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After his dream-like state, Ai would find himself in the bed of his dormitory. The plain academy student could be seen tending to Ai’s wounds. With a cold compressed rag, the male addressed the wounds that Kanojo bore. Easily, the fearless could see the fearful – the look in the male’s eyes...

The other students successfully wrapped their arms around Ai’s, their grip being something in which his own arms had no chance of actually breaking out of alone, physically and seemingly spiritually. With his lack of assessing the potential outcome of his actions, this was his fate. Rather than...

Apparently, the verbal abuse that was uttered towards the two was something that Ai couldn’t – no, wouldn’t stand for. True to himself and his overall resolve, his actions led him to attack in a way that was really unruly, and some would see to be disrespectful. With haste, the male opted to...

With the smile exchanged from both parties, the one that continued chattering about continued to hold his demeanor filled with exceptional glee. One could tell just how much enthusiasm this soul held just by being in his presence – his very spiritual pressure reflecting that of someone of...

“Alright, alright. Let’s get this area cleared. We don’t want anything else happening today.” A teacher stated, rubbing their eyes as if they had just awoken from a midday slumber. The lackadaisical teacher looked about, taking a head count of the students currently within the area. The antics...

Appearing just as he vanished, Zhou was now located in the Rukongai, where the games had taken fruit. From the number of spiritual pressures present, there was one he was searching for, despite how faint it may have been. The last that he had heard of Honoka was that a certain Lieutenant scooped...

In the presence of Junko Izumi, a bathe of calm washed over the troubled soul via her own spiritual pressure. In this vast world existed a plethora of differences; each being held their own unique characteristics about them blossoming differently. With a sense of calm, Zhou was able to relieve...

With his last few words, Zhou was ignorant to exactly what had lit within him. The instructor’s gaze still bore a stoic look, but there seemed to be something knocking. It wasn’t something that he could hear, but it was something he could definitely feel. The repetitious knocking couldn’t have...

Zhou let out a warm breath, his eyes closing with the lack of response from the bug-eyed male. From there, Zhou removed his Zanpakutō from the glob of flesh that was halted in its tracks. Zhou’s body once shook, seeming to be strained from the amount of pressure that his ability was currently...

Shin'ō Academy: The place where aspiring souls come to one day become full-fledged Shinigami. Zhou Fēng - A recently made instructor who sought to overcome barriers that he believed he bore due to his previous position – left the second division. He believed answers were shrouded in a tightly...

The door was forced open and both instructors quickly acted. Despite how it may have appeared to anyone and everyone, there was an issue that needed to be contended with. Not one, but two individuals were on the grounds.Without permission was one thing, but here they were performing an...

Distance was made between them. Zhou’s focus was towards the shorter Shinigami as the male took hold of his weapon, postured in a manner that exemplified the amount of overall focus he had concerning the bout. With the short amount of time, Asahi was afforded the luxury of being able to restore...

Zhou looked towards the Shinigami that was around one and a half feet away from him and about two feet higher than him – this being due to the difference in reishi plates generated by the two. Looking towards the Clown, there was a clever trick that this one held, something that most wouldn’t...

Zhou felt his hand connect with Asahi’s neck, and due to this, Zhou knew that this training session was taking a turn for the worse. Despite full acknowledgement of this, Asahi didn’t back down – not even slightly. Instead, there was a painted face of masochistic satisfaction that would have...

With ingenuity came compromise, the Clown simply needed to do all he could in order to withstand the singular assault Zhou formed towards him. The singular attack that was aimed towards the individual’s chin. Taking time and precision to form the powerful, but bright ball of Kidō would have been...

At first, one might have not have expected much from a smaller Shinigami, but looking at one’s appearance alone and judging it thereof was a good way to get one killed. Zhou, being only five foot and four inches for a good portion of his Shinigami career, knew this unprecedented fact from...

After the Yakisoba yap, Asahi finally spoke up, responding to Zhou’s explanation in regards to his lack of feelings. With Asahi seeming to get the message Zhou sent to him, Asahi still had that same look about his face. In a way, physically speaking, he seemed to be slightly unfazed by his...

No one’s story consisted solely of rainbows and sunshine. Each story bore some sort of clouds, some rain, and maybe a crackle of lightning. It seemed from the very mood that the two of them were plagued at some point in their lives by tragedies. One looked at their past and still was able to...

Asahi, like an animal, took off in more ways than one. Where one could dress their dish to their desire, Asahi’s actions were rather rushed, something that Zhou had to actually turn his head to watch in order to genuinely keep up with. Asahi proved just how much food mattered to him, especially...

Zhou walked alongside Asahi as the older, yet shorter, Shinigami contemplated their course. With the mention of Yakisoba, his mind flashed to how he’d normally prepare the meal. From the ingredients to how he cooked the meal to his own perfection, his mind processed the lot of it. He had...