Chapter 6

Moreover.

There were only a hundred years left before the main storyline began, leaving no time at all for his own cultivation.

With Aizen causing trouble and the Invisible Empire invading, he was at best a captain-level figure, and would most likely collect a boxed lunch...

……

Fortunately.

He could cheat.

Enjoy Life System!

As long as he enjoyed life, he could grow infinitely stronger!

"System!"

【Ding~】

The system's mechanical chime was so pleasant to the ear.

At the same time, a semi-transparent panel floated up before his eyes.

【Host takes a few drinks, spiritual pressure breaks through to level 22.】

【Host gets dead drunk, perfectly masters the first thirty Hadō.】

【Host takes a sunbath, Hand-to-Hand Combat elevated to elite level.】

……

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All manner of things.

All rewards he had received over the past two and a half years.

Now.

His spiritual pressure was level 35.

In Swordsmanship, Hand-to-Hand Combat, Flash Step, and Kidō, he had all achieved remarkable results!

Originally.

After a hundred years of grueling cultivation, his spiritual pressure had only reached level 21, barely touching the edge of captain-level, and he had already been crowned Soul Society's number one genius.

His Swordsmanship, Hand-to-Hand Combat, Flash Step, and Kidō were nothing remarkable—at the very least, there was still a huge gap before true captain-level.

But.

After getting the system.

Just two and a half years of eating, drinking, and having fun, and he had already reached achievements that an ordinary person would struggle to attain even after a thousand years of bitter cultivation!

Cheating.

Truly beyond words.

……

Kuchiki Senya staggered down from the testing platform.

Looking thoroughly drunk and on the verge of collapse.

The students instinctively stepped aside, forming a vacuum around him.

Their expressions reverent.

Whether he was a drunkard or not.

Kuchiki Senya! Without a doubt, was the number one genius among the new students! And the one they looked up to.

"Sigh, he's this strong even when slacking off."

"If he actually trained hard, we wouldn't be able to catch even his shadow in our entire lives..."

Someone said dejectedly.

The others nodded in agreement, watching Kuchiki Senya's retreating back, their hearts filled with helplessness.

Being able to enter Shino Academy.

They were all one-in-a-hundred, genius-level existences.

Each carried their own pride in their hearts.

But.

Today, Kuchiki Senya had thoroughly shattered that pride to pieces.

Truly interpreted for them.

What is a genius?

This is a genius!

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Watching Senya walk over.

Shihoin Yoruichi and Urahara Kisuke both wore extraordinarily complicated expressions—with results like these, he could join the Thirteen Court Guard Squads right now.

If he knew Bankai.

A captain's seat, no question!

In the Seireitei, he would be absolute high command!

Originally.

Kuchiki Senya had already been in a league of his own.

But now.

Kuchiki Senya's overwhelming strength made it so they couldn't even gaze up at his back — he existed on an entirely different plane from them.

"Big brother."

"You're not just drinking and sleeping on the surface, while secretly grinding behind our backs, are you…"

Urahara's expression turned serious.

Yoruichi and Kuchiki Bai Zai at the side also clenched their fists.

Hard work isn't hateful.

What's truly hateful is secretly working hard!

"Hm?"

"Doesn't spiritual pressure just rise on its own after a good night's sleep?"

Kuchiki Senya blinked, an innocent look on his face.

How infuriating!

Is this what they call a genius's passive-aggressive quip?

Yoruichi and the others nearby all had somewhat darkening expressions.

Spiritual pressure just rises from sleeping?

Dream on!

However.

Urahara, on the other hand, looked thoughtful.

As the big brother of the noble circle, Kuchiki Senya's daily movements were no secret.

Over these past few years, he had genuinely and completely slacked off, not cultivating at all.

Now.

Urahara Kisuke was deep in thought.

Could it be that Senya had some unspeakable hardship that forced him to eat, drink, and play around?

Otherwise.

Such a terrifying cultivation progress was just too bizarre.

Or rather.

Two and a half years ago, Kuchiki Senya's spiritual pressure had already reached level 30 and above! For the past two and a half years, he had been hiding his strength all along!

Just as Urahara's mind was in a storm of thoughts.

Kuchiki Senya noticed a gaze sizing him up.

He turned his head to look.

Beneath a maple tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, a refined and easygoing man wearing square-framed glasses stood quietly there.