Death: Captain Millennium

Chapter 437 Leisurely Life After the War

Two and a half years later...

the present

The scorching summer sun is like a huge fireball, pouring its light and heat onto the beach without reservation.

The bright sunlight, like a handful of tiny golden arrows, hit the sparkling sea surface, and then reflected on the beach, breaking into bits of gold foil, flickering and jumping with the ups and downs of the waves, just like countless lively little stars playing happily.

Lin Yu lay comfortably under a huge parasol, which was like a giant mushroom blooming on the beach, shielding him from the scorching sun.

He was spread out in a "spread" shape, with only a thin beach towel casually draped over his body, revealing his firm and healthy wheat-colored skin.

There were three or four empty coconut shells scattered randomly at the feet. The juice had been drained out of these coconut shells and they looked a little shriveled under the scorching sun. There were still some white coconut fibers remaining on the shells, emitting a faint coconut fragrance.

Bayunzhai was wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat. The brim of the hat was wide and soft, like a blooming lotus leaf, blocking the glaring sunlight for her.

She half-knelt on the beach beside Lin Yu, holding a bottle of special sunscreen in her hand - the Star Sand Sunscreen Lotion carefully developed by the Seireitei Technology Development Bureau.

The milky white sunscreen was slowly squeezed out. Under the sunlight, the sunscreen seemed to be cast with magic, reflecting a brilliant halo like the Milky Way, as if the entire vast universe was condensed in this small lotion.

Bayunzhai carefully and evenly applied sunscreen on Lin Yu's back. Her movements were gentle and delicate, as if she was carving a precious work of art.

At this moment, Saito Furuobushi suddenly appeared from nowhere like a ghost. She was wearing an exaggerated bikini, the colorful pattern was particularly dazzling in the sun, and her face was covered with a pair of strangely shaped large sunglasses, which covered most of her face.

She put her hands on her hips and scolded Lin Yu, her voice so sharp that it seemed to pierce the hot air: "How dare you! You dare to let Bayunzhai apply sunscreen on you? You are really rebelling against Tiangang! You are simply lawless!"

Lin Yu curled his lips in a disdainful smile. He turned over lazily, supported his head with one hand, and started to speak: "You're kidding! Do you understand the family throne? In our small family, I have an absolute status. Bayunzhai is willing to apply sunscreen to me. That's my blessing. You can be jealous!"

"you……"

Saito was trembling with anger. Her hands were clenched into fists, her knuckles turned white from the force, and her eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire. She wished she could eat Lin Yu alive.

She suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Lin Yu's arm, opened her mouth and bit it hard, as if she wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from Lin Yu's arm.

"Awoo! You are born in the year of the dog, right?"

Lin Yu cried out "Ouch" because of the sudden bite. He shook his arms hard, trying to break free from Saito's mouth.

"What did you just say? The family throne?"

Bayunzhai also stopped what he was doing, his eyes almost spitting fire.

She never thought that Lin Yu would dare to say such anti-Tian Gang words. In this family, she is the head of the family. The term "family throne" is a blatant provocation to her authority.

Without saying a word, Bayunzhai used Armstrong's rotating dragon claw hand and grabbed the soft flesh on Lin Yu's waist fiercely.

Only a scream of "Ah" was heard, and Lin Yu's body instantly bent like a shrimp, and the scream was even more miserable than before, as if someone was cutting flesh with a knife.

The pain from the dragon claw hand grabbing his body was like thousands of needles piercing his body at the same time, making Lin Yu feel like every inch of his skin was trembling.

"My dear wife! I'm wrong! It hurts!"

Lin Yu howled at the top of his lungs, his voice changing a little.

His face was full of pain, his facial features were twisted together, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down from his forehead.

He waved his hands wildly in the air, trying to push Bayunzhai away, but he didn't dare to really push Bayunzhai away, so he could only grab at the air in vain.

"You heard me wrong. I was talking about the lower position in the family. My dear wife, it's my blessing that you help me apply sunscreen."

Lin Yu howled and begged for mercy. He no longer had the arrogance he had when he confronted Saito just now. He was like a plucked rooster, completely devoid of his former majesty.

He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. If he had known earlier, he would not have said those words about the "family throne". Now, he has made his wife angry. He is asking for trouble.

He could only keep saying nice things, hoping that Bayunzhai would calm down and let him go this time.

"You deserve it! Who told you to show off?"

Unohana was wearing an extremely hot bikini, and the huge breasts on her chest made Lin Yu's eyes widen. She walked over gracefully, holding a glass of carefully prepared cocktail.

Her long, smooth hair swayed gently with her steps, and she had a distinctive, sinister smile on her face. That smile seemed to contain countless little secrets, and was also playful and gloating.

The cocktail in the glass is bright in color, the colorful liquid sparkles charmingly in the sun, and the ice cubes sway gently in the glass, making crisp and pleasant sounds.

"A dragon!"

"Hello, brothers!"

"Three stars photo!"

"Four happy talents!"

"The top five!"

"Six six six!"

"..."

In the distance, Kanehara Kinle, Shijima Chigiri, Obana Danjiro, Kogane Taketsuna, Kumeni Ente, Otsuka Amaeki, Zenjoji Arihime and Nigushi Saizo were sitting around a bonfire on the beach, enthusiastically playing the drinking games that Lin Yu had taught them.

They were all drunk with red faces and ears, waving their arms and shouting drinking games at the top of their lungs.

Every time a loud number is shouted out, accompanied by the clinking of glasses and laughter, it is a lively carnival.

Fifty meters away from the rocky beach, bursts of burnt aroma drifted over like invisible silk threads, instantly activating people's taste buds.

Yamamoto Shigekuni was sitting there steadily, the Ryujin Jakka in his hand was like a lively fire dragon, emitting a blazing light.

The prominence fire core compressed at the tip of the Zanpakuto was like a small sun, scorching the surrounding air.

The sweet potatoes were neatly arranged next to the fire core. As time went by, the skin of the sweet potatoes gradually became golden and crispy, and small bubbles popped out from time to time, as if speaking of the joy of being roasted by Rushing Fire.

Yamamoto Shigekuni looked focused, with a hint of rigor and seriousness in his eyes. He would use ghost techniques from time to time to test the sugar conversion rate of the sweet potato core.

Each of his movements was so skillful and precise that it didn't look like he was roasting sweet potatoes, but rather like he was practicing Bankai.

He frowned slightly, carefully feeling the information fed back by the ghost, and then gently adjusted the temperature and position of the fire core, striving to achieve the best baking effect for each sweet potato.

Under his careful care, the pile of sweet potatoes was like his most precious treasure, exuding an enticing aroma, waiting to be tasted.