In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Everything is back to normal.

Unohana Yachiru's figure had already disappeared from the center of the deep pool.

......

"The Twenty-second Part of the Broken Path: The Illuminating Sphere."

The moment the words fell, a dazzling light suddenly rose from the young man's fingertips, suddenly illuminating the room, which was originally a little dim due to the lights being turned off, into light as bright as day.

Makoto Fujimiya sat on the big bed in the hospital ward, feeling the power of the god of death gradually reviving in his body, and tirelessly performed this boring functional ghost art.

There are some things whose value can only be truly felt after you lose them.

Compared to the violent power of the void, the power of the god of death is as easy as using one's own arms in his hands, and can be easily twisted into various special shapes.

Maybe it was because it was lost and found again, or maybe it was just an illusion.

Fujimiya Makoto felt that even when he was performing the ghost way, it seemed to be much easier than before.

"Owner."

Mei, who had changed into a maid outfit today, stood beside the bed and said gently, "If you blow up the floor again today, Captain Shijima will come over and scold you personally."

Fujimiya Makoto sat on the hospital bed, continuing to play with the ball of light, feeling the subtle flow of spirit particles, his tone completely indifferent:

"Why should I be afraid of him? He can't catch me!"

Mei kindly reminded: "But, you were rolling around in the hospital bed a few days ago, and you were forced to stay in the hospital for an extra half month."

"If you displease Captain Shijima, the news of your recovery won't be hidden."

"Also, regarding Unohana-sama..."

Almost as soon as he heard this, Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously extinguished the ball of light in his hand.

When he reacted, he subconsciously made up for it:

"plum."

"I see you don't understand anything at all!" Fujimiya Makoto said, as if imparting life experience, shaking a finger. "Don't be fooled by Unohana-sensei's cold and indifferent look."

"In fact, she is definitely one of the women with the strongest self-esteem in the entire Soul Society."

"How can it be possible if I don't let her give way?"

As Fujimiya Makoto spoke, he pretended to be considerate of others and said shamelessly:

"Think about it."

"I am the strongest Shinigami of the new generation, the second-generation captain-in-command, the terminator of the Emperor of the Empire of Light, the master of the small broken sword... If I could easily, like a soup of snow, be stunned and fall, and accidentally knock Unohana-sensei to the ground."

"Do you think I should still take her as a slave?"

"That's my dear teacher!"

"Besides, what will Saito think of me then?"

"My personality is that of a sunny, pure, good boy."

He spoke so confidently, without even caring about his face.

obviously.

This guy is so arrogant now that he can't control his mouth.

However, after sighing for a long time, he did not hear his little maid coming to support him as usual.

"plum?"

The young man looked back subconsciously.

Then, he saw Unohana Yachiru appear beside his bed at some point, covering his little maid's mouth with one hand, and listening to his chatter with a smile.

The maid didn't move, but just gave him a rather helpless look.

The lively expression on Fujimiya Makoto's face suddenly froze.

"--teacher?"

......

At this moment, all the distracting thoughts such as fear and desire in Unohana Yachiru's heart suddenly disappeared.

"Ah, it seems we must decide between life and death."

"As expected of you, Makoto."

Unohana smiled and thought so in her heart.

Chapter 176 Sharing

"Cheng Jun, you are really confident."

Unohana Yachiru's voice was calm, and even the smile on his face made him seem more amiable than usual.

There seemed to be a hint of coldness in her voice, and she looked at him with narrowed eyebrows:

"If that's the case, you should be ready, right?"

"Unohana-sensei?!"

Fujimiya Makoto's face suddenly tensed up, and he quickly explained: "Listen to my excuse! What we just did was just a joke—"

【All of them are from the heart! 】

I can't wait!

[As long as I can fight the teacher with all my strength and in a hearty battle, I will be willing to die!]

The devilish sound of the small broken knife's rapid movement entered his mind, directly drowning out Fujimiya Makoto's defense.

Mr. Fujimiya's words were caught in his throat.

Damn little broken knife!

This time, although I am telling the truth this time, you can't say it so loudly in front of the person you are talking to.

Unohana Yachiru was stunned when he heard this.

The next moment, she looked at him deeply, as if she had let go of her last worry, or as if she had removed some heavy shackles.

"That would be perfect."

As Unohana Yachiru spoke, he slowly extended a hand and placed it on the broad chest, whispering, "In a sense, actually... I've been eager to try this for a long time."

"Ok?"

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned at first.

But the next second, he reacted immediately.

Obviously, the battle that Xiao Podao talked about is not the same as the battle in Unohana teacher's mind.

"That's right, teacher."

Fujimiya Makoto sat on the hospital bed, hesitating for a moment, looking a little embarrassed. After a few seconds, he finally asked, "Can the matter of this duel be kept secret?"

A hint of doubt flashed in the depths of Unohana Yachiru's narrow and beautiful eyes, but when her gaze fell on the person standing beside the bed, she caught a glimpse of a bucket of honey with the lid open placed next to it, and a few strands of dark purple hair fallen by the bed.

His eyes couldn't help but become a little deeper.

Even a faint smile appeared on his face, which made people's heart flutter.

Perhaps it was because of the extremely aggressive words just now spoken by his own disciple, or perhaps it was the unbridled emotion after letting go of the shackles of self, a teasing thought suddenly arose in his mind.

Then, Unohana Yachiru released the hand that was holding Mei and took a step towards the bed.

Fujimiya Makoto was already feeling guilty, and when he saw Unohana teacher suddenly approaching, his heart couldn't help but jump.

But the next moment, the collar of his shirt was grabbed by that slender, white, seemingly soft and weak little hand.

The force coming from the palm of your hand actually makes you feel irresistible.

Unohana Yachiru leaned down, getting within a few inches of his disciple. His long hair fell down at the temples, causing the wide collar of his clothes to loosen up. His slender figure, which was unique to his mature years, swayed heavily, and his nose tip almost touched the other's.

Eyes facing each other.

Fujimiya Makoto's body tensed up subconsciously, as if he had been caught with something.

At this extremely close distance, he could even clearly feel the hot breath of Unohana teacher blowing on his cheek.

Even though I can no longer smell her scent, I guess it's still as light and fragrant as before, right?

This thought subconsciously popped up in his mind.

Then, Unohana-sensei's voice rang out from beside my ears:

"Keep it secret?"

"Recently, Makoto-kun and that kid Saito Fuumasei have been getting very close, right?"

"so..."

As Unohana Yachiru spoke, her fingertips slowly twisted the dark purple hair that had fallen on the bed sheet, hooking it between her and Makoto, bringing it into view.

"...You don't want the kid to know, do you?"

Fujimiya Makoto's pupils contracted subconsciously.

Finished!

His plan to have the best of both worlds ended before it even began!

However, driven by the most basic male survival instinct, Mr. Fujimiya still tried to argue stubbornly: "Teacher, I, I am not what you think..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Podao suddenly interrupted him again, and said in a very proud voice.

[Whether it's Unohana-sensei or Saito-chan, I'm still fighting! !]

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The second time!

Fujimiya Makoto's heart was so angry that sparks seemed to be coming out of his eye sockets.

He doesn't know whether he will fight Unohana-sensei tonight or not.

But you, little Broken Knife, are definitely not going to be able to escape!

However, after hearing Xiao Podao's shouting, Unohana teacher did not show any sign of anger at all - or perhaps, after spending a long time with Fujimiya Makoto, as a teacher, she had long been accustomed to this level of defiance.

"If that's the case, Makoto-kun... can you satisfy me?"

Unohana Yachiru looked at the young man in front of him with a faint smile.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the teacher's faint smile, which looked like a little girl's successful prank, and knew that he had no room to dodge.

What's more, men can't say the word "no" in such situations.

So he took a deep breath.

"of course!"

Unohana Yachiru looked at him with a smile, but without saying anything else, turned and walked out of the room.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

The moment Unohana-sensei walked out of the room, Fujimiya Makoto felt that even her steps seemed to lighten up a bit.

His eyes fell on her receding figure, and he couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.

Until, a faint voice sounded beside me:

"So, this is the relationship between the master and his teacher?"

Fujimiya Makoto was startled at first, then subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from.

Then, he met Mei's meaningful eyes.

"Yeah, do you have any objection?"

"Believe it or not, I'll eat you first!"

There was a subtle hint of desperation in Fujimiya Makoto's tone.

Mei raised her eyelids and reached out to grab the loose hem of her skirt: "If you don't mind this steel body that sometimes becomes very hard..."