In Soul Society, love and bond begin

What happened just now?

Kishida looked at the big hole on the ground and the figure fallen in it, and still hadn't reacted.

His memory was still stuck on the conversation with an acquaintance just a second ago.

If my vision hadn't suddenly become blurry, I probably wouldn't have noticed anything was wrong until now.

That is......

Quincy?

It was not until this moment that Kishida suddenly felt a sense of surviving a disaster.

When he looked at Fujimiya Makoto, there was even more admiration in his eyes.

For the group of Death Gods, nothing can win the respect of others better than the word "strength".

"Fujimiya-sama!"

"Please leave the small matter of cleaning up the bodies to us."

Kishida shouted loudly.

However, Fujimiya Makoto didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. He slowly walked towards the big pit, his voice gentle and calm:

"Kishida."

"Take your people and move away."

Kishida was stunned.

Before he could react, he saw his legs, which had just fallen to the ground and were twitching, suddenly stop.

Fujimiya Makoto also stopped.

The next moment, a bulge suddenly appeared on the street ground behind him.

Laai's figure suddenly shot out from the ground, and the iron rod in his hand whistled and swung towards Fujimiya Makoto's back.

The scabbard on Fujimiya Makoto's waist drew a dark arc in the wind and blocked his way behind him.

"Zheng——"

The sheath and stick collided, making a crisp sound.

However, in Fujimiya Makoto's peripheral vision, Laai's face suddenly showed a smile of success, and he shouted:

"explode!"

Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously took a step back.

"boom!"

Almost at the moment he stepped back, a flash of fire suddenly appeared at the junction of the sheath and the stick.

The high temperature and impact of the explosion swept up a large amount of smoke and dust, shaking people's whole body.

Fujimiya Makoto reacted extremely quickly, his body wrapped in smoke and dust, and he retreated several meters in an instant, rushing out of the smoke.

However, his brows were slightly furrowed.

[Slash +1]

[Quack! Strike hard into the mouth of this voluptuous, bare-chested older sister!]

Something is wrong!

Fujimiya Makoto looked at Laai with a hint of doubt.

He saw it clearly just now.

Kishida and his guys treated this woman as one of their own just by being patted once.

Moreover, the legs that were stuck in the pit just now didn't look fake at all...

This is not something that an explosive type ability can do.

So, it's not that kind of ability?

But before Fujimiya Makoto could think it through, he saw the female Quincy suddenly take a step forward, waving an iron rod and flying towards him with a grin.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two sticks were swung out in succession, and continuous explosions enveloped the opponent's body, raising balls of dazzling flames one after another, so fierce and blinding.

Fujimiya Makoto jumped up repeatedly, his eyes fixed on the woman opposite him.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

"Cute little brother!"

"If you always distance yourself from girls like this, you'll be disliked."

La Ai's tone was dissatisfied and her voice was slightly raised, as if she was acting coquettishly.

However, whether it was the iron rod in her hand that was more than two meters long, or the explosion holes, it was impossible for people to associate these words with the word "coquettishness".

"is it?"

Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but smile, his expression still gentle: "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually quite good at pleasing girls."

"Would you like to try it, big sister?"

Meeting the young man's gentle gaze, La Ai narrowed her eyes slightly, and her tongue slowly slid across her lips, revealing a hint of excitement.

She dragged a long iron rod behind her, scratching it on the hard tiles, making crisp crackling sounds, and slowly walked towards Fujimiya Makoto.

"Well, boy."

"You must not hide away."

The moment the words fell, a ray of clear green light as sharp as a sword suddenly flashed beneath La Ai's feet.

Flying sickle kick!

When he appeared again, he was already very close to Fujimiya Makoto.

Just, I don’t know why.

Fujimiya Makoto actually listened to her and stood there obediently without moving.

Kishida, who had retreated to a distance with his companions, saw this scene and subconsciously widened his eyes and shouted:

"Fujimiya-sama?!"

"Woo——"

The wind was howling and the silver light was flashing.

There was a flash of excitement in Laai's eyes.

Then, Fujimiya Makoto stretched out a hand into the air.

"Snapped."

The heavy iron rod was firmly placed in the palm of his hand.

The imagined explosion did not occur.

A trace of surprise flashed across La Ai's face.

Kishida and others in the distance suddenly widened their eyes.

Almost subconsciously, she stepped on the ground with her high-heeled boots and tried hard to pull the stick back.

However, no matter how hard she tried.

The iron rods held in Fujimiya Makoto's hands were firmly fixed in place.

like a statue.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her beautiful face, which was tense due to the effort, and said in a gentle tone:

"Your ability isn't explosion."

"Right?"

"I just discovered it."

"Although there were traces of the explosion on the ground, when I began to doubt it, the power of the explosion was obviously smaller than the previous one."

As he spoke, he looked back at the ground that had just shattered due to the explosion.

La Ai was stunned.

Just by relying on the difference in the destructive power of the explosion, you discovered the clue?

This guy.

"so..."

As Fujimiya Makoto said this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He suddenly exerted force with the hand that was holding the iron rod, and the huge force lifted up the entire body of the woman in front of him, and she flew towards him unstoppably in a gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, La Ai felt a sudden pain in his abdomen.

The scabbard dug deep into her clothes, stabbing her body in half. She vomited a mouthful of acid as if her spine was broken, and her eyeballs seemed to be bulging out of their sockets, covered in bloodshot.

Fujimiya Makoto straightened his scabbard and pressed her to the ground, then said condescendingly:

"...Your ability should be to change my will."

"Is that so?"

"This slutty big sister?"

Kishida and others watched this scene from afar, all with expressions of surprise.

Although this young rookie had been known for a long time, he was vaguely rumored to be the most promising successor to Captain Yamamoto.

But rumors are always different from what you see with your own eyes.

At close range, they saw a powerful Quincy who had incredible strength and could silently take all of their lives at any time being easily subdued by Fujimiya Makoto on the ground.

That intense feeling of shock cannot be expressed in ordinary words.

"Ah."

However, the woman lying on the ground slowly smiled: "Brother Death, you are indeed much stronger than I thought."

"but......"

She met Fujimiya Makoto's gaze directly: "Do you think that a guy like me can be dealt with so easily?"

Fujimiya Makoto frowned subconsciously.

A faint suspicion arose.

The next moment, the figure on the ground suddenly disappeared like smoke.

A plump and slender figure slowly stepped out from another shadow.

The leather high-heeled boots made a 'tapping' sound as they stepped on the ground. The Quincy woman adjusted the military cap on her head, her chest slightly open, her whole body intact.

"Woo-"

The iron rod, which was more than two meters long, spun several times in her hand as if it were nothing and stood behind her.

The woman chuckled towards Fujimiya Makoto and said:

"Although it's a little late, let's make up for it."

"Holy Word: L, Lie."

"You can call me...Laai."

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her intact clothes, and then glanced at the holes on the ground.

There seemed to be a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.

His expression was as gentle as ever:

"My name is Fujimiya Makoto."

"But, lies..."