Bleach : I Need To Rizz To Become Stronger ?!

Chapter 94: Crashing the Party

Chapter 94 - One StrikeThe response from First Division finally came regarding the equipment requisition form Kotetsu Isane had submitted.

Funds were approved—half the amount requested.

Vice-Captain Sasakibe's formal reply stated: although Fourth Division indeed hadn't updated their internal facilities in some time and was therefore eligible for subsidies, it was still hoped the division would focus primarily on developing its medical capacity.

Isane hadn't expected more. In her view, getting even half the requested budget was already a win.

Her mindset leaned conservative; she couldn't fully determine if Shin's direction was truly correct, and any change brought her unease.

When Shin heard, he remarked:

"Seems even getting half was already a small miracle."

Isane smiled gently.

"You don't need to worry too much. If this reform works out, all the better. If not, there's no loss either. Vice-Captain Sasakibe isn't wrong—medical re

He was serious.

They reached the dojo area.

Two of the four were indoor halls for zanjutsu and hakuda. The outdoor ones were larger—meant for kidō. Positioned at the edge of the compound, they were already drawing a crowd.

Word had spread: Eleventh Division had come to "crash" the place.

Shin turned to the group:

"Today, I invited Eleventh Division for a friendly sparring match."

Gasps all around.

Sparring? With them?

This was Fourth Division.

Isane pulled Shin aside.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Sorry, Isane-neesan. Slipped my mind."

He turned to Ikkaku.

"You guys good with this?"

Ikkaku grinned.

"You should be asking if your squad's ready."

Fourth was known as the weakest squad. This looked suicidal.

Shin explained the rules and stakes.

Full sparring. Blood was allowed. No fatal blows.

All techniques permitted—kidō, shikai, whatever.

If a Fourth Division member won, they'd earn two months of unrestricted dojo access.

If Eleventh won, they'd receive free treatment during their next injury visit.

Murmurs rose.

Isane looked genuinely worried. This felt reckless. They weren't fighters. This hadn't even been run by Captain Unohana.

But it was too late to stop. She quietly dispatched someone to inform the Captain.

Crowds gathered as Ikkaku strode to the center of the outdoor arena, weapon on his back, looking eager.

His gaze locked onto Shin.

"Tachikawa, let's warm up a little!"