In Soul Society, love and bond begin

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The door opens.

Seeing Saito-sama coming home early, Tachibana, the maid, smiled and said hello:

"Welcome home, Master Saito."

"Is it so early today?"

However, Lord Saito, who used to greet servants like them in spite of his unruly and bold personality, acted as if he had heard nothing. He threw off his straw sandals in a daze, passed by Tachibana who was standing in the corridor, and walked into his bedroom.

Ju was stunned for a moment, holding the fruit plate in his hand, and turned his head in confusion:

"Saito-sama?"

Saito Furuobushi didn't notice Tachibana's voice at all and slowly returned to the bedroom.

After seeing the bed, he seemed to have completely lost all his strength, and fell heavily onto the soft bedding with a dull thud.

Stretching out his limbs in a ferocious manner.

Its mouth and nose were buried in the thick bedding, and it let out bursts of mournful cries like a small animal.

“Damn it—!!”

"That bastard! Liar! Idiot!"

She casually threw aside her most treasured Zanpakuto, held the quilt tightly in her hands, and tossed and turned on the spacious bed like a child.

"You clearly said you liked me! You clearly said it!"

"And it's not like I didn't agree!"

"Wasn't his behavior at the hospital already very obvious?"

"That guy, that guy, does he even know how strange it feels to have honey stuck to your feet?"

"It's his fault!"

The small room, at this moment, became the girl's last fortress, allowing her to shout and complain with all her might in this free space.

Unprecedented regret and struggle filled my entire chest, making it difficult to let go no matter what.

For a girl who is experiencing love for the first time, this situation is really too embarrassing.

"really!"

"We should chop him up first."

The girl hugged the rolled-up quilt, her eyes red as she muttered softly.

But not long after she finished speaking, she hesitated again.

"At least, at least don't talk to him for fifty years..."

Miss Saito thought bitterly in her heart.

If I don't talk to him for such a long time, he will definitely regret it to death, right?

As she thought about it, the scene of Makoto and Unohana lying together unconsciously emerged in her mind.

If I don't talk to him for fifty years...

When he opened his mouth again, that idiot might have married that Unohana guy, right?

Doesn't that mean I have no chance at all? !

The girl suddenly shuddered at the thought of that scene.

My whole body felt cold.

Miss Saito turned over and stood up, curled up on the bed like a big insect, rubbing her forehead against the quilt frantically, trying to grow a smart brain.

"Woo——"

“What should I do?!”

Chapter 182: Fujimiya Makoto's two-ship flying tips!

After leaving Unohana's house, Fujimiya Makoto and Ume did not head in the direction Saito left.

Even when Mei was on the move, she always maintained a dignified demeanor like a real maid. The long hair hanging down from her temples would occasionally flutter in the wind as she moved, and be combed into swaying arcs on both sides.

However, looking at Fujimiya Makoto's current course of action, the maid's always indifferent expression revealed a hint of doubt.

"Owner?"

"Saito-sama's home is not in this direction."

"If your memory has been drained these days, I suggest you take a break before taking any action."

Fujimiya Makoto's wide robe fluttered in the wind as he moved forward. His pale lips uttered words filled with a matter-of-fact tone as he pointed out, "Saito is still furious."

"Only a fool would encounter bad luck at a time like this."

"If you go find her at this time, it's entirely possible that your master will get stabbed seven or eight more times in the chest."

"Do not."

"If it was Saito, he would definitely stab them seven or eight times."

Perhaps thinking of Saito's reckless personality, Mr. Fujimiya, who was walking in front, shuddered slightly.

Absolutely not.

Mei squinted her eyes at the master in front of her and said jokingly, "If the end was so terrible, why didn't the master distance himself from Unohana-sama from the beginning?"

"They are obviously master and apprentice?"

"It's precisely because we're master and disciple that I can't refuse, Mei."

Fujimiya Makoto sighed deeply, his voice rather melancholy as he spoke, "In this cruel age, [Backstab] is the most sincere way for me, as a disciple, to show respect to Unohana-sensei."

"At the same time, it is also proof of qualification to become a teacher."

"This is also a sign of the times, Mei."

The maid looked at her master with a very subtle look, and spoke in a low, long tone.

"Eh~"

"Backstab?"

After repeating this word, the maid seemed to have just realized some deeper meaning. Perhaps she was thinking of some scenes she had secretly seen these days, and a slight, barely noticeable blush rose on her fair face.

Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, and caught a glimpse of the faint blush on Mei's cheek out of the corner of his eye. Although he didn't show any expression on his face, he was still a little surprised in his heart.

It seems that in addition to her absolute loyalty to her 'master', Mei also retains some of the sensibility and rationality of a 'human', or a 'Quincy'?

Even though it was an order he made, Fujimiya Makoto was not able to fully grasp the scope of his authority as a superior.

All of this still requires time to explore.

"But what about Saito-sama?" By the time Mei raised her head, Fujimiya Makoto had already withdrawn his gaze. She whispered, "Is it okay to just leave it there?"

"Of course not."

Fujimiya Makoto said, stopping on a rooftop and waving at Mei, motioning her to come closer: "So, after a few days, when the smell on your body has dissipated, you can..."

The maid came forward, and her look became more and more strange as she listened.

Until the end, she looked up at Fujimiya Makoto, her tone very subtle:

"As expected of you, Master."

"As expected of me!"

......

"Saito-sama? Saito-sama?"

At Saito's house, Tachibana's voice rang out from outside the door: "Breakfast is ready today."

"Do you want to eat now?"

"Also, your adjutant just came to see you."

"She said that you've been absent from work for several days and it's almost impossible to hide it. If this gets to the captain, it will be very troublesome. I hope you..."

"It's so noisy——"

Saito Furushi's petite body was buried in the quilt. When she heard Tachibana's voice, she grabbed the quilt and covered her head like a child throwing a tantrum, and even her long dark purple hair was stuffed into the quilt.

The room with closed doors and windows was pitch black, and there was no sound except for the voice of Jue outside.

Hearing that Lord Saito was still like this, Tachibana sighed slightly. From outside, he heard the slight knocking sound of a plate being placed in front of the door.

Miss Tachibana said in a soft and soothing voice, "Anyway, please make sure to eat something once Saito-sama wakes up."

"If you want to take a bath, the hot springs are always hot."

"If you have any other instructions, just ring the bell and I'll come over."

When the voice died down, Ju's footsteps gradually faded away from the corridor.

Saito seemed to be relieved when he heard the sound fade away. He poked his little head out from under the quilt, glanced in the direction where the sound left, and pursed his lips slightly.

Ever since she returned home after stabbing Cheng that day, her heart has been in turmoil.

People with strong nerves do not always have a heart of iron. When you really touch the softest corner of her heart, even the most rough-hewn person will find it difficult to control himself and show some vulnerability.

From birth to now, most of Saito's immortal life has been spent fighting and becoming stronger.

She has won countless times, and naturally, she has also failed countless times.

But, I have never felt so distraught.

Saito held the quilt in his arms, lying on the floor in a depressed state, his head tilted carelessly.

Obviously...I just stabbed the knife in.

She had experienced this kind of thing countless times in her life.

However, when the girl thought that the person who was pierced by her own hands was Fujimiya Makoto, her heart became confused.

Even panic.

This unprecedented feeling of fear was simply fatal to her.

"what!"

"hateful--!"

"He's totally wrong!"

Saito held his head and rolled around on the floor with his hair disheveled.

Until the end, she lay flat on the floor, looking at the dark ceiling, her whole body and mind seemed to be exhausted.

Seems to have given up struggling.

"..."

"Let's go out."

The sunlight outside is a little dazzling.

Saito Fulaubushi had his hands in his pockets, wearing the conspicuous pure white captain's haori. He looked around the crowd with his one eye half-closed, his eyes cold.

At this time, the name of the Gotei 13 as a "killer group" has not yet faded in the Soul Society, not to mention that the "noble hunting operation" that affected the entire Soul Society has not been over for long.

Even though the entire Soul Society has basically been replaced with blood, the scarlet memory still remains in the memories of many people.

At this moment, most people's attitude towards the high-level death god is respectful to the point of almost fear.

Even if they had only seen this set of clothes, they would not dare to show the slightest offense on their faces. They cut through the crowd like a street-clearing tiger, clearing a clear path.

'It's so boring. ’

Saito's immortal gaze swept across the shops on both sides of the street, but remained the same as usual.

It seemed that the surrounding environment had not changed much since she moved in.

This scene, which normally wouldn't attract any attention, makes people vaguely irritated because of their current mood.

Even Saito himself was puzzled.