In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Neither Shihoin Chihiro nor Shiba Yoshihiro obviously took Kuchiki Ginrei seriously.

Kuchiki Ginling himself could also feel this.

However, for the sake of family matters, he had to suppress the anger that only belonged to a 200-year-old young man and said calmly:

"The main reason I've summoned you all here this time is to discuss the curriculum and faculty arrangements for the newly established 'Mao Spiritual Arts Academy'."

The topic finally got on track, and the people present quieted down and listened to him quietly.

Kuchiki Ginrei's goal was also quite clear: "In order to address the current manpower shortage of the Gotei 13, I have specially obtained the qualification from Master Genryūsai to assign some teaching staff matters."

"As you all know, with so many nobles living here, it's inevitable that some trouble will arise. Therefore, I want to find them some tasks within their capabilities as soon as possible."

"However, the number of places is limited. In order to ensure the fairest possible distribution, I hope this matter can gain the support of the adults."

At this point, his voice paused, and he reminded, "No matter what, we are all nobles after all."

"It's the former noble!"

Shiba Night Ibis corrected him, tapping the table.

But his brows were still furrowed.

The people present are not fools.

In other words, even a fool, after living for a hundred years, would be able to discern the good from the bad in people's words.

What does it mean to 'strive for some teaching staff qualifications'?

They are simply taking advantage of the school's lack of staff and trying their best to stir up trouble!

As for 'hoping to get their support', there's no need to explain it further - it means wanting to drag them into the water along with me.

If you are a commoner, you may not realize the power of a place like "school".

However, those present here are all great nobles among the great nobles, and they know very well how powerful educational institutions are.

As long as enough manpower can be accumulated, generation after generation of young Death Gods recruited through teacher-student relationships will form a huge network of contacts over a long period of time.

Obviously, since a head-on confrontation is unlikely to work, the Kuchiki family is already thinking of off-field tactics.

"Silver Ridge."

Shifengyuan Qianri suddenly showed a playful smile, leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and chuckled:

"You don't really think this method will work?"

Kuchiki Ginrei said calmly, "Regardless of whether our noble status can be restored, we will inevitably need available personnel in the Gotei 13, won't we?"

"But..." Tsunayashiro Mitsunobu raised his hand cautiously, "I heard that Master Genryusai seems to be planning to hand the entire academy over to that Vice Captain Fujimiya, right?"

"Indeed."

Kuchiki Ginrei nodded slightly. "Harusui has already finished his first day of classes at school today, and it was Fujimiya-sama who was in charge of the class."

"..."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in confusion.

As experts in intrigue, these nobles are very clear about Fujimiya Makoto's future status.

Now, Lord Yuanliuzai has handed such a place over to him. What does this mean?

Of course, it is a stable position of successor.

What's more, doing things under Fujimiya Makoto...

That's 'Fujimiya Makoto'!

"The Shiba family has no interest."

Shiba Night Ibis didn't even bother to say a word, just stood up and walked out.

Kuchiki Ginrei said quickly, "Master Shiba, you should at least do this for the family..."

"Clang."

The door closed with a dull thud.

Looking at the departing figure of Shiba Night Ibis, although Kuchiki Ginrei felt a little regretful, he had to accept the reality.

However, there is nothing we can do about it.

I heard that Lord Shiba was once defeated by Fujimiya Makoto. I guess he must have suffered a lot, right?

It's ok.

There are several other people among the five nobles.

"Then, Shifeng..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Shifengyuan Chihiro stretching himself, then standing up from his seat and saying with a smile, "I won't bother you any further."

"Yinling, next time something like this happens, just give me a message."

"I'll try to pretend to be sick."

"hey-hey."

Don’t you think this is nonsense?

He didn't want to be beaten up again by the three most ferocious women in Soul Society.

Goodbye to you.

Little Blackie snapped his fingers and disappeared from the spot with a smile, leaving only the sound of the wind.

Kuchiki Ginling's expression suddenly froze.

Why did you run away too?!

Your Shihouin family is also aristocracy!

He is the heir to the noblest bloodline in Soul Society!

"Um, um... Lord Yinling."

Tsunayashiro Mitsunobu raised his hand tremblingly.

Kuchiki Ginrei looked at him, feeling a little relieved, and tried his best to put on a friendly smile: "Mitsunobu, in order to prevent the Tsunayashiro family's story from happening again, you must support me, right?"

"No, Lord Yinling."

Tsunayashiro Mitsunobu's expression suddenly turned awkward, and he muttered softly, "Actually...don't be fooled by the way Lord Fujimiya usually acts like a decent person, but when he hits someone, he's really not a human being."

"So, you must not provoke him."

"I-I'll leave first."

After he finished speaking, Tsunayashiro Mitsunobu felt that he had done his best.

He had been caught by Fujimiya Makoto once before, so how could he possibly give him the chance to catch him again! ?

Whoever wants to do this kind of shit can do it.

"boom."

The door was closed, and Xiumu Yinling stood there blankly, looking at the empty seats with a confused look on his face.

Is this the power of the name 'Fujimiya Makoto'?

After a long while, I heard him say harshly:

"damn it."

"I don't believe this evil anymore!"

......

'A-choo.'

Fujimiya Makoto sat on the tatami and sneezed lightly.

A gentle breeze blew across my face, bringing a slight warmth.

After class, he first went to the old place to have a hearty meal, then took a good bath, and then came here as instructed by the teacher.

After dealing with the miscellaneous matters at the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy, it's time to do some serious work.

He turned his head and looked at the courtyard planted with lush plants, feeling quite refreshed.

Teacher Unohana's house is not very spacious, and is even a little narrow compared to the large room assigned to Saito by the team.

However, Unohana Yachiru, who only cares about swords, is accustomed to a simple life, and she is not used to being served by others.

Fujimiya Makoto sat quietly and poured himself a cup of tea.

He made an appointment with the teacher that after the class today, he would show the teacher his Shikai.

It’s a pity that we came at the wrong time today.

Unohana-sensei is still bathing.

Because the room was a little narrow, the bathtub was behind the wall behind him.

With Fujimiya Makoto's current hearing ability, he could even faintly hear the sound of flowing water.

From time to time, I could hear Xiao Podao's deliberately lowered childish voice in my ears, as if he couldn't wait.

[You are moving! 】

【Move! 】

[Such a good opportunity, even if you don't watch it, I still want to watch it! ]

[That's Unohana-sensei! Yukiko's bouncing teacher!]

[Fujimiya! Please, I beg you!]

The noisy sounds made people feel irritated, and even their hearts, which had calmed down after bathing and burning incense, became a little agitated unconsciously.

"you shut up!"

Fujimiya Makoto said dissatisfiedly.

What is there that you should not watch?

Is that someone who can peek?

In such a small house, even he can hear the sound of running water next door, so shouldn't Mr. Unohana be able to hear the sound on the other side clearly?

What if he gets hit on the head as soon as he reaches the wall?

The little broken knife has nothing to do with anyone.

Very annoying!

[Mmmmmmm—]

However, even if the ball was stuffed into his mouth, Xiao Podao's stinky mouth refused to stop at all.

Until, the sound of wet and gentle footsteps came from the door behind me.

"Crack, snap."

Unohana Yachiru stepped on the floor with her still wet bare feet and casually pushed open the door.

Fujimiya Makoto turned around.

Today, Unohana-sensei was only wearing a loose linen bathrobe. She was holding a towel in her hand, slightly tilting her head, wiping her still wet long black hair.

Perhaps due to the steam, Unohana's usually pale face still had a hint of redness on her skin that only comes out of the bath, and even her eyes and expression seemed much softer than before.

"teacher."

Fujimiya Makoto sat upright, not looking around.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Makoto-kun."

A smile appeared on Unohana Yachiru's gentle face, and she said softly, "You must have been looking forward to this for a long time, right?"

If it were someone else, encountering this situation of a man and a woman alone in a room, the beauty coming out of the bath looking pure and innocent, saying strange things, and the situation being like dry wood and fire that could be ignited at any moment, they would probably have started to have wild thoughts.

But Fujimiya Makoto knew very well.