Chapter 28: Human-Shaped Mine Detector

[[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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From the moment they stepped into the 32nd District, Akira's [Spidey sense] began to frantically warn him of danger from all directions.

It felt as if the next step would plunge them into the abyss of death.

Unlike the kendo duel with Unohana where her danger came from pure killing intent, an instinctual desire for combat.

But the danger in the 32nd District was more like a mix of malice and killing intent, along with a disregard for life.

Although unable to detect the exact location of the opponent's spiritual pressure.

Akira was very clear that the owner of the malice might be silently observing them from some corner.

Therefore, he dared not make any unusual.Everything proceeded as usual. Until they smoothly left the 32nd District, the instinctual warning of danger disappeared, and the tense nerves gradually calmed down.

"The smell of death…"

Aizen frowned slightly, trying to recall all the anomalies in the area.

He was aware of Akira's inexplicable intuition.

So he did not doubt the truth of these words.

But no matter how he recalled, he couldn't find any clues.

"Well, don't worry too much."

Akira laughed carelessly, "Just let Teacher Kaede and the others worry about it."

"We just need to hand over the murderer's Zanpakutō and report the situation truthfully, then it has nothing to do with us."

"And we can get a nice reward."

"Tonight's tofu dish is on me!"

Aizen nodded almost imperceptibly.

Although Akira's words made sense.

But for some reason, ever since hearing those words, he had an uncomfortable feeling.

With his current level of spiritual pressure, to avoid detection would require at least a captain-level individual, right?

Was a captain-level figure involved in this incident?

What role did the rogue Shinigami play in all this?

What was the truth of the matter?

Aizen's eyelids drooped slightly, the flames of curiosity burning fiercely in his deliberately concealed pupils.

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Shin'ō Academy, Instrructor's office

Kaede Runya stared at the Zanpakutō with distinct personal characteristics placed on the table, lost in thought.

How long has it been?

Less than a day to clear up the incident and kill the murderer.

This kid's current strength is no less than that of a seated officer, right?

Thinking of this, Kaede Runya squinted slightly, beginning to scrutinize Akira, who was sitting lazily in another teacher's seat.

Can't see through him!

Completely can't see through him anymore!

"This is your reward."

Kaede Runya quickly took out a stack of bills and placed them on the table: "As for the information you mentioned about the possible greater danger in East Rukongai District 32, I will report it truthfully to the Captain-Commander."

"After this, it has nothing to do with you."

Akira took the money and left gracefully, dragging along Aizen who was deep in thought.

However, just as they were about to leave, Aizen stopped, turned back, and said seriously:"If possible, try to let a captain investigate this matter."

Kaede Runya was stunned, a look of confusion on his face, but when he saw Aizen's serious expression, he couldn't help but nod.

Although he didn't know much about the student Aizen Sōsuke, being able to play with Akira was a skill in itself.

"I'd better hurry and report to the Captain-Commander."

Kaede Runya picked up the Zanpakutō on the table and hurried out of the office.

…

Night.

Akira finally got to eat the special tofu dish at the Jingling cafeteria.

Although Aizen seemed a bit distracted while eating, he didn't eat any less.

Tofu was one of his favorite ingredients.

It had a fresh aroma, smooth texture, and delicate taste.

As long as the chef's skill wasn't too bad, it was hard to make tofu dishes taste bad.

Moreover, the chefs at the Shin'ō Academy's cafeteria were quite skilled.

After dinner, the two returned to their temporary dormitory just in time.

The reconstruction of the Jingling male dormitory would take some time, so they had to stay in the temporary dormitory set up by the 12th Division.

To be fair, the quality of the temporary dormitory was quite good.

The only downside was that it was a bit cramped.

Of course, since Akira's dormitory only had two people, it wasn't a problem.

Other temporary dormitories housed four people.

There was even an unlucky dormitory with six people crammed in.

"Full and satisfied, life is good."

Akira lay on the bed like a salted fish, a look of contentment on his face.

Compared to the days of struggling to survive in the Sakahone District, his current life was like being in paradise.

Of course, it would be even better if he could rest on a lap pillow.

Back in the shrine, after a meal, he would lie on Nanao's lap pillow, quietly enjoying the massage.

Whether it was the strength, touch, or technique, it was all top-notch.

Glancing at the lounging Akira, Aizen didn't pay much attention and returned to his bed to start his spiritual pressure training.

Supporting a strong curiosity requires powerful strength.

No matter how good the talent, without diligent training, it would eventually fade into mediocrity.

Although he wasn't sure about Akira's talent, judging by his performance during this period, it was definitely not inferior to his own.

If he continued to progress at this rate, it wouldn't be long before he surpassed him.

Thinking of this, Aizen felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.

"Everyone's working hard, a little competition is good."

Noticing Aizen's actions, Akira sat up and sighed helplessly.

Being friends with someone like Aizen had its downsides.

When he was studying or training, if you were playing around, you would feel a heavy sense of guilt. When guilt set in, you couldn't eat or sleep well, it was a mental torture.

Fortunately—

His current talent wasn't bad either, not quite photographic memory, but he had a bit of insight. 　　Adjusting his posture, Akira prepared to start training as

. 　　"Reishi affinity, let's see your limits!"

When he fully released his spiritual pressure, an unexpected event occurred.

The spiritual particles in the air flowed in irregular trajectories, gradually gathering, and a faint white light appeared in the dormitory, reflecting the colorful fabrics around.

Aizen slowly opened his eyes and sighed helplessly.

He knew this incident wasn't as simple as it seemed.

Akira was like a human-shaped mine detector, wherever he went, unexpected things were bound to happen.

Akira also noticed the anomaly, and when he saw the changes in the dormitory, his eyes widened.

The white light was hazy, the spiritual particles gathered, gradually forming a clear, simple white figure. 　　

Is this a mosaic come to life?

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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.]]