Chapter 7: Let's make some money together!
[[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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[Location Sign-In: Unohana Retsu's Exclusive Ward]
[Gained 1000 Swordsmanship Points, Swordsmanship Level Up, Current Level: lv20]
[Gained Exclusive Trait: Miracle Healer]
[Miracle Healer: Exceptional medical skills, capable of restoring life. Believes that as long as there's a breath left, there's hope. Healing effectiveness increased by 100%!]
A pleasant surprise!
Akira Kisaragi's eyes lit up, momentarily forgetting the excruciating pain in his right hand. He had thought only important places like the Shin'ō Academy would meet the sign-in conditions, but it turned out that an exclusive ward could also fulfill them.
Kaidō.
As a branch of Kidō, it might not have offensive power, but it was indispensable in the field of logistics. The Fourth Division was the largest division in the Gotei-13!
Unlike Akira, who was staring at the black-haired woman in front of him with an extremely offensive gaze, Aizen instinctively tensed up upon noticing her presence, subconsciously restraining his immense spiritual pressure.
The pure white and wide captain's haori embroidered with the number "4" fell gracefully, and her thick black hair, braided into a plait, hung in front, covering her impressive figure. Her delicate and beautiful face bore a gentle and kind smile, giving off a natural sense of warmth.
From the respectful and admiring gazes of the nearby guard Shinigami and Fourth Division members, it was clear how high her status was within the Fourth Division.
Captain of the Fourth Division, Unohana Retsu.
However, in Aizen's eyes, it was a different scene altogether.
A heavy sea of blood seemed to press down, an extreme coldness pervaded the surroundings, and an endless killing intent seeped into every pore, reaching deep into his organs.
It was chilling!
The beautiful and gentle face was instinctively ignored, as if the person sitting there wasn't the most beloved Captain Unohana, but a ferocious demon returning from the depths of hell!
Was this the true weight of a Gotei-13 captain?
Aizen had never encountered other captains before; Unohana Retsu was the first captain he had seen since arriving in the Seireitei. Any slight contempt he might have had was completely dispelled at this moment.
If all the captains were like Unohana Retsu, perhaps the Seireitei wasn't as boring as he had imagined.
Suppressing his thoughts, he supported Akira Kisaragi and walked up to Unohana Retsu.
Two strange boys in blue and white Shin'ō Academy uniforms.
One had a lecherous gaze, while the other was wary of everything around him.
How peculiar.
It seemed they lacked the slightest bit of respect.
"Please come closer, student."
Unohana Retsu's voice was gentle, "Your injury can't be delayed any longer."
Hearing the reminder, Akira Kisaragi snapped back to reality and immediately sat down opposite her, lifting his completely numb right hand and placing it on Unohana Retsu's lap.
Due to the sitting position, this was the most convenient place for Akira Kisaragi to reach.
Unohana Retsu was slightly taken aback but didn't mind too much. Adhering to her professional ethics, she carefully examined his right hand and began the healing process.
She extended her fair hands, her fingers gently moving, and a green healing light blossomed at her fingertips. The intense spiritual pressure acted on the deep purple skin.
A tingling sensation grew deep within the bones, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds as the twisted bones returned to their original positions.
To Unohana Retsu's surprise, Akira Kisaragi didn't utter a single cry of pain during the treatment, behaving as if nothing had happened.
As the current captain of the Fourth Division, known for her unparalleled Kaidō skills, she had treated countless injured and sick individuals, many of whom had strong wills.
But encountering someone like Akira Kisaragi, who was both lecherous and strong-willed, was a first.
Even Aizen was surprised, scrutinizing Akira Kisaragi as if seeing him for the first time.
"Well, well, no need to look at me with such admiration, Sōsuke."
Akira Kisaragi grinned, "As a man, a mere injury is nothing!"
"Even if the pain were ten times worse, I wouldn't flinch…"
Before he could finish his sentence, his face twisted in agony, his features contorting to the extreme.
"Ah, sorry, I forgot to mention."
A gentle voice sounded in their ears as Unohana Retsu smiled, "To correct the broken bones, they need to be shattered and then reassembled. This way, there won't be any aftereffects."
Looking at the gentle face so close, Akira Kisaragi had a clear understanding of what a devil's smile was.
The treatment process didn't last long. As the healing light faded, Akira Kisaragi clearly felt his right hand regaining its former vitality.
"The subsequent treatment will require the assistance of medication."
Unohana Retsu instructed a team member to bring some ointment and explained its usage and frequency in detail.
"In addition, the treatment cost is 1,200 kan."
"Would you like to pay now or on credit?"
Akira Kisaragi's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, unable to comprehend how such a lovely mouth could utter such harsh words.
"I never said the treatment was free."
Unohana Retsu said with a gentle smile.
"Akira, this was mentioned in class before." Aizen sighed, "Except for injuries sustained during missions, all other injuries and illnesses require payment for treatment."
"Weren't you paying attention?"
Akira Kisaragi's face fell.
He had no interest in anything other than Zanjutsu, Hakuda, and Kidō. Most of the time, he spent his classes daydreaming or napping.
But why should he, the victim, have to pay for the treatment?
"Sōsuke, we're friends, right?"
Akira Kisaragi's eyes darted around, "Can you…"
Before he could finish, Aizen cut him off with a light remark.
"No, I don't have any money."
As a fellow commoner, Akira Kisaragi, despite being the head priest of the Sakahone Shrine, hadn't saved much money. Aizen, on the other hand, had even less.
Strictly speaking, Aizen had no particular desire for money. Otherwise, with his abilities, he could easily achieve financial freedom.
Seeing Aizen abandon him, Akira Kisaragi had no choice but to opt for credit, promising that if he couldn't repay the debt before joining a squad, he would join the Fourth Division and start as a low-ranking member.
Outside the barracks, Akira crossed his arms and furrowed his brows.
This incident made him realize the importance of money.
With this in mind, Akira Kisaragi suddenly looked up:
"Sōsuke…"
"Let's make some money together!"
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[[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.]]