In Soul Society, love and bond begin

However, just as she was thinking about whether to go to the team dormitory and beat up a few guys she disliked, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar maid outfit out of the corner of her eye.

"?!"

Almost subconsciously, Saito took a quick step and hid in an alley nearby.

The girl suddenly disappeared from the crowd on the street.

It was not until he saw the blonde maid disappear at the end of the street that Saito quietly popped his head out of the alley, his eyes subconsciously widening a little in confusion.

"Is that...May?"

"Why is she here?"

Saito and Fujimiya Makoto's homes are not in the same neighborhood, but are far apart.

'You're not here to see me, are you?'

For no reason, such a thought suddenly popped up in Saito's mind, and his heart began to beat weakly.

Somewhat nervous.

Some do care.

She looked at Mei's receding back, and couldn't help but take a step forward, following quietly behind, keeping a distance.

The maid walked around several pharmacies twice and filled half of her basket. It was obvious that she was here to purchase the medicines she needed.

After just two circles around, he came to a corner that Saito was familiar with.

The girl looked at the maid waiting in front of the oden shop, her pupils contracted unconsciously, and she opened her lips slightly, but couldn't say anything.

After a while, Mei disappeared with two bowls of oden.

Saito walked out of the alley, stood in the middle of the street, staring at Mei's disappearing figure, unable to move for a long time.

From that day on, Miss Tachibana suddenly noticed that Lord Saito no longer locked himself up at home, but instead stood at the street corner every day, waiting for someone.

Day 3, Day 7, Day 10...

Mei's figure would always appear in her sight, regularly purchasing some spiritual healing medicine, and then going to buy a bowl of oden that she couldn't eat that day.

It's obviously not something very special, but it makes some special people care about it.

Until the last time, for some unknown reason, Mei did not appear in that familiar place for nearly ten days.

Saito's mood gradually became depressed and anxious.

When she was about to stand up and rush towards Fujimiya's house, the maid finally appeared again.

Without any hesitation, Saito followed Mei again.

But this time, he didn't stop in front of the oden restaurant.

"Soon-"

At the end of the street, the moment Cheng Qing Lingzi dissipated, the flying sickle feet under Mei naturally dissipated, revealing the maid's slim and mature figure.

Mei turned her head and looked behind her with a cold expression:

"You've been following me all this time, and you're not going to show up here?"

"If you think I will be like those ordinary Death Gods and take you to the Confession Palace for trial, you are completely mistaken."

"..."

The maid frowned: "Why? Do you have to wait until I catch you before you're satisfied?"

"Who, who is following you!"

Only after she was sure that she had been discovered did Miss Saito's somewhat embarrassed and hurried voice come from the alley.

The petite girl stepped out from the shadows, but she was still stubborn until this moment: "I'm just... just traveling with you!"

Saito Bulaobusi turned his head away, not daring to meet Mei's surprised gaze. He said with difficulty, "Could it be that, could it be that you have to control me wherever I want to go?!"

“…How troublesome!”

Ms. Saito's voice grew weaker and weaker, until at the end, she was practically mumbling.

"It's Saito-sama."

Mei seemed to realize it was Saito after that, then she showed a look of surprise and bowed respectfully: "Then, I will leave this way first."

"If you need anything later..."

"Hey!" Saito shouted immediately, but after the voice came out, he suddenly stopped, "That's right!"

"That guy Cheng, hasn't he been handling team affairs for a long time?"

"As the captain, I also have the qualifications to supervise the team members."

"That guy, how is he now?"

Hearing Saito's voice, the maid raised her head in confusion and said hesitantly:

"But."

"The master should be the commander of the Eighth Division, right?"

"You are the captain of the Sixth Division."

Saito's face immediately began to heat up, but he still managed to keep his mouth shut: "S-Stop talking! We're all captains anyway, it doesn't matter which squad we are in!"

"Is that so?"

Miss Mei looked as if she didn't quite understand, and nodded slightly, saying, "In that case."

"Excuse me, Mr. Saito, would you like to come visit me at home?"

"..."

"Master, he also asked about you a few days ago."

Upon hearing this, Saito Furuobusi was stunned.

After standing there hesitating for a while, the maid looked at her hesitant appearance, a smile with a complicated meaning appeared on her face, and she turned and left towards home.

But wait until you turn your head again.

I saw the girl's figure still following closely behind.

Saito seemed to notice the maid's subtle gaze, and his blushing face suddenly tightened.

"I just went to take a look!"

"Don't overthink it!"

“Yes, yes…”

......

When the two entered the house, they smelled a strong medicinal fragrance in the room.

Fujimiya Makoto, whose face was still a little pale, sat on the bed, slowly drinking a bowl of tonic porridge on the table placed on the bed.

Hearing the sound of the door opening outside, Fujimiya Makoto raised his head and looked in the direction of the footsteps.

"Mei, you go back..."

The voice suddenly stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

When their eyes fell on Saito, they seemed to stop unconsciously.

But soon, his gaze softened again, and his voice seemed to lighten up a bit:

"You're here too, Saito."

Somehow, the moment he heard his words, Saito Bakuto's heart, which was originally held in the center of his chest, suddenly fell down.

It was a kind of 'sense of security' that did not need to be described in words or sentences, just a glance was enough.

But, only the mouth remained stubborn.

The girl met Fujimiya Makoto's gaze, then turned her head away carelessly, her voice stubborn yet weak:

"what."

"Look if you bastard is dead."

"I wouldn't dare die so easily before I see you." Fujimiya Makoto put the bowl in his hand on the table, staring into the girl's eyes, his voice soft.

Saito's slender white fingers clenched suddenly, and suddenly stretched out, tightly grasping his collar, his cheek close enough to almost touch his breath, as if to see through the deepest thoughts in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and suppressed his tone:

"How dare you say that..."

"He's a bastard who slept in the same bed with his own teacher!"

However, under the gaze of Miss Saito's one eye that was completely unable to suppress the murderous intent, Fujimiya Makoto simply reached out and gently wrapped his hand around the girl's wrist that was tightly grasping his collar.

The slender and delicate skin conveys the warmth of sunshine.

Fujimiya Makoto didn't look away at all, and looked directly into Saito's eyes:

"but..."

"I've only ever said 'I like you' to Saito."

Chapter 183: Captain Promotion

It was almost a moment, or perhaps many seconds had passed.

After hearing those plain words from Fujimiya Makoto and meeting his gentle yet determined eyes, Saito's immortal heart suddenly began to waver.

Yes.

In her life, which lasted for hundreds of years, had anyone ever said something similar to her, a person who only knew how to fight?

A woman with bloody hands like her...

So much so that after suddenly hearing Fujimiya Makoto say the word "like", her breathing became rapid unconsciously, and her little face, which was dissatisfied just now, was unconsciously covered with a blush of embarrassment.

The maid behind him curled her lips, then quickly retracted them, pretending nothing had happened.

But soon, even a fool like Saito Fulaubushi reacted immediately. His fingers, which had almost gone limp, suddenly regained strength and continued to grab Fujimiya Makoto's collar tightly, trying to regain his previous heroic momentum, but the words that came out of his mouth easily revealed the girl's inner attitude.

"Ha ha!"

“You, you…?!”

"He's a guy who doesn't even let his own teacher go, yet he actually..."

Fujimiya Makoto listened to the stuttering words of the girl in front of him and her wandering eyes. Compared with his hands that had gradually relaxed before, he suddenly understood what was going on and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had no doubt about the dire consequences he might face if he accidentally angered Saito.

Naturally, he even lowered his voice unconsciously, and his arms casually wrapped around Saito's slender waist, trying to wrap her in his arms, and his tone was as gentle as possible.

"The relationship between Unohana-sensei and I is not what Saito thinks."

Almost at the moment the voice came out, Fujimiya Makoto noticed that the petite body in his arms suddenly stiffened for a moment.

All the muscles in his body seemed to be tense, ready to attack and kill at any time.

Fujimiya Makoto inadvertently sped up his speech: "Saito, you should have seen the fight between me and Unohana-sensei with your own eyes, right?"

"Just like the old 'tabika'."

"This time, it's the same bet."

“I’m sorry…”

He raised his head and looked at Saito, but only finished speaking half of his words, leaving plenty of room for others' imagination.

The moment she heard these words, Miss Saito, with veins bulging on the back of her hand, suddenly recalled the scene some time ago when that bastard Unohana took the idiot Fujimiya away from the hell.

His expression froze.

"Bet?"

The girl lowered her head and repeated the sentence subconsciously, with a blank look in her eyes that revealed a bit of absurdity.

"Yes."

Fujimiya Makoto said helplessly: "The loser will let the winner do whatever he wants."

Miss Saito recalled the scene she witnessed at Unohana's house that day.