Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451: Chapter 451: Just Give It a Try

"Oops, sorry—guess I stacked too many buffs on myself and forgot to turn them off."

Masatsuki Aozaki scratched his head, an apologetic smile tugging at his lips.

Seeing the terrified expression on the girl’s face, he understood he’d gone a little overboard this time.

That said, he hadn’t done it on purpose.

Over the years, he’d become a little too invested in exploring the applications of Creation Force—and in his enthusiasm to craft a dish on par with the legendary chefs of Tōtsuki Academy, he had accidentally given himself an absurdly powerful buff.

Concept infusion—that was one of the many uses of Creation Force.

He usually activated it freely at home, and everyone enjoyed the effects, so he simply forgot to disable it.

"Just give me a sec—I’ll turn it off now."

Masatsuki said with a smile, then looked up at the ceiling as if his mind had momentarily gone blank—completely spaced out.

After a few seconds, he slowly lowered his gaze and turned his attention back to the girl.

He picked up the bowl he had used earlier, carefully scooped out a spoonful of the colorful porridge, gently blew on it, and offered it to her with care.

But the girl didn’t accept it.

She leaned back slightly, her face full of resistance and unease, her body language clearly saying, "I’d rather die than eat that again."

Masatsuki let out a quiet sigh and muttered to himself,

"Turning down my cooking, huh? You have any idea how many people in Seireitei would kill for a taste of something like this?"

As Seireitei’s one and only Special-Class Chef, Masatsuki Aozaki had absolute confidence in his culinary skills.

But hearing Nozomi Kujō flat-out reject the meal he’d so painstakingly prepared—it was a personal blow to his culinary pride.

He was convinced: just one bite would be enough for her to fall in love with the dish.

So, Masatsuki pressed on.

"Trust me. It’s totally safe now—just try a bite."

Nozomi Kujō shook her head firmly and said with conviction,

"Absolutely not. Who in their right mind would eat something that weird!?"

But Masatsuki didn’t give up.

"Come on. You won’t know if it’s weird unless you give it a try."

"No way... mm—it’s good."

Nozomi was still trying to resist.

But before she could say more, Masatsuki suddenly moved, slipping the spoon into her mouth before she could stop him.

Caught off guard, she chewed instinctively, then swallowed.

The move was a little aggressive—but the taste really was incredible. Once it was in her mouth, there was no way she could resist.

More importantly, the strange sensation she had earlier—that uncontrollable power surging inside her—had vanished without a trace.

When Masatsuki Aozaki saw Nozomi Kujō swallow the food without incident, he asked excitedly,

"Well? I told you I wasn’t lying. Now you can get dressed without worrying about what happened earlier."

Nozomi Kujō gave a small nod, acknowledging the taste was indeed good.

But her eyes narrowed with suspicion as she looked at Masatsuki, and she asked curiously,

"It tasted fine... but how did you manage to control something that strange...?"

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Masatsuki’s face—drawing closer and closer.

The man wore a gentle smile and continued feeding her with care. Everything he did seemed thoughtful, free of malice.

Yet Nozomi’s large eyes narrowed slightly as she slowly reached toward the katana placed nearby.

Something felt off.

Nozomi Kujō wasn’t so naïve.

She clearly remembered—she had never had any kind of contact with this man before.

So why was he being so nice to her, when this was practically their first meeting?

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