A week has passed since the battle at Shuangji Hill.

There was no problem with Ichigo's injuries two days ago. Although Unohana told him that he still needs to rest, but in a place like Squadron 11, there is no such thing as rest.

This place has the strongest martial arts atmosphere in Seireitei. A beautiful day starts with morning classes. Most of the team members will gather in the martial arts training ground, and then...

Bang! Listening to the familiar sound of windows breaking, all the members of Team 11 present silently lowered their heads and secretly prayed in their hearts that the next name called would not be theirs.

"Very good, next one!"

As the host of the morning class, Madarame stood quietly in the center of the venue holding a wooden sword, waiting for the next challenger to appear. Unfortunately, no one responded to him.

"I said, what are you doing!" Yi Jiao glanced at the guys who were bowing their heads and pretending to be dead, and said disdainfully: "No one dares to come up, they are a bunch of trash!"

This guy is so arrogant! The corners of Ichigo's eyes twitched, and the last words were actually meant for him, right? Absolutely, the bald man had already looked at him three times!

"Just let me come!"

Ichigo put the wooden sword on his shoulder and decided to kill Ikkaku's majesty.

When Ikkaku saw Ichigo standing up, he was also very happy. He was obviously the first person to meet him, but he had not yet had a good fight with such a strong guy. It would be really hard to let Ichigo go back like this.

What a pity.

"You've suddenly become bolder, Ichigo. I won't be soft on you just because you're recovering from a serious illness."

"Both each other, and I won't be lenient just because you are a third-person!"

"Okay! I don't know who kidnapped a cat and ran away from me!" Ikkaku roared and rushed towards Ichigo with a wooden sword. Ichigo was not to be outdone and faced him with a sword: "I told you, it was that cat

I don’t want to leave, you bastard!”

No one released their spiritual pressure, and the two simply competed with each other in swordsmanship, but they were evenly matched. In fact, they had no swordsmanship at all, they were just chopping.

But just this made the surrounding team members come alive instantly, firstly because they were not the ones facing Madarame, and secondly because such an evenly matched and exciting duel was not common in Team 11. A simple chop wouldn't be exciting? How could it be possible?

I know that with such a chop, few people in the team can catch it.

This guy is not bad! Ikkaku and Ichigo secretly admired each other in their hearts. Just when they were about to swing the second sword, the closed door was suddenly kicked open, and the slightly hoarse voice was a little weak: "Morning..."

"Good morning, captain!"

Zaragi didn't look at the team members who bowed to him in unison. His eyes were immediately attracted to the two people in the center of the field. To be precise, Madarame didn't have much appeal either. The one who really attracted him was Ichigo.

"No, you recovered so quickly, Ichigo. Are your wounds healed?"

"Fortunately, thanks to you, I'm fine." Ichigo said and gave Zaragi a thumbs up, indicating that he was completely fine.

Something seemed to pass before his eyes, and with a thud, Ichigo found that the wooden sword in his hand was only a lone handle. Zaraki opposite him suddenly became energetic.

"Really, that would be great..."

Become the person he is most familiar with...

"This way I can fight you without any scruples!"

As expected, things turned out like this. No matter what Zaragi shouted behind him, the only thought in Ichigo's mind was to run. Even if he won once, he didn't want to fight Zaragi again.

Just as he jumped out of the window, a hand silently grabbed his collar, without even feeling it, and Ichigo was put on the ground.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Tie, Mr. Diezuka?" Hongjiang was obviously smiling, but Ichigo still had a vague premonition in his heart. Seeing Yoruichi behind him with a look of compassion, this premonition became even stronger.

"You're welcome. In fact, I should have come over to thank you in person. Not only because Urahara and I are good friends, but also..." Hongjiang chuckled, his tone obviously unchanged, but Ichigo felt a cold feeling on his back:

"Yorichi is my fiancée, and I have been taking care of you these days."

Thanks for taking care of him? How could he take care of Ye Yiyi? Strictly speaking, it would only cause trouble, right? For example, grabbing the other person's tail while sleeping...

"I don't have anything good, I only have some attainments in the ghost realm. I hope I can help you."

Ichigo subconsciously stepped back, and a long knife full of gaps was suddenly placed on his head, causing him to subconsciously raise his hands and never dare to move again.

"This is my opponent, Die Zhong."

"Count me in more? You know, I'm good at teaching young people."

Are you teaching that? Ye Yi covered her forehead helplessly, bullying the small with the big and bullying the small with the big. Is this petty guy completely shameless?

"That's too boring."

"How about we divide it into two halves?" Hongjiang suggested. Zaragi thought for a moment, then curled his lips and said, "I'll do the first half."

"Deal." Hongjiang snapped his fingers and patted Ichigo's shoulder with his right hand: "You will become a strong man, Ichigo!"

"No!!!"

Jointly hosted by two generations of Kenpachi, the most luxurious morning class in the history of the 11th Division took place just like this. However, hearing the shrill and desperate screams from inside the door, even Madarame tightened his clothes subconsciously.

clothes.

Could it be that this is the price of becoming a strong person?

On the other side, Inoue and others who also live in the 11th Division have no idea what kind of suffering Ichigo is going through at the moment. They are preparing to leave the Seireitei tomorrow.

"Because I'm not very good at dyeing the pattern on the chest, I had to use lace to make the lace, and then use the remaining fabric to make small decorations on the hem. What do you think, Inoue?"

Ino looked at her newly made clothes by Ishida. She had never tried such a style before, but...

"Okay, so cute!"

"Really, seriously?" Different from the confident expression he had just introduced, Ishida looked a little in disbelief at this moment, but overall, it could be seen that he was very happy to be affirmed.

"You are very talented in women's clothing, Ishida." Chadari on the side affirmed Ishida's talent, and then raised his own vest that Ishida added creatively to look at it. At least it is better than his talent in men's clothing...

"And what I have prepared for Miss Kuchiki is the style of dress that she loves to wear."

"It's so cute." Inoue looked at the dress in his hand, and suddenly remembered that they had never seen Rukia these days, "When are we going to meet Kuchiki-san?"

"Ichigo said that we can all go together after morning classes are over." Sadatari replied, and after thinking about it, he said to himself: "But it should have been over long ago."
Chapter completed!