In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"Eh? Wait." Fujimiya Makoto struggled subconsciously.

He hadn't finished asking.

But the next moment, he saw Bayunzhai winking at him.

Almost the next moment after the two turned around, a familiar spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared and reappeared.

Fujimiya Makoto keenly raised his head in the direction where the spiritual pressure came from.

Saito Bulaobusi's petite figure suddenly appeared on the top of the tall palace diagonally opposite, with her toes stepping on the corner of the eaves bracket.

She seemed to be aware of his gaze.

The girl looked back condescendingly.

Fujimiya Makoto's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Instead, Bayunzhai raised his chin towards her provocatively.

Miss Saito just glanced at him with disdain and stuck out her pink tongue from a distance.

"Lulu~!"

The next moment, another instant step disappeared from the spot.

"Isn't it possible?"

Seeing this indifferent reaction, Miss Bayunsai couldn't help but sigh regretfully: "This level of provocation can no longer make Saito-senpai angry?"

"It's not cute anymore."

"Bayunzhai, I'm talking to you——"

Fujimiya Makoto turned around and looked at the bad woman angrily: "Don't always make jokes like this that gamble with my life!"

"That won't work."

"?"

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her in confusion.

"After all..." Miss Kadori lowered her voice and leaned close to his ear, "Makoto-kun doesn't want Saito to know, right?"

"You are interested in your younger generation who is your wife."

"Um?!"

......

When she walked into the captain's meeting room, Miss Shikatori regained her usual innocent and lovely appearance in front of outsiders, and her eyes were as clear as the brightest white moonlight in her memories of her youth.

Fujimiya Makoto stumbled behind her, not knowing what unequal treaty he had signed. He looked like a middle-aged man who had just been forced to pay his dues, drained dry from body to mind.

Even when he stood in his position, he still looked confused.

However, when he was standing there alone, he seemed to suddenly discover something strange.

"The adjutant is gone?"

Just as he was thinking this, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Clang."

A tall young man rushed into the room, his long, wild hair spreading out like a lion's mane. He was sturdy and strong, looking bigger than the people around him, with a knife on his waist.

On his left arm was tied the number "Nine".

"team leader!"

The late Kuryashiki Ryoma quickly stopped beside him and gave him a low, embarrassed chuckle.

"Ryoma!"

Fujimiya Makoto, who had arrived just over a minute and ten seconds earlier than him, actually held it up and lectured him solemnly like an elder brother:

"Because of your laziness, Jushiro has been having a hard time lately."

"You're still so late today!"

"Did you go drinking with those idiots from Team 11 again last night?"

"Remember to take half of Shishilang's work when you go back!"

"Especially the one that needs a signature!"

He has taken the sustainable use of tools to the extreme.

Ukitake-kun is a good subordinate.

The only drawback is that his health is not very good, so we can't let him get too tired.

Otherwise, who will handle the documents in the future?

"Who said that!"

However, Kuryashiki Ryoma had a scowling expression on his face: "I got up early to work! I've been busy all morning."

"Because of the retirement system you established, Captain, since last night, former Shinigami who were forced to retire have been attacking the Deacon Hall in Seireitei. They were only apprehended today."

"They are all imprisoned in the Maggot Nest now, and have not yet been interrogated."

"It's them again..." Fujimiya Makoto was shocked when he heard that, but he was not too surprised.

After all, this kind of thing has happened quite often since he established the retirement system for the Shinigami.

The main force among the Shinigami of the Yuanzi Academy era, those with slightly weaker spirits, are now unable to shoulder the responsibilities of being Shinigami.

However, not everyone is willing to give up their power and status as the God of Death.

After entering the era of peace, contradictions of various kinds will always slowly surface.

Just as the two were whispering, they heard two crisp collision sounds coming from the front.

"Boom, boom!"

The audience, which had just been filled with rustling sounds, suddenly fell silent.

Then, Chojiro Suzuki, wearing a half-haori uniform, walked onto the central open space and said calmly:

"Since the captain is currently in seclusion, I will be the chairperson of this captains' meeting."

"I hope you will cooperate."

However, when Suzube finished speaking, his gaze turned towards Fujimiya Makoto who was a little further away.

It's not just him.

Several senior captains around him all looked at him, either openly or covertly.

Only Fujimiya Makoto himself stood there, looking at his nose and pretending to know nothing.

All the captains present here have more or less heard about the old man in the mountain's retreat.

But they all knew it.

When his strength reached the level of Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni, seclusion and training no longer had much meaning for him and was no longer necessary.

Rather than being in seclusion, it would be more accurate to say that he was proactively leaving a blank area belonging to the core within the narrow power space of Seireitei - in an attempt to allow someone to take over.

However, for some unknown reason, there seemed to be some unknown contradictions between the new and old generations of heirs.

This has led to the current strange situation where "one party takes the initiative to let go, but the other party refuses to take over."

In the end, it was up to Quebu, the middleman, to mediate and continue the captains' meeting.

However, all the captains present did not seem to want to express any opinions on this phenomenon.

Quebu thought tiredly, but still spoke seriously:

"First of all, please let me introduce myself to you all."

"The new captain of the 5th Division."

Chapter 186 Takasugi this time

"I'm really sorry to bother you, seniors."

As Quebe spoke, a thin young man with sharp eyes, wearing a white captain's haori, appeared in front of everyone.

He looked at the captains present and nodded politely to everyone.

When he saw Fujimiya Makoto, a gentle smile appeared on his face unconsciously. He signaled to him with his eyes and introduced himself.

"My name is Takasugi Konji."

Strange name.

This thought flashed through Fujimiya Makoto's mind the moment he heard the name.

However, after pausing for a few seconds, it seemed to be familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

"--oh!"

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a low cry of surprise from Longma behind him.

Turning around, I saw him staring at the new captain of the 5th Division standing in the middle with a look of surprise on his face.

"Ryoma, your acquaintance?" Fujimiya Makoto turned around and asked him.

"What are you talking about, Captain?"

Compared to Fujimiya Makoto, who was already feeling free to act recklessly, Kuryashiki Ryoma carefully lowered his voice among the surrounding captains:

"That's Takasugi-kun, the one who used to be on our team... When I was the seventh seat, he was the ninth seat, right?"

"He's already the captain."

"Eh?!"

Fujimiya Makoto was also a little surprised, and then he laughed and teased quietly, "You've been surpassed by your former junior!"

"Next time if the captain position becomes vacant, would you like me to recommend someone for you, Captain?"

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network."

"You, kid, must have mastered Bankai, right?"

"what."

Kuryashiki Ryoma folded his arms and turned his head away: "I have no interest in the position of captain."

"Besides, Captain, you said that, right?"

"A powerful man does not need proof of power."

"What's more, Takasugi-kun has been accumulating merits in Hueco Mundo for the past one hundred years, so it's only natural that he can be promoted successfully."

Although this rebellious teenager-like rebuttal was a bit childish, Ryoma did not deny that he had mastered Bankai.

In other words, after such a huge improvement in strength, even if one only senses the change in the intensity of spiritual power, it cannot be hidden at all.

Up to now, his Bankai has only been tested within Dangai.

If we only talk about destructive power, it is quite good.

only.

Kuryashiki Ryoma was lost in thought as he recalled a past experience: the fear of being crushed from the depths of his spirit body by a spiritual pressure spreading from afar...

Does it really work?

It's just that level of Bankai.

As he thought this, his hair swaying wildly like a lion's mane, his gaze fell on the back of the man standing in front of him.

Fujimiya Makoto turned his head and looked in the direction of Takasugi this time. He still had the same cynical smile on his face as before, as if he didn't care about anything.

Just how strong is this man?

Kuryashiki Ryoma thought to himself.

Until now, he has been unable to see the limit of what he can touch.

Before this goal is achieved, he will never allow himself to escape to another team like a coward in the name of becoming captain.

His belief was reaffirmed, and he secretly suppressed the slight anxiety he had about his colleague's promotion.