Chapter 8

After a period of adjustment.

They finally learned the true name of their Zanpakuto, unleashing all manner of vastly different, powerful abilities.

However.

In Soul Society,

not just anyone possessed a Zanpakuto.

After all,

the "Asauchi" had always been tightly controlled by the great nobility and the Central Forty-Six Chambers.

Ordinary people had no way of coming into contact with one at all.

For an ordinary person,

only by passing the entrance exam to Shino Academy, or paying the heavy price of becoming a slave or servant to a noble, could they obtain an Asauchi.

The vast majority of students surged forward at once to claim their Asauchi.

Only a few people

still remained seated in their seats.

"Aren't you going?"

Urahara asked, puzzled, looking at the man beside him — square-framed glasses, a face wreathed in a gentle smile.

"No need. I already have one."

Aizen smiled lightly, a warmth like a spring breeze.

"That's truly remarkable." Urahara Kisuke sighed with feeling.

Aizen's talent

was even beyond what he had anticipated.

In Soul Society,

not everyone

had their Zanpakuto transformed from an "Asauchi."

There were also those of extraordinary natural gifts

who could give birth to a Zanpakuto from their own Reiryoku on their own.

The "Strongest Shinigami," Old Master Yamamoto's Heavy Strike — his Ryujin Jakka — had not relied on an Asauchi…

"What?"

"A Zanpakuto born with you?"

Yoruichi and Bai Zai also looked over in surprise.

One had to remember,

because they were nobility, their clans had long since assigned them Asauchi, and they already possessed their own Zanpakuto.

But this Aizen

was a product of Rukongai.

It was impossible for him to possess an Asauchi!

"That's right."

Aizen nodded lightly, while his warm smile enveloped the few of them. "Would you like to take a look?"

Saying so,

he drew out a slender, elongated blade.

"Really? Is it alright?"

Urahara's eyes went wide as well.

A Zanpakuto

was a partner intimately tied to one's very being, a matter of life and death!

The abilities of Shikai and Bankai were a person's most private secrets.

Even close friends, lovers, and parents did not know them.

Although

Aizen had not spoken of his Zanpakuto's abilities,

merely being willing to let them view it required tremendous resolve.

At this moment,

staring at the gentle Aizen, Urahara could only sigh, "What a genuinely good person."

"Don't mind it."

"It's just letting you look at the Zanpakuto."

Aizen smiled lightly, the light glinting off his square-framed glasses.

Saying so,

he gripped the hilt,

intending to draw it.

"Never mind."

"I get dizzy around blades."

Kuchiki Senya, reeking of alcohol, shook his head.

"Er—"

Urahara and the others were rendered speechless.

Shinigami.

Can get dizzy from blades?

Are you kidding me!

Kuchiki Senya waved his hand. "Don't you realize I've never actually drawn a blade?"

"I've never touched a blade. I have no interest in them!"

Aizen's hand, mid-draw, froze in the air.

The light glinting off his rectangular glasses hid whatever lay behind them.

Bai Zai's face burned with shame; he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Mortifying!

Big Brother is just too embarrassing!

The eldest Young Master of the Kuchiki clan — and he gets dizzy from blades!

If this got out,

who knows how many people would laugh their heads off!

006: The Truant Bad Child Will Be Punished

However,

although the others looked as though they'd swallowed a fly, none of them said much.

After all,

the eldest Young Master of the Kuchiki clan

naturally didn't need to fight like ordinary people.

Since birth, Kuchiki Senya had never fought with a real blade!

Even his previous training had been done with a scabbard or a wooden sword as a substitute.

"My apologies."

"Perhaps another time."

Urahara smoothed things over.

"It's fine."

Aizen said with a smile, sheathing his blade.

And Kuchiki Senya

was sizing Aizen up as well.

Even after being refused, he remained completely unfazed — not the slightest ripple visible.

One could only say.