Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 572 Squad Duties

On the way back, Yoruichi put her hands behind her head, looked up at the sky, and her golden eyes became more profound, quite unlike her playful smile at the Kuchiki family mansion.

"That old man, he's really got a good plan."

"Honestly, I thought there would be some real fun, but I ended up getting dragged into it." Yuko wasn't surprised by Yoru's two-faced behavior, but she was annoyed that she had come out looking for fun, only to find herself the one who ended up being the one who got the fun instead.

Yoruichi turned her head, a slight smile playing on her lips: "What do you mean by 'sacrificing yourself'? If you really married Byakuya, that would be 'sacrificing yourself'."

"hehe."

Yuko had gotten used to Yoruichi's unreliability.

Yoruichi put her hands behind her head and continued walking forward: "That old man is worried, isn't he? Worried that after he retires, no one in the Kuchiki family will be able to hold up the family."

"Is it really that serious?"

"Of course not. Byakuya's potential is beyond doubt. He definitely has the ability to become a captain-level, but he just needs some time to grow." Yoruichi said with a smile. "It's just that the Kuchiki family, as the head of the four noble families, has always been a role model for other Shinigami. The Kuchiki family values ​​their noble status and honor more than anyone else."

"Therefore, the Kuchiki family does not allow the slightest mistake or stain."

Yuko asked in confusion, "Hmm? The Kuchiki family is the head of the four noble families? Isn't your family one?"

"...No, it's really strange. I didn't care about this kind of title, but why does it feel a little uncomfortable when you say it?" Yoru paused for a moment, then looked at Yuko with a resentful expression.

"That only shows that Yoruichi is not mature enough. No wonder you only know how to tease children."

Yoruichi's lips twitched as she defended herself, "I... I did that so that Byakuya's childhood would be more fulfilling, and that he wouldn't be crushed by the false honors of those nobles."

"Speaking of which, it seems like I just made this up to appease Byakuya, right?"

Yoruichi retorted without hesitation, "Nonsense! That's exactly what I thought!"

"……Fine."

Yuko was too lazy to argue with her.

After walking a few more steps, Yoruichi seemed to have thought of something and chuckled, "A novice Shinigami who has only been training for a month at most is actually going to teach the next head of the Kuchiki family. I almost died laughing at that moment."

Yu Zi rolled her eyes at her: "What next one? Doesn't she already have a father?"

"Kushiki Sojun..." Yoruichi looked up at the sky, then gently shook his head.

"What? This one really isn't good enough?"

It's unbelievable. The father is the captain, the son has captain-level potential, but the one in between is not good enough.

"It's not impossible. Kuchiki Sojun is more than qualified to be the vice-captain. However, in the Kuchiki family, if he can't be the captain, then he can't uphold the honor of the Kuchiki family."

"Moreover, Kuchiki Sōjun's health has always been poor. If we make him the captain, he might die from overwork one day."

Yu Zi casually replied, "Then why don't you just be a hands-off manager like you?"

"Leave all the matters within the squad to your vice-captain."

Ye Yi instantly exploded: "Who said I was a hands-off manager! Don't talk nonsense with your eyes wide open!"

"I'm very busy every day, you just don't see it!"

Yuko squinted: "Busy? Busy going to the Kuchiki family to tease the kids?"

"It's all because of you, woman, who suddenly appeared in my house out of nowhere!" Yoruichi continued, still fuming. "If you don't believe me, ask him yourself tomorrow! It's been so long since I've been to the Kuchiki family's house!"

Yuko was silent for a moment: "So... you were just lying at home, right?"

"That's to keep an eye on you, you restless weirdo!" Yoruichi said, her temper flaring. "Besides, our Second Division doesn't have that many problems to begin with."

Upon hearing this, Yuko suddenly remembered something and asked, "Speaking of which, I don't think I've ever looked into what the other squads do?"

"The Fourth Division is a medical and support division, so what about the other divisions?"

Yoruichi looked at Ikuko with a helpless expression: "What... have you been doing this past month?"

"How about I have the Captain-Commander send you to the Shinigami Academy to learn from scratch?"

"Spiritual Arts Academy?"

"It is an educational institution set up for both nobles and commoners. Even if you come from Rukongai, as long as you have the potential to pass the exam, you can get into the school."

"Including the sword-wielding and demon-walking techniques, the internship in the squad after graduation, and the soul burial in the present world, etc.," Yoruichi recounted.

Yuko was shocked: "You guys actually have such advanced schools?"

Yoruichi: "..."

She's really curious about where you're from; she sees this place as if it were the countryside.

Every now and then they'd say something like, "It's so hot, there's no air conditioning, no TV, no cell phone," or something like that.

Yoruichi wisely changed the subject: "You've been to the First Division too. It's the headquarters of the Gotei 13, responsible for command and strategic decision-making."

"Strategic decision-making? Is it just empty talk?"

"In a way...yes." Talking about Shinigami and Quincy would probably make Yuuko's head spin. This idiot has been in a strange place for a month and doesn't even know how to actively gather information. How did he survive before?

Surely it couldn't have been picked up by someone else again, could it?

"The Second Division is the Covert Mobile Unit, which commands the 'Xing Army' and is mainly responsible for assassinations, reconnaissance, and other missions."

"The Third Division is the support team, the Fourth Division is the medical team, the Fifth Division is the rescue team, and the Sixth Division is the noble command team, representing the interests of the nobles."

"The Seventh Division is the inner court guard, mainly responsible for assisting and protecting the Central Forty-Sixth Bureau."

"The 8th Division is the intelligence squad, the 9th Division is the prison squad, the 10th Division is the patrol and security squad, and the 11th Division is the combat squad. These are the squads mainly responsible for combat and are the fierce first-line attack teams. They can basically be said to be the squads with the strongest combat quality in Seireitei."

"The 12th Division is the 12th Division led by Kisuke, which is responsible for research."

"The 13th Division is the Purification Division, mainly responsible for carrying out soul burial and purifying Hollows in the human world."

Yu Zi praised, "Everyone is doing their job properly; it's surprisingly meticulous."

The two talked until they got home, and Yoruichi finally couldn't help but pull her over.

"What exactly do you take the Seireitei for? A monkey society?"

"Not quite, it's more like the old society."

"...I just don't think it was anything nice to say."

"Master Yoruichi, Sister Yuko, you're back!"

Hearing the two arguing in the courtyard, Soi Fon came out of the dojo with sweat dripping down her face and looked at them with a big smile.

It has to be said that this child has been smiling a lot lately, probably because she can live in the Shihōin family and keep an eye on Yoruichi, whom she likes.

Yes, thanks to Yuko.

"You're really amazing, Soi Fon." Yuko pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped the sweat from Soi Fon's face.

"Your gentleness feels so unfamiliar to me," Yoruichi complained again. "And where did that handkerchief come from?"

She saw Yu Zi reach behind her back and a handkerchief appear in her hand!

What the hell!

"This?" Yuko casually placed the handkerchief in Soi Fon's hand, and Soi Fon picked up the handkerchief and wiped her face.

"This, actually, is constructed from my flesh and blood."

Soi Fon froze, her handkerchief in her hand.

"Huh?" Yoruichi's eyes widened even more. She snatched the handkerchief from Soi Fon's hand, stroked it, and then smelled it.

Not only does it not smell of blood, but it also has a faint fragrance.

Unable to understand!

Yoruichi couldn't hold back any longer. She casually handed the handkerchief back to Soi Fon, then grabbed Ikuko's arm and sniffed it.

Yuko was getting a little numb from looking at it, and withdrew her hand expressionlessly.

"What do you want to do?"

"There's no scent either..." Yoruichi was bewildered, circling around Yuuko twice. "Tell me! Did you open your pocket somewhere?"

“It really is transformed from flesh and blood…” Yuko stretched out her palm, “Look.”

Yoruichi and Soi Fon watched intently.

Then, a crack appeared in Yu Zi's palm, and a red and white nauseating substance, seemingly mixed with blood and bone, flowed out from her palm. The two strange liquids, one red and one white, quickly wove together into a thread and then rapidly formed a handkerchief.

The whole process took less than two seconds.

Yoruichi mechanically took the handkerchief from Yuko's hand and smelled it.

It smells nice...

Why? !

Soi Fon stared in disbelief: "What is this?"

Yoru was jolted awake; Soi Fon had no idea what was going on!

Finish the calf!

"Ah, Soi Fon doesn't seem to know." Yuko realized what was happening and looked at Yoruichi with an innocent expression. "What do we do?"

Yoruichi rolled her eyes: "You should be thinking about what you, as the teacher, should give to little Byakuya tomorrow."

Yu Zi's expression changed slightly: "I almost forgot about it if you hadn't mentioned it. Do you think we should give this handkerchief to him?"

Yoruichi was a little speechless: "I feel a bit nauseous."

"How about you give me some money? I'll go..."

"Ah! I suddenly think this handkerchief is pretty good, at least it smells quite nice."

"..."

The next day.

The Kuchiki family's dojo was bathed in the morning light, and the wooden floor exuded a faint scent of pine.

Yoruichi sat cross-legged on the edge of the dojo, her mouth stuffed with pastries she'd swiped from the kitchen, her golden cat eyes gleaming with a light unique to a shrew.

"Go for it, Byakuya-kun!" she mumbled, taking a bite of her pastry. "But don't let Yuuko make you cry!"

She got out of bed very early in the morning and squatted in front of Yu Zi's room, eager to witness today's unique teaching session.

puff~

The thought of Yuuko teaching Byakuya made Yoruichi want to laugh.

It's no wonder the old man was like that. Who would have thought that a Shinigami who was almost at the point of Bankai was just a fool a month ago?

Kuchiki Ginrei stood beside Yoruichi, arms crossed, watching.

As Byakuya's grandfather, he should be present for Byakuya's first meeting with his teacher.

In the center of the arena, Byakuya Kuchiki, dressed in a snow-white kendo uniform, gripped his wooden sword tightly with both hands and looked at Ikuko with a serious expression.

"Teacher Yuko, please give me your guidance."

Yuko stood relaxed at the other end of the dojo, holding a wooden sword. She didn't adopt any standard stance; she simply let the sword tip hang naturally, a gentle smile on her face.

"I know nothing about Kido Shunpo or anything like that, I only have some experience with swordsmanship, and I hope I can offer you some help."

Yoruichi munched on a pastry, clicking her tongue twice.

That girl, Yuko, actually found a way to break the curse.

As for the latter two techniques, "Slash Fist and Walk Ghost," Yuko knew almost nothing about them. Although she could see the trajectory of the spiritual pressure within her body through that strange vision, she would need a long time to practice them before she could master them.

However, the first two...

If you disregard the use of spiritual pressure, she could actually be a teacher.

After all, Yuko's swordsmanship had been recognized by Unohana Retsu.

Could it be that she won't see anything fun today?

Kuchiki Byakuya quickly replied, "You flatter me, Ikuko-sensei."

Look, look! This is the demeanor of a qualified teacher.

She's so elegant and poised, nothing like that weird cat over there!

After being tormented by Yoruichi for so long, Byakuya Kuchiki has finally found someone he finds agreeable.

“Let’s begin,” Yu Zi nodded slightly, indicating.

"excuse me."

Kuchiki Byakuya took a deep breath, suddenly stepped forward, his wooden sword slicing through the air, and with practiced Shunpo, he arrived in front of Yuuko in an instant.

Yuko, however, seemed not to have reacted yet, and did not move her body.

It's about to hit the target!

Just as Byakuya hesitated about whether to hold back, the blade was about to touch Yuko.

Yuko shifted her body slightly, narrowly avoiding Byakuya's slash.

Before Byakuya could think it through, he unleashed another slash, which Ikuko narrowly dodged once again.

Every move that followed was the same.

Even if Byakuya were stupid, he should have realized the difference in strength at this point, stopped holding back, and swung his sword with all his might.

However, Yuko always managed to dodge each attack perfectly, with almost no unnecessary movements. Her movements were so small that they seemed to be gently swaying the branches and leaves as if touched by a breeze.

It's as if the force, the speed, and the direction of the strike have all been completely seen through.

Amazing!

Not only did Byakuya not feel defeated, but a raging fire rose in his eyes, a flame of resistance.

If Byakuya had some doubts about Yuuko's strength before today, those doubts are gone now.

Byakuya seized the opportunity, his movements swift and precise. He slid forward, and the wooden sword that was supposed to be slashing vertically suddenly changed direction, thrusting fiercely at Yuuko.

However, this strange change was completely seen by Yuko's clear vision.

The tip of the wooden sword landed precisely on Byakuya's right wrist, where he was holding the sword.

A tingling, numb sensation instantly spread from my wrist to my entire arm.

Byakuya groaned, feeling as if most of the strength in his right hand had vanished instantly, and the bamboo sword he was gripping slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Yoruichi chuckled: "Hey, Byakuya, little brother, how can you be so useless?"

"If you can't even beat Yuuko, you certainly can't beat this strange cat of mine~"

Kuchiki Byakuya turned and glared at her, but didn't say anything.

Kuchiki Ginryo glanced sideways; Byakuya's temperament was still not calm enough.