Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

To be more precise, it should be the kitchen.

Ruyue stared dumbfounded at the scene before her, momentarily lost in thought.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

In the bustling scene of large-scale cooking, countless people were diligently performing their duties, and no one even noticed the uninvited guest who had intruded into the kitchen.

Ru Yueming quickly adapted to the kitchen, making use of her talent and moving between the various stoves and workbenches.

"The fish balls don't taste like fish, a failure."

"The radish wasn't picked properly; it's a failure."

"The pork skin was overcooked and mushy, it had no chewiness, a failure!"

"The pig's blood was so mushy and fell apart as soon as you picked it up; it was a complete failure!"

"Uh, forget about the large intestine..."

Looking at the pork intestine sashimi laid out in front of her, Ru Yueming gave up the idea of ​​tasting it.

Judging from the group's terrible cooking skills, this dish of large intestines was probably the worst dish of the entire meal, bar none.

Aizen watched as Ruyue Ming moved through the crowd, a hint of helplessness appearing on his calm face.

Although I know this guy is unreliable, isn't he afraid of being caught and dissected if he just sneaks into the 12th Division like that?

"How did you come?"

Aizen put down his work and went to Akira Kisaragi, who was eating at lightning speed.

"Looking for you."

Asuka Akira put down the CD in her hand and grinned, "I was thinking that if you don't adapt well to life in the Twelfth Division, I'll transfer you to the Eleventh Division."

Upon hearing this, Aizen sighed helplessly.

The situation eventually unfolded into a familiar scenario.

Seeing that Ruyue was about to go somewhere else to freeload, Aizen reached out and stopped him.

"These are not just simple dishes."

"It was the experimental research of Captain Yagaya."

Ru Yueming stared wide-eyed at the earnest-looking boy in front of her, giving him a look that said, "Don't try to fool me, I'm not well-educated."

Although the food was a bit unpalatable, it wasn't exactly a research project, was it?

In his mind, research should be a group of intellectuals wearing white lab coats, using various instruments in a clean and bright laboratory, and engaging in heated discussions while using a lot of terms that he couldn't understand at all.

The scene before us doesn't look like a research project at all.

Seeing Ruyueming's expression, Aizen knew that he didn't believe him.

So he gave a simple explanation of the principles behind soul cuisine.

Then Ruyueming looked on with a sudden realization: "Isn't this just about getting stronger by eating rice?"

"How's the progress? Are there any finished products yet?"

Aizen shook his head.

This experiment has only just begun, and the researchers are still honing their culinary skills. It will likely take a long time before they can move on to the next step.

Do you have any better dishes?

As for the food, as Yue Ming had to settle for second best, the other dishes he had just eaten were all rather ordinary.

"Try this."

Aizen brought over a bowl of tofu pudding from the table next to him.

Upon seeing this, Ru Yueming's eyes lit up.

There's no other reason than that this dish is on a completely different level from the others.

Judging from appearance alone, it is enough to completely crush it.

The crystal-clear white tofu pudding, resembling jelly, wobbles at the slightest touch.

This can no longer be called a dish; it should be described as—

artwork!

Taking the bowl and spoon, Ru Yueming took a deep breath and began to taste it properly.

The moment it enters your mouth, the delicate fragrance of tofu pudding bursts forth on your tongue. Its gentle texture is like condensed milk, melting in your mouth and leaving a lingering, delightful aftertaste.

After quickly finishing a whole bowl of tofu pudding, Ruyueming pushed the empty bowl in front of Aizen and said in a serious tone:

"one more bowl!"

"Gone."

Aizen shrugged, as if he had expected this to happen.

He didn't prepare much soybeans, enough to make at most two bowls of tofu pudding, and he planned to keep the rest for himself.

Ru Yueming, unsuspecting, turned around and prepared to continue searching for edible dishes.

But after eating the tofu pudding, I suddenly lost my appetite for the other dishes.

The skill level is too low.

Asuka Akira shook his head and looked at Aizen beside him, only to find that he had changed into a brand new shihaka outfit, which, combined with his slightly drooping brown hair, gave him a very frail appearance.

"By the way, do you know where to get the Death Knight set?"

Aizen pointed in a direction: "Do you remember the Shutara Laboratory we went to last time?"

As if suddenly remembering, Ruyue Ming recalled the architectural style of the Shutara Research Institute.

Like a dye house, it is surrounded by gorgeous, colorful fabrics.

"I'll head over there then."

After saying that, he left the large kitchen.

They didn't give Aizen a chance to speak at all.

Looking in the direction he left, Aizen sighed helplessly, hoping that the guy wouldn't suffer too much.

…………

Returning to the Shutaro Research Institute, the scene was still familiar.

The architectural style is extremely exaggerated, with several huge, skeletal arms embracing the cocoon-like house, and colorful silk ribbons and cloths fluttering all around.

After explaining his purpose to the Grim Reaper, the other party readily led him to a laboratory.

"Lord Shutara is inside."

As the moonlight shone through the door, countless dazzling brocades cascaded down from the ceiling, the sound of looms echoing from the depths, occasionally accompanied by the sound of fabric tearing.

"meet again……"

Just as he was examining the room's layout, the sound of wooden clogs approached from afar and soon came to him.

An elegant woman with pale skin slowly approached, her beautiful black eyes scrutinizing the young man before her.

Just as Akira was feeling a little uneasy under her gaze, Senjumaru suddenly said something that shocked him:

"Since you're here to make a Shinigami outfit, then take your clothes off..."

Chapter 95 Treasure Boy

Asuka Akira stared wide-eyed at Senjumaru in front of her, as if trying to discern something from her slightly pale face.

Didn't you hear me?

Senjumaru didn't mind at all and said calmly, "Then I'll repeat it again: take off all your clothes, completely naked."

Ru Yueming slowly typed out a question mark.

He suspected the woman in front of him was lusting after him, and he had evidence.

Although I haven't read many books, I have a lot of experience.

Ru Yueming had never heard of anyone taking off all their clothes when getting their clothes tailored.

"Making a Shinigami outfit is a very delicate task."

The golden skeletal arm gently twirled in front of Senjumaru, and a slender sewing needle exuded a sharp aura, giving one a stinging sensation just by looking at it.

"Even the slightest mistake can have very serious consequences."

When he said this, Senjumaru was very serious and didn't blush at all.

Upon hearing this, Ruyue Ming was immediately conflicted.

What he didn't understand was, did all those Shinigami (death gods) and Shinigami (death warriors) in Seireitei have to be stripped and tailored one by one?

With so many people around, isn't Senjumaru afraid of getting a sty?

As he pondered, two shadows crept silently toward him from an unnoticed corner, slithering across the ground.

Like a venomous snake in the shadows.

Just as the shadow was about to touch Ruyueming, his expression suddenly turned serious, and his instinct for danger issued a warning.

Without any warning, a shadow burst forth from the ground, heading straight for the figure in the center of the room.

At the critical moment, Ru Yueming bent her body at an angle that defied physiological limits, managing to dodge the attack.

At the same time, he also clearly saw what was coming.

Two pieces of cloth, red and green, adorned with scattered floral patterns, are quite beautiful.

Upon seeing this, Senjumaru's eyes flashed with surprise, as if she hadn't expected what was happening before her. But soon, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if she had discovered something interesting, and she poured all her materialized spiritual pressure into the nearby silk.

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Time seemed to stand still for a moment.