The sun now rests in the middle of the sky, it's rays illuminating through the window. Ruma begins to remove a few bandages from Seijuros torso, leaving the one wrapped around his forehead. After she was done, she looked back at him,
"Alright. You're all cleaned up, but be careful and don't push yourself too much. Your injuries are still in the final stages of the healing process, so stay safe." Seijuro smiles and nods,
"Thank you, Ruma." He stands up and stretches, his joints clicking as he does so,
Man, everytime I've been treated, I feel even stronger than before… guess zenkai boosts do exist.
He walks into the hallway and glances to his right, before continuing. He looks out the windows, to his right, he sees more students talking and laughing with each other, lost completely in their conversations. Upon entering the reception, he looks up to his left, reading the sign that said "Armoury." Before he was about to walk through it, a voice stops him,
"There will be no need to go in there, Young Seijuro." He turns his head to his right and holding his blade in his hand, was Frank, who had a large smile on his face.
He gently pushes himself towards Seijuro and tosses him his sword, which he catches effortlessly,
"Come. We have some training to do." He turns himself around and pushes himself out the doorway.
Seijuro follows close behind, taking a left from the medical centre to the training grounds.
"Is it wise to be training now? Ruma told me my body is still healing." They continue to move down the stone path, heading towards the training grounds,
"Training isn't always physical, young Seijuro. We will meditate today." He blinks, however he trusts Frank with all his heart.
They continue walking before reaching the training grounds. Seijuro glances to his left and sees Captain Ivan, his gold hair radiating and his muscles bulging. He was sparring with two Lieutenants, one of them being Tenma,
Captain Ivan… Lily told me he's one of the strongest, alongside Captain Kenji… taking on two lieutenants… he's amazing…
He follows Frank, who keeps pushing himself past the training grounds. They stop at a large gate, which Frank gently touches with hand. A dark purple flame runs across the crack of the gate and the sound of a lock clicking fills the air. The gate slowly opens and they both enter. Behind the gate, was a beautiful field, covered with sakura trees. On those trees, were sparrows. Captain Shin was sitting on a small rock underneath one of the trees. A blue jay resting on his finger as he slowly gazed up at Frank and Seijuro,
"What brings you here, Frank?" His voice was expressionless yet soothing,
"Training. Young Seijuro here needs to learn meditation." Seijuro's eyebrow raises,
"But I thought we covered that before. You know, when I first started."
"That was only the basics, young Seijuro. As your strength grows, your training must become more intense. This type of meditation, isn't something you've done before, trust me." With that, Seijuro nods to Franks statement.
Shin gently strokes the bird and let's it fly back, it's wings fluttering as it heads back up into the tree. He stands up and begins walking, with Frank and Seijuro following closely behind,
"Hey, Captain Frank…" He gently whispers, as Frank raises his head to look at him,
"What is it, young Seijuro?"
"Is Captain Shin stronger than you?" Frank blinks and then chuckles,
"Well, it's funny you say that, out of all the captains, he's the only one that I haven't fought."
"What's his type?"
"Sense." Seijuro nods and then continues walking, taking in the beautiful surroundings of the garden, but his thoughts still linger on Captain Shin.
They stop at a small clearing with two seats, which Seijuro sits on his knees. A dark purple aura covers Franks legs. A spike emerges from his elbow and shoulder, as his wheelchair slowly reassembles itself into a large sword. He takes a seat and he places his blade horizontally to himself. Seijuro mimics this action, and waits for Franks instructions,
"Remember, you have 15 minutes, Frank." Shin states with his same expressionless voice, to which Frank nods.
Shin walks over to both Frank and Seijuro, he places a hand on each of their heads. He closes his eyes, his hand beginning to glow dark purple. That's when Seijuro begins to feel a wave of tiredness wash over his body, his eyes begin to droop and he slowly drifts into a heavy slumber.
After a few moments, his eyes open, however instead of sitting down, he is standing on what looks to be water. Seijuro glances up to see Frank standing in front of him,
"Where are we?" He asks, his eyes still glancing around,
"Captain Shin doesn't just control his own senses, but he can also manipulate others. It is like a dream." Seijuros eyes widen in surprise,
Amazing…
"So, this is just in our heads?"
"Precisely. This place is perfect for training, young Seijuro. However, there is a drawback. Captain Shins dark matter only lasts for so long. So it's temporary. We shouldn't dwell much longer." Seijuro nods to this,
"How does it improve my skills, if we're basically dreaming?" Frank smiles at this,
"Captain Shin is tricking our senses into believing our bodies are here. So, our bodies can be improved here." His eyes widen slightly,
"I see… how are we going to train?"
"A spar, against me." His eyes widen, but he confidently nods,
"Alright!" Frank smirks at his response and he draws his blade.
His sword was black with a dark purple aura covering it, stretching to at least 5 feet long. Seijuro gulps and unsheathes his own blade, preparing for his battle against Frank,
"Remember, calm your mind, think of me as your opponent, not your teacher. Use your emotions, don't let them use you and one last thing… don't hold back." With a nod, Seijuro inhales deeply,
"Let's do this! Captain Frank!" He exclaims and charges directly at him, confidence filling his heart.