"Well, it seems that the potency of this medicine is a bit too great," said the store manager Urahara, pressing the brim of his hat and looking thoughtfully at the inner hall, which had become messy due to the surging spiritual pressure.

The blue spiritual power quickly disappeared from Tezuka's body, and his figure was much more solid than just now.

"Hey, what does it feel like, silence." Ruliyue held Tezuka's face in both hands across the square table, looking left and right.

"Uh, it's okay, it's comfortable." Tezuka replied truthfully, burping undignifiedly, and spewing out a light blue spirit child that slowly dissipated in midair.

"Alright, time is limited, Mr. Tezuka, let's go to the basement." Seeing this, the manager of Urahara closed the folding fan and stood up.

Tezuka let out an "oh" and stood up, but just took a step when he tripped over a hanger that fell to the ground. "That's what I did?" Tezuka then found out about the tragic situation in the house, "I'm really sorry, I didn't expect this, manager Urahara." ”

"Okay, it's okay, leave it alone." The manager of Urahara was the first to walk out of the inner hall, "It will be counted on your account." ”

"Isn't it, that's what it is?" Tezuka exclaimed, once again refreshing his perception of profiteers.

In the afternoon class, students gather in groups to discuss games or idols, as if these are all they have.

"Murano, what's wrong with Tezuka?" Tsukishima sat casually at Murano's desk. Without Tezuka, the link that connects the two, the relationship between them becomes very delicate.

A few days ago, Murano entered Tsukishima's heart in order to show his ability, and Tsukishima knew what Murano saw in his heart, but she was able to behave in a way that was not unusual compared to usual, which is enough to show that her castle is not just as simple as looking like a schoolgirl.

Murano leaned back in his chair with a sad face, "I don't know, Tezuka-san, called me in the morning and asked me to help him ask for leave, his tone was very flustered, it sounded like something was wrong, but he didn't make it clear to me." ”

"Well, there shouldn't be any accidents with this kid," Tsukishima stared at Murano's eyes, but he couldn't see anything unusual, but a rapid mobile phone ringtone interrupted Tsukishima's thoughts, he took out the phone and looked at the caller and answered, "Well, no problem, I know, I can definitely fix it, who do you think I am." Tsukishima seemed to make a few jokes with the other end of the phone before hanging up, "Do you have time after school today?" He asked Murano.

"Huh? Yes, there is, but the two of us ......" Murano didn't know how to answer, after all, she and Tsukishima didn't know each other too well.

"Hey, where do you want to go," Tsukishima didn't know if she said this on purpose, but she definitely had to seize the opportunity of Tezuka's absence to figure it out, "Let's go to Tezuka's house to see what stupid things this kid has done, it just so happens that my eldest brother is working overtime, and there is no one at home, so it's not interesting to go home." ”

"Oh, let's talk about it after school." Murano's dark eyes were bottomless, and no one could tell what she was thinking.

The bell rang for class, and Tsukishima returned to his seat, thinking about what he had just said on the phone. It was indeed his eldest brother who called him, but what he said had nothing to do with overtime. According to the eldest brother's description, there was a violent spiritual pressure fluctuation in the location of the Urahara store, which was Tezuka's spiritual pressure. This made Tsukishima very puzzled, what made him go to Urahara at this time, even at the expense of asking Murano to help him ask for leave, what must have happened here.

"By the way, how can I learn to do it?" Tezuka asked the manager of Urahara in the basement. He'd heard of it, but he hadn't seen it once.

"Generally speaking, in order to learn the slashing knife, you must first make the slashing knife visual." The store manager Urahara replied very easily, "Embodiment is to let the sword be displayed in front of you in the form of a sword spirit." ”

Tezuka scratched his head, "Sword Spirit? Crashing Blade Spirit, you say? Tezuka pulled out the dance in confusion and asked stupidly, "What do you do, I called her out?" ”

"With your current spiritual pressure, it is enough to concretize the sword spirit, and you have an easier start than others." The manager of Urahara waved a fan and didn't care about Tezuka's abruptness, "You close your eyes first, your heart is like water, don't think about anything." ”

Tezuka listened to the words of the store manager Urahara and closed his eyes. "Concentrate your mind and concentrate all your strength on the Slashing Sword." The collapse dance in Tezuka's hand gradually let out a low sound.

"Very good, Mr. Tezuka, that's it." Store manager Urahara pressed the slightly trembling Red Hime, "Now, call the name of the slashing sword." ”

"Honken Dance!" Tezuka roared, followed by a loud bang, revealing a slender figure in the stirred up dust.

"Hey, isn't it, that kid can actually concretize the Soul Slashing Knife?" Liuli Yueye and his party stood on a high hill in the distance and watched, their eyes widened in surprise, "Could it be that he is really a genius?" ”

"With his spiritual power, he should have been able to do it a long time ago. It's not so much that he did it, but that this incident helped him take a step for himself," Liyue said lightly, her eyes glancing at the fairy feather on the side. And the other party was just expressionless, chewing on the chocolate that Xiaoyu had just given her.

Xiaoyu looked at Xianyu with a smile, "Don't worry, eat slowly, I still have it here." As she spoke, she took out a piece from her pocket and stuffed it into Xianyu's hand.

"Hey, Xiaoyu." Shita stretched out her hand a little sourly, "Bring me a piece too." ”

Xiaoyu flipped through her pocket, revealing a very humble expression, "That's the last piece, Mrs. Shi." ”

"What did you say?" Mrs. Shitai's outstretched hand did not return it, but grabbed the ponytail on Xiaoyu's side, "You don't give me the last piece, give it to someone else?" ”

"Stop, Mrs., it hurts." Xiaoyu shouted, but Mrs. Shi still held on, "Do you have any opinions about me, you can say it in front of me......" Before Mrs. Shi finished speaking, her wrist was grabbed by a hand.

"Huh? What do you want? Shitai stared at Xianyu tightly, and tugged his hand back, but the other party didn't mean to let go.

Xian Yu stretched out his other hand, and even Tai instinctively raised his hand in front of his face.

"Hmm......" He felt it for a long time, but there was no sudden pain in his body. Shita cautiously opened his eyes, and through his fingers, he saw half a piece of chocolate on the palm of that hand.

Shitai put down his hand in embarrassment, and found that everyone was looking at him, "Cut, it's really boring." Mrs. Shita let go of Xiaoyu's ponytail, picked up the chocolate and stuffed it into her mouth and muttered.

"Your name is Senyu, isn't it?" Yaichi no longer looked at Tezuka, but at Xianyu, although there was still a wary look on his face, he was not as nervous as before.

"Silence gave me a name," Xian Yu replied slowly.

"I see, that's good," Yayi crossed his arms over his chest, "it sounds good." ”