In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Little Aizen looked at him with wide eyes, as if he had seen some devil.

Groove, Groove Cultivation Play? !

No.

Got to find a way to run.

......

【Bond incident: What can I do for you?】

[The bond level between you and Aizen Sosuke has increased↑]

[Reward: Talent Point +1]

[Gained Bond Trait: Overdraft the Future]

[Bond Trait: Overdraft the Future: You will gain strength beyond your current limit at the cost of weakness for one hundred days in the future. The cooldown period is determined by the duration of use.]

[Note: All gifts from fate have already been secretly marked with a higher price. The damage done by the Soul Society priests now will be repaid sooner or later.]

Chapter 206: Isn't this price coming too quickly?!

"You will stay at my house until the Shinou Spiritual Arts Academy reopens."

"But you have to share the housework."

"You should have memorized the way here, right?"

Fujimiya Makoto's captain's haori was draped loosely on his body. He was holding a little boy's hand and talking to him carefully as if an old nanny was giving instructions.

The little Aizen who was being carried by him had a subtle expression on his face.

When he asked, he replied with a serious face:

"Yes, Master Fujimiya."

"Don't be so formal." Fujimiya Makoto said in a relaxed and kind tone, "If you don't know what to call me, you can also call me Father."

"I understand, Master Fujimiya."

There were obvious black lines across Aizen's forehead.

However, in order not to anger this dangerous guy, I still responded seriously.

"You really have no sense of humor at all."

Fujimiya Makoto turned his head and smiled, then reached out to push the door.

However, just as he placed his hand on the door, it was pulled open from the inside.

“Brother Cheng——!”

A little head with long pink hair suddenly popped out from inside. The voice was heard before the person was seen, and the voice was so excited that it seemed as if it was about to jump out in the next second.

"thump!"

Hikifune Kiryu threw herself directly into his arms.

Already rushed out.

"Whoa!"

"It's great that Brother Cheng doesn't have any missing limbs."

"You're not injured, are you?"

Although she is already a young girl, Kiri-chan still seems like a child in front of Fujimiya Makoto. She buries her whole face in Fujimiya Makoto's arms and rubs back and forth, like a cat that has been hungry at home for a long time, holding on tightly and refusing to let go.

Fujimiya Makoto pushed her away in annoyance, supporting the girl's cheek with one hand, but Hikifune Kiryu held on tightly like a rubber band stuck to him, refusing to let go no matter what. Yukiko, who had already grown quite plump, stuck to him and was squeezed into a flat shape.

Sticky!!

He looked at the snot and saliva stuck to his new clothes with disgust.

There was not a trace of dust left after the entire war in this world, but it became dirty as soon as I got home.

"It's okay, it's totally okay!"

"Besides, you guys in the 12th Division should be able to see it clearly in the conference room, right?"

"You guys... these are new clothes!"

"Hey hey hey!"

Kiryuu clung to him, grinning foolishly.

Fujimiya Makoto sighed softly, supported her head with his hand, turned his head and gestured in the direction of little Aizen:

"Here, this is Hikifune Kiryu."

"From now on, just call her Aunt Yizhou."

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched hard in the stomach.

Fujimiya Makoto's mouth bulged, and his old waist quickly bent down, bending with difficulty like a cooked shrimp.

Tong-chan slowly retracted her fist and said unhappily, "What do you mean by 'Auntie'? Brother Cheng!"

"I'm still a young person of the new generation."

"etc?!"

It was not until this moment that Hikifune Kiryu suddenly noticed the little child next to Fujimiya Makoto.

The body suddenly turned to stone.

Little Aizen, who was not even as tall as his waist, had a stern face and looked at the disgusting couple in front of him with indifferent eyes.

What a bad luck.

Is this the life I will have to face in the future?

Although little Aizen was young, his mind was much smarter than many adults. He was naturally very clear that he was forcibly "adopted" by a captain who was famous throughout the Soul Society, which obviously meant that he would be trained intensively.

However, he was more aware of another truth - the favors he received now would have to be returned many times over in the near future.

With Aizen's current strength, he is confident that he can survive in Rukongai on his own, and even live well.

Being "adopted" here at this time, it is obviously impossible to be in a good mood.

However, it is precisely because he is smart enough that little Aizen knows what to do and when - even though the person next to him is Mr. Fujimiya who seems to have set his eyes on him.

Therefore, little Aizen used his small hands to pat the newly changed hemp yukata on his body, nodded politely and greeted:

"Hello, Vice Captain Hikifune."

"My name is Aizen Sosuke, and I'll be visiting you from today."

Hikifune Kiryu, who was petrified on the spot, was quiet for a few seconds.

The girl's neck creaked as it turned towards Fujimiya Makoto, like a gear that hadn't been oiled in years. On her beautiful, usually cheerful and sunny face, she forced a very difficult smile, as if she was straining her muscles, and asked with a forced smile:

"Cheng, Cheng-brother?"

"Although I've been mentally prepared for this a long time ago, but...why didn't you tell everyone about what happened between you and Unohana-sama?"

"Boom."

Fujimiya Makoto hit her on the head with a knife-like hand, but it was very crisp.

He said angrily, "What do you mean by yes or no? I've already reached the nineteenth level of 'Yi Yu'. I haven't even been to the teacher's house in all these days."

"Don't slander me!"

"This is the child we found when we were hunting down Aizen. Now he has nowhere to go."

"Because of his outstanding talent, I adopted him and brought him home."

Little Aizen looked at him sideways with an expression of extreme disgust.

Kiryu breathed a long sigh of relief, and his dead eyes suddenly came back to life. His whole body seemed to be shining again, and even his gaze towards little Aizen became much warmer.

"What? You should have said something like this earlier!"

"I thought it was Unohana-sama's... hehe."

As Hikifune Kiryu spoke, he quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft short hair of Xiao Lanyan, making a strange sound of "yoshi yoshi" from his mouth.

"Hello, Aizen-chan."

"From now on, just call me Sister Kiryu at home."

Hikifune Kiryu's smile was sunny and warm.

Little Aizen still had a stern face and nodded slightly stiffly:

"Okay, Sister Kiryu."

Fujimiya Makoto walked into the room and muttered softly: "Even though he's over three hundred years old..."

Hikifune Kiryu immediately pounced on his back like a tigress descending from a mountain, gritting her teeth, and rode on his shoulders like she did when they were little, holding this guy's head and beating and biting it:

"Brother Cheng, you bastard!!"

"Real age is an absolute taboo for women—!"

"Ah, ah! I'm so sorry!"

"I'm hungry, please Kiryu-chan, go cook quickly!"

Faced with the ferocious tiger descending from behind, even a strong man like Fujimiya Makoto had no choice but to beg for mercy, as he was bitten so hard that he had no way to fight back.

Hearing this, Miss Hikifune became even more annoyed: "It's only at times like this that you can remember me. It's really realistic."

"Brother Cheng~!"

"You spend most of every month sleeping at someone else's house?"

"I say, do you really still remember that this is your home?"

The girl's awkward voice was full of resentment.

Fujimiya Makoto could only smile pleadingly, not daring to say anything back.

However, although Kiryu said this, his body obediently rolled off his shoulders and walked towards the kitchen.

“The food at home is quite complete.”

"What do you want to eat today?"

"Oyakodon, grill that leftover steak from last time...ah! Remember to add some cheese."

Fujimiya Makoto ordered the dishes like a master. When he finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at the stern-faced little Aizen, pretending to be an expert, and continued, "Another children's meal of fish and chips and a small hamburger!"

“Yes, yes~”

Ms. Kiryu drew out the words, but she had no complaints about cooking.

Or, if you don’t cook for someone you love, then there’s no motivation at all, right?

Little Aizen had no objection to this ordering arrangement.

When he heard unfamiliar terms like 'hamburger' and 'French fries', he turned around and glanced at Fujimiya Makoto.

This guy, doesn't he like feeding others weird things?

He thought so in his mind.

......

On the table.

The long chopsticks silently reached out to the smaller plate and secretly pointed at a piece of fish and chips on the edge of the plate.

"Whoosh!"

The tender white little hand rushed out at lightning speed, completely ignoring the greasiness, and grabbed it, stuffing it into her mouth with a "wuwu" sound.

Fujimiya Makoto turned his head and looked at little Aizen who was sitting on the high chair beside him.

The chubby face was stuffed with three or four pieces of fish and chips at the same time, making the cheeks round. Two fries were sticking out of the lips, held down by the little hands, refusing to let even a drop of oil residue fall, pretending not to see the stealing behavior of Fujimiya next to her.

Although Aizen's face had been stretched out of shape, his facial features remained tense, and his mind seemed not to be shaken at all by the delicious food on the table.