In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"I have other things to do today, so I'll be leaving now!"

After shouting in panic, the small figure immediately pulled up a translucent cloak behind him and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

"Oh--"

Fujimiya Makoto and Saito were both shocked and their eyes widened in sync.

Kiryu's reiatsu quickly faded away.

Leaving behind only a group of hapless researchers who were at a loss.

"This should be the little brat you brought back, right?" Saito Furuobushi, still riding on his neck, looked in the direction where Hikifune Kiryu had disappeared, and said with a bit of astonishment, "He's so young, and he's going to work here already?"

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her in confusion:

"You're not that old yourself, are you?"

"what?"

"How dare you look down on me?!"

Captain Saito immediately grabbed his hair and said, "I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice!"

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, it hurts!”

"I'm going to rip you bald today! Bald man!" Saito Bulaobusi stepped on his face with his little feet and shouted loudly while making trouble on his head.

"Please be merciful." Fujimiya Makoto begged for mercy.

He doesn't want to be a programmer anymore in this life.

The two of them walked into the depths of the research institute, playing and joking.

Shutara Senjumaru was sitting in front of the machine, seemingly studying the microscopic structure of a special piece of cloth. When he saw two people with the woman on top break in, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Oh my...are you in this mood in broad daylight?"

"But, if possible, could you please not do such vulgar things on my territory?"

"What do you mean by vulgar?" Saito wondered.

Fujimiya Makoto sighed helplessly: "In your eyes, what exactly are we doing?"

Shutara Senjumaru feigned confusion. "Isn't it like the closer groups of macaques on Kitajima Island, where they ride on each other in the hot springs, grooming each other and laying the groundwork for intercourse soon?"

"I, I don't plan to hand it over!" Saito Fulaubusi's face immediately turned red and she retorted loudly - she actually understood this word.

"Bushi-chan doesn't deny the idea of ​​'grooming each other' and 'riding on each other's heads'."

Shutara Senjumaru's tone remained nonchalant.

She was the arrogant person who looked down on everyone, thinking that everyone was the boss and she was the second in command. Even her voice was faint.

"No!"

Saito's face was still red as he retorted loudly.

As if he finally realized that this behavior was quite shameful.

However, after hearing what she said, Saito Furuo finally agreed to jump off Fujimiya Makoto's neck.

What a joy.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at Shutara Senjumaru with gratitude.

Noticing his gaze, Miss Senjumaru simply sneered with a hint of disdain, looking faintly dissatisfied.

No matter who's willfulness is tolerated...

This is not a good habit.

"So?" Shutara Senjumaru asked slowly, "You came to me, didn't you, just to use the smell of urine to declare that you are of reproductive age, like the canine creatures?"

"If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. I still have research to finish."

Fujimiya Makoto finally straightened his expression and briefly explained, "Because we need to go to Hueco Mundo to participate in the expedition later, I'd like to ask, Senjumaru, if you can make some small devices for remote positioning and life detection."

"Also, I need a device that can help me train my spirit particle control abilities."

Hearing Fujimiya Makoto's confident voice, Shutara Senjumaru suddenly turned his head and looked at him, his eyes slightly subtle as he asked:

"Vice Captain Fujimiya."

"Did you misunderstand something?"

"Ok?"

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned when he heard this.

Shutara Senjumaru then slowly said, "The Technology Development Bureau has a fixed annual budget and research targets. The equipment that needs to be developed also needs to be determined at the beginning of each year according to the process you set."

"This is not your treasure chest."

"Ah, this..."

Before he could finish his words, Senjumaru cut him off and said calmly, "This is the rule you set yourself, Vice Captain Fujimiya."

"Are you trying to break the rules?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the elegant woman's voice.

It was not until then that Fujimiya Makoto suddenly remembered that last month, Shudra seemed to have come to him to complain because the funding allocated to the Technology Development Bureau was too little.

Really holding a grudge...

"Actually, I've already submitted a report on increasing the Development Bureau's funding percentage!"

Fujimiya Makoto's expression immediately turned serious. "Not only that, but even our 11th Division's combat equipment research and development funds for the next hundred years have been allocated towards the Shutara Development Bureau."

"I just haven't reported it to the captain yet."

Shutara Senjumaru then revealed a satisfied smile, his narrow eyebrows outlining a charming arc, and he hummed with satisfaction.

"That's pretty much it."

Saito Fulaubushi looked at the two of them in confusion.

What funding?

What's almost the same?

have to say.

Maybe it was the right decision not to let this guy pretend to know everything and be in charge of the Sixth Division's affairs.

Shutara Senjumaru stood up from his seat and casually gestured, "Follow me first."

"Just help me do an experiment."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the entrance leading deeper underground.

Fujimiya Makoto quickly followed.

From the entrance, it looks like just a narrow underground corridor.

However, after turning a circle, both of them felt empty under their feet.

The next moment, a huge space appeared in front of the two of them.

Shudora landed steadily on the ground, and her bony hands helped her stabilize her position like support pillars.

The other hand grabbed the staggering Fujimiya Makoto.

"Hey Hey hey!"

Saito's immortal eye widened: "Is there such a large space underground here?!"

"How long will it take to dig this?"

Saito's sigh is not without reason.

If you only consider the area, this place can almost be called a wasteland.

At a glance, the radius is at least more than ten kilometers.

If it were to be excavated by manpower, it would definitely take hundreds of years or even more.

but...

Fujimiya Makoto turned to look at Shutara.

The elegant woman chuckled: "It did take quite a while."

“It took about three days to finish.”

"So, you better be careful later and don't make things torn and tattered."

"what?"

Saito turned to look at her.

Shutara Senjumaru then explained her purpose: "In order to demonstrate the Gotei 13's status as a Death God, the Captain-General recently gave me a research and development task."

"That is, the research and development of the Death Tyrant Suit."

"Death Tyrant Suit?"

Saito looked down at his clothes and asked in confusion, "Isn't that what we are wearing now?"

"It's still different."

Shutara Senjumaru said casually: "What the captain needs is the Death Hagi that will appear once you become a 'God of Death'."

"At the same time, as long as the Shinigami are still alive, their Death Hegemony Suit must be constantly restored in order to provide a certain degree of protection."

"If I had to say, it would be to add a few small things to the Soul Society's 'reiatsu rules', right?"

Adding to the world's rules...

When Fujimiya Makoto heard this, his eyes widened.

You guy!

Don't say such serious things in such a nonchalant tone!

He suddenly remembered that in the original work, after Ichigo first received the spiritual pressure from Rukia Kuchiki, the Death Hagekō and Zanpakuto appeared from Ichigo.

It was obvious that his clothes and knife could not have been taken from Rukia.

No wonder...

It turns out that this seemingly simple thing has risen to the level of rules?

If he has this ability, it would not be surprising that Senjumaru would be selected into the Zero Squad in the future.

"Oh I got it!"

Saito Fulaubushi clapped his hands with his fists, looking as if he understood, and nodded slightly in pretense.

"So what experiment do you want us to do?"

Miss Xiuduoluo smiled gently: "Of course, it's an experiment in protection and clothing repair."

"That's just right. I also have some ideas about the spirit particle control device that Cheng-kun mentioned."

As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of black bracelets appeared in her hands.

On the surface of the bracelet, there are large and fine spiritual seal patterns, which are shining brightly.

Fujimiya Makoto asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"A limited spiritual seal." Shudorashi Senjumaru said with a smile, "It was originally created to prevent high-level Death Gods from accidentally crushing too many ordinary people when they traveled to the human world."

"However, since it has a very strong spirit particle suppression effect, it is also very effective in training spirit particle control ability."

"Eh—?!" Saito Bulaobushi widened his single eye, "Is there still such a thing?"

"Give me one too!"

As long as he has this kind of thing, even an ordinary vice-captain will be able to fight her back and forth, right?

Saito Fuumaobushi is the kind of guy who gets excited immediately when anything related to fighting is mentioned - for this group of killers, the saddest thing is that there are no fights to fight.

"Yes Yes."