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Bab 15: Chapter 15: The Terrifying Sensei Unohana Retsu

Makoto nodded seriously and replied firmly, "Yes, Teacher, I understand. There is no such thing as a truly weak ability, only a weak heart."

Upon hearing this, Unohana's eyes subtly brightened. She inexplicably felt that the young man standing before her was radiating a warm and unwavering light.

'Such a gentle yet resilient heart? No wonder his Zanpakutō ability is related to healing...'

Unohana thought to herself, her gaze toward Senju Makoto growing even softer.

Though their interaction had been brief, Makoto gave Unohana a very different impression from the other Shinigami. He wasn't obsessed with power or combat, nor did he waver because of the strength or weakness of his Zanpakutō's abilities. He valued life, was gentle but resolute, and completely lacked the so-called "bad habits" often associated with so-called "geniuses."

In that moment, Unohana found herself increasingly satisfied with this new disciple. A thought crossed her mind, and she asked, "Makoto, would you mind showing me your Zanpakutō ability? A wood-based, healing Zanpakutō is rare even in the history of the Soul Society."

Makoto's heart tightened slightly upon hearing this, but on the surface, he remained calm as he began to release his Zanpakutō.

"Endless vitality, Shinro Bansho!"

As the release words were spoken, grass sprouted around Makoto, emanating a resilient life force and a vibrant green hue.

Unohana Retsu, her crescent-shaped eyes now slightly open, carefully examined every detail of Senju Makoto's release. She even knelt down and grabbed a blade of grass, pulling on it forcefully.

"Mm?"

Suddenly, Unohana let out a small, puzzled sound.

Contrary to her expectations of fragility, the grass she was pulling didn't budge, even with her slight exertion.

"Quite resilient," Unohana commented.

Makoto's expression stiffened slightly. He hadn't expected Unohana, whose vision was as broad as the skies, to pay such close attention to the resilience of the seemingly ordinary grass.

Even though he had intentionally kept his release in a semi-unleashed state by using an incorrect release phrase, "Shinro Bansho" was still a part of the full release. Makoto couldn't make the grass weak, no matter how hard he tried.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed under Unohana's inquisitive gaze, Senju Makoto scratched his head and awkwardly said, "Teacher, after all, it's just grass... the only noteworthy things are its vitality and resilience."

"Mm."

Unohana gave a noncommittal response before asking, "Makoto, is your Zanpakutō ability just manipulating these grasses to heal others?"

"That's correct."

Makoto nodded and naturally provided the prepared answer.

"To be precise, I can use my spiritual energy to control the growth and extension of these grasses. They then absorb the spiritual particles in the air and channel them to others for healing, replenishing spiritual energy, and vitality."

He paused for a moment, then said helplessly, "But…"

"At this point, it seems that my understanding of the path of Reishi, medical techniques, and the structure of souls and spiritual bodies is still limited. Therefore, these Reishi can only heal minor injuries at the moment. For more serious wounds, I can only stabilize them temporarily."

Unohana Retsu, upon hearing this, stroked her smooth, pale chin, her gaze drifting into thought.

After a brief moment, she considered her words carefully before speaking.

"Makoto, have you ever thought about reversing the flow of Shinro Bansho? Absorb the Reishi and spiritual energy from your enemies? These green grasses possess considerable resilience. With enough of them entangling an opponent, even a Vice Captain-level Shinigami would find it difficult to escape. In this way, Shinro Bansho could potentially become an extraordinarily powerful control ability..."

"Yes, and further..."

Unohana's expression faltered, a mysterious glint flickering in her eyes as she fixed her gaze on Makoto. She murmured, as if pondering deeply.

"If this ability were fully realized... It could absorb unlimited Reishi from the air, replenishing its user's energy and healing wounds, allowing one to continuously fight without ever exhausting themselves..."

As she spoke the final words, a subtle shift occurred in her demeanor, her once gentle features becoming unsettlingly intense. She instinctively licked her lips.

"Gulp"

However, the strange moment was interrupted by the sound of Makoto swallowing nervously, his face now pale with shock.

Unohana froze, an apologetic look crossing her face as she quickly spoke.

"Apologies, Makoto. I suddenly remembered something unpleasant. I didn't frighten you, did I?"

"It's fine, Teacher."

Makoto shook his head, though his slightly ashen face betrayed his discomfort. The unease she noticed caused a small pang of guilt to form in Unohana Retsu's heart, halting her earlier thoughts about Shinro Bansho.

In truth, Makoto had indeed been frightened!

In that moment, he felt as though he had glimpsed a mountain of corpses and an endless sea of blood. The overwhelming bloodlust pierced directly into his very soul.

What was more terrifying was the look Unohana gave him, one that seemed as though she was eyeing an indestructible toy... or perhaps an unbreakable punching bag?

For a moment, Makoto couldn't help but question his choice to join the Fourth Division. It should have been the best choice, given his role in healing, but why... did everything seem so perilously dangerous now?

What terrified him further was that, within such a short time, Unohana had already inferred nearly all of Shinro Bansho's primary abilities, almost as though she had seen through the entire essence of his Zanpakuto's powers.

This woman... she was terrifying!

No wonder she was a Shinigami who had stood tall for a millennium. No wonder she was the "First Kenpachi," standing at the pinnacle of healing and the path of Reishi in Soul Society!

Even Kenpachi Zaraki, another Captain-level Soul Reaper, had only envisioned Makoto himself as a "healer" for the team, someone to restore health. But Unohana Retsu, after a close examination, had already deduced the true potential of Shinro Bansho.

With this in mind, Unohana Retsu, initially intending to offer advice to boost Senju Makoto's confidence and motivation regarding his Zanpakuto's abilities, now noticed his troubled state and, out of kindness, decided to stop discussing Shinro Bansho further. Instead, she smiled and said lightly.

"Makoto, you have the potential to awaken your Bankai. If you truly achieve it, the position of Fourth Division Captain will be yours. And... I will personally teach you the way of the sword. How does that sound?"

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Bab 16: Chapter 16: Department Selection

Senju Makoto felt a jolt in his heart, but quickly brushed it off with an awkward excuse: "I dislike fighting and aim to follow in Unohana Sensei's footsteps forever."

Unohana Retsu, as if nothing had happened, continued to guide Makoto through the courtyard with the tenderness of a mentor and the warmth of an older sister. Together, they shared a quiet breakfast.

It was undeniable—captain-level Shinigami, standing at the pinnacle of the Soul Society, possessed power and status far beyond the comprehension of ordinary souls.

This breakfast was, without a doubt, the most exquisite meal Makoto had experienced since his reincarnation. In comparison, the chaotic, resource-starved streets of Rukongai and the mundane meals of the Shin'ō Academy were utterly unremarkable.

However, throughout the meal, Makoto appeared absentminded, his thoughts drifting elsewhere.

Unohana Retsu noticed his distraction but thought little of it, assuming that her unintentional release of killing intent had left the freshly graduated Makoto shaken.

In truth, Makoto's thoughts revolved around her earlier words, which echoed endlessly in his mind.

Future captain of the Fourth Division?

Makoto, having endured countless empty promises in his past life, was not naive enough to treat such a statement as a binding vow.

They were all seasoned schemers, masked predators preying each other for millennia. Genuine sincerity belonged to fantasy, not reality.

But... the fact that Unohana Retsu offered to personally teach him swordsmanship? That was a different matter altogether.

As Makoto tried to view the situation from Unohana's perspective, a chilling conclusion emerged: "Have I unknowingly become her prey?"

Damn it! Just as I found a place to settle down, she had to deal me such a crushing blow...

Now I'm just a clown in this game.

All Makoto had wanted was to live a quiet, low-profile life in the Seireitei. Yet somehow, he'd caught the eye of someone as dangerous as Unohana Retsu—a threat on par with Aizen Sōsuke.

For reasons unknown, after breakfast, Unohana seemed to notice an unspoken grievance in Makoto's eyes, a subtle yet undeniable trace of resentment.

First, getting mercilessly annihilated time and again in the mental realm. Now, even the real world offers no escape from this torment?

Makoto couldn't help but speculate about her swordsmanship training—it was unlikely to involve warm, supportive guidance. It would more likely be a series of brutal, blood-soaked clashes.

Can we just pretend none of this happened and go our separate ways? Peacefully end this student-mentor relationship while there's still time?

As these despairing thoughts swirled in Makoto's mind, he suddenly felt a delicate touch lift his chin.

Startled, he looked up to see Unohana Retsu's slender, porcelain fingers gently tilting his face upward.

For a moment, her refined, beautiful features were mere inches away, so close that Makoto could clearly discern the warmth and concern in her eyes.

Makoto's pupils dilated, and his face instantly flushed pink.

Too... too close!

He could even feel the soft warmth of her breath and a faint, soothing fragrance.

The mature and intellectual charm emanating from Unohana was overwhelming, leaving Senju Makoto momentarily stunned.

In both his past and present lives, this was the first time Makoto had been so close to a woman. The proximity scrambled his instincts, leaving him flustered.

"Te... Teacher... You're... too close..."

"Haha!"

In response, Unohana let out a soft laugh. With a gentle tap of her finger on Makoto's forehead, she pushed him back slightly, then smiled gracefully.

"Makoto, reacting so strongly to either killing intent or a woman's closeness is far from acceptable."

"I'm sorry, Teacher."

At that moment, all Makoto could do was admit defeat. What else could he say?

Still smiling, Unohana continued, "I was initially uncertain about which department to assign you to, but now I've decided."

"Huh? A department?" Makoto asked, slightly surprised.

Within the Gotei 13, the number of members varied greatly depending on each Division's responsibilities. For instance, the Fourth Division, tasked with medical care, had just over 300 members due to the scarcity of newcomers.

Meanwhile, the Thirteenth Division, responsible for purifying Hollows in the World of the Living, had thousands of members stationed across various cities. Most were deployed long-term, leaving only a few in the Seireitei itself.

Consequently, aside from the standard captain, vice-captain, and seated officer roles, each squad had distinct internal management systems. In the Fourth Division, members were divided into specialized departments, handling both combat-related injuries and routine medical care.

Makoto had assumed he'd spend some time studying healing and medical techniques under Unohana's guidance before being assigned anywhere. Yet, Unohana was already preparing to assign him to a department, allowing him direct contact with patients.

This was precisely what Makoto had been hoping for. His gaze toward Unohana now carried a hint of undisguised eagerness.

From a purely logical standpoint, Makoto's Zanpakutō ability seemed best suited for the surgery department, given its exceptional effectiveness in treating the common injuries resulting from Shinigami training or sparring.

In fact, this was why Makoto had never concealed the capabilities of his Zanpakutō,

Shinro Bansho—its unparalleled advantage in handling minor wounds was evident.

Finally, a legitimate opportunity to plant the seeds of my ambitions has arrived!

As this thought filled Makoto with joy, Unohana's gentle voice broke through his excitement.

"First, Makoto, your Zanpakutō's wide-area healing ability and lack of combat experience mean you'll be listed under the Combat Support Department. In emergencies requiring the Fourth Division's intervention, you'll accompany me or Seinosuke to provide assistance. Is that acceptable?"

"Yes, I will follow your orders, Teacher," Makoto replied obediently, his tone full of deference. This was precisely what he had anticipated and aligned perfectly with his plans.

However, after a brief pause, Unohana added with a warm smile, "In addition, the department where you'll conduct your regular consultations... hmm, let's assign you to gynecology."

Gy... gynecology?!

Hearing this, Makoto froze as if struck by lightning. His carefully maintained composure crumbled as he stared at Unohana in disbelief. One thought dominated his mind:

How am I supposed to plant seeds like this?!

What kind of bloodied injuries could I possibly treat in gynecology?

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