Chapter 6: Shihōin family's son-in-law??
[[This is a translation so please don't hate me for the developments. I will try to remove shitty brainrot scenes with better ones but it is from a MTL ... so please no bashing in the comments for the plot. I am just a translator after all.]]
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During their clash, Yoruichi's cheeks flushed slightly. Although it wasn't very noticeable due to her skin color, her expression clearly showed extreme excitement.
Then, a subtle cracking sound was heard.
Crack!
Yoruichi's face stiffened, and she instinctively released her scissor hold. Just as she was about to make her next move, Akira gasped and grimaced:
"Don't move!"
"It's broken, call someone!"
The battle of skill had pushed Yoruichi Shihōin into a state of exhilaration, and an unintentional burst of her spiritual pressure and strength caused Akira to be mercilessly crushed. Even though he noticed the anomaly at the last moment and unleashed all his spiritual pressure, it wasn't enough.
Akira's spiritual pressure level was at lv20 of 100 levels, corresponding to the seventeenth rank in spiritual power of 20 ranks. For reference, a standard Shinigami has a spiritual power rank of twenty, vice-captains range from four to five, and captains are above three.
(t/n: additional info is at the end of the chapter if you don't understand. It seems mc's system uses different system of measurement of Spirit Class. just think that og ranking is lower->better system ranking higher->better)
Despite his impressive level among many students, he was no match for Yoruichi Shihōin. When Yoruichi unleashed her spiritual pressure, Akira felt an insurmountable gap, a true chasm. The moment their spiritual pressures clashed, he felt like he was facing a collapsing mountain, an unstoppable landslide that obliterated his resistance.
(t/n: actually canon accurate as its impossible to fight against someone whose spiritual pressure surpasses your own. You wouldn't be able to even move let alone fight. Ichigo is just built different. The powerups he got are most likely his own spiritual pressure slowly unveiling itself.)
Noticing her mistake, Yoruichi awkwardly released Akira Kisaragi's twisted right hand. His entire arm was in an irregular twisted position, with the bones and muscles crushed by the overwhelming spiritual pressure and strength, turning his skin a shocking deep purple.
Akira Kisaragi tried to move his right hand, but it didn't respond at all.
"Little Right, you can't die!"
His exaggerated expression carried a hint of pain, making Yoruichi feel even more guilty, unable to meet Akira Kisaragi's eyes.
Yoruichi seemed to notice her mistake and awkwardly released Akira Kisaragi's twisted right hand. His entire arm was in an irregular twisted position, with the bones and muscles crushed by the overwhelming spiritual pressure and strength, turning his skin a shocking deep purple.
Akira Kisaragi tried to move his right hand, but it didn't respond at all.
"Ah, darn it, my arm is moving!"
(t/n: og version "Little Right, you can't die!" wtf)
His expression carried a hint of pain, making Yoruichi feel even more guilty, unable to meet Akira's eyes.
Ōmaeda Marechiyo appeared in front of Akira, frowning as he carefully examined the twisted right arm. After a while, he sighed in relief.
"It's not severe enough to require amputation."
(t/n: Shawn is that you)
"But the doctors at the Shin'ō Academy won't be able to handle such a serious injury."
Ōmaeda Marechiyo turned to the podium and quickly wrote a certificate, detailing the incident.
"Take this certificate to the Fourth Division's medical facility. Captain Unohana will personally treat you."
"Aizen Sōsuke, accompany him."
Aizen reluctantly nodded.
Yoruichi raised her hand, seemingly wanting to go along as well. But seeing Ōmaeda Marechiyo's pleading look, she pouted and temporarily gave up the idea.
After the two left, Ōmaeda Marechiyo signaled the others to leave the classroom. Soon, only the two of them remained.
He sighed heavily and looked at the unrepentant dark-skinned girl.
"Lady Yoruichi, you promised me you wouldn't mess around."
"This time, that kid was lucky to only break an arm. If you had locked his head, it would have been a big problem."
Yoruichi defended herself, "This isn't messing around, just a thrill of the hunt."
"At the beginning of the fight, that guy's hand-to-hand combat skills were quite average. But as the fight went on…"
The girl frowned, suddenly realizing something terrifying.
If she had focused solely on hand-to-hand combat due to her Zanpakutō, achieving remarkable success, even surpassing many seated officers, then the boy's progress in the recent fight was beyond rapid.
It was like he was cheating.
Every hand-to-hand combat move she used was quickly absorbed and perfected by him.
Such a genius was simply overwhelming the Shihōin family members!
Even captains couldn't compare!
As she pondered in silence, Ōmaeda Marechiyo noticed the unusual atmosphere and cautiously spoke:
"Lady Yoruichi?"
The dark-skinned girl suddenly looked up, her eyes shining:
"Marechiyo, what do you think about bringing this guy into the Shihōin family as a son-in-law?!"
Yoruichi's leap in thinking made Ōmaeda Marechiyo widen his eyes and gasp, feeling a sharp pain between his teeth.
But compared to the toothache, he was more worried.
From the information that Akira Kisaragi often exorcised and blessed female classmates, it was clear that his lecherousness was no less than Captain Kyōraku Shunsui of the Eighth Division, if not more.
If Lady Yoruichi chose to offer herself, he would definitely agree!
Thinking of this, the burly man shivered, as if foreseeing a terrifying future.
After all, the Ōmaeda family was closely tied to the Shihōin family!
On the way to the Fourth Division's barracks, two boys in Shin'ō Academy uniforms walked together. It was a harmonious scene, if you ignored the constant wailing of one of them.
"Sōsuke, do you think my right arm will fully recover?"
"With Captain Unohana's medical skills, it should be fine."
"That's great! Arms are men's dearest companion, even if I die, it can't be harmed!"
(t/n: had change again like wtf is little right)
Aizen sighed helplessly. Shouldn't a normal person be crying out in pain from such a serious injury? Why was this guy so fixated on whether his right arm would recover?
Imagining the scene, even the usually composed Aizen shivered and quickened his pace towards the Fourth Division's barracks.
Due to the vast size of the Seireitei, even at their fastest speed, it took them almost a day to reach the Fourth Division's barracks. After presenting the certificate from Ōmaeda Marechiyo, the guard Shinigami not only let them pass but also assigned someone to guide them.
Soon, they arrived at a clean ward. As Akira Kisaragi stepped inside, a familiar voice echoed in his ears.
[Sign-in conditions met…]
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(t/n: The density of Reiatsu within the Reishi of a given individual determines their Spirit Class (霊威, Reii), ranging from 1 to 20 starting with the densest Reishi and consequently most powerful individuals; Lieutenants of the Gotei 13 are of rank 4 or 5, while Captains are of rank 1, 2, or 3. However, the Reishi comprising the bodies of those with a Spirit Class of rank 3 or higher are too dense to break down and return to the soil of Soul Society after death as the bodies of Souls normally do, and since it would be too risky to leave such strong Reishi remaining indefinitely in Soul Society, the Konsō Reisai ceremony is performed to cast captains who had such Spirit Class at the time of their deaths into Hell.[4] When Kaien Shiba entered the Shin'ō Academy, his Spirit Class was recorded at rank 6, which was comparable in strength to a Lieutenant)
[[This is a translation so please don't hate me for the developments. I will try to remove shitty brainrot scenes with better ones but it is from a MTL ... so please no bashing in the comments for the plot. I am just a translator after all.]]