In Soul Society, love and bond begin

But for some reason, when I woke up, I felt inexplicably powerless.

It's like someone has drugged me.

【Fujimiya, are you awake? 】

[While you were sleeping, your lovely body was penetrated by many big and strong men.]

Xiao Podao's tender and soft voice sounded deep in his mind.

However, just one sentence almost broke his defense.

"you shut up!"

Fujimiya Makoto spat weakly.

But his hand subconsciously pressed the backyard.

Tsk, that's bullshit.

Isn't this still able to be clamped well?

However, just such a slight movement immediately woke up the girl who was sitting cross-legged beside the bed and staring out the window in a daze.

Saito Bulaobushi looked at Fujimiya Makoto who opened his eyes on the hospital bed. He subconsciously reached out to grab the corner of his clothes, then opened his mouth, as if wanting to soften his tone.

It’s a pity that no matter how I think about it, it feels awkward.

Finally, he reluctantly returned to his usual fierce look, with one hand on his waist, his feet on the bed, and gnashing his teeth, he shouted in dissatisfaction:

"I'm talking to you, you actually still remember to get up!"

"Do you know how long I've been waiting in this damn place?"

"Finally—"

Halfway through his words, it seemed that even Saito himself didn't know how to continue. His one eye was fixed on the idiot on the bed, as if he was afraid that he would fall asleep again.

Fujimiya Makoto lay on the bed, looking at the girl's appearance. On his slightly pale cheeks, he couldn't help but reveal a warm smile as usual:

"Thank you for your hard work, Saito."

"..."

Hearing his voice, Saito Fulaubusi's expression froze at first, then his face suddenly turned red and he started shouting again, as if trying to hide something.

"Fool--!"

"Fujimiya Makoto is a big idiot!!!"

The girl angrily crossed her arms and turned away, facing him with her butt.

The sound became louder and louder.

However, the pair of cute red ears under the dark purple twin tails could not be concealed no matter what. From the back of the neck to the earlobes, an attractive pink gradient line was formed between the white and red skin.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her suddenly drunken appearance with a puzzled expression.

Perhaps because the noise here was too loud, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

"Gululu——"

Accompanied by the subtle sound of wheels turning, Shutara Senjumaru, led by Mei, slowly slid into the ward.

The elegant beauty still looked lazy and calm, with a calm expression:

"That's quite a rowdy scene, Captain Saito."

"in addition."

"What are you yelling about about something important to me?"

Almost at the moment the words fell.

The ward suddenly became quiet.

Saito Bulaobusi suddenly turned his head, and the blush on his face faded away.

Sweeping deep into Senjumaru's single eye,

Suddenly, an unprecedented cold murderous intent arose.

Chapter 170: The Power of Emptiness

"You, what did you just say?"

Saito Fulaubusi had a cold face, and his low voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. The whole ward was filled with a cold and eerie atmosphere, and the murderous aura gathered on Shutara Senjumaru without any restraint.

The slender white fingers were already pressing on the hilt of the knife.

He looked as if he was ready to fight for his life at any time.

You can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want.

Fujimiya Makoto, however, was the man she had already reserved.

Shutara Senjumaru faced this murderous intent, but seemed to feel nothing. The wheels under his feet turned slowly and he slid into the ward.

The elegant beauty casually glanced at Saito Bulaobushi's hand on the hilt of the sword and sneered softly:

"Sure enough, monkeys are monkeys."

"In your mind, apart from the instinctive physical intercourse partner, I'm afraid there is no one who can be called 'important'?"

"Huh? You bastard—"

However, before Saito could pull the sword out of the sheath, he heard Shutara Senjumaru slowly speaking:

"how?"

"Don't you want Cheng to recover soon?"

"squeak--"

The one-eyed girl sheathed the blade that was about to show its sharpness.

The action that should have been decisive seemed to be suddenly petrified.

Saito Fulaubushi hesitated for a few seconds, looked at Shutara Senjumaru, and then looked at Fujimiya Makoto who was lying on the bed, weak and listless.

He actually managed to suppress his temper.

However, her beautiful face was still full of vigilance:

"...What's the meaning?"

"Of course, that's what it means literally."

As Shutara Senjumaru spoke, the wheels under his feet rolled around and he came to the side of Fujimiya Makoto's bed.

Several bony hands were groping around the "patient" in their respective roles, completely ignoring Miss Saito who was looking at them with a frown on her face.

"Cheng is now my most important experiment."

"Even with an undeveloped mind like yours, you should be able to understand how precious the body of a top-tier spiritual power master who has temporarily lost the power of death is, right?"

"What's more, Cheng is the most special one among them."

Hearing this, Saito Bulaobusi frowned subconsciously.

Of course, she knew how many powerful first-class spiritual masters there were.

That was the state she had longed for all her life but could never achieve.

This is still the case today.

Even if you count the entire Soul Society, there are probably only three people like Genryusai, Unohana, and Fujimiya Makoto.

But what does this have to do with healing Makoto?

With just one glance, Senjumaru saw through Saito's doubts and a lazy smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Look at you, I don't understand at all."

"Let's not talk about others for now."

Senjumaru said, his smile returning to him as he looked down at Fujimiya Makoto lying on the bed, "If it was Makoto-kun, he should have noticed something, right?"

"?"

Fujimiya Makoto lay on the bed and looked at her blankly.

Senjumaru's smile suddenly disappeared.

She shouldn't expect these idiots to understand her excitement and curiosity.

What a mistake.

"Hey!"

"Speak human language, Riddler Senjumaru!"

Saito really hates this guy who always pretends to be smart and looks down on idiots like them!

Isn't it just that my brain works a little faster than theirs?

Shutara Senjumaru was too lazy to say more to them and just showed it directly with his actions.

Almost at the moment when the words fell, the bony hand behind Senjumaru suddenly formed a sword and slashed towards Fujimiya Makoto's abdomen.

Saito's one eye suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously reached out to block it.

However...

"Fuck-"

The bony hand with fingers formed into a sword pierced Fujimiya Makoto's skin, but suddenly made a sharp collision sound like metal friction.

It even left a long spark on his belly.

Saito and Fujimiya Makoto were stunned.

"Saw?"

"What is this? You don't need me to remind you, right?"

Shutara Senjumaru spoke in a faint voice, casually retracting his bony hand behind his back.

For a moment, Miss Saito's gaze towards Fujimiya Makoto became very subtle.

After hesitating for a long time, she seemed to be unable to accept it and lowered her voice:

"Makoto?"

"You, are you Vastod?"

That ability just now was exactly the Hollow's "steel skin", right?

Although after reaching a high enough level of spiritual pressure control, the God of Death can also form armor on the surface of the body with high-density spirit particles, thereby achieving the effect of being unharmed when attacked.

But, for someone like him to be so weak that he can't move, yet still have this ability working, the only one who can do it is Steel Skin, right?!

"Not exactly, but almost."

However, upon hearing such an outrageous guess, Ms. Senjumaru surprisingly did not make any ridicule, but instead gave some confirmation in a very professional manner.

"?!"

Saito's single eye suddenly widened.

Senjumaru explained calmly, "To be precise, after Makoto completely lost the ability to carry the power of the Shinigami, his body instinctively experienced a positive feedback of some of the 'Hollow Power', which led to the Steel Skin phenomenon."

"More than that."

As the elegant beauty spoke, she used her bony hands to take out a small bottle from the side, which contained liquid spirit particles as round as the moon.

She slowly turned the bottle upside down, letting the drops drip onto Fujimiya Makoto's skin.

The liquid spirit particles absorbed into his skin the moment they touched it, without causing any rejection reaction.

"look."

Senjumaru raised his head and said to Saito, "His body is even highly compatible with Reishi, just like a Quincy."

"Hey!"