In Soul Society, love and bond begin

This hateful guy, has he ever thought about his feelings?

What may be a joke to you may be worth a thousand pounds to others!

Mr. Fujimiya was filled with anger. He quietly stretched out his claws from under the table and pinched someone's inner thigh hard.

Bayunzhai's smile suddenly froze.

The next moment, a slight blush appeared on the fair face.

However, before Fujimiya Makoto could smile proudly.

He also felt a sudden, dull, twisting pain in his waist.

Wait until you turn around and look.

Teacher Unohana was as calm and peaceful as usual. She held out her chopsticks with dignified manner and picked up the cold dish on the table.

It was as if she hadn't noticed his gaze at all.

Fujimiya Makoto immediately stopped.

"Yes, yes." Perhaps out of pity for him, Shifengyuan Chihiro agreed obediently, still chewing peanuts. "You're in confinement now, and you're pregnant every day. There's no way you can go out, right?"

“Safety first!”

"Compared to your confinement period, you should be the one who pays more attention to safety."

Sumashi, seemingly remembering something, raised his glass and pointed in the direction of Chihiro Shihōin. "After Captain Kuchiki's Hueco Mundo Expeditionary Force rotation is over this year, it's your turn to take over, right, Chihiro?"

"Be very careful."

"What's there to be careful about in Hueco Mundo?"

Fujimiya Makoto tried very hard to steer the conversation in a non-emotional direction, and spoke to him seriously.

Sumashi glanced at him and exhaled his alcohol helplessly: "If it was in the past, it would be fine, but in recent years, I don't know where it started, but suddenly many Hollows that I have never seen before suddenly appeared."

"For ordinary soldiers, their strength is simply terrifying."

"Even for someone like me who doesn't have much experience, it's a lot of pressure..."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Shifengyuan Chihiro immediately perked up a bit.

Not only him, but the people around him were also distracted from Fujimiya Makoto's emotional drama and their interest was piqued unconsciously.

Ever since the Hueco Mundo experienced two rounds of "great purges" by its captain-general, Fujimiya Makoto, three hundred years ago, all the Hollows that could be considered a threat within the Hueco Mundo expeditionary force's range of conquest have been basically wiped out.

At the same time, during these three hundred years, there have always been captain-level strongmen who take turns entering the Hueco Mundo to attack and reap the rewards.

Under this continuous suppression, no one can imagine that there is anyone who can be called a threat.

"Yes."

Sumashi held his wine glass, his brows knitted together. "It's obviously Achukas, but its size hasn't shrunk at all."

"I've seen several Achukas from afar. They not only look like beasts, but are even larger than Killian."

"It's obviously just Yachukas!"

"However, the aftermath of the spiritual pressure emanating from its body just as it passed by completely destroyed my will to fight."

Hearing him say this, everyone present was stunned.

As we all know, the Great Hollow is divided into three levels from bottom to top: Killian, Achukas, and Vastold.

During this evolutionary process, their size is always getting smaller and smaller.

The Achukas-class Hollows are also within the scope of this evolutionary route. Only by constantly eating and compressing the spirit particles in their bodies can they be able to make further progress in the evolutionary process.

It is completely unrealistic to use spirit particles to expand the body size indefinitely.

wrong!

As I was thinking this, I seemed to recall a special case in the Great Hollow.

Fujimiya Makoto's brows suddenly furrowed.

"No way?"

Kyoraku Shunsui was stunned when he heard this. "For Sumashi-sama to be the captain, his spiritual power must be at least third-class... How could it be possible for a mere Yachukas?"

"That's the truth."

Suma Shishinichiro drank the wine in the cup and sighed weakly: "Although my level is not very high, I still have good eyesight."

"Has this matter been reported? How was it handled afterwards?" Fujimiya Makoto asked.

"Of course we have to report it," Sumashi continued, "but the captain only sent the 'Great Hollow' to investigate, and there has been no further news."

"After that, I was transferred from the expeditionary force and Captain Kuchiki was assigned to guard the place."

"Although that great Hollow bypassed our camp, when I was stationed in Hueco Mundo, I could still occasionally sense the terrifying spiritual pressure fluctuations coming from deeper in Hueco Mundo."

"In those days, just being in Hueco Mundo was enough to make people feel uneasy."

"Only at times like this do I envy the ordinary soldiers who can't sense these changes."

"Ah, I'm such a pathetic old fellow."

Perhaps feeling powerless, Sumashi drank another large glass.

Despite also mastering Bankai.

However, a 'captain' like him, who stood at the threshold of the third-class spiritual power, could not be considered the same kind of creature as the other 'captains' present.

For him, some tasks are too heavy.

Hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but frown.

Even though it was just a few words, he could still vaguely feel...

It seems that there is something hidden in the undercurrent, constantly changing at a rapid speed.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Outside, there was a bustling scene of a busy city. Inside and outside the one-way soundproof barrier set up by the captains, it was like two different worlds.

Just as they were silent, they heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from outside.

"Captain Shikatori?"

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously turned their heads.

Then, I saw a young couple standing in the crowd in the store.

The petite lady was standing on tiptoe, waving gently towards them.

Bayunzhai also waved to them.

The lady was none other than Umi Aizen, whom she had just met during the day.

Of course, the other one is her husband.

"My lords."

The gentle man had a warm smile on his face:

"I am Aizen-chan, the fifth seat of the Tenth Division."

"I'm really sorry to bother you."

Obviously, this kind of occasion is not suitable for unfamiliar people to join in.

The Aizen couple simply greeted them and quickly walked towards the private room they had booked.

Just a small episode.

Only Fujimiya Makoto glanced into the corridor and secretly memorized the man's appearance.

Aizen...?

After only a brief silence, the group started talking about happy things again, as if to sweep away the gloom brought by the heavy topic just now.

The upper limit of the god of death is really a topic that people don't want to mention.

When you can't cross a threshold no matter how hard you try, it will naturally make you feel despair.

However, just when everyone was drinking and having fun.

"Buzzing—"

Suddenly, the earth was filled with waves like the sea.

Violent vibrations spread from a central point in all directions, accompanied by a loud bang in the ears.

Almost instantly, the noise outside the door, which was unique to the city, turned into a shrill wail.

Panic, cries of pain, shouts, and hurried footsteps.

All kinds of sounds suddenly mixed together.

The few people who hadn't had time to have a few drinks were stunned at first, and then immediately rushed out of the izakaya as fast as possible.

Fujimiya Makoto didn't even touch the wine glass. He was astonishingly fast. He took the lead and broke through the wall, rushing into the chaotic street, and raised his head towards the center where the wave came from.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze could not help but freeze.

At the top of the dark night, a tear mark like a knife mark was left in the air, stretching across the moonlight.

Countless pairs of huge bone claws clung to both sides of the huge crack, constantly expanding to the side.

Faintly, one could even hear the rumbling sound of space being torn apart.

Killian's unique mask and black raincoat were faintly visible under the crack.

At the same time, countless large Hollows followed the gaps between the Gillian groups and fearlessly rushed towards the Soul Society.

"Roar--!!!"

A low, whimpering roar suddenly resounded through the sky and spread throughout the Soul Society.

Everyone present, including Fujimiya Makoto, was stunned.

Not a shock.

It's more like the feeling when a fully armed special forces trooper just got off work and had no time to change clothes, and suddenly saw a thief holding a fruit knife rushing into the locker room... shock?

That's it?

How dare he!

However, Fujimiya Makoto's reaction was still faster than everyone else's. He quickly directed his command behind him, "All captains stay here. Vice-captains and chief officers go to each team to notify, guard, and strengthen defenses. Do not leave your post without permission!"

"Yes!"

At this time, the role of the backbone is reflected.

Although he usually looks nonchalant, only at this time does Fujimiya Makoto's back appear particularly trustworthy.

"Ryoma!"

Before leaving, he gave one more reminder: "You must help me keep an eye on the prison and the maggot nest."

"Don't embarrass me at a time like this."

"Yes!"

Kuryashiki Ryoma's answer was unusually straightforward, and he immediately turned and left.

Not only him, but other Death Soldier soldiers in the crowd also ran in different directions after receiving the order.

After these simple emergency orders were issued, Fujimiya Makoto turned his head, his back to the group of Hollows dancing in the night sky, looked at his friends beside him, and smiled softly.

The captains each drew their swords and walked forward silently.

These ones,

Naturally, they are their prey.

Chapter 7: Big Eater (5k!)

Sudden!

The petite figure shot out like lightning and slammed into the huge mask of Killian in the center like a cannonball. Spider-web-like cracks spread out in all directions along the center, making a series of sharp cracking sounds.