Yuki tried over and over again to let go of the rope to be able to make a sound come out of his mouth but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't do either of them.
He was glad that he could at the least walk and had a free hand so that he could drink water when he was thirsty.
He was so concentrated on trying to get his hand to let go of the rope that he didn't realize that the kids had started to come back.
"Okay, that's enough for today." Kazuma\ the man said to him, as he took pulled his hand free from the rope.
Yuki could only look at the man as he held onto the rope and throw it into the house, he hated the fact that the man made it look so easy.
The events from last night repeated themselves, the kids took out all of the food that they had managed to get their hands on, and the man made a fire again.
"I'm Yuki." Yuki finally introduced himself to the man, who just smirked at him.
"Great, I'm glad that I know one of your names." the man said to Yuki but his words were directed toward everyone else.
"I'm Kazuma Sato and before you ask I don't know any of their names." Kazuma said to him, as he waved at the kids that were inside the house.
"Kazuma who?" he hesitated to ask this question, it was an unwritten rule that no one asks about anyone else's past, but he had to know.
"Kazuma, who are you? I mean how did you? how did you know that you could get a Zanpakutō like that?" He asked Kazuma who just smirked.
"I'm an adventurer, and I didn't know that I could get this thing." Kazuma answered him as the three pieces of jewelry let out a faint grey-like glow before they turned back to a sword.
As Kazuma held his Zanpakutō he began to smile before he put the sword on the ground and leaned back on the wall behind him and then he put the back of his head on the wall.
It looked as if he was remembering something.
"I guess I needed help back then." Yuki heard Kazuma say to himself before he chuckled faintly.
"Guess I haven't changed." Yuki heard Kazuma say to himself before he felt Kazumas eyes focus on him and then turn to everyone else.
"Everyone close your eyes and imagine a ball of light, the light is any color that you want and it changes color because it's a ball of light."
"It's as big and as small as you want it, now raise your hands and touch it."
Yuki looks around confused and as he searches the room for anyone that's doing what Kazuma is telling them to do he finds that most of the kids are just ignoring him.
He hesitates but he closes his eyes and starts to imagine a red ball of light floating in front of him, it's small so small that it's almost nonexistent, but it's bright enough that he can see it in the darkroom that he imagines himself in.
As he reaches for the tiny ball of light he hears Kazuma talking again.
"The closer that you get to the light, the more that you feel it pulling something out of you."
"It's the same thing that makes you feel hungry or gives you that strange feeling that you sometimes get for some reason even when you turn around and find that nothing is there."
Yuki tried to imagine the ball of light pulling his spiritual energy out of him but he couldn't feel it doing anything and that made him feel angry so angry that he cursed the fact that he was even doing this.
"Why did the academy send him here?" "Why was he listening to some nobody that didn't know what he was doing?" 'why did he keep on failing to"
Yuki forced himself to stop thinking when he realized that the tiny ball of red light had grown by itself and was now the same size as his head.
"Whatever your feeling, whatever the ball of light is pulling out of you, don't try to stop it, let the light grow until you're sure that it can't grow anymore."
Yuki raised his hands again, he didn't know when he had put them down, but he put them back up again only that this time he felt something else growing inside of him.
He began to cry, but he didn't know why he only knew that he was crying and someone was holding him and comforting him.
He looked up and he found that a woman was standing in front of him, holding him, the same way a mother should hold her children.
He tried to see her face, but for some reason he couldn't, and yet he felt like he knew who she was.
The woman lowered her head and Yuki heard her say. "Open your eyes."
Yuki couldn't believe what he was looking at, he was somehow holding his Asauchi, but it was glowing he could see grey and red light flowing through it before it changed form.
He couldn't help but gasp, his Asauchi had turned into a Zanpakutō, he lifted it high above his head, to show everyone and he felt his eyes widen when the other kids that tried to do what Kazuma told them had somehow gotten their hands on their own Zanpakutō.
The house was filled with cheers and small gasps as everyone showed each other their swords, and talked to each other as they told the ones that didn't bother to listen to Kazuma how to do what they just did.
And yet all of the noise inside of the house stopped when the sound of Kazuma clapping began.
"Good job." was the only thing that Kazuma said to them and for some reason Yuki couldn't help but feel his chest swell with pride.