Yamabuki looked at his Zanpakuto. Why wouldn't this little girl tell him her name? Was there some hidden reason?
"Sasakibe, how do you communicate with your Zanpakuto? Ahem, let me check if your method of communicating with your Zanpakuto is correct?" Yamabuki added a clumsy explanation, but Chōjirō Sasakibe didn't doubt his senior brother at all and said happily, "Last night I tried to communicate with my Zanpakuto, and then Gonryōmaru told me her name! Is it that simple? Is this method wrong? Brother Yamabuki, didn't you communicate this way?"
"Ahem, of course I did. There's nothing wrong with your method. Hmm, your talent is good. Go rest now!" Yamabuki said.
Could it be that he usually didn't connect with this little girl? So she was throwing a tantrum with him? Should he try it tonight? What if it succeeded?
Or was his method of asking for her name wrong? His Zanpakuto was a tsundere white-haired girl. Maybe she had high attack and low defense. Should he try something romantic tonight?
After returning to his room, Yamabuki sat cross-legged, placing his Sword on his lap, and meditated quietly.
This was also a form of cultivation, to reach the state of man and Sword becoming one.
"Are you there? White-haired? Tsundere? Lulu? Twin tails? White stockings? If you're there, squeak!" Yamabuki constantly asked in his mind.
The power of a Zanpakuto is actually the Shinigami's own power, and the Sword Spirit is inherently a part of the Shinigami's body. What Yamabuki didn't understand was why his Sword Spirit was so resistant to him?
"Squeak!" The tsundere voice of the white-haired girl appeared in Yamabuki's mind. You're really honest, you really just "squeaked" once!
"If you're here, that's easy. How about we talk face to face?" Yamabuki asked tentatively.
"There's nothing for us to talk about. You definitely just want to know my name, you pervert!" The Sword Spirit's arrogant voice echoed in Yamabuki's mind.
"Men, huh! Isn't it normal to be a pervert? Especially to yourself?" Yamabuki said with a laugh. As long as she talked to him, he could use his silver tongue to get her name out of the young girl's mouth.
The next second, Yamabuki was pulled into his inner world. The world was transparent, stretching infinitely to the horizon. Only a giant Rubik's Cube spun erratically above his head, and the Sword Spirit sat on the Rubik's Cube, looking coldly at Yamabuki.
"Didn't you call me out to talk about something? You can speak now!" The Sword Spirit sat with her legs wrapped in white silk, looking arrogantly at Yamabuki.
Yamabuki asked with a solemn expression, "Your skirt is so short, are you wearing panties underneath? Won't this sitting posture cause an indecent exposure? And you're sitting so high…"
Before he could finish, the Sword Spirit delivered a kick. Yamabuki, with his Vice Captain-level combat strength, clearly saw that the Sword Spirit was indeed wearing white panties.
"You bastard, did you call me out just to say something like that?" The Sword Spirit rubbed Yamabuki's face fiercely with her white-silk-clad foot.
"Don't be angry! If you reward me this way, my body won't be able to take it. Let's start with the basics, tell me your name?" Yamabuki asked.
The Sword Spirit snorted coldly, then suddenly drew her Military Knife from her waist. The silver-white Military Knife reappeared. "You want to know my name? Alright! Come and please me! If you can satisfy me, it's not impossible for this young lady to tell you her name."
Yamabuki saw an opportunity and quickly drew his Zanpakuto, staring at the Sword Spirit.
"You better be careful! Life and death are decided in this instant!" The Sword Spirit revealed a mocking smile, then lightly swung her Zanpakuto and sheathed it.
"Huh? What are you doing? Aren't you going to come over and fight?" Yamabuki asked curiously.
"Fight? What nonsense are you talking about? You're already dead!" The Sword Spirit pointed her fair hand at Yamabuki's stomach. Yamabuki looked down and saw that his stomach had been cut open at some point, and blood was gushing out.
Yamabuki's pupils instantly constricted to the extreme. When did this happen? Could it be that the moment she drew her Zanpakuto, she inflicted this damage on him? He didn't feel anything at all! As he expected, his Zanpakuto's ability was related to speed.
The intense pain made him clutch his stomach and quickly use Kaido to heal. In the blink of an eye, the wound healed. This time, he gave the Sword Spirit no more chances, directly using Shunpo to close the distance and thrusting his Zanpakuto towards her chest. His swordsmanship maximized its power by utilizing Shunpo's speed, and he had just learned dual-wielding not long ago, doubling his power.
Just as his Zanpakuto touched the Sword Spirit's chest, the Sword Spirit in front of him suddenly vanished, reappearing where he had just been standing.
Cold sweat slowly seeped from Yamabuki's forehead. This speed isn't normal, is it? He wouldn't dare say he was a Shunpo master, but even Shihōin Chika, the fastest Shunpo user in Seireitei right now, couldn't achieve such silent speed.
"So slow! Skinny dog, are you even capable?" The Sword Spirit reached out and lightly patted Yamabuki's shoulder. Yamabuki quickly turned and swung his Zanpakuto, only to miss again.
"Bakudo Number Sixty-One, Six Rod Light Prison!" Yamabuki instantly activated Kido. He had previously learned many practical Kido, but he never expected his first real combat use would be on his own Zanpakuto. Six light blades instantly froze the Sword Spirit, but the Sword Spirit also activated the same Bakudo.
"Six Rod Light Prison!"
Six light blades also froze Yamabuki's body.
"I forgot to tell you, everything you know, I know too." The Sword Spirit used the Military Knife in her hand to shatter the light blades, looking smugly at Yamabuki.
Yamabuki also took the opportunity to break free from the Six Rod Light Prison's restraint. No kidding, he was a Child of Destiny: "Hado Number Eighty-Eight, Flying Dragon Striking Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon!"
"Bakudo Number Eighty-One, Dankū!"
A golden-blue pillar of light slammed into the invisible barrier, causing Soul Power to scatter.
"Oh, right, haven't you always wanted to witness this young lady's ability? Alright, I'll use it once, just once. Whether you can master it is entirely up to you. If you can survive this one strike, I'll tell you my name." The Sword Spirit sheathed her Zanpakuto and assumed a drawing-slash stance.
Yamabuki sneered, "You said it!"
One strike, just one strike. His current strength was already very close to Captain-level. Blocking one strike shouldn't be a problem.
His Zanpakuto could finally be released!
The Sword Spirit offered a charming smile, "Goodbye, my poor master!"
The Zanpakuto was drawn!
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