As a teacher, he didn't like anyone sleeping in his class, but this problem student was a genius at hakuda—there was nothing left for him to teach her.
He knew that Gusion had defeated Teacher Fujimoto in Kendo that morning, but he had no idea what Gusion's hakuda level was.
It wasn't out of dislike or neglect that he didn't teach Gusion himself—it was simply that, in hakuda, Yoruichi was better than himself.
"Oh? A new student, huh…"
Yoruichi turned to Gusion, wiped the drool from her mouth, and grinned mischievously, making several students back away.
All first-years knew this noble miss was a little demon who feared nothing. In hakuda class, she'd beaten up everyone present, including Aizen.
"Gusion-kun, she's from the Shihōin family, probably the strongest hakuda user among the students. Be careful,"
Aizen warned, though his smile betrayed his amusement—he found the situation interesting.
Yes, he'd been beaten by Yoruichi as well. He had to admit, without relying on spiritual pressure, using only hakuda, even at full strength, he still wasn't her match.
So, Gusion-kun, will you surprise me again?
"Strongest?"
Gusion tilted his head as he met Yoruichi's gaze, flashing a white grin. "So hakuda is unrestricted hand-to-hand combat, right?"
"Not wrong," replied the teacher.
Yoruichi found Gusion's lack of fear amusing and stepped closer. "What, are you good with your fists?"
It was as if sparks flew in the air. The students standing between Yoruichi and Gusion backed away, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
Gusion stretched, his bones cracking. "Can't say I'm great—just know a little."
He had indeed trained in martial arts, learning every fighting technique his master could find. Unfortunately, much of the martial arts knowledge in his world had been lost, so from a broad perspective, he was only somewhat skilled.
"Haha, you're funny. I can tell by your stance—you're a hakuda expert, but you still say you know only a little?"
Yoruichi laughed, her eyes narrowing. "Pretending to be humble only makes Onee-san want to bully you."
"You look younger than me."
Gusion smiled—truthfully, Yoruichi and Aizen should have been born in Soul Society and grown up there. Right now, Aizen looked like a young man, Yoruichi like a sixteen-year-old girl.
With such a face, no matter how impressive her figure was, calling herself "Onee-san" just seemed off. Maybe this Academy's little demoness was born with an Onee-san heart.
"Heh, I'll make you call me 'Onee-san' after I beat you."
Yoruichi sneered, flexing her wrists. Unlike the other students, she wore a fitted white outfit made to resemble the uniform, with bandages around her wrists, giving her a decisive look.
A belt cinched her slim waist, and the outfit showed off her toned abs as she moved, making no effort to hide her explosive spirit body.
"Shihōin-san, remember to control your spiritual pressure—set it to level 17, same as Gusion-kun," the teacher reminded. He wasn't aiming for a fair fight; he just didn't want the little demon to accidentally kill Gusion.
"Oh, level 17—not bad,"
Yoruichi said, her tone ambiguous.
As the Shihōin heir, she'd always had the best resources. She'd had level 9 spiritual pressure at entry, and that was only because she preferred hakuda over spiritual pressure training.
Level 17 at entry wasn't much; she was only interested in Gusion's hakuda skills.
She controlled her spiritual pressure, then beckoned Gusion. "Come on."
Gusion wasn't angered by her provocation. He simply clasped his fists and bowed. "Please teach me."
Under the odd stares of Yoruichi and the others, Gusion moved—swift as thunder!
He crossed several meters in a flash, throwing a punch straight at Yoruichi's face—fast, fierce, accurate!
Yoruichi instantly dropped her casual attitude, blocking her face with both arms.
After the punch, she used the force to retreat, but Gusion pressed forward like a wolf after prey, launching a second punch at her abdomen.
Yoruichi, true to her genius, instantly judged the situation and used her flexibility to flip her upper body backward, letting the punch just graze her fitted outfit.
She supported herself on one hand and swept her leg out, aiming to knock Gusion off balance.
But Gusion seemed to have predicted it, jumping just high enough to dodge. As their legs crossed, he brought his right leg down in a chopping kick toward her lower body.
Yoruichi rolled away, flustered and a bit embarrassed, but also alert. She wanted to counter, but Gusion gave her no chance to get up.
The spectators were stunned—within moments, Gusion had Yoruichi, their undefeated hakuda champion, pinned down!
Gusion didn't see anything wrong with targeting her lower body in combat. Martial arts were meant to kill; mercy to the enemy was cruelty to oneself.
Even in a spar, he wouldn't go easy on a strong opponent like Yoruichi. Plus, after the earlier kendo match, he knew that if he hit her, her spiritual pressure would kick in and block the attack—he couldn't break her defense anyway.
Yoruichi was the Shihōin heir, probably at level 10 or higher. In other words, even without using spiritual pressure attacks, her soul density was much higher than his.
In attribute terms, her body was much tougher. If he didn't target her weak points, how could he win?
Yes, Gusion enjoyed fighting, but he hated losing.
Even if her overall strength far surpassed his, in martial arts, he refused to lose.
Boom—!
Another heavy downward kick—his right leg an axe toward Yoruichi's legs.
Yoruichi, ever the genius, dodged every critical attack, but she knew she couldn't keep defending forever. If she didn't turn things around, it was only a matter of time before he hit a vital spot and won.
Sweat beaded on her forehead as she racked her brain for a way out.
For the first time in ages, the Shihōin hakuda prodigy got serious. Time seemed to slow for her.
Finally, she seized an opportunity. As Gusion's kick missed, she twisted her waist and wrapped her long legs around him like a snake.