Rumble!!
Crushed rocks tumbled down one after another, kicking up a massive cloud of dust.
Masatsuki Aozaki, lightning crackling around his feet, lightly pushed off the ground, dodging a lightning-coated hand strike. He chuckled,
"So, these are the 'stronger moves' you were talking about?"
Yoruichi Shihōin, standing before him, suddenly lowered her head.
Seeing her shoulders tremble slightly, Masatsuki Aozaki thought, Uh... don't tell me she's actually mad?
Just as he was about to offer some half-hearted words of comfort, Yoruichi abruptly lifted her head, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"You've improved fast, kid—but I'm not giving up. Today, I'm going to make sure you understand just how strong your captain really is!"
Guess I was overthinking it... Masatsuki Aozaki sighed inwardly before saying, "I already picked up that hand strike of yours. Got anything else?"
Yoruichi immediately clenched her fists.
"Don't get cocky. Palm Thunder is just a little trick I use for trimming hedges. I haven't even shown you my real trump card yet."
She developed a technique just for gardening? What happened to all the Shihōin servants?
Masatsuki Aozaki clearly didn't believe her.
Even stubbornness should have its limits.
Shaking his head, he smirked. "A trump card, huh? Then hurry up and show me. I'd love to learn it."
Yoruichi hesitated for a moment before shaking her head.
Masatsuki Aozaki exaggerated a dramatic sigh. "Holding back on me? That hurts, you know." He grinned shamelessly.
He knew Yoruichi wouldn't hesitate during a fight.
He was certain she had no hidden techniques—just a lot of pride.
Crossing her arms, Yoruichi huffed, "I haven't fully mastered it yet. I don't want to accidentally hurt you. You should be grateful. If I were you, I'd just surrender."
Her serious expression made Masatsuki Aozaki pause.
For a moment, he wasn't sure if she was bluffing.
"You really have a trump card? Then hurry up and show me." He narrowed his eyes.
"Or... do you not believe in my strength?"
"Relax. As long as you don't cheat and unleash your full Reiatsu, I can block anything you throw at me."
He sounded absolutely confident.
If Yoruichi truly had a powerful technique, he wanted to see it for himself.
...And that's when he realized he had walked straight into a trap.
Yoruichi's gaze flickered mischievously, a sly smile creeping onto her lips. She hesitated—just a little—before saying,
"But... but this move is really powerful. I haven't completely mastered it yet."
Masatsuki Aozaki stepped forward, full of momentum. "I've beaten a captain already. What's there to be afraid of?"
Yoruichi's eyes lit up. "Then let's make a bet."
Masatsuki was mid-boast about his future dominance over Soul Society when her words caught him off guard.
"What kind of bet?"
"The wager is simple—our sparring sessions will last until the end of the holiday."
"Hm... ten days. That's my limit."
Masatsuki Aozaki hesitated, but after thinking it through, he realized he wasn't exactly at a disadvantage.
"Also, if I win, I get to make two requests."
"Deal," Yoruichi agreed without a second thought.
Masatsuki Aozaki froze.
Wait... did I just get played?
Yoruichi Shihōin continued, "Just so we're clear—once you agree, there's no backing out."
"Of course," Masatsuki Aozaki nodded. "A man's word is final."
Though he hardly considered himself a man of honor, he had no intention of going back on the deal. fr.eew eb novel..com
Yoruichi flashed a smug grin. "Before we start, a little warning—when I go all out with this move, I can level a small hill."
Masatsuki Aozaki was stunned.
In an instant, he sensed the shift in Yoruichi's aura.
She wasn't joking—she fully intended to take him down.
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