Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281 - 281: Intensify the Training

"Masatsuki, you're not getting away from me in this lifetime."

Yoruichi Shihōin grinned as she stood up, the curve of her lips carrying a playful yet possessive edge.

A cat's sense of territory and ownership is strong—so she would make sure Masatsuki Aozaki could never leave her side.

Masatsuki crossed his arms, looking at Yoruichi with a smirk.

"I never planned on running away in the first place."

Hearing his words, Yoruichi's heart swelled with satisfaction.

She let out a pleased hum, grinning smugly. Then, shifting her attention to the ground, she opened another bag.

Inside were a black combat suit and an assortment of uniforms, some of which seemed... questionably themed.

Yoruichi picked up a small black halter-style combat outfit and held it up against Suì-Fēng, measuring it against her.

"You really went wild last night. Look at how many of my outfits you ruined."

She shook her head helplessly.

Masatsuki coughed awkwardly at her remark.

"Ahem... Well, it's you we're talking about. Spending time with a cat, it's only natural I'd start acting like one too."

He scratched his head, recalling last night's reckless moments with Yoruichi and unable to suppress a small smile.

Yoruichi arched an eyebrow, seemingly satisfied with his response.

She continued rummaging through the bag, occasionally holding up a piece of clothing to check the fit.

Meanwhile, Masatsuki sat comfortably off to the side, watching her with quiet admiration.

"Alright, enough of that. Let's check on poor little Suì-Fēng first—and we need to clean up this mess. This place is a disaster."

Yoruichi frowned at the scene before her, sighing in exasperation.

This was her playground, not a one-time-use battlefield.

Despite being the noble heir of the Shihōin Clan, Yoruichi was surprisingly handy. Without hesitation, she started tidying up with efficiency.

"I'll leave it to you, Yoruichi," Masatsuki said, flashing her a flattering grin.

"Oh no, you don't! Don't think you can slack off on me—this is our shared property!"

Yoruichi placed her hands on her hips, puffing her cheeks in mock anger before suddenly grabbing his chin, tilting his face upward as she stared down at him with the commanding presence of a queen.

"Ah!"

A startled scream from the hot spring suddenly echoed through the space, signaling the start of yet another eventful day.

Hearing the sound, Masatsuki and Yoruichi exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha..."

After the laughter subsided, they set to work, cleaning up the wreckage left behind.

Before long, Suì-Fēng cautiously stepped out from behind a rock, now clad in the same black halter combat uniform as Yoruichi.

Unlike Yoruichi, however, Suì-Fēng's petite frame and slender build didn't exude the same alluring presence.

But her sharp, disciplined stance combined with the sleek outfit sent her coolness factor skyrocketing compared to the plain nightwear she had worn before.

"Whoa~"

Yoruichi let out a whistle at the sight of Suì-Fēng's new look.

Masatsuki watched as Suì-Fēng, face burning red, hesitantly took slow, uncertain steps forward. He nodded in approval.

The tailors of the 2nd Division truly knew their craft.

Though this specialized combat suit didn't emphasize Suì-Fēng's figure, it highlighted her youthful energy, her fierce determination, and—perhaps most surprising of all—added a subtle touch of maturity.

In the end, it wasn't about looking sexy—it was about carrying herself with confidence. And in that regard, she was every bit as striking as Yoruichi.

For the sake of serving their young mistress, the former head of the Shihōin Clan and the past 2nd Division Captain—now their 3rd Seat—the division's tailors had certainly gone above and beyond.

Suì-Fēng kept her head down, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Every so often, she stole a glance at her new outfit, only for her blush to deepen even further.

She mumbled softly,

"I'm sorry, Yoruichi-sama... This outfit isn't meant for me. I'll go change right away..."

As she spoke, she turned to leave.

Even though Masatsuki had saved her life and helped her grow stronger, he still didn't hold the same place in her heart as Yoruichi Shihōin.

"You really do need to increase your training," Yoruichi said, her expression turning more serious.

Seeing this, Suì-Fēng immediately straightened up and nodded obediently.

"Yes, Yoruichi-sama!"

"Good girl. That deserves a reward."

Yoruichi lifted Suì-Fēng's chin with a teasing touch, her voice gentle yet playful.

Masatsuki took a step forward without hesitation.

It seemed he had found the perfect way to rein Suì-Fēng in.

...

After a long while...

"Mmm..."

Suì-Fēng's flushed face turned toward Masatsuki, her eyes still dazed.

"What? Thinking about more bodyguard training?"

Masatsuki smiled knowingly.

The moment Suì-Fēng remembered Masatsuki's relentless training sessions, she instantly shrank back.

"N-No, Masatsuki-sama... I-I'll go eat breakfast first. You and Yoruichi-sama can keep talking."

Spotting the milk sitting on the low table nearby, Suì-Fēng quickly latched onto the excuse as a perfect escape.

She may have survived yesterday, but today? She refused to go through that again.

If they pushed her too far again, she'd definitely have to take a leave of absence.

Masatsuki watched the flustered, retreating figure of the once-cool and composed Suì-Fēng and couldn't help but chuckle.

"If you let her go now, you might not get another chance today," Yoruichi murmured, stepping up beside him, watching Suì-Fēng disappear.

A partner in crime to Masatsuki Aozaki, through and through.