukia, becoming a great Shinigami wasn't just about personal ambition—it was a promise, a tribute to someone she deeply admired.

Watching her sister grow stronger with each passing day, Hisana's feelings became increasingly complicated.

She understood that, in Rukia's heart, that man likely held a place even higher than she did.

The bond they shared, the connection forged through hardship, was something she could never replace.

And yet, even as she felt a faint pang of loss, she was also proud—proud that Rukia was walking her own path, chasing her dream with everything she had.

"Nii-san... Nii-san... With that person by her side, does Rukia really still need me?"

The thought lingered in her mind, bringing a quiet sadness with it.

But she quickly took a deep breath, pushing those emotions aside.

Even if she couldn't guide Rukia in training like he could...

She could still protect her in her own way—by supporting her, standing by her side, and helping her reach her dreams.

...

As she reached for her jacket, Hisana caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Her reflection was radiant, her complexion fair and smooth, carrying a soft glow.

She gently touched her cheek, feeling the warmth of her own skin, an inexplicable sense of joy rising within her.

"Have I... really changed?"

Murmuring to herself, she recalled the words of praise she had heard recently.

Her fingertips brushed over her flushed cheeks, and for a moment, she found herself lost in thought.

Since coming here, everything had changed.

For the first time in her life, she felt an overwhelming sense of warmth.

Family—something she had long been without—had finally embraced her.

Rukia, Nemu Kurotsuchi, and Aura had all witnessed her transformation.

They had seen her go from a quiet, withdrawn woman to someone who now laughed freely, who no longer carried the weight of loneliness in her gaze.

Her once solemn expression had softened.

Her heart had, at last, found peace.

She was no longer the woman burdened by suffering.

As she reminisced on the time she had spent in the Aozaki household, Hisana found herself momentarily dazed.

She was grateful—for the love and warmth she had received from this family.

And she was thankful to fate... for bringing her to him and to these wonderful people.

"Rukia, how long have you been practicing?"

Hisana pushed open the door and saw Rukia diligently training with her sword, sweat beading on her forehead.

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