Capítulo 36: Chapter 36: "Why is it you again?"
[[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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"What do you plan to do with this bell?"
After giving Akira a light scare, Aizen took out the bell he had handed over earlier.
The bell no longer had its original brass color. Black patterns, like tree branches, entwined around the bell, ending with a single black eye in the center.
Seeing Aizen return to his usual serious demeanor, Akira coughed lightly and continued the conversation:
"Of course, I'll return it to Captain Azashiro."
"Why would I keep it with me?"
"Revival is definitely out of the question. They've been dead for decades, if not centuries. Even the Soul King…"
"Well, He probably could do it."
Akira suddenly remembered that the god worshipped in the Reverse Bone Shrine was of the same origin as the Soul King.
"When Captain Azashiro's subordinates arrive, I'll have them hand it over." He waved his hand nonchalantly.
Aizen nodded, having no other thoughts on the matter.
The power maintaining the current state of the deceased within the bell came from the local shrine in the Sakahone District.
With his current knowledge and abilities, he couldn't yet analyze the essence of this power.
However, based on the current situation, he speculated that it might be closely related to the Soul King's ability to create the three realms.
The Soul King, a truly distant name.
Textbooks had mentioned the Soul King's power more than once, stating that with the assistance of the founders of the five great noble families, he single-handedly created the Soul Society, the World of the Living, and Hueco Mundo.
According to records, after accomplishing all this, the Soul King retreated to the Soul King's Palace, silently watching over the development of the three realms.
However.
After getting to know Akira, Aizen gradually began to doubt this narrative.
According to this guy, the One-Eyed God worshipped in the Sakahone Shrine was the Soul King's right arm, also known as Mimihagi.
How could the high and mighty Soul King be connected to a local shrine in Rukongai?
Could there be some unknown secret?
Is the Soul King really as exalted as they say?
Aizen looked up at the sky, the cool breeze brushing against him, a faint chill seeping into his heart. A crescent moon hung high among the hazy clouds, faintly visible…
In the following days, Akira's life returned to its usual calm.
He roamed around the Shin'ō Academy like a wild horse off its reins.
While normal students followed a routine of dormitory, cafeteria, and classroom, Akira wove a web of countless points. Anywhere people could be found, he might appear, and even in places where people usually wouldn't be, he created conditions to be there.
Because the abandoned execution ground didn't trigger a location sign-in, Akira felt increasingly regretful, as if he had lost billions.
Although the Azashiro family's property was a supplement, he still felt a significant loss.
So, he began trying to trigger potential location sign-ins within the Shin'ō Academy.
Although the hope was slim, it was better than nothing.
Unfortunately, the only response he got was the daily sign-in.
Candied fruit, tea eggs, Yamamoto Shigekuni's exclusive beard comb, calligraphy works…
The first two were barely acceptable, at least they tasted good.
But what did he need a beard comb for? He was still a teenager!
Even more frustrating was when he received the calligraphy work and found the handwriting strangely familiar.
After comparing it with his own homework, he confirmed it was Aizen's handwriting.
Akira was furious. Did he lack Aizen's calligraphy works? With enough tofu dishes, he could exploit this guy to complete his homework diligently.
In this aspect, even capitalists could learn from him!
On the third day after the execution ground ritual, the person Sōya mentioned arrived at the Shin'ō Academy.
It was a familiar face.
The steward of the Kuchiki family, Ginjiro Shirogane!
"Why is it you again?"
Akira was surprised, "Is this the legendary 'one meal, two eats'?!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Ginjiro felt his blood pressure rising, almost surpassing his spiritual pressure.
This kid's mouth was getting more and more damaging.
Last time he knew to cover it up a bit, but this time he didn't even bother, directly mocking him.
He really didn't put people in his eyes!
"Captain Azashiro entrusted me with this task."
Ginjiro suppressed his anger with great difficulty, maintaining his professional demeanor in front of the young man.
"Regarding the transfer of the Azashiro family's property, you just need to sign your name on this paper."
"I'll handle the rest."
Akira didn't doubt him, casually signing his name.
To be fair.
Under Aizen's influence, his calligraphy skills were subtly improving, at least no longer looking like he was drawing talismans.
Seeing the nearly illegible handwriting, Ginjiro's mouth twitched.
He considered asking the kid to write it again, but fearing he might say something even more outrageous, he quickly abandoned the idea.
"Since the handover is complete, I'll take my leave."
Ginjiro stood up abruptly, "As for the Azashiro family mansion, it's been abandoned for years, so if you need to live there, please find someone to clean it first."
"The exact location is in the northwest of the sixth district, number 6072."
Akira nodded.
The abandonment of the Azashiro family mansion was understandable, as Azashiro Sōya didn't want to face past memories.
And the nobles, terrified by his slaughter, didn't dare covet the Azashiro family's property.
Now it all benefited him, a good deed rewarded.
After handing over the bell to Ginjiro, he left in a hurry.
Seeing this, Akira couldn't help but feel regretful. Such a dedicated person, not even staying for a cup of tea.
What a pity, it was the only low-quality tea he got from sign-in.
"It's time for class."
Aizen, sitting at the desk, suddenly put away his book, "This class is Kidō, still taught by Tessai."
"He's the least likely to get sick."
Akira nodded in agreement.
Tessai was as strong as an ox, capable of killing a Gillian with one punch. Kidō was somewhat redundant for him.
It's worth mentioning that his current stats were extremely skewed.
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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.]]
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