Even more shamelessly, some directly appealed to the Five Great Noble Houses.
Back and forth, the Kuchiki family's ancestral home unknowingly filled with many freeloaders.
At first, Kuchiki Ginrei couldn't bring himself to turn them away, but the numbers kept growing.
Not only did they eat and drink nonstop, but some even complained about the quality of the food.
When he turned around and saw that the Shijō and Togami families were either closed off or had erected barriers, and the Shiba family had directly moved into the squad barracks, leaving these 'former nobles' who came to their door completely appeased, he instantly regretted it so much his intestines turned green.
After a day's work, he was already exhausted, and now he had to face these freeloaders' harassment at home...
What am I pretending for?!
As he thought this, a loud explosion came from the backyard.
Kuchiki Ginrei frowned and turned his head, "Miki, what was that sound?"
Hearing his voice, a tall, slender elderly man slowly stepped out from the crowd and said gently,
"Master, that should be Young Master Kyoraku practicing Kidō in the backyard."
"Kidō practice?"
Kuchiki Ginrei was first taken aback, then seemed to remember something and asked, "The Central Spiritual Arts Academy should have started classes today, right?"
"How does Shunsui feel?"
Miki Tsukiyomi seemed slightly hesitant, "Master Kyoraku seems a bit troubled."
"But specifically how, I haven't heard."
"I see, thank you."
Kuchiki Ginrei politely thanked him and then headed towards the backyard.
Due to the destruction of their residence during the Seireitei battle, most of their original servants had been dismissed. Fortunately, this Miki family's former steward was willing to work for him in exchange for meals, unlike others who just freeloaded.
It must be said, he was a great help.
Quickly entering the backyard and turning towards the Kidō practice area, he saw Kyoraku Shunsui lying sprawled on the ground, his face covered in black soot.
The practice area in front of him had been blown away by more than half, yet under the fixed Kidō array, it was slowly self-repairing, like a slow-moving swamp.
Seeing Kyoraku Shunsui's disheveled state, Kuchiki Ginrei walked over, somewhat surprised:
"Shunsui? What are you doing?"
"Lord Ginrei, I'm..."
Kyoraku Shunsui's blackened face revealed a row of white teeth, his voice strained as he said,
"Doing... homework."
"Hmm?"
Kuchiki Ginrei looked at him in confusion.
Kyoraku Shunsui struggled to sit up straight, letting out a long breath:
"That guy named Fujimiya Makoto."
"He's a devil!"
"Lord Ginrei!"
Kuchiki Ginrei instinctively widened his eyes, "Fujimiya Makoto? He's teaching you?"
"Yeah."
Kyoraku Shunsui looked dejected, "On the first day of school, that bastard first had all of us students test our Reishi control ability, and for no reason, he divided us into several levels."
"The first level's requirement is to try to master a Number One Kidō."
"It increases from there."
"For someone like me at the fourth level, it's Number Thirty-One."
Kuchiki Ginrei was astonished, "He started teaching Kidō without teaching anything else?"
Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head, denying, "Not exactly, he said it was to test Kidō aptitude or something... Besides that, he also tested aptitude and tendency for Zanjutsu, Hakuda, and Hohō."
"He can test that too?" Kuchiki Ginrei had never heard of such a thing.
Kyoraku Shunsui gave a bitter smile, wiping the soot from his face, revealing his dark eye circles.
"I don't know if he can test it."
"Anyway, everyone got beaten up by him."
"Zanjutsu meant getting hit with a bokken, Hakuda meant getting hit barehanded, and Hohō meant getting hit while running..."
Kuchiki Ginrei listened from the side, his expression becoming somewhat complex, and asked,
"Only those of noble birth were treated this way?"
"Not exactly."
Kyoraku Shunsui mentioned this and seemed to have lingering fears, "Those seated officers who came to the academy for further study were beaten even worse."
"One of them, named Kutsuyashiki Ryūma, was almost beaten to death by him."
"Damn it!"
Kyoraku Shunsui sat on the ground and punched the wall, his panda-eyed face looking mournful:
"That guy must be a pervert, right?!"
Kuchiki Ginrei looked at Kyoraku Shunsui with a hint of pity, but also felt a bit of relief inside.
Fortunately, he didn't participate in any further training.
Otherwise, he would have been humiliated to death.
Kyoraku Shunsui was naturally laid-back, and now, under such constraints, if not for his family's requirements, he would have wanted to skip class.
"Fortunately, there's only one class with him per week."
"Otherwise, life would be unbearable."
Hearing this, Kuchiki Ginrei seemed to remember something and reminded him, "Shunsui, you should adapt as soon as possible."
"As far as I know, the Central Spiritual Arts Academy will soon become a closed-off school."
Kyoraku Shunsui was stunned.
However, before he could ask more, Miki's voice came from outside:
"Master!"
"Lord Togami and Lord Shijō are at the door."
"Coming."
Kuchiki Ginrei called out and then patted Shunsui's shoulder forcefully:
"You must try harder, Shunsui."
Kyoraku Shunsui's eyes instantly widened:
"Huh—?"