Death: Captain Millennium

"Sentaro, go see what's going on. Who's howling outside?"

Ukitake frowned slightly. He was originally having a pleasant conversation with Ichigo, but his interest was interrupted by the sudden howling.

Sentaro Kotsubaki, who was sitting next to them, was about to get up and check the situation after hearing Ukitake's instructions, but before he could take a step out of the tea room, the tightly closed door was violently pulled open.

"Ah~ I finally found you! You were hiding here!"

Along with the shouting, a figure rushed in. The person who came in was Lin Yu. No one knew where he came from. He completely disregarded the feelings of others and rushed into the room carelessly and on his own.

As soon as he entered the room, he didn't even say hello. He glanced at the teapot on the table and grabbed it without saying a word. Then he tilted his head back and drank from the spout. Perhaps he was still drunk, so his mouth was very dry.

When Ichigo saw Lin Yu rushing in, his body shrank involuntarily. What happened yesterday had a huge impact on him, and he still hasn't recovered from it.

"Are you done talking?"

"We've basically finished the discussion, but there are still some minor details to discuss."

"Ichijigu! Go play outside. I have something to discuss with that old guy Ukitake."

When Ichigo heard Lin Yu's name being called, he thought he was going to be the target again, but he found out in the end that he was not the one being called out for him.

Ichigo quickly stood up and ran out. He really didn't want to see the devil Lin Yu again.

"Kurosaki Ichigo! We're not done talking yet! Why are you running?"

When Ukitake saw Ichigo running away like the wind, he was stunned for a moment. Lin Yu just said a casual word, why was he so scared?

"You better come to me for something!"

Fu Zhu looked at Lin Yu sharply and asked him to give a reasonable explanation.

"Something's happening! It's a big deal!"

"Didn't it just quiet down for a day or two? Something happened again?"

Fu Zhu looked at Lin Yu's serious face and thought that something serious had happened.

"Omaeda told me that all the members of your male Death God Association have my portraits in their collection. You must have drawn them, right?"

Lin Yu's straight gaze made Fu Zhu feel uneasy.

"This...this, it is indeed drawn by me, is there any problem?"

Fu Zhu swallowed his saliva. He originally wanted to scold Lin Yu and asked him what was the big deal. But then he thought that the portrait he drew was a little abstract and it was indeed a bit unfair. It was understandable that the other party came to him.

"Wow! I thought you dared to draw it but not admit it. Now that you admit it, it's easy. Just think about how you're going to compensate me! You drew me like that, so you're going to have to pay me for the mental damages!"

Lin Yu tapped the table rhythmically, vowing to get an explanation from Fu Zhu.

"Think carefully, who am I painting this portrait for? I'm trying to raise your profile, okay? You should be giving me a gift instead."

What a good way of turning the tables! Fu Zhu wanted to cover up the matter in just a few words and also wanted to trick Lin Yu into it.

"Increase my popularity? Do you think I'm stupid? I'm not that stupid boy Kurosaki Ichigo. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will dismantle your 13th Division."

Fu Zhu still wants to fool Lin Yu. Doesn’t he know that his nickname is Lao Liu?

Showing off one's sword in front of Guan Gong is like showing off one's skills in front of a scholar.

If it was so easy to fool Lin Yu, then his nickname would be for nothing.

"Lin Yu, let's talk it out."

Ukitake's face was filled with a flattering smile.

"Humph! Are you scared now? Weren't you being stubborn just now?"

Lin Yu crossed his arms and snorted coldly.

"Then you decide what to do, as long as it's not too excessive."

Ukitake sighed helplessly.

"How about this? You draw me 100 normal portraits and apologize to me at your next association meeting."

Lin Yu said with a turn of his eyes.

"One hundred? That's normal! This is too many."

Ukitake's eyes widened.

"Is it a lot? I don't ask for too much, right? Who told you to draw me so abstractly?"

Lin Yu raised his eyebrows, as if he was going to overturn the table if Fu Zhu didn't agree.

"Aren't you deliberately trying to embarrass me? You've seen my painting skills, how could I possibly be able to draw like that?"

Fu Zhu was dumbfounded. He couldn't fulfill Lin Yu's conditions at all. Wasn't this just making things difficult for him?

"Change it! Change it! I can't do what you're talking about."

"Change it? That's difficult. I can't think of any other replacement conditions at the last minute."

Lin Yu pretended to be in deep thought, but in fact he had already made a plan in his mind.

"As long as it's not this, you can ask for anything else!"

"Sure?"

"I'm sure and sure!"

"Then you swear in the name of the Spirit King!"

"Swear if you swear!"

Fu Zhu regretted what he said. He suddenly realized that he had been led into a trap by Lin Yu.

"Can I regret it?"

"What do you think?"

Lin Yu laughed heartily, feeling a sense of pleasure that his evil plan had succeeded.

"My conditions are very simple for you, so don't look so gloomy."

"tell me the story."

At this point, Fuzhu could only accept it.

"Transfer Rukia to my team seven."

"what!"

Now the 13th Division is short of talent, and Ukitake is weak and sickly. He originally planned to train Rukia as the vice-captain, but he didn't expect Lin Yu to ask for his lifeblood as soon as he opened his mouth.

In fact, Lin Yu's purpose in coming here was to get Rukia, and the 100 portraits were just a smokescreen to make Ukitake let down his guard.

When negotiating terms, you should start by asking for a high price, and then give a discount, and that’s it.

"What do you want with Rukia? Don't you have Tetsuzaemon assisting you in the Seventh Division? Are you trying to poach my people?"

Fu Zhu's resentful eyes made him want to eat Lin Yu alive.

"Don't worry about that. I have my own arrangements. Even if you lose Rukia, you still have Sentaro Kotsubaki. He's pretty good."

Lin Yu's wave of praise made Sentaro next to him feel dizzy.

"If you really can't bear to part with it, then let's stick to the same conditions as before. Draw it again and apologize!"

"I will think about it……"

Ukitake thought for a long time whether to draw a hundred paintings or let Rukia go to the Seventh Division. Finally, he gritted his teeth and decided to sacrifice Rukia.

If it really doesn't work, he can go to the First Team to find Mr. San and plead for his sympathy, and then get Rukia back. Wouldn't that be great?

"Hey! Have you made up your mind?"

Lin Yu became a little impatient and urged Fuzhu to make a decision quickly.

"I'll issue a transfer order for Rukia to the Seventh Division shortly. Are you satisfied?"

"That's good. A wise man knows how to handle the current situation. I'll be back now. Take your time with your work!"

Lin Yu stood up, patted Fu Zhu's shoulder, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned to leave the tea room.

Fu Zhu looked at Lin Yu's departing back, tears silently in his heart, blaming himself for being careless and drawing someone's portrait, and being caught red-handed.

"Ah! Teacher, are you done with your work?"

Ichigo saw Lin Yu coming out humming a song, and guessed that the matter must have been settled.

"It's done! Ichigo, you can go in now. Ukitake still has some details to discuss with you."

Lin Yu was in a good mood at the moment, and rarely did he call Ichigo the yellow-haired guy.