In Soul Society, love and bond begin

However, when Fujimiya Makoto was killed for the eighth time in this dangerous battlefield, he realized that something was wrong.

It was not until this moment that he suddenly remembered that Unohana-sensei was also a god of death.

He is also a top-level Shinigami in Soul Society who has been forbidden to use jade since birth and is extremely strong in both physical fitness and mental toughness.

Perhaps because she had never experienced this before in such a long time, Unohana-sensei, who usually wore a mask of "cold beauty", was actually more interested in fighting than in killing.

Not only must every battle be decided, but even after Fujimiya Makoto is defeated, he will never let him go. He will press his precise and effective Huidao on the wound, and the person will immediately recover. There is no room for giving up or surrendering.

It makes people feel complicated.

"Hmm."

Fujimiya Makoto groaned softly and lay on the mattress with his pillow in his arms.

"Now that you're awake, get up and eat." Unohana-sensei's voice was still gentle, "Then go take a good bath."

"Unohana-sensei." He lay on the ground like a big kid and said, "My waist is so sore... I don't want to move."

Seeing him like this, Unohana Yachiru reached out and tucked up the hair that fell from his temples. An unconscious smile appeared on his face. He leaned down and whispered in the young man's ear, "Then, Cheng Jun, you shouldn't mind another reply, right?"

Fujimiya Makoto's whole body was shocked.

The look he gave the teacher beside him was like looking at the devil.

Do you really treat people like perpetual motion chickens?!

"how?"

The smile on Unohana's face grew even more intense, and she lowered her voice, "Are you tired of it, Makoto-kun?"

"That's still..."

As the two were whispering, they suddenly seemed to notice something and abruptly raised their heads towards the side door.

Fujimiya Makoto's voice suddenly froze in his mouth.

'Wow--'

The paper door was pushed open by a little hand.

Saito Fulaubusi held the oden in one hand and held the paper door with the other. He stared at the situation in the room with his one eye. His brain seemed to have suddenly crashed and he was unable to recover for a while.

The five eyes face each other.

Fujimiya Makoto was lying in the quilt, looking at her with an extremely terrified look.

Unohana Yachiru, who was lying beside the young man with her long hair loose, looked lazy and leaned close to his ear, as if saying something.

She was only wearing a thin bathrobe, and the white left shoulder of the clothes hung down due to gravity, making her old shoulder very slippery.

"...Makoto?"

Almost instinctively, Saito squeezed out this word from his immortal mouth.

The girl gritted her teeth as she uttered the last syllable of 'to', which still had a somewhat dazed tone.

Even a fool like her who is ignorant about love would suddenly realize some problems when seeing this kind of cream puff scene with her own eyes.

"Clap."

The oden soup bowls and oil-paper packets all fell to the ground, scattering everywhere.

Just when the three were still in shock, they heard Xiao Podao's penetrating and excited voice suddenly rang out.

[Saito, when did you come? Yes, I love you too.]

【You came at the right time! 】

[I also want to fight alongside you, Kouya! ! ! ]

The familiar voice rang in the ears of the three people at the same time, like a stone falling into a mirror lake, causing large and spreading ripples.

At that moment, the three of them spontaneously went from stillness to movement.

Without any hesitation, Saito Bulaobusi suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand, and a murderous intent as sharp as a blade burst out from his one eye, and he slashed towards Fujimiya Makoto's lower three parts.

The roar suddenly resounded throughout the entire neighborhood.

"Fuji! Miya! Makoto-!!!"

In an instant, the loud blast of wind ripped the air in front of him, and a pure white shock wave burst out, slashing towards him like a waning moon.

Fujimiya Makoto, who was too tired to move just now, suddenly jumped up from the ground like a rabbit. At the critical moment, he put his hands together to hold the blade, and spoke at a speed almost as fast as the little broken sword:

"Wait a minute! Saito!"

"Listen to my excuse first!!"

"Then wait until I hit you with my sword first!" Saito's temper was extremely violent. His one eye was wide open, and the force of his strikes with both hands was astonishingly great.

If it weren't for the fact that Fujimiya Makoto's spiritual power was even higher than hers, and that he had profound attainments in both hand-to-hand combat and slashing techniques, he would have been stabbed right in the center of his chest by this knife.

"Boom——"

The two men advanced and retreated, breaking through the wall of Unohana's mansion and rushing out of the front yard, raising a cloud of dust.

Unohana Yachiru stood by and slowly wrapped her clothes tightly around her.

Looking in the direction of Saito and Makoto, he sighed inexplicably.

At this moment, Saito Bulaobushi felt a surge of anger rising from his stomach to his forehead. Even the blood vessels on the edge of his temples seemed to be beating, and his teeth were clenched.

All kinds of emotions kept surging in the brain of this girl who had never experienced such feelings, and her steps never stopped.

Furious, confused, bewildered, and aggrieved.

For the first time, I had someone I liked, and the other person also liked me, and the two joys overlapped.

Until now, Saito Furuobushi still remembers the moment when he was on the verge of death, when Fujimiya Makoto's back, like a city wall, blocked his way, as if it was imprinted in the deepest part of his soul.

So profound that it is unforgettable.

We should have had a dreamlike happy time.

However, why——

It will become like this!

The girl stared at the man in front of her, her eyes red and her teeth gnashing. The sound coming out of her mouth was like a whisper, extremely fragile:

"You bastard, didn't you say you liked me—?!"

She took another sudden step forward.

The blade in his hand also moved forward an inch.

However, this simple step suddenly made her lose her mind.

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly let go of his hand.

So, the knife in her hand pierced into Makoto's chest without any hindrance, and even Saito himself followed the inertia and fell into his arms.

Almost at the moment he felt the familiar touch in his hand, Saito's face suddenly showed a rare expression.

Nervous and panicky.

But Fujimiya Makoto seemed to be completely unaware of the pain and took the girl's petite body into his arms.

"is it?"

"I thought I was rejected."

He murmured this in the girl's ear, and even her smile seemed to ease her.

Saito Bulaobusi's expression froze at first, and then his nose suddenly felt sore, and it seemed like something was about to burst out of his eye sockets. It was not until he bit the bastard's shoulder hard that he managed to hold it back with difficulty, feeling extremely aggrieved.

I clearly hit this guy hard with the knife, but why don't I feel relieved at all?

It was so sad.

"...asshole!!"

Chapter 181 What should I do? !

"Owner?!"

When Mei sensed the intense spiritual pressure collision coming from the room, which did not sound like a fight between fairies, the blonde girl suddenly rushed into the innermost bedroom.

What came into her sight was Fujimiya Makoto and Saito Furoubushi hugging each other in front of Unohana Yachiru.

The only slightly discordant thing was probably the blade that pierced through the owner's chest and pierced through his vest.

Looking at this classic composition, even Mei was unable to react for a moment. Her brain instantly crashed and she was unable to understand what was happening here.

Even the girl's tone unconsciously became hesitant and hesitant:

"Ms. Saito...?"

Almost at the moment the sound was heard.

The girl, whose mind had suddenly gone blank because of what Fujimiya Makoto had just said, seemed to suddenly wake up from her confusion.

It was not until this moment that she seemed to have just discovered that her petite body was being embraced by the man in front of her. A pair of arms completely fixed her in his embrace, so close that she could even hear his heartbeat.

This sudden realization, coupled with the gazes from the two women around her, caused the girl to suddenly feel a surge of anger or shame. Her fair face began to heat up unconsciously, and she instinctively yelled:

"You idiot!"

"Let me go, let me go!"

Saito struggled subconsciously, but didn't dare to use too much force.

Although she had not admitted it verbally, she was already regretting her impulsive behavior.

Who knew that this idiot Cheng would actually expose his chest for her to pierce...

Normally speaking, with his strength, he wouldn't be hit by his own sword, right?!

Although she was reluctant to admit it, Miss Saito, who always liked to shout and make noise, had already realized when Fujimiya Makoto rescued her in front of Yhwach that this guy should be stronger than her.

That's why she acts so recklessly.

However, Cheng's abnormal behavior now made her panic.

Saito Furushi's heart was a mess of emotions, and he didn't know what to say. Even his struggle in Fujimiya Makoto's arms was so weak, like he was just acting like a spoiled child.

however.

It was just a slight, coquettish struggle.

Fujimiya Makoto's embrace suddenly loosened.

Saito Furuobushi instinctively took a step back, and Fujimiya Makoto's body also fell backward.

The hand holding the knife pulled the knife out of his body with a "whoosh" sound due to inertia.

The flying blood droplets suddenly splashed on the girl's cheek.

Saito was stunned again.

His eyes were blank.

Drops of blood slowly fell on the sharp blade.

Fujimiya Makoto staggered back two steps and sat down on the ground, blood flowing down the wound on his chest.

The young man raised his head slightly weakly and smiled with difficulty: "...I've already said it, just listen to my excuse first."

Hearing that he was still able to speak, Saito, who was already looking a little panicked, suddenly woke up.

She took a step forward subconsciously, as if wanting to see the injuries on Cheng's body.

But then, her strong self-esteem made her stop in her tracks, her whole body seemed to be frozen, stuck in place, hesitating to move forward.

until...

"Owner!"

Mei seemed to have finally seized the opportunity. She pounced from one side and moved between the two of them. She bent down to check the wound on Fujimiya Makoto's body and quickly tore off the cloth from the corner of her skirt to wipe the blood for him.

The moment Saito saw the maid appear, he felt as if he had stepped on a solid step. He suddenly turned around and walked out quickly.