Because of Ren’s foresight of the future, Rukia Kuchiki had become somewhat psychologically on edge and overly suspicious.
But for her, even the slightest possibility of dragging Ichigo and Ren into trouble was unacceptable.
So she had to face it and she had to face it alone.
With a determined gaze and a heavy expression, Rukia ran.
Ten-plus minutes later, she arrived at her destination, breathing heavily.
But looking at the very familiar house before her, she froze.
“This isn’t…” “Yo, Onion Head.
What brings you here so late?” Ren’s voice came from the rooftop.
Rukia looked up.
The moment she saw Ren clearly, her pupils sharply constricted.
Because she saw that Ren was holding a Reiatsu sword in his hand.
Yes, a sword completely condensed from Reiatsu.
But how was that possible?
Ignoring whether Ren even possessed Reiatsu in the first place, even if he did, how terrifying would his Reiatsu Control have to be to create a fully tangible sword made entirely of Reiatsu?
This was beyond Rukia’s understanding.
Perhaps only those unfathomable captains could achieve something like this…
Rukia thought uncertainly.
She was uncertain because she couldn’t recall any captain doing anything similar to what Ren had just done.
This should have completely defied all logic and the laws of Soul Society.
Before she could dwell on it further, Ren stepped off the rooftop, walking down through the air as if descending a staircase.
This familiar ability confirmed to Rukia that Ren had already acquired and mastered Reiatsu.
Her pupils began to tremble.
She couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Ren, what’s going on with your Reiatsu?” Ren smiled slightly.
“Nothing much.
Just a new ability I awakened.” As he spoke, he waved the Reiatsu sword in his hand.
“Pretty cool, right?” But Rukia didn’t answer.
She just stared at Ren, her mind struggling to recalibrate everything she thought she knew about Reiatsu.
Awakened a new ability?
Reiatsu?
Who is this guy?
How does he make awakening new abilities sound as easy as eating or drinking?
And in the living world, with its low Reishi concentration, how could someone so absurd be born?
Even in Soul Society, I’ve never heard of anyone this ridiculous existing…
Just then, Ichigo’s panting voice came from afar.
“Huh?
Ren, Rukia, what are you two doing together?” Rukia snapped back to reality.
She turned to see Ichigo running toward them.
She blinked once, briefly trying to reorganize her worldview hierarchy, then frowned seriously and said, “Didn’t I tell you to stay home until I got back?” Reaching Rukia’s side, Ichigo took a deep breath to steady himself.
He stared at Ren for a second, as if his brain refused to fully process what he was seeing, then casually rolled his eyes.
“With that kind of reaction from you, it was obvious something was up.
How could I just ignore it?” Then Ichigo noticed the Reiatsu sword in Ren’s hand.
He blinked once, then his eyes lit up.
“Wow, that’s so cool!
Can you teach me?” Ren waved the Reiatsu sword and smiled.
“Of course.” He paused for a moment, as if transitioning the lesson structure from basic to advanced techniques.
“Alright, let’s raise the difficulty a bit.
Besides this, I have some other cool moves.
Want to learn them?” Ichigo nodded eagerly.
“Yes!” “First move: Rasengan!” “Awesome!
I want to learn this!” “Don’t rush.
Second move: Rei Gun!
Phew!” “This one too!
I want to learn this!
I want to learn this!” “And there’s more.
Third move: Susanoo!” Ichigo stared dumbfounded at the massive Reiatsu hand Ren had condensed in front of him.
Ren manipulated the Reiatsu hand while explaining, “This is just the initial form.
My current Reiryoku reserve isn’t enough.” “If I had enough, the complete version of this move would be an infinitely malleable Reiatsu Gundam form.” Ichigo blinked, his mind refusing to accept what he just heard for a moment, then suddenly went completely blank.
Without any hesitation, he bowed deeply to Ren and declared loudly and firmly, “Coach, I want to learn how to pilot a Gundam!” Ren wasn’t surprised.
As expected, no man can resist the temptation of piloting a Gundam.
Rukia, meanwhile, was already dumbfounded.
She felt her worldview collapsing, as if decades of practical experience and understanding of Reiatsu had been for nothing.
Was this still the Reiatsu she knew?
Why did Reiatsu become so malleable in Ren’s hands, like infinitely malleable modeling clay that could be shaped however he wanted?
This made no sense at all.
For her, she could only manipulate Reiatsu further by using the incantation formulas of Kido.
But Ren?
He could do whatever he wanted.
She couldn’t understand it.
She really couldn’t.
Finally, Rukia managed to pull her thoughts back together.
Forcing down the shock within her, she looked at Ren, who had already started an intensely satisfying and unrestrained teaching session, and Ichigo, who was studying seriously.
The corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
This really was one teaching absolute nonsense, and one learning it as truth.
The problem was, sure Ren could teach, but could Ichigo actually learn?
Not everyone was Ren.
One such ridiculously absurd existence in this world was already more than enough.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Rukia interrupted the lively teaching session.
Seeing the unsatisfied expressions on Ren and Ichigo’s faces, Rukia couldn’t help asking, “Ichigo, aren’t you surprised at all?
About Ren having Reiatsu?” Ichigo looked at her in confusion, paused briefly as if verifying whether this was supposed to be surprising, then casually said, “Why would I be surprised over something so trivial?” “Compared to Reiatsu, I think Ren awakening the ability to see the future is way more surprising.” Rukia was taken aback, then felt a sense of relief.
Right.
Compared to seeing the future, awakening Reiatsu really wasn’t that surprising.
Just then, as if remembering something, Ichigo asked, “Speaking of which, I forgot to ask earlier.” “Rukia, did something happen to you?
Not just now, but you looked lost this afternoon too.” “Did Ren see something bad in your future?” Though Ichigo was straightforward, he wasn’t stupid.
On the contrary, he was quite smart and did well in school.
So he had already suspected as much.
At that moment, Ren seemed to sense something.
He looked in a certain direction.
Sha Naqba Imuru was activated.
The next moment, glimpses of an uncertain future appeared in Ren’s mind.
The future flickered slightly, as if the timeline itself had hesitated.
When he saw one particular future scene, Ren’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He murmured to himself, That’s…
Susanoo!?
A Susanoo with a Rasengan in one hand and a Reiatsu sword in the other!?
Damn you, Mr.
Hat-and-Clogs.
You’re stealing my moves!