Captivated by the movements and skills on display, Koyo could only sit here. This wouldn't do; his Squad was out fighting and protecting Naruki. He accepted this post for a higher chance of glory. The opportunity to display his skills in combat, but seeing this. He now understood why he was left behind. "Does it hurt to see how weak you are?" A voice echoed inside him, coming from the deepest corners. As his Zanpakuto spoke, he felt his eyes wince.
It was salt in a wound; what the hell was he in the academy for? What had it all been for, these fights and the time spent? "What gonna pout about it now? Just gonna sit here watching the amusement and games? " He wanted to scream shut up at his Zanpakuto. He stood up without realizing it; his blood was roaring. He couldn't sit idle and observe this scene any further.
"Teach me...please...teach me, master." He mumbled, feeling his Zanpakuto spirit smile. "Well, can't do that here; let us go somewhere you can sweat." Koyo turned and moved away from the scene; he'd seen far more than he needed to. Koyo's attitude was a strict one of work ethic with few breaks.
He thought he was strong, strong enough to gain recognition in his naivety. Squad 10's Fourth Seat is a meaningless promotion given out of need. Koyo hadn't earned this position; it was just to fill spots. That bothered him; no, it pissed him off. Koyo's frame left the seats and observation speeding on his way back to the familiar Barracks.
Central Seireitei----Traveling to---- Southwest Seireitei