In Soul Society, love and bond begin

【Football enthusiasts】

if it is like this......

Fujimiya Makoto looked at Saito's small feet on his knees and asked tentatively, "Can you... help me step on my back?"

"what?!"

Saito was about to get angry.

What on earth is a massage from an old father who treats her like a child?!

However, looking at Fujimiya Makoto's eager eyes and the fish tail sweeping in the distance, the girl subconsciously raised her voice:

“You——!”

"..."

"There's really no way."

"Go, get down."

What about me?! Where's my foot massage?!

Xiao Podao's childish voice kept ringing beside him.

However, Fujimiya Makoto has not sealed his mouth yet today.

Helpless, I could only let it cry and nag.

"You stay away."

Miss Saito looked at Fujimiya Makoto lying on the sand next to the campfire, and a strange idea suddenly flashed through her stupid mind - had she fallen into a trap?

However, she had already said it, so she couldn't just pretend she hadn't said it, right?!

That's not something she can do.

Moreover, this is also an effort to save the poor XP system of this stupid guy Cheng.

If Unohana really finds out that this idiot has been in Hueco Mundo and actually likes things like big fish tails, won’t that bastard chop her to death?

Even a fearless guy like Saito couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that scene.

It’s such an unfair death!

Then, a pair of bare feet gently stepped on his back.

Fujimiya Makoto lay on the ground, and an expression of comfort unconsciously appeared on his face under the shadow of the campfire.

Although Saito keeps shouting "old man" all day long, she actually has a standard loli body shape and is very light in weight. When she steps on his back, the weight of her own body adds to the strength, which is just right.

Just by lying there, he could feel the pair of white jade-like toes slightly curled inward, moving softly back and forth on his back.

All the fatigue accumulated from a whole day of fierce fighting seemed to disappear at this moment.

Putting your feet on each other's backs is so civilized!

But of course, this was not his purpose.

Fujimiya Makoto stared at the panel and found that the performance of the Foot Art Lover showed no sign of changing at all - it seemed that at this level, there was no way to meet the upgrade requirements.

So, he began to issue remote control commands to Miss Saito.

"A little to the left."

Hearing the superior tone, Saito frowned slightly at first, but still did as he was told.

"Right! Harder."

Saito-chan gradually became a little impatient, and veins appeared faintly on her forehead.

"Don't use brute force, you have to learn how to use technique!"

Miss Saito rubbed her feet hard on his back, no matter how skillful or not!

"Heel, do you know where the heel is?"

"Saito..."

The next second, he had just turned his head when he was kicked in the face. The pink and white toes and half of the sole were stuffed directly into his mouth, almost pressing his entire head into the sand.

Saito Bulaobushi glared at the one-eyed creature and complained loudly:

"It's so annoying!"

"Just be grateful for me stepping on your foot, you bastard!"

"Why are there so many requests?!"

As a result, all I had been working on for so long didn't work, but this time it worked.

"Pah, pah!" Fujimiya Makoto quickly spat out her foot and shouted, "Idiot! We just ran around outside all day!"

"I don't care!"

Just as Fujimiya Makoto was about to say something else, a panel suddenly popped up in front of him.

【You have taken a step further on the 'Path of Foot Art'! 】

[Instant Step (Talent Restriction): 'Level 15'↑]

[You damn it! Let me have a taste too! ! ]

He instantly quieted down, and looked at Xiao Podao with an extremely complicated look.

Since it's your hobby, why don't you eat it yourself?!

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly felt that he was like a living tool at this moment.

Poor and helpless.

Only the breakthrough of instant step limit can comfort people's hearts.

only......

He looked at Saito's little feet that were angrily retracted, and suddenly thought of something.

Even his little broken sword has become so versatile now, if he wants to continue to increase the limit...

His gaze gradually shifted downward.

"..."

No way?

Soon, Fujimiya Makoto stopped imagining.

At that time...if it really doesn't work, I'll just have to use talent points.

People have limits.

If he continued to push his luck, Fujimiya Makoto couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be stabbed - especially the one below.

"Oooooh...slimy."

Saito kicked his little feet in the sand with a look of disgust on his face.

Noticing Fujimiya Makoto's glance at him, he turned his head away with a "tsk".

Just inadvertently, there seemed to be a slight blush on the ears.

The feet were eaten.

It's a little embarrassing.

This guy Cheng only knows how to do some weird tricks!

snort!

However, the knowledgeable Lord Saito would not be shocked by such a small scene.

Saito-chan, you always feel proud from unexpected places.

Just as the two of them returned to silence, a familiar spiritual pressure reaction suddenly entered the minds of Fujimiya Makoto and Saito.

That's the remote communication from the 77th Binding Dao, Tian Ting Kong Luo.

Yan Yuanjinle's voice came from the direction of the base, and the sound of fierce fighting on the opposite side could be faintly heard.

His voice was calm and steady:

"Notify headquarters of the situation now."

"Our headquarters was attacked by seven to fifteen groups of at least three Yachucas."

"We now order Groups 1, 2, 9, and 11 to return to defend their base."

"Other people should stay away from the station and ensure their own safety."

"complete."

Fujimiya Makoto and Saito's expressions suddenly became serious, and they stood up from the sand with a bang.

They are a group.

"Cheng!"

"gone!"

It was completely different from the idiot look he had just had who was shy even when someone stepped on his back.

Saito listened to the voice in his head, and his signature evil smile reappeared on his face.

Whenever there is a fight, she is the most reliable Saito Immortal!

"Go and kill some fun!"

Chapter 103: Fujimiya-kun, you are the real...

When Yan Yuanjinle issued orders to each group, the Hueco Mundo expeditionary force stationed at the base had already engaged in battle with the invading group of Achucas.

"kill--!"

Pitch-black figures shot out one after another, charging towards one or two Yachukas in groups of several or dozens at the same time.

In terms of absolute ability, most of the Shinigami soldiers here are not as good as these Achukas Hollows, whose strength is at least equivalent to that of high-ranking officers.

However, during the long battles with the Soul Rei Tei and the Gense Hollows, they had already developed a set of formations for besieging and killing large or powerful individuals.

The one or two people with the strongest instant step strength will lead the way, and the others will serve as auxiliary attacks, with occasional Kidō and Zanpakutō attacks added in. Just like a group of copy BOSS pioneers with tacit cooperation, they will gradually kill these hollows that are much stronger than them by constantly draining their blood.

This is the experience accumulated through many years of fighting and practice.

However, despite this, Yachukas's strength was not something they could easily resist.

Just like most boss clearing teams will be wiped out if they are not careful.

The Hueco Mundo expeditionary force also faces the same danger - or even greater danger!

"Broken Path No. 31: Red Fire Cannon!"

A ghostly explosion blasted from the back of an Achukas. A large sickle-like hand stretched out from the smoke and dust, waving away the smoke and dust, and instantly killed a tall and strong Death Soldier.

"Splash it out, eroding water!"

The roaring officer activated his Shikai, charging forward like he was going to die, swinging his blade at the monster in front of him, but it only left shallow scars on the steel.

"Roar--"

Deafening roars resounded through the sky. The scene of ten or even dozens of giant-like Achukas wreaking havoc on a legion of hundreds of death gods was like a painting from hell.

If you're not careful, you'll step on the body of your companion who's still wailing.

"boom!"

Kuriyashiki Ryoma roared in the same childish voice, commanding the Ele Corridor to pounce on the Achukas in front of him, while shooting out intermediate ghost arts in his hands.

However, in front of these huge monsters, the strength of small people like them is so weak that it is not worth mentioning.

The huge Hungry Corridor ball was vulnerable in front of Yachukas and was easily thrown away by a heavy blow. The round sphere almost sank in mid-air, forming a huge sinkhole, smashing a hole in the pale sand and raising a large amount of smoke and dust.

Kuryashiki Ryoma was stunned.

The next moment, the scarlet eyes turned and looked at his figure.

The thick arm came down like a sledgehammer.