In Soul Society, love and bond begin

The paper flew out like a flying knife and hit the door panel with a clang.

Thanks to Fujimiya Makoto who closed the door first, everything was safe.

From the office came the grief-stricken voice of Ukitake-kun:

"Who do you think is responsible for this that can't be completed?!"

The desolate and tragic wail almost spread throughout the entire office area of ​​the 9th Squad.

All the soldiers of the 9th Division lowered their heads and pretended not to hear anything.

Only Fujimiya walked out of the door humming a little tune heartlessly.

joke!

He worked hard when he wasn't the captain, and he still works hard now that he's the captain?

Then wouldn’t this captainship be in vain?

The current Gotei 13 is not the same as the 'first generation' of the past. Thirteen people cannot make up two good brains, so naturally the capable ones have to do more work!

As for Ukitake's physical problems?

Isn’t there a one-eyed god?

obviously!

If Fujimiya still has even a little bit of conscience, he won't be completely devoid of conscience!

However, just as he walked out of the team barracks gate, he was stopped by a figure in the distance.

Lu Quba Yunzhai stood at the door.

I don't know who I'm waiting for.

This scene alone made Fujimiya Makoto alert.

It's rare for him to go home and get a day's sleep, so he can't let this guy disturb him.

Without any hesitation, Mr. Fujimiya climbed over the wall and escaped from the other side.

Unfortunately, he had just jumped down from the wall when he saw the bastard Shifengyuan Chihiro blocking the bottom of the wall, pretending to have met him by chance.

"Hey! Makoto-kun."

"What a coincidence!"

"How did you know there was going to be another cocktail party today?"

After just saying these few words, the little black man had already grabbed his arm.

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly felt something was wrong and said quickly, "Go away! I have to go home for dinner today!"

"My Kiryu is still waiting for me at home!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Eh?"

"But I didn't buy any groceries today."

Fujimiya Makoto stopped talking suddenly, his expression stiff.

When he turned around, he saw Hikifune Kiryu looking at him with a smile on his face and a subtle look in his eyes.

Before Fujimiya Makoto could say anything else, Kiryu took his hand from the other side, and the two of them held him up on each side, both of them smiling maliciously at the same time.

"Wait a moment!"

"Qianri, you bastard, I'm going to complain to your Yuezi!"

"I only went out today with Yuezi's permission! Don't slander me, you bastard."

"Kiri-chan, you—"

"Brother Cheng! I'm sorry!"

"But I really want to see it again, the scene where you get drunk and throw yourself into Captain Saito's arms and call for your mother! Please! ...Pfft."

“You two—!!!”

Fujimiya Makoto was furious and helpless.

"Ah! I was caught by you two!"

On the other side, Lu Quba Yunzhai also heard the noise and rushed out from the doorway: "Don't let him get away! We must make him perform again today!"

"Hey!!"

Amid his loud complaints, Fujimiya Makoto was carried away by everyone with laughter.

Just like ordinary friends occasionally get together, the Shinigami living in Soul Society, as long as they are captains and vice-captains of equal status and lifespans, often find time to meet up for a drink.

But for them, this time interval will probably be extended to several years or even more than ten years.

Opportunities like today's captain promotion meeting, which allow everyone to get together again, are still very precious, at least in this era.

......

By the time the group entered the izakaya, the sky outside was already dark, but Reishimacho Ichibangai was just beginning to light up, filled with recently-retired shinigami and workers.

Since Seireitei is no longer a community that belongs only to Shinigami and nobles, but has been opened to some business rights to Rukongai residents on a limited basis under the guidance of the economic plan formulated by Fujimiya Makoto, all kinds of businesses have sprung up in the various blocks of Seireitei. Many chambers of commerce and shops in Rukongai are crowding into the center, naturally forming a very large business community.

Among them, 'Death' is undoubtedly the best consumer.

"Manager! Please serve our dishes faster!"

"Hey yo——"

The young Kyoraku Shunsui had just emerged from his cubicle when he saw several people pouring in from the door. He smiled and extended his hand, greeting them.

"Captain Shikatori! Captain Shihoin!"

"This way, this way."

"Everyone is here!"

As his voice sounded, Kuryashiki Ryoma, who was obviously a size bigger than the others, also poked his head out from the cubicle with a chicken skewer in his mouth.

Seeing Fujimiya Makoto being carried into the izakaya, he extended his palm-leaf fan-sized hand to greet him:

"team leader!"

"Ryoma, you brat!"

Fujimiya Makoto was immediately furious: "Instead of working properly, you actually skipped work to come here and drink?!"

"Do you know how hard Shishilang works?"

"I just came here after get off work, Captain." Vice Captain Kuriyashiki said confidently.

"Alright, alright, everyone, hurry up and go in!" Hikifune Kiryu said dissatisfiedly, "I'm almost starving!"

As soon as he entered the door, Fujimiya Makoto, who had been shouting just now, suddenly stopped.

In this large private room that can accommodate more than a dozen people, a square mahogany long table stretches across the room, and various cold dishes, tea, and wine are already placed on the table.

However, the only two men in the room were both sitting on the side of the private room closest to the door.

In the innermost part, there are two women sitting opposite each other.

Unohana Yachiru and Saito Fulaubusi sat face to face, picking up the dishes on the table and eating slowly without saying a word.

However, just by sitting there, the two people next to them couldn't help but feel a chill as if cut by a knife.

"Cheng Jun, you are finally here."

The man sitting opposite Kyoraku Shunsui let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart and quickly invited him to go inside.

The man was tall and thin, with a deep scar running diagonally across his face. His complexion was a little yellow, his voice was hoarse, and he didn't look easy to get along with.

But the secret always leaks out as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Without you, I feel suffocated just sitting here."

"Please come in quickly——"

This old man's name is 'Suma Shishinichiro'. He was once a member of the Yuanzi Academy. Because of his bravery and fighting skills, he served as the vice-captain of the 3rd Division after the establishment of the Gotei 13th Division.

Since mastering Bankai, he was promoted to captain of the 13th Division.

It has been some time now.

Fujimiya Makoto blinked frantically, almost as if he was typing Morse code with his eyes.

What kind of secret room Shura field is this?

Who invited these two here together...

As he was thinking this, he instinctively thought of someone and subconsciously turned around to look at Captain Lu Quba Yunzhai behind him.

Almost subconsciously, Miss Kadori, who was obviously trying to hold back her laughter, turned her face to the other side.

It’s you after all!!

Fujimiya Makoto lingered at the door, trying to sit on the outside next to Sumashi.

"Makoto-kun." Then, Unohana-sensei turned towards him with a smile, seeming a little puzzled. "Why are you sitting so far away?"

As she spoke, she patted the cushion beside her and said gently:

"Sit over here."

Fujimiya Makoto tilted his head with a stiff neck, as if trying to pretend not to hear.

Then, Miss Kadori hit his head with her buttocks and waist, and he was squeezed to the middle.

Miss Kadori looked like she was enjoying a good show and sat down next to Fujimiya Makoto.

His eyebrows were curved under the heavy glasses, and his black and white eyes seemed to reflect an irrepressible smile.

It can be said that he is a typical example of someone who enjoys watching the fun without minding the big things.

How miserable.

Hikifune Kiryu thought so, but sat down opposite him without hesitation, his eyes sparkling.

"See?" Shihouin Chihiro sat down next to Kyoraku Shunsui, squeezing in the group of men near the door. He raised a wine glass and gently nodded in Fujimiya Makoto's direction. "This is what happens to those who flirt among a bunch of monsters."

"Wife, it's better to marry only one!"

The little black guy lowered his voice and spoke shamelessly.

It was probably a revenge for the three beatings he received from Fujimiya Makoto's wives.

Kuriyashiki and Sumashi nodded in agreement.

Only Kyoraku Shunsui looked heartbroken, lying on the table like a scoundrel: "I am willing to endure this kind of pain!"

"Why are all the good women around Master Cheng?!"

"It's really enviable."

"Humph!"

It seemed as if he had heard what he said.

Saito Bulaobusi slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, making a dull sound.

The girl raised her single eye and looked in Mr. Fujimiya's direction, her mouth drawing out a dissatisfied tone:

"Yes!"

"Why, Master Makoto—?"

Kyoraku Shunsui stopped talking immediately and sat up straight, paying attention to his ears and nose.

Fujimiya Makoto looked around and said, "Speaking of which, Chihiro! Your baby should be giving birth soon, right? Time really flies by... Have you decided on a name yet?"

"Don't let her go out lately. It's very dangerous outside. She should stay at home."

"Puff puff."

Listening to this extremely abrupt turn of events, Miss Kadori, who was sitting aside, unconsciously made strange noises.

Perhaps he noticed the gaze from the side, and Shikatori Bayunsai turned his head away to avoid being seen by Fujimiya Makoto.

Fujimiya Makoto squinted his eyes and looked at the 'culprit'.