MTL - I Bound Aizen-Chapter 12

Chapter 16 Are you sleepy now?

Stepping on the moonlight, Yu Mikami walked halfway across Seireitei and returned to Mao's dormitory.

After showing the team's guide to the doorman, the doorman opened the door for him without hesitation.

Putting away the guide, Yu Mikami couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The taste of power is so sweet.

In the past, when he went to Liuhun Street to play, and when he passed the gate control time in the middle of the night, he would sneak back over the wall, how could he be so swaggering?

With a villainous smile, Mikami wandered into the dormitory and walked to his own room.

When he was approaching the door, he showed a surprised expression.

Aizen was wearing ordinary linen clothes and was walking from the other side of the corridor.

Seeing Yu Mikami, Aizen was also taken aback for a moment.

Not enough Immediately afterwards, he said: "It's a coincidence, I went to the toilet, and I just met you when you came back."

"Is the training of the captain very hard, why did you come back at this time?"

Mikami Yu roughly talked about what happened that night.

After hearing Yu Mikami's "adventure", Aizen couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

As expected of Yu Mikami, going to a team to study can cause trouble.

When it comes to team study, Aizen is really curious about what the lord, who is known as the strongest **** of death in the millennium, will teach Yu Mikami.

Although curious, he would not ask.

A **** of death, how much ability he has in his hands is the capital of his life, and he must not tell others easily.

Even if he and Yu Mikami were friends, there was no reason to casually inquire about what he had learned.

Thinking of this, Aizen prepared to go back to the dormitory.

However, before lifting his foot, Mikami Yuu said:

"By the way, Soyousuke, are you sleepy now? If not, let me tell you what old man Yamamoto told me."

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Aizen turned his head and looked at Yu Mikami in astonishment.

"What's the matter, are you sleepy? Why don't we talk about it tomorrow." Mikami Yu said.

Lan Ran frowned and said, "It's not a question of being sleepy or not... Mikami, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Although I don't know what the chief commander taught you, but those are precious resources."

"Mastering skills that other gods of death don't know will allow you to progress faster and gain more resources and opportunities."

"These are all your capital, how can you tell others casually?"

Hearing this, Mikami Yu showed a thoughtful expression.

"Indeed, what you have learned from the captain should not be taught casually to others."

Aizen nodded and was about to leave.

But Mikami Yu said again: "However, which of the two of us is with the other, is it considered 'others'?"

Aizen was slightly taken aback.

Before he could say anything, Mikami Yu had already turned around and said, "Let's go, find a place, it's easy to disturb people here, and you have to hide from the dormitory... Just go to the dojo, there is no one there at night."

Looking at Mikami Yu who had already left on his own, Aizen was a little surprised at first, then a little confused, and finally shook his head slightly.

Yu Mikami... this guy, I really don't understand him.

He showed a helpless smile, and followed.

...

…

In the dojo, Mikami Yu told Aizen everything that Yamamoto told him today.

Hearing Yamamoto's improved sword Zen, Aizen showed a thoughtful expression.

After more than a minute, he nodded and said: "As expected of the captain of the Goutei 13th team, this set of sword Zen is not only helpful for awakening Zanpakuto, but more importantly, it is familiar with the method of using spiritual pressure to control one's emotions .”

"Mikami, you need to practice this trick more, even if it's not for Zanpakuto, it will be very helpful to your future battles!"

Mikami Yuu clicked his tongue: "How did you learn Teacher Cang's tricks, just like an old woman."

Aizen: "..."

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yu Mikami.

Then, Yu Mikami said mysteriously: "Compared to Dao Zen, old man Yamamoto also taught me a fighting skill."

He recounted to Aizen verbatim what Yamamoto told him, the technique of using sword pressure.

After listening, Aizen touched his chin.

"Use the Zanpakuto to change the spiritual pressure attribute to 'cut'."

"For Reapers who haven't awakened Zanpakuto, or Zanpakuto's ability is not combat type, it is really useful, and it is more powerful than simply throwing out Reiatsu."

"I didn't expect that the man with the strongest Zanpakuto of the Zanpaku of the Zanpaku of the Zanpaku of the Soul Realm would specialize in such moves. It's really surprising."

Seeing Aizen muttering to himself, Mikami Yuu waved his hand.

"Don't think about old man Yamamoto, how about it, Soyousuke, do you think you can learn this trick within a week?"

Lan Ran opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to say that she doesn't have that kind of talent.

However, when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered the picture of Yu Mikami unreservedly sharing what he had just learned with him.

After a few seconds of silence, he chuckled.

Under Mikami Yu's expectant gaze, Aizen spoke slowly.

"A week? Not that long."

"One day is enough."

Seeing the confident look in Aizen's eyes, Mikami Yuu smiled.

Sure enough, with the blue dye card plugged in, the learning tasks given by Yamamoto are nothing to be afraid of at all.

If he is allowed to learn sword pressure by himself, although he can probably learn it in a week, it will take a lot of hard work.

For at least four or five days, he will completely lose his free time after school.

And now... just repeat what Yamamoto said to Aizen, and wait for the synchronization.

Mikami Yu couldn't help being moved.

The combination of myself and Aizen is really overflowing with genius.

And Aizen, seeing Mikami Yu's sincere smile, also raised the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, just as I thought, Mikami Yu, even if he heard such a shocking speech from himself, he would not be the slightest bit surprised.

If there is no accident, this guy should have learned to use sword pressure.

Did you teach yourself these things because you were afraid that you wouldn't be able to keep up with his growing strength?

Since you are so confident, don't be intimidated by being overtaken by then.

Looking at Yu Mikami, Aizen suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, didn't you want to learn how to hide your own strength level before?"

"Just now I have time, I will teach you."

At the kendo dojo at night, two young students taught each other skills that even professional death gods would shy away from.

In the afternoon of the next day, Mikami Yu received a system prompt to learn sword pressure.

After simulating it in his mind for a while, he found a place where no one was around, pulled out the waist paddle, and swiped it casually.

A blue half-moon-shaped spiritual pressure flew out from the tip of the knife, and blasted on the mound not far away, exploding a cloud of smoke and dust.

Feeling the intensity of the sword's pressure, Yu Mikami couldn't help but be speechless.

As expected of Soyousuke, it took only one day to perfect the moves to such an extent, it is really insane.

However, although he could directly synchronize various abilities from Aizen, Yu Mikami did not delay his daily training.

Even, in order to better digest this hard-won strength, he trained with a higher intensity than before.

Because he practiced too hard for half a day, Mikami woke up in a daze because of his sore arm in the middle of the night.

Sitting up slowly, he stretched his waist and found that it was still dark, so he was about to lie down again.

However, just as he was about to lie down, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with Aizen's bed...

Chapter 17 I will avenge you

Turning over and getting out of bed, Yu Mikami came to Aizen's bed.

Looking at the boy lying on the bed, he frowned slightly.

His intuition told him that there was something wrong with the person lying on the bed.

After looking around and making sure that the other two roommates were sleeping, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched the person on the bed.

Sure enough, with a wave of spirit particles, his fingertips directly entered the inside of "Aizen".

This is a dummy made out of ghosts.

Changing to an ordinary Reaper, even if his strength surpassed the current Aizen, he might not be able to notice the problem.

However, Yu Mikami was too familiar with Aizen, and he could feel a slight change in spiritual pressure that was not quite right on the latter.

After confirming that it wasn't Aizen lying on the bed, Yu Mikami went out for a walk, trying to find Aizen's Reiatsu.

It turned out that there was no trace of the latter in the entire Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art.

"That fellow Soyousuke...what are you doing leaving school at this time?"

Mikami Yu looked puzzled.

Thinking of the plot in the original work of Grim Reaper, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Lying back on the bed, Mikami Yu didn't fall asleep directly, but half-closed his eyes, reviewing what he learned from Yamamoto in his mind.

Until the sky was about to light up, a familiar spiritual pressure suddenly appeared within his perception.

Aizen's spiritual pressure had been deliberately hidden. If Yu Mikami hadn't been concentrating on it all the time, he might have ignored this little trace.

He slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, a light footstep entered the room.

Aizen stood at the door, and after making sure that the three roommates were still sleeping, she went back to her bed and lay down instead of Ghost Dao's double.

This time, Mikami Yu was completely sure.

Last night, when I came back from the first team, Aizen came back wearing civilian clothes, and it was the same as today, because of some reason, he didn't return at night.

What did he do?

Yu Mikami frowned and fell asleep.

...

…

The next day, Aizen went to school with Yu Mikami as usual as if nothing had happened.

Mikami Yu was no different from usual, still looking lazy.

Seinosuke Yamada was holding a thick medical book in his arms, forgetting to eat and sleep while reading it, even when he was eating at noon, he would eat while reading it, as if he would not raise his head even if the world was ending.