In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Next time, I’ll pinch you.

"What do you mean true or not... Makoto, why are you pulling me?" Saito first looked in Makoto's direction in confusion.

However, as soon as the girl turned her head, her gaze immediately froze.

A sinister smile slowly appeared on her pretty face.

I saw a slender figure standing at the door of the Spiritual Nurturing Bureau, quietly watching the scene happening in front of him.

"Makoto-kun, you're really welcome."

Almost at the moment the voice came out, Fujimiya Makoto's whole body froze in place.

Unohana Yachiru stood quietly at the door, with a motherly gentle smile on her soft face, and she looked at him tenderly.

"Hey! Yachiryu!"

Saito Bulaobushi immediately jumped out and shouted without caring about the occasion, "It's been a long time!"

"My sword has always missed the taste of your blood!"

However, Unohana Yachiru seemed to completely ignore her existence, and walked slowly towards Fujimiya Makoto with a gentle smile.

When passing by Saito, he gently rubbed her long hair to comfort her as if he was teasing a child.

"Ok?"

Saito turned his head with a confused expression.

Unohana Yachiru slowly stood in front of Fujimiya Makoto. Her smile was still gentle and charming, but her soft face seemed to be suddenly covered by a layer of gloom, and even the depths of her slightly narrowed eyes were filled with a hint of cold murderous intent.

"Sincerity."

"You haven't forgotten the 'promise' between us, have you?"

"Of course."

Are you kidding? Fujimiya Makoto doesn't care about anyone's words, but he would never take his beloved teacher's words lightly!

If he dares to return to Soul Society without practicing the Shikai, his dear Unohana teacher will really chop him down!

After the cut, you will be treated.

Moreover, she is still a mediocre (low-level) doctor now, and she can accidentally sew the stomach and spleen together.

I just want to ask you if you feel at ease.

Fujimiya Makoto said this, but his face was obviously a little embarrassed: "However, because of the previous battle, my physical condition is not very good now."

"Also, teacher, what is this...?"

Unohana Yachiru simply smiled gently, and the gloom and ice in her heart instantly melted away like snow bathed in spring light. Her slender white hands gently stroked the young man's head, and she spoke softly:

"I just happened to see Cheng's name on the injured list, so I came along."

"I haven't seen you for a while, and I miss you a little bit."

Unohana Yachiru's smile is gentle and pleasant, like a spring breeze.

Even Fujimiya Makoto, who was deeply poisoned by him, couldn't help but feel a little grateful in his heart - although he probably knew that the teacher was most likely thinking of his "skills".

Just as he was feeling moved, he heard the soft and tender sound of Xiao Podao suddenly ringing in the ears of several people.

【I also miss the teacher's big headlights and buttocks! 】

[Unohana-sensei, let me rest my head on your knees for a moment!]

Please!

"Shut up!"

No precautions, no worries.

Fujimiya Makoto was so furious on the spot.

I'm hanging you with a broken knife?!

Is it possible to say this?

Can you say that?!

However, perhaps it was because the man in front of them was called 'Fujimiya Makoto', but Saito, Bayunsai, and Unohana-sensei all seemed to take it for granted.

There was absolutely no sense of incongruity when these words came out of his sword.

"Unohana-sensei..."

Fujimiya Makoto tried to argue with a difficult expression: "You know me. This broken sword has nothing to do with what I had in mind!"

"Yes Yes."

Unohana-sensei seemed quite helpless and tolerant, "It has nothing to do with Makoto-kun."

"exactly."

Seeing that his teacher approved, Fujimiya Makoto breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Unohana-sensei continued, "However, if you want a lap pillow, you have to at least let me show my true abilities."

"Eh--?"

Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously revealed a regretful expression.

However, when he met Unohana-sensei's smiling eyes, the stern expression on his face immediately disappeared.

Tmall's little broken knife, framing me all day long!

Look what has become of his reputation.

Saito kicked his thigh and said, "So you're fighting Hollows every day just for this little reward?"

"What a fool!"

"Fool!"

The one-eyed girl looked down upon him.

However, there seemed to be a little bit of unspeakable dissatisfaction.

I don’t know what I’m dissatisfied with.

Kanatori Takeunsai stood by, looking at Unohana for a while, then at Saito, his uncontrollable smile and gossipy look seemed to be about to burst out from under his glasses.

interesting!

Chengjun is so funny!

"All right."

Finally, it was Unohana Yachiryu who interrupted, "Don't worry about the Shikai yet, let's go to Genryūsai first."

"He probably has a lot to tell you."

"Then, remember to go to Qilin Temple early to recuperate."

Unohana Yachiru looked at him with a gentle smile and said kindly, "Wait until Makoto-kun's injury is healed, then let the teacher take a closer look."

"Your Zanpakutō."

Fujimiya Makoto's face immediately fell.

Then, I'll go to Qilin Temple to recuperate, right?

"Yes~yes~"

......

He agreed reluctantly, and finally went to the first team office of the old man in the mountain.

It is different from the "combination of work and rest" of later generations.

Yamamoto Shigekuni, who has just taken the position of captain-general, is a very diligent old man.

In addition, because of his strong physique and abundant energy, he spends at least 24 hours out of 20 hours at work. He has to review most of the documents in person and supervise them at all times.

However, working for a long time does not mean that the work is done well.

At least, he was about to be unable to suppress some of the conflicts that were originally hidden among the grassroots of the Gotei 13.

Looking at another document presented on the table, Yamamoto Shigekuni frowned deeply, and the lines on his face became deeper.

Until, Quebe's figure suddenly appeared from behind the door.

"Lord Captain."

He half-knelt on the ground: "Vice-Captain of the 11th Division, Fujimiya Makoto, has arrived outside the door."

"Tell him to come in."

The old man was straightforward.

Until he entered the captain's office, Fujimiya Makoto didn't know what he was called for. Before entering, he asked Suzube a few words in confusion.

Quebu said nothing.

Only when he entered the door did he see the old man Shan handing a document to him and asking him to take a look.

Fujimiya Makoto took the document and glanced at it casually, his expression subconsciously becoming a little serious.

"Lord Captain."

"Keep watching."

Only then did Fujimiya Makoto continue flipping through the pages.

The contents of the document were nothing special. They were just records of some former members of the Yuanzi Academy, after becoming part of the "samurai class", accepting bribes from former nobles, marrying into former noble families, and doing things for them.

in short.

corrupt.

The brave man who defeats the dragon will eventually become the dragon himself.

In just this short period of time, there were 36 records of officials accepting bribes.

You know, now the entire Gotei 13 is divided into twenty ranks from top to bottom. Although some of the seats have more duplicate seats, the total number of officers is less than three hundred.

It can only be said that after thinking that they have "achieved their ideals", many of the old students in Yuanzi Academy have become relaxed.

According to the survey, dereliction of duty has even occurred in many positions.

No wonder the old man in the mountain suddenly activated the aristocratic forces that he had always disliked, and sent a signal to the outside world by "pardoning" Xiu Mu Yin Ling.

There is no other way out because of the relationship.

It turned out that the old staff of Yuanzi Academy had only been in the city for a few days, and things had already reached this point.

If we don't give it a little stimulation, I'm afraid the whole Soul Society will have to rely on the old man to go to the security booth at the door to guard it.

Fujimiya Makoto felt it was a little unbelievable at first, but after the surprise wore off, he suddenly felt that it was reasonable.

You have to know that these days the Grim Reapers don't have much education, let alone ideals - most of them initially aim to pull down the nobles and become the superior ones themselves.

How many people pay attention to the old man’s slogan? Doesn’t he himself know it?

Even the previous teachers' conferences had to be continued by force, so what kind of beliefs can that large group of rabble have?

The problem now is nothing more than the backlash brought about by violent politics.

"Makoto-kun."

Yamamoto Shigekuni pointed at the documents on the table and asked, "Is there a solution?"

Fujimiya Makoto glanced at the highlighted words on the document.

It happens to be the word 'original aristocracy'.

He thought about it, nodded seriously, and said affirmatively: "That depends on whether the captain wants a big win, a medium win, or a small win."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief:

"Elaborate."