Infinite: Start as a ghost

After saying that, he led the three of them to open the portal and return to Soul Society.

As for Senjumaru, Hyonin no Baku was not worried about her safety and let her stay there a little longer.

The arrogant attitude of the Bingzhubu aroused the anger of everyone.

"Your Majesty, isn't the Soul Society far too arrogant?"

Shiro Souya looked at Grimmjow, who had raised the question, and said calmly, "That's right, they're too arrogant."

"Compared to that, I despise the condescending attitude of Soul Society even more, so I don't need to pay any attention to Shin."

At this point, Souichi Shiro sneered, "He might cause some trouble for Hueco Mundo, but he will also cause trouble for Soul Society."

"Let's see if the Zero Division can withstand Shin's attack, or if Shin is more afraid of Mr. Oni."

"Don't forget, our current forces are not just the Espada, but also Mr. Oni."

"In Squad Zero, no one can compare to him."

Mentioning Jiang Jiu evoked a look of awe in everyone's eyes, except for Pikalo and Mei Zhen.

at the same time……

In the present day, at a school in Karakura Town.

Kurosaki Ichigo was yawning listlessly in the classroom.

He has been without spiritual pressure for almost two years. Although his life has been very peaceful during this time, it has been extremely boring.

The battles with the Grim Reaper, the battles with the Bount, the battles with the Hollows, and the battles with the Arrancar.

Everything was so exciting.

His life, which involved disregarding life and death, made him completely unable to adapt to a peaceful environment.

Although he lost his spiritual power, his physical body was naturally transformed as his soul grew stronger, becoming incredibly powerful.

In the modern world, his physical strength is arguably the best in the world.

No matter what sport it is, as long as he puts in the effort to learn some skills, he can easily win first place in various Olympic Games and break all the records created by humankind.

Of course, he wouldn't do that. He likes excitement, but he doesn't like trouble.

Having lost his spiritual power, he thought he would just live out the rest of his life peacefully as a human.

The safety of the present world can be left to Ishida Uryu, Chad Yasutora, and Inoue Orihime.

However, in his dreams, he often saw a blurry figure appearing and disappearing in his dreams, as if it were someone he had forgotten who was very important to him.

He had no recollection of who this person was, yet they seemed strangely familiar.

"Ichigo, what are you thinking about? Come with me to the karate dojo." At that moment, a high school girl dressed in androgynous style came over and called to him.

"It's Ryuki," Kurosaki Ichigo said listlessly. "You go ahead, I don't want to go."

"Hurry up, you bald guy, my team needs a mentor." Long Gui roared, "Don't make me beat you up."

Before Ichigo could say anything more, another boy ran over and interrupted their conversation: "Kurosaki-kun, please join our basketball club! We're begging you, we're short a captain."

As soon as this boy spoke, a group of boys ran over and started to speak as well.

"Kurosaki-kun, please join our baseball club, please."

"Kurosaki-kun, please join our soccer club, please."

"Kurosaki-kun, please come to our sumo club, I beg you."

"Kurosaki-kun, please join our basketball club, please."

"Kurosaki-kun, please come to our judo club, please!"

As more and more people gathered around him, Ichigo Kurosaki, unperturbed, smiled and put his legs up on the desk.

"So many of you have come to invite me, but I'm only one person and can only join one club. Name your price."

"I happen to be short of pocket money. I'll join whichever club offers the highest price."

Long Gui grabbed his ear and demanded, "When did you become like this?"

"Ouch... Ouch, ouch, let go." Kurosaki Ichigo slapped Tatsuki's hand away: "What are you doing?"

"You actually auctioned off sports competitions? What do you take the spirit of sports for?" Long Gui said angrily.

"What can I do? I'm short of money." Kurosaki Ichigo rubbed his ears. "My stinky old man, Suian, recently made a fortune, but he won't share it with me. He said he's saving it for me to get married later."

"Get married?" Long Gui's eyes changed, and his expression suddenly became somewhat lewd. "What, which girl has your stinky old man set his sights on to be your wife?"

"Hey, I can call my own dad 'stinky old man,' but why are you calling him that too?" Kurosaki Ichigo rolled his eyes at her.

"What does it matter? It's not like it's the first time," Long Gui chuckled.

"Alright, that's enough. I'm going to pick a club to join." Kurosaki Ichigo pushed Tatsuki away, intending to randomly choose a club to join.

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of the boys who had been waiting anxiously.

Ryuki grabbed Ichigo Kurosaki: "No, you have to join my club."

Ichigo Kurosaki rolled his eyes again: "Where's the money?"

Long Gui slapped him across the face: "You dare ask me for money?"

Ichigo Kurosaki dodged the slap: "That's why I need to make money."

Long Gui said angrily, "No, unless you beat me, you have to join my gang."

Chapter 289 Ichigo Kurosaki's Daily Life (Part 2)

Ichigo Kurosaki was speechless: "Hey, you've been unable to beat me since middle school, haven't you?"

“You know that was back in junior high school, several years ago. How do you know I’m no match for you?” Long Gui’s eyes gleamed.

Several boys got anxious, and one of them said, "Kurosaki-kun, I'll offer 1 yen."

"Tch, only 1? What do you take Kurosaki-kun for? I'll offer 3."

"Is there a big difference between 3 and 1? How dare you criticize others like that? I'll offer 10."

Kurosaki Ichigo smiled smugly: "Look, 10 yen! Why do you think I'd help your karate club for free?"

Ryuki started to sulk. The price of 10 yen was indeed high, and she couldn't shamelessly ask Kurosaki Ichigo to teach her for free anymore, so she could only sulk.

"I'll come over to your place when I have time. I have to go to my club activities now." Kurosaki Ichigo yawned again. "Which student just bid 10 yen?"

"It's me, it's me." The boy ran up to Ichigo Kurosaki excitedly: "I'm the president of the soccer club. Welcome to the soccer club, Kurosaki-kun."

Ichigo Kurosaki said, "You offered 10 yen, you don't just want me to help you win a match, do you?"

"Of course!" the boy said with a grin. "I want you to help us win the national high school soccer league championship."

"I'm sorry, I can't guarantee that," Ichigo Kurosaki said indifferently. "I'll just be the goalkeeper, making sure they can't score. Whether you win or not depends on yourselves."

The boy was taken aback at first, then immediately nodded and bowed, smiling obsequiously: "That works too, that works too."

Helpless, Long Gui could only leave dejectedly.

After an afternoon, Ichigo Kurosaki finished his soccer training.

Given his physical attributes and the fact that he was only playing as a goalkeeper, the entire training session was much easier than when Jiang Jiu played basketball in his native world; the difficulty and intensity were much lower.

No matter how the team members kicked, they couldn't score a single goal. No matter how tricky the angle or how powerful the ball was, Ichigo Kurosaki could always catch it easily without breaking a sweat.

After the training session, the football club president knelt on the ground, moved to tears: "This is the goalkeeper we found! This 100,000 yuan was well spent!"

"President..." All the club members hugged each other, both happy and crying: "Captain, we have a chance to win the championship this year."

"Yes, there is hope. We can finally realize everyone's dream of winning the championship."

Kurosaki Ichigo's lips twitched. Was it really necessary...?

Just as he was about to say something, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

So he casually turned on his phone and answered the call.

He had barely put the phone to his ear when a young woman's loud scream came through, nearly shattering his ears.

This is his boss's phone number.

"What are you doing? I almost went deaf, you know?" Kurosaki Ichigo retorted.

Although he's the boss, he won't indulge the other party.

"Where have you been these past few days? How many days have you been absent from work? Do you still want to work here?"

Without even a second thought, Kurosaki Ichigo said, "Then I'll resign. That way you won't have to worry about me skipping work."

"Hey, what did you say?" The voice on the other end suddenly stopped: "Wait...wait a minute."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Ichigo Kurosaki hung up the phone.

He went back to the lounge, tidied up for a while, changed his clothes, and was about to go home.

But just as he stepped out of the school gate, a van suddenly stopped in front of him, and a woman in her early thirties, whose gender was ambiguous, immediately tied him up.

Then they forcibly pushed him into the car and sped away.

At the school gate, the other students stared in disbelief at the smooth and skillful movements, and were about to take out their phones to call the police.

Uryu Ishida appeared and secretly destroyed everyone's cell phones one by one with his bow and arrow.

"Don't panic, everyone. This isn't a kidnapping. She's Kurosaki's boss."

He only came forward to explain after damaging the phone.

"Wow, it's Chairman Ishida himself!" Girls immediately started screaming, as if they had seen their idol from a TV drama.

"It really is President Ishida. I heard he's the only person in the school's history to become student council president as a second-year student."

"Yes, yes, he's first in academics, top three in sports, and so handsome. He's truly the most perfect person, much more handsome than those celebrities and idols."

The female students were all blindly praising him, while the male student next to him silently looked at his shattered phone, lost in thought.

"How...how am I supposed to explain this to my dad?"

"Would my dad believe me if I said it exploded on its own?"

The male student was on the verge of tears: "Good people don't get rewarded."