Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: This Isn’t Stealing Food

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If someone were to ask Masatsuki Aozaki how he felt at this moment—

He would probably describe it as a ghost fire boy who had just met a girl he liked and was eager to walk her home...

But—

Where the hell is my ghost fire?!

"Kirio! What do we do?! This is a disaster! It turned into something weird!"

"...Masatsuki, calm down... Yes, this is indeed a tragic situation."

In utter distress, Masatsuki Aozaki lunged forward, throwing his arms around Kirio Hikifune and burying his face into her ample chest.

"Waaah! Kirio-sama, what kind of cursed place is this?! I can’t cook at all!"

Kirio Hikifune was about to comfort him.

After all, she had been in the same position when she first arrived.

It had taken her a while to figure it out—

The Reishi concentration in the Soul King Palace was far too high, meaning that cooking required the use of Reiatsu to properly balance the process.

But then, her sharp mind quickly caught on.

A sly smirk crept onto her lips as she gently stroked Masatsuki’s hair, chuckling softly.

"Hehehe, Masatsuki... You’re still too inexperienced."

Masatsuki Aozaki looked up at her with teary eyes, his voice full of grievance.

"This is so unfair... Masatsuki is so pitiful. I can’t figure anything out..."

"I’ve created a bunch of unidentifiable monstrosities that instantly kill appetites... I’m beyond saving..."

"Even if you’re trying to help, do you have to say it that bluntly?! That really hurts, you know?!"

Letting out a ghostly wail, Masatsuki clung to Kirio even tighter, his tears barely held back.

Seeing him reduced to such a pitiful mess only made Kirio Hikifune even more pleased with herself.

She could hardly contain her laughter.

Since he can’t even handle the basics of cooking, no matter how talented he is, he’ll have to start from scratch.

Which means... he’ll be staying right by my side for the entire time he’s in the Soul King Palace.

And even better—just the two of us, all alone... A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Kirio Hikifune had already erased a certain someone from her mind.

At this point, her brain was completely focused on the future—already making plans on exactly how to train Masatsuki.

...

Meanwhile, Masatsuki Aozaki—after his initial shock had faded—

Was now being carried along like a large stuffed toy, still leaning helplessly against Kirio as she led him toward her quarters.

What now? I can’t use cooking lessons as an excuse to get closer to Kirio anymore...

He groaned internally.

I was trying to show off... and instead...

The steps were right, so why the hell did it go so wrong?!

Does this mean I actually have to go back to being a student?

Actually... maybe that wasn’t so bad.

The rational part of his brain offered a suggestion.

After all, before Kirio had joined the Soul King Palace, he had taught her quite a lot.

Now that he could no longer be her teacher, maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to let her be his teacher instead.

Of course, he’d have to ask for her approval first—he couldn’t just force her into it.

But...

She’s definitely going to have me wrapped around her finger, huh...

With that thought, Masatsuki Aozaki let out a long, defeated sigh.

Once again, he lamented his own helplessness.

"Alright, alright, Masatsuki, you’ve been busy for so long—you must be tired, right?"

"It’s fine. I’ve already prepared a home-cooked meal in my room. You can eat and rest properly afterward."

"!"

However, the moment they stepped into the entrance hallway—

Both Masatsuki Aozaki and Kirio Hikifune, the owner of the room, immediately sensed something was off.

Someone was here.

They both became aware of it at the same time—along with an abnormally strong Reiatsu.

Whoever it was hadn’t bothered to hide their presence, but the sheer intensity of the Reiatsu fluctuating in the air far surpassed that of a Captain-class Shinigami.

"In the kitchen."

Kirio Hikifune smiled as she spoke.

Indeed, inside her bedroom—there was an actual kitchen hidden away.

Masatsuki Aozaki’s mouth twitched.

Still, he was prepared for this. Without hesitation, he strode toward a sliding paper door.

As he got closer, the smile on his face only grew wider.

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