"Huh!?"
"Captain Kyoraku, what's going on!?"
Aizen Sōsuke looked at Kyoraku Shunsui, clearly confused.
Because Unohana Retsu had started practicing kendo, no one could get close to the Fourth Division... But that didn't seem to make any sense.
Which Shinigami doesn't practice kendo!?
"Just listen to me," Kyoraku Shunsui said, shaking his head. He didn't want to explain more and acted like this topic was forbidden.
When he realized Unohana Retsu wasn't around, he went to the Fourth Division on purpose.
Unohana Retsu greeted him herself. Her smile was kind, but she always held her sword, which gave off a cold feeling.
It felt like a dangerous force from the past had returned.
Inside the Sixth Division's barracks, Abarai Renji leaned against the window, arms crossed. He already knew Rukia Kuchiki wasn't pregnant.
"Rukia, that Nanaya really causes trouble," Renji said with a mix of frustration and amazement. "In just one week, he almost shook up the entire Seireitei."
Rukia Kuchiki's eyes twitched.
Because in the last week, she had also faced two crazy captains.
If Byakuya Kuchiki hadn't stopped him, Sui-Feng—with her red eyes—would have caught Rukia and made her pay.
"Do you think there'll be more trouble?"
Rukia asked, uncertain. She felt like Nanaya wasn't done yet.
"No more trouble will come," Renji said confidently with a smile. "Now all the captains are ready. If Nanaya or Yoruichi shows up, they'll catch him right away."
Rukia's heart sank. She bit her lower lip.
"Nana, I'm sorry..." she whispered.
She felt Nana must be having a hard time right now.
Not only hiding inside the Seireitei, but maybe also hurt.
And she blamed herself for all of it.
What Rukia didn't know was that Nana was actually living like a princess at this moment, enjoying a life of comfort and forgetting about home.
Seireitei, Fourth Division barracks.
Nana was practicing with a wooden sword, bare from the waist up. She held the sword's hilt with both hands and swung it easily.
"ABU!"
An invisible slash of sword energy flew out.
Though the sword was wooden, the energy cut a scarecrow ten meters away in half instantly.
Next to her, Unohana Retsu's face became even softer and gentler, like calm water.
She looked at Nana with kind eyes.
"The 5,700th sword technique…"
She came closer and wiped Nana's sweat with a towel, then gently placed her hand on Nana's arm.
"Kaidō!"
A green spiritual energy spread from her hand.
Nana sighed softly, feeling her arm relax and the tiredness vanish.
"Thank you, Sister Hua Lielie!"
Looking at the gentle woman beside her, Nana felt her heart warm.
How could such a kind woman exist in the world?
She couldn't help but think: Shihouin Yoruichi, why can't you be more like her!?
After her little complaint, Nana looked at the scarecrow in the distance and smiled.
She felt much stronger now.
In the past week, she had learned over 5,000 sword techniques.
And under Unohana Retsu's guidance, she quickly combined all those kendo moves, improving her skills by leaps and bounds.
Every day, Unohana Retsu asked how she was feeling.
Not only did she wipe Nana's sweat, she even gave massages.
Thanks to that, Nana woke up feeling energetic every day.
Unohana's eyes softened as she wiped Nana's forehead with a towel.
"It's okay. There are still 3,000 sword techniques I've mastered that you haven't learned yet. Take your time. I believe you'll master them soon."
Nana nodded.
Learning kendo also improved her overall strength.
Kendo involved many ways to use force, control spiritual power, and move with balance—it was basically different ways to fight.
After thinking it over, Nana swung her wooden sword and looked at Unohana.
"Sister Hua Lie, have you heard anything about the thing I asked you to find out? After learning kendo, I want to master a soul-slaying sword technique too."
Unohana smiled.
"I asked Kyoraku Shunsui about it. He told me how humans become Shinigami."
As she spoke, Unohana Retsu walked toward a nearby room.
Watching her graceful back, Nana stretched and looked at the sky, feeling moved.
"It takes a mature big sister to truly care for someone!"
Here's your text rewritten for clearer and simpler English, keeping the Bleach story intact:
At the start of the story, Unohana Retsu always seemed so gentle—she was like the kind, friendly big sister captain who took care of new Shinigami.
Shihouin Yoruichi, you've been outdone.
Soon, Unohana Retsu returned, holding an old Zan Soul Sword in her hand. She handed it to Qiye and said:
"This sword is sealed right now. But if you merge your spiritual power with it, you can awaken your own Zan Soul Sword after months or years."
"Really? Thank you!"
Qiye took the Zan Soul Sword, surprised. He hadn't expected to get one so easily.
"Then let's start training with the Zan Soul Sword!"
Unohana smiled softly and showed Qiye a new sword technique.
"It's over. We're finished. The Fourth Division is done for..."
Kotetsu Isane stared at the two in the training yard with tired eyes.
In just one week, she had witnessed the start of a "couple."
The captain, who usually seemed gentle but kept people at a distance, actually got very close to Tadashi.
They said they were practicing kendo—but the captain even gave massages as part of the training.
At first, Zaraki Kenpachi was learning kendo from the captain-general and nearly got beaten to death—his whole body felt like it was burning.
Seeing the happy scene now, Kotetsu Isane almost lost hope.
"It's over. The captain is completely changed. Instead of staying strong, he's turned into a soft, sickly girl like Sui-Feng."
Time passed, and another week went by.
"I can't find him. I've looked everywhere!"
In the Thirteenth Division, Kyoraku Shunsui leaned back in his chair, complaining to his old friend Jūshirō Ukitake.
"The Seireitei isn't that big. Where could he possibly run to!?"
All the captains had searched everywhere together. They looked all over Seireitei but didn't find a trace.
Those who knew said he was hiding. Others thought he didn't even exist.
Jūshirō sipped his tea and smiled.
"Maybe he's just scared and hiding somewhere. That's fine for now."
Kyoraku shook his head.
"He's smart enough to stay hidden. But it's a shame we get scolded by the old man every day."
Jūshirō poured him some tea.
"Don't worry. We'll find him in time."
Kyoraku sighed and drank the tea.
"I don't think it's that simple. Why would he hide and let Rukia Kuchiki catch the Seireitei's biggest threat?"
Jūshirō laughed quietly.
"When all the captains are watching, what else can he do but hide?"
Kyoraku thought about it and realized it made sense.
Just then, as they were drinking tea—
"Boom!!!"
A deafening roar echoed through Seireitei.
Two sword energies streaked across the sky—one red, one blue—cutting through the air with a sharp "swish."
The clouds and birds flying by were split apart.
"Puff!"
Kyoraku spat out his tea in shock.
Pointing to the two sword energies far on the horizon, he took a deep breath.
"It's happening... something's wrong!"
Jūshirō stood up quickly, knocking over the tea set but not caring.
He stared at the blue sword energy in the sky with wide eyes.
"That sword energy... it's familiar. Could it be... Captain Unohana Retsu!?"
As two old disciples of Yamamoto, they had both seen Unohana Retsu fight before.
Back then, she was captain of the Eleventh Division and known as the First Generation Kenpachi.
Kyoraku's mouth twitched.
"I was wrong about Unohana Retsu starting kendo again."
"Since a certain day hundreds of years ago, she should have stopped practicing kendo."
"Who's living in this world to make her angry again?"
The two exchanged serious looks.
Without hesitation, they drew their Soul-Slaying Swords and rushed at full speed toward the Fourth Division.
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