In Soul Society, love and bond begin

He first sat cross-legged on the spot and kept pressing his knees on both sides, then suddenly stood up from the spot, walked around in the courtyard while biting his thumb nail, occasionally cursing under his breath, but in the end, he controlled his temper again and sat down in the same position as before.

After a few minutes, the above process will be repeated again.

On the other side, Unohana Yachiru was sitting under the eaves, drinking tea quietly.

Only those drooping eyes occasionally lifted up and glanced in the direction of Saito Immortal.

His temperament is much calmer than before.

If it were in the past, Saito would probably jump around like a monkey, or simply be too lazy to care about someone's life or death like he does now, right?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Unohana Yachiru's face again, and he refocused his gaze and looked into the operating room.

'This is all your fault, Makoto.'

Compared to the two of them, the other Grim Reapers busying back and forth in the corridor seemed much more normal - they were so busy that they had no time to stay outside for too long.

There was only a symbolic ten-man Death Squad led by a fifth-seated officer from the Tenth Division guarding the door, staring vigilantly at Mei at the door of the operating room.

The war between the Shinigami and the Quincies had just ended, and everyone was extremely wary of any trace of the Quincies.

But as mentioned before, these people are just symbolic surveillance.

This is because people like Mei are considered powerful senior members in the Stern Cross Knights. If they really want to do something, they, a few small fry, cannot stop them.

After the previous war, these Shinigami who survived the battlefield had already experienced how powerful the Quincy who possessed the "Holy Words" were.

Because of this, the expressions of several Death Gods behind the leader of the Five Seats seemed quite disapproving.

There is no need to run away from small disasters, but you can’t run away from big disasters.

Tailing? Tailing!

"Wow--"

After a while, there was finally some movement from inside the door.

Saito Bu Lao Wu Si, who had sat down and stood up countless times, stood up from the ground almost the moment he heard the sound and subconsciously shouted:

"Hey! Qilin Temple bastard!"

"What happened to Cheng?!"

Qilinji Tianshilang, who had just left the house, was stunned by the scolding and subconsciously wanted to retort.

But when he saw Saito Bakutoshi's furious look, he immediately shut up and waved his hand unhappily:

"I can't die!"

"It's just a little troublesome."

"Huh?!" Saito Bulaobushi glared at the one-eyed creature and said dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean by slightly... Hey!"

Before she could finish her question, Qilinji Tianshilang, who was tired of the trouble, had already taken a flash step and disappeared from the spot with a sudden sound.

So, before Shijima Chigiri, who followed Kirinji out, could even open her mouth, Saito grabbed her collar.

"Peace of mind! Peace of mind!"

Shijima Chigiri smiled helplessly and waved at the old lady repeatedly: "Makoto-kun's soul sleep and lock knot are fine, and his physical condition is relatively good. His life is not in danger."

"He's been in a coma for five days! How can you say he's okay?"

Miss Saito continued to shout in frustration.

Only her clenched white fists could make people vaguely discern the tension deep in her heart.

"That's another matter."

As the first captain of the Fourth Division, Shijima Chigiri's medical skills were naturally beyond doubt: "The reason he was unconscious for such a long time was because Makoto-kun unleashed an excessive amount of spiritual pressure in a short period of time - at least in his current physical condition, he could not possibly withstand such power."

"So, coma is also an autonomous protective reaction of the spirit."

"In addition, within a few months after waking up, Cheng Jun will probably be completely unable to use the power of the Shinigami because his spirit body is in an abnormal disorder."

"But once this chaotic state passes, perhaps we'll actually benefit from it."

After his detailed explanation, Saito Bulaobushi, who had been on edge for several days, seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

She patted Zhidao Zhiwu's shoulder vigorously and smiled: "Thank you!"

Then I prepared to step into the operating room.

"Ah, it's okay..."

Shijima Chigiri was startled at first, and responded subconsciously, but then immediately seemed to remember something, trotting after him and shouting, "Hey! Hey! Captain Saito!"

"—You can't go in now!"

"Makoto-kun, he's not dressed yet."

"Get out of here!"

"I want to go in now!"

Miss Saito was anxious and angry.

Shikatori Bakunsai, who had appeared behind Unohana at some point, watched this scene, gently pushed the mirror frame with his slender hand, and a smile appeared on his face:

"Saito-senpai really likes Makoto."

"Right?"

"Unohana-senpai."

Unohana Yachiru was looking at Saito with a smile, but after hearing the voice of Kakuto Takeunsai, he slowly put away the smile on his face and looked at her calmly.

"Is something wrong?"

"Captain's meeting."

Miss Kadori, however, still maintained her innocent and lovely smile, and spoke cautiously, "But, Unohana-senpai...why are you always so cold to me alone?"

Unohana glanced at her and said calmly, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

"..."

As if she had noticed that this senior had no intention of talking to her any further, Miss Shikatori still followed her usual cautious attitude, silently shut her mouth, and seemed not to dare to ask any further questions.

However, when Unohana passed by her, she suddenly said:

"Don't you yourself dislike your own kind?"

"?"

Lu Quba Yunzhai was stunned when he heard this and raised his head subconsciously.

Unohana Yachiru had already walked out the door and was heading towards the newly built First Squadron barracks, his figure gradually moving away.

Miss Kadori looked at her, thoughtfully.

After another pause, she shouted into the operating room: "Saito-senpai—"

"So annoying! You two!"

Captain Saito's voice became increasingly angry.

......

"Boom."

The scabbard fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

Compared with previous captains' meetings, today's meeting seemed much more shabby in terms of both the venue and the number of people.

The original First Squadron barracks had already been completely destroyed in the battle between Fujimiya Makoto and Yhwach, and even the foundation was flattened.

As for the number of captains, it has dropped from the original thirteen to the current eight.

Among them, Chihiro Shihoin, the captain of the second division, was seriously injured in the final Quincy annihilation battle with a Knight Order Quincy, and is still recovering from his injuries.

Therefore, only half of the people present at the meeting were present as before.

However, the old man's attitude remained the same as before, and he didn't show any sign of fluctuating at all because of the decrease in the number of people.

"Today's agenda is the decision on the elimination of the remaining Quincies."

"Do you have any comments?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni habitually looked past the group of killers and towards the place where Fujimiya Makoto usually stood.

When his eyes fell on an empty space, he realized that the only "brain" of the Gotei 13 was currently recuperating from his injuries.

I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Why are there only two or three people he can use under his command?

However, just as he was thinking this, someone actually raised a question that was somewhat worth discussing.

Yan Yuanjinle raised his hand in the queue, stepped out, and calmly asked, "Excuse me, what should be done with the female Quincy that Cheng Jun captured?"

"Hey! Asshole Yan Yuan!"

However, before the old man could reply, Saito Furuobushi, who was almost dozing off, suddenly stood up and shouted in dissatisfaction, "That's Cheng's trophy! It's not something you can interfere with!"

Yan Yuanjinler still frowned: "Then what should we do if a monster inheriting Yhwach's bloodline appears again among the future Quincy?"

"The existence of Quincy should be eradicated at the root."

"That should be decided by Makoto!"

Saito's attitude of immortality is very firm.

Although she was a fool, she was not the type to abandon her savior - even if the Quincy was only following Makoto's orders.

Yan Yuanjinle's brows furrowed even more.

Just as he was about to say something to refute, he heard the old man at the top of the mountain slowly scabbard his sword.

"Boom."

The arguing between the two stopped at the same time.

Yamamoto said calmly, "Let's put the issue of that female Quincy aside for now and let Fujimiya Makoto solve it on his own."

"If there are no problems, move on to the next one."

"Yes."

After hearing Yamamoto's decision, Yan Yuanjinle still had a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, but he didn't say anything else.

The other captains present also looked as if it was their due.

Chojiro Suzuki, who was standing next to Yamamoto, witnessed the scene and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although Chengjun is still lying in the hospital bed, even in the captain's meeting, everyone takes it for granted that he is qualified to exercise his privileges.

Even though this privilege requires placing a Quincy who is like a time bomb and has at least the strength of a captain in a place like the central area of ​​Soul Society.

There is naturally one and only one reason for this.

strength.

Fujimiya Makoto's current strength is so strong that no one in Soul Society can ignore him.

obviously.

His battle with Yhwach impressed everyone present.

The meeting did not stop because of this small incident. The policy of purging all Quincies from Soul Society to the living world was decided from that moment on.

After that, there were a series of orders to rebuild Soul Society and the Gotei 13.

After this battle, the entire Soul Society was severely damaged from top to bottom.

Next, it will probably take a long time to recuperate.

......

"Tuk-tuk-"

Inside the ward, the vital signs detection equipment emitted a low beep.

Fujimiya Makoto lay on the soft big bed and slowly opened his eyes.

Unlike the previous times when he fainted and lay in a wet bathtub, this time Fujimiya Makoto had a warm and dry dream.