After joining the Sixth Division, I started swaying

"No... nothing, you... do you have anything else to do? Go back quickly if you have nothing to do."

"I... I... By the way, I just feel sick to my stomach, and I just want to go to the bathroom!"

However, in the face of Renji's investigation, Toshiro put on an appearance of guarding against death.

His body kept swaying in response to Renji's gaze, showing an attitude of refusing to give in.

Unfortunately, his stature was too short. Facing Renji, who was almost two heads taller than him, no matter how well he hid, Renji still saw the white sheets hidden behind him.

Seeing this, the expression on Renji's face couldn't help but become strange.

"Dongshiro, you must be bedwetting, right?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but Dong Shilang was completely blown away by this question.

He who was like a frightened kitten just now seemed to have entered the battle mode in an instant, and he blushed and retorted loudly.

"Who... who wet the bed!?"

"Do you think I will be like Chisen, who still wets the bed at the age of ten!?"

"Little... there is a limit to underestimating people, hey!"

Looking at Renji in front of him, Dong Shirou's face was blushing.

The chicken soup last night was made by Nanao herself.

It was so delicious, he had never tasted such a delicious taste, so he couldn't help but drank a few more bowls.

Especially after eating, he suddenly thought of Renji eating bread in the kitchen.

Feeling sorry for Giegie, he couldn't help feeling sad, and decided to drink soup for his brother, and drank a few more bowls.

Unexpectedly, when I went to sleep at night, I dreamed of the sea.

Realizing that something was wrong, he woke up instantly.

However, it was too late.

Not only was the bed sheet under his body drawn a map of an unidentifiable country, but he was also frozen hard by the ice-attributed spiritual pressure that he inadvertently emitted while sleeping.

He who always called Chu Sen a bed-wetting peach on weekdays, immediately blushed.

Fortunately, he didn't wake up too late.

As long as he destroys the corpse fast enough, he will not be discovered!

However, despite all his calculations, Renji was also awakened by the desire to urinate.

Being arrested head-on, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in immediately.

Listening to Dongshiro's sophistry, Renji also had a narrow look in his eyes.

"Oh, really?"

"Then show me what's behind your back?"

Listening to the words in his ears, Dong Shilang, whose body was almost stretched into a string, couldn't help but hide the bed sheet behind him even tighter.

"no, do not want!"

"Why should I show you, go away!"

For a moment, one big and one small and two small ones were like the tip of a needle pointing at a wheat awn.

One doesn't want to leave, the other doesn't show it to you, and it looks like no one will let anyone else.

However, just when the two fell into a stalemate, a gentle voice suddenly entered the ears of the two.

"The innocent friendship of youth, it's so good."

Hearing the sound coming from their ears, the two of them who were upright couldn't help being stunned.

"Dad?"

"Mr. Ya?"

Immediately, the two of them looked quickly in the direction from which the sound came.

I saw a shadowy figure sitting on the edge of the foggy courtyard.

For some reason, even though they were separated by the mist, the two of them could feel Nagasawa Masamasa looking at them with a gentle look on his face.

That feeling, as if everything I did was in the eyes of the other party.

As if aware of the stupefaction of the two, Nagasawa Ya's voice passed through the fog again and reached the ears of the two.

"Yo, since you're awake, come here."

Hearing this, I don't know whether it was out of respect or fear for Nagasawa Ya, just now I was still in a relationship with Dong Shilang, so I directly let Dong Shilang go, and ran all the way in the direction of Nagasawa Ya.

Looking at Shiro Dong again, after hesitating for a moment, he also walked in the direction where Masa Nagasawa was.

It's just that while walking, he subconsciously clenched the bed sheet tighter in his hand.

That force seemed to wring out the wetness on the bed sheet.

However, he had just walked in front of Nagazeya, and the other person's next words made his Taoist heart collapse instantly.

"Toshiro, did you wet the bed?"

"I said it all ahhhhhhhh!!!"

For a moment, Toshiro screamed like a groundhog.

Hearing this, Nagasawa shrugged noncommittally.

"Okay, let's just pretend it's not."

"What does it mean to treat it as nothing, nothing is nothing!!!"

"Okay, you go wash your face and calm down first, I will never think that you secretly went to hide the wet sheets, and you will never tell Tao Zi, I promise."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Listening to Nagasawa Yana's words full of ridicule, Dongshiro's small face flushed with embarrassment.

He no longer knew what posture to take to face Chisen.

Will it be called bedwetting peach in the future?

Will she call me bedwetting white?

No way, my head is going to explode.

Toshiro, who suddenly felt his scalp numb, could no longer care about anything else. He just let out an embarrassing scream and quickly ran towards the well.

"Pfft!"

Looking at Shiro Dong who fled in a hurry, the smile on Renji's face finally stopped.

I didn't expect Dongshiro, who usually looks calm and mature like a little adult, to have such a side.

For a moment, he couldn't help laughing.

However, just as a barbell-like laughter came out of his mouth, a voice that sounded a bit "old-hearted and comforting" faintly passed into his cochlea.

"Lenji, I can see you waking up so early, it seems that what I said to you a few days ago is still very useful."

"In the future, you should start from this point, and practice sword Zen with me."

"For the vast majority of Shinigami, Zanpakuto is the capital for them to settle down. Even if you are as lazy as Chiyo, you have never lost the practice of Zanpakuto."

Hearing the sound in his ears, Renji, who was smiling just now, was stunned.

No, wait a minute.

I just got up to pee, why was I suddenly deprived of 3 hours of sleep?

And...woke up at this point to practice sword Zen?

God, it's only five o'clock!

You know I usually get up at eight o'clock!

He felt that he shouldn't be entangled with Shiro Dong just now!

Lianji panicked for a while, thinking that he could still save him, he struggled like a salted fish that had fallen on the ground.

"But... but old man, why did I hear Brother Kuchiki say that when you usually fight, you rarely use Zanpakuto?"

"Doesn't this just show that the practice of Zanpakuto is not that urgent?"

"I...I think, I'd better go step by step, lay a good foundation in Maou first, practice the white fighting and chopping skills first, and then it's not too late to practice sword Zen, you see...? "

Listening to Renji's justification, Masa Nagasawa seemed to be seriously considering the other party's proposal, rubbing her chin, and fell into deep thought.

Leaning slightly, I saw him pondering for a moment before speaking.

"What you said is not unreasonable."

Hearing this, Lianji couldn't help but be overjoyed.

My sleep time can be saved!

However, before this happy look lasted more than a second on his face, Nagasawa continued to speak.

"How about this, you get up an hour earlier every day, let's practice Bai Da first, and then practice Dao Zen."

"Since you've heard Bai Zai mention it, you must also know that my Bai Da is inherited from Old Man Shan and Sifengyuan's family, right?"

"Follow me to learn, and you will be taught and taught in custody."

Saying that, Nagasawa Ya's face was filled with a light like a loving father.

After a while, Shiro Dong came back with some wet sleeves.

What surprised him was that Renji, who had a smug face just now, was like an eggplant beaten by frost, with a distraught look on his face, and he kept mumbling something in his mouth.

"It's over, it's over...it's over..."

...... cut......

PS.1. 6000+ words were completed today, another month of perfect attendance for 15 words.

In addition, a new month has begun. As a rule, I ask for a guaranteed razor blade, and leave the rest to chance. Thank you for your support!

PS.2. Tomorrow is a good day, buy KFC, watch escorts, celebrate Children’s Day, great!

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"Lenji, what's wrong with you? You have a mournful face."

Walking on the road to Mao, looking at the rare Renji beside him who was not lying in bed, but looked sluggish, as if he had been hollowed out, Rukia asked curiously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm not crying."

Facing Rukia's question, Renji's face was full of listlessness.

Just three hours ago, probably considering that he started the special training on the first day, Masa Nagasawa rather "humanized" arranged the practice of white beating until the next day.

Even so, the special training he faced next, even without a jeep, still left enough memories in his young heart that he could remember his whole life.

Anyone who doesn’t have the habit of getting up early should have had this experience.

When forced to turn it on to meet the physiological needs, even if there are some plots encountered in the middle, as long as the plots are not too stimulating to the senses, they will generally be attacked by the sweeping drowsiness soon.

Yes, Renji is like that too.

Although there was a lot of chatter with Dongshiro, when he put the shallow punch on his thigh, closed his eyes, and tried to practice sword meditation according to the method taught by Masa Nagasawa, he barely used it. In 10 seconds, he fell into a deep sleep.

And at the 11th second, under the surprised gazes of Nagasawa Masaru and Toshiro, sweet snoring sounded.

Well, I have to mention here that Dongshiro, who has experienced social death in a certain way, has received a lot of sensory stimulation, and he is completely awake.

But after seeing Renci sleeping soundly, Nagasawa Ya didn't show any anger.

He just told Dong Shilang beside him that he can release his spiritual pressure without reservation.

Dongshiro is an out-and-out genius.

Although he has not experienced systematic training, under the guidance of Masa Nagasawa, he has a preliminary understanding of what is Reiatsu, and he can roughly control the "switch" of his Reiatsu in less than a day.

It may be very reluctant to let him release the spiritual pressure towards a certain person or direction in a targeted manner.

But as Masa Nagasawa said just now, release Reiatsu without reservation.