The books make the man (solo)

Bishamon entred the library, this was one of his few hobbies, maybe it was the piece and solitude of reading in the library, or maybe he had a thirst for knowledge which would explain his genius, his favorite or the sort of book he read the most was history of the soul society, he picked a book off the shelf whiped the dust off it, the book was entitled 'How the soul society was formed' he took a seat at an empty table as he didn't want to socialise, he then cracked his knuckles and began his book, he sat there getting deep into the book, he learned a lot of new things in this session he learnt the origins of shunpo, shikia, bankai and there where numerious theories about how the hollow race began, have they been alive for the same amount of time as humans, where they cuased by exprements or where they created by the gods themselves to mantain balnce on the earth, all intresting theories Bishamon thought, he learnt about captains of the past, and quincy's, bounts, the exprements by Aizen - creating the arrancars and about super humans. Bishamon knew that books don't just train your mind as he researched intresting exercises for stamina, speed, strenght ect, he also studied fighting styles, and tips on talking to your zanpakuto, he finished the book within a few hours which was impressive even by his standards he stood up and was on the verge of walking out and then a small book, shaped like a notepad caught his eye.

He slowly walked towards it, the book was clearly made by hand and had loose notes in it and torn pages it was obvious that it was a students notebook, but it was old probably an ex student by now, Bishamon thought nothing of it and slowly returned it to where he found it, until he caught a glimpse of the title 'tips on killing hollow's'
"heh, bullshit" he said to himself, everyone knew the only tip to kill a hollow was to destroy its mask, but curiosity go the better of him and he took it to the table and opened it he read tips about the smells hollows don't like and how some noises can confuse some hollows and how some colours can leave a hollow in a drunk like state for a while, Bishamon read it for another hour,
"we are closing up kid you have to leave" said the librarian, Bishamon looked at the clock in shock
"shit, 11:55pm eh? ha, ah well im tired anyway" he said he slipped the notebook in his kimono, he thought it wasn't an official library book so it can't be stealing, he then made his way out of the library, curious on trying a few of these new founded techniques out.