The Adaptive Quincy of Bleach

Time skip.

Their training has gone on for a couple more months, and soon enough, Sora went months and would be on for a couple more months. Soon enough, Sora would be turning 10 years old. This training with Soken had lasted roughly eight months and he would be turning 10 years old, this training with Soken had lasted roughly around 8 ish months or so.

His control over Reishi had gotten a lot better, really good in fact, it had gotten to a point, where he could even control the Reishi from Uryu's bow, he could forcefully push the Reishi away from Uryu as he tried to form his bow.

That was fun.

The way to his success was simple, he first used his wheel, adapted to Reishi for like a solid hour, then turned off the wheel and worked off muscle memory, he repeated that process over and over again.

He was not weak by no means, he could now help his grandpa kill more hollows, though he kind of hated being watched.

Currently, though, Sora and Uryu could be seen licking their ice cream, he seemed quite content with the quiet serenity of this moment.

Uryu like the basic guy he was chose a simple vanilla cone, while Sora once again very basic, but with some flavor, chose Chocolate chip ice cream, he savored every bite as if it was the most important thing in the world to him.

Meanwhile, behind them, Soken watching this scene had a satisfied smile on his face, both of his hands were tucked into the sleeves of his robe.

The old man observed his two grandsons with a soft expression.

"Look, a Stalker"

As Uryu turned around to look, Sora took a bit out of Uryu's ice cream.

"You thief," The young boy said lightly angry.

"Shouldn't have fallen for such an obvious trap, smart ass" Sora stick out his tongue at Uryu as if teasing the boy, who just looked annoyed.

"You are...an annoyance" Uryu pushed in his glass as this time his ice cream was closer to him than ever.

"You just sore 'cause I am better than you" Sora was quite proud puffing out his chest.

"Don't worry, Big bro will protect you" His voice sounded quite brotherly voice.

"As if someone of your intelligence could be my brother" Uryu shot back.

"Well in breeding those lead to some fascinating stuff"

"You...." Uryu did not finish his sentence, did Sora realize he just called himself.....

Well, that further justifies Uryu's view of him as special, with power and mental.

"Plus I am taller so whatever I say the rule" Sora proclaimed looking at his cousin.

"That is not how it works..-" Sora's attention was taken away from Uryu, as his gaze landed on something within his range, his yellow eyes glowed a bit, as he made eye contact with a man wearing.

The man was wearing a black Shihakushō, Sora could see the man Zanpakuto to the side, there was no denying it.

This man was a shinigami, he started to feel for the man Reiryoku and then for the man Reaitsu.

He wanted to see the level at which the man was at, nothing more.

Over the past two months, he had gotten used to Shinigami surveilling them. It was frankly getting tedious, like come on, could they at least make it less obvious?

Though little did he know, they were being discreet. His senses were so heightened that he could feel the slightest change in reishi in the air; he could even sense the change in the Kishi as well.

He had adapted so much that unless someone was wearing some sort of Reishi canceling cloak, if they got to close, just know he saw you or has sensed you

Now focusing his senses toward the man, he started to get a feel for their power.

So, the man had more Reiatsu than Uryu but less than Sora, which was expected; Sora had captain-level Reiatsu at the tender age of ten. Some might even say Reishi gifted it to him.

Currently, he was holding back his Reiatsu to match Uryu, yet still remain less powerful than Soken; a delicate balance indeed.

He had no problem being seen as weaker than Soken, he was the elder here, however, he drew the line at Uryu, so he would not be weaker than Uryu.

He was not being disrespectful, as the older one, he must show his dominance over the weak.

He was strong.

Though if He as in Sora himself were to guess how strong the shinigami was, probably say something like third or fourth seat, anything more would be glazing, could be less though, he had not met many strong Shinigami, most of the one, he has met were pretty weak, like Uryu.

For some reason, Uryu felt like he was being disrespected by someone. He glared at Sora, who just gave him a toothy grin. Yeah, it was Sora. Whenever in doubt, Uryu always blames Sora.

After all, Sora was a troublemaker.

Sora's attention left the Shinigami; as long as he didn't get too close, he would be fine.

Soken gazed at Sora's back, he wondered....if he could.