Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Elder Brother

One day later...

In the master bedroom of the Aozaki household, Masatsuki Aozaki stood comfortably by the bed while Isane Kotetsu shyly helped him dress.

A satisfied smile played on Masatsuki’s lips as he looked at the woman before him.

"Masatsuki, you should hurry and get ready. I heard Aura and Nemu say that today is an important day."

Dressed in a black Shihakushō, Isane’s gaze wavered as she looked at him. She was always so easily flustered, and her bashful demeanor only made Masatsuki more fond of her.

He chuckled softly. "Don’t worry, how could I possibly forget?"

Then, turning his head, he gazed at the tall, rosy-cheeked beauty before him, his eyes brimming with affection. He leaned in slightly and pressed a tender kiss to her lips.

Masatsuki Aozaki could, if he wished, alter his appearance at will—even making himself taller. But he found his current height just right. In fact, he wouldn’t mind if Isane were a little taller; it might even suit her better.

Just then, a clear, youthful voice rang out from outside the door.

"Nii-san..."

The moment she heard it, Isane hastily pushed Masatsuki away, her face flushing a deep shade of red.

"Honestly, you’re a grown woman. Why are you still so shy?"

Masatsuki watched as she buried herself under the covers, her entire face hidden. Shaking his head, he teased with a grin, "Rukia’s already seen everything. What are you so afraid of?"

At that moment, hurried footsteps approached.

A girl dressed in a black Shihakushō with a white Haori draped over her shoulders stepped inside. Her petite frame contrasted sharply with the oversized garment, making her look even more endearing.

Rukia hadn’t become a captain yet. The Haori she wore was merely a plain white robe, devoid of any insignia or rank markings. But Masatsuki had thought the look suited her and had given it to her as a gift.

The Gotei 13 had no rule forbidding ordinary Shinigami from wearing Haori. As long as it wasn’t too ostentatious, anyone could wear one.

For instance, in the 9th Division, Kensei Muguruma had his entire squad don white robes. As long as the Haori didn’t bear the distinctive patterns that signified a captain’s status, no one would care.

Even if the old man Yamamoto saw it, he wouldn’t say a word. These things were trivial matters.

That guy, Kensei, did have a decent sense of style. If only his strength could one day match it.

Rukia’s long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and beneath her deep violet eyes, a faint blush seemed to hint at an unspoken tenderness.

She hurried inside, her gaze landing on Masatsuki, who was still sitting by the bed. Her lips immediately pursed into a pout.

"Rukia, what brings you here?" _{fr\eewebno vel .c(o)m}

Masatsuki smiled at the adorable girl and pulled her into a comforting embrace.

"Nii-sama, have you really forgotten?"

Rukia folded her arms, though her posture carried no real weight of authority.

Hearing the change in her form of address, Masatsuki couldn’t help but chuckle.

It was one thing for "Nii-san" to become "Nii-chan"—the meaning didn’t really change.

But adding "-sama" at the end? That was typically reserved for formal occasions. Privately, it felt a little too distant.

"Nii-sama, if you keep pestering Isane-nee like this every day, doesn’t she ever get to work?"

Rukia smiled teasingly as she glanced at Isane Kotetsu beside her, her tone lighthearted.

"Rukia..."

Isane lowered her head, her face turning red with embarrassment as she mumbled softly.

"Looks like your bottom is itching again. Do you need your sister to take care of it for you?"

Masatsuki Aozaki joked.

"No!"

Rukia tensed up at once, instinctively shrinking her neck as she replied nervously.

After all, she wasn’t a child anymore—she definitely didn’t want to be spanked by her sister like she was back then.

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