The feel of Renji's eyes on him the entire time was somewhat unsettling, even though Hisoka could guess the cause. The boy could ignore it easily enough, but he hadn't been watched at all ever since he became shinigami. Dying took away his status of heir to the Kurosaki name, he no longer needed to be constantly pressured to do this or that.

Regardless, Hisoka kept training, the motions almost as familiar as breathing. The five (or six?) days spent not training hadn't done anything to hinder him. For now he would kept practicing though, he could wait a bit before he went to the metal bar (AKA: The makeshift sword)... And he could ignore Renji for the time being. He could try anyway.