In Soul Society, love and bond begin

He had read the original novel and naturally knew what a terrifying creature the 'Xuan' was to those 'Whole' beings who were only equivalent to ordinary people.

But for the Grim Reaper who was well prepared, it was really nothing.

"..."

"Nobles don't consider commoners as 'people'."

"Even the word 'whole' was invented by them."

"For nobles, ordinary people can be knife-testing materials, experimental materials, bait, or many other 'useful things'."

"But, I'm not the same 'person' as them."

"I thought about it for a long time before I understood this truth."

The old man said calmly, "So, from the day I killed the entire noble family, I made up my mind to eliminate this unreasonable existence of the nobles."

"If that's not possible, at least we should allow those talented people in Rukongai to learn how to wield the power of the Shinigami, giving them the ability to resist. This was my original intention in establishing the Genryu."

"However, as I've come to understand this world more and more, I've gradually discovered the difficulty of completely changing the rules that have existed in Soul Society for millions of years."

"I'm afraid I can't do it with my own strength."

When Fujimiya Makoto heard this, he quickly understood.

It’s not just the five nobles of Seireitei who uphold the rules of Soul Society.

The Palace of the Spirit King in heaven is also a part of it.

There, stood the strongest man in a million years, the one who named everything in the world—Hyoushube Ichibei.

"There are people in Soul Society who are stronger than you..."

Fujimiya Makoto seemed to sigh, yet also curious: "So you still want to go head-to-head with Seireitei?"

“I have to do it.”

The old man sneered at himself and hammered his leg: "If I don't take action now, I'm afraid my body will start to decline."

"Now is the final peak of this old man."

"No matter what the result is, you have to try."

Upon hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto fell silent.

He seemed to be thinking of the frail and old appearance of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni just a thousand years later.

For a strong man of his level, a thousand years is already short enough.

But why did the old man in the mountain say this to me?

Fujimiya Makoto looked at him quietly.

Yamamoto was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "If I fail..."

"Sincerity."

"Will you inherit my will?"

It turned out to be the case.

After hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto also understood what the old man Shan meant.

Is this considered entrusting an orphan to someone else?

He couldn't help but feel that it was a bit absurd when he thought about it.

After all, he had only been at Yuanzi Academy for two days.

Makoto Fujimiya didn't know about the conversation between Yamamoto and Suzube on the mountain, so naturally he didn't know how shocking what he had just done.

He didn't even know that he was regarded by Yamamoto as someone who could completely inherit his mantle and even surpass him.

In fact, Yamamoto Shigekuni himself knew very well that what he just said was a profound statement.

It's just a feeling of urgency in my heart.

After all, how long will it take for Fujimiya Makoto to grow to the point where he can inherit his will?

Ten years? Twenty years? One hundred years?

Would he really be willing to do that since he hasn't experienced so much?

For the god of death, their time is very long, yet very short.

Fujimiya Makoto just said firmly:

"You will succeed."

"...slippery boy."

The old man's tone was somewhat helpless.

He stood up again and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter if you don't have that idea."

"Tomorrow morning, remember to come to the dojo early."

"It's time for you to go out and get some fresh air."

Fujimiya Makoto leaned forward slightly and said respectfully:

"Yes."

Chapter 21: Die! You little bastard!

Day two.

When Fujimiya Makoto arrived at the dojo, he had already seen a familiar figure in the distance in the front yard.

There are eight thousand flowers of Mao.

The woman who had once pierced his body fiercely still looked as cold as before, with a sword on her waist, standing at the door, as if waiting for something.

It was not until she saw the figure of Fujimiya Makoto that a faint smile slowly appeared on Unohana's cold and gentle face.

However, Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Whether it was a piercing of the chest or fainting from heavy bleeding, it was not an experience to be commended.

Although he already knew that this evil woman was indifferent when it came to 'killing', Fujimiya Makoto still couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"You were the one who emitted the spiritual pressure yesterday, right?"

After approaching, it was Unohana who spoke first. She looked at him softly, scanning every inch of the young man's body, and the emotion in her eyes was gentle, almost loving.

"Yes, Unohana-sensei."

Fujimiya Makoto gritted his teeth and handled the matter impartially.

Unohana Yachiru looked at him with an increasingly playful gaze, her smile like a child seeing a favorite toy, tinged with a subtle, almost unnoticeable desire:

"Very good Reiatsu."

"You've made considerable progress."

"..."

Fujimiya Makoto's expression became increasingly tense.

He knew very well that this woman had no flesh and blood in her heart, and what she desired naturally was not love.

Rather, it was the purest... murderous intent.

If we have to talk about it, Unohana's love for a person must be equal to her desire to kill him.

The way Unohana falls in love with someone is to stab the sharp blade into the other person's heart as hard as possible.

"Do you have anything else?"

Fujimiya Makoto took a deep breath and said seriously, "Master Genryusai has something else to ask me."

Unohana's smile became more and more amiable, and this stubborn look was also quite good.

"Then let's go in together."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped over the threshold of the front yard and headed towards the dojo.

As they passed by, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly noticed that Unohana seemed to have unbuttoned two of the top buttons of her outer white haori. The heavy sense of justice became even more obvious against the contrast between the black clothes and the pure white haori.

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned.

This guy, did it on purpose or by accident?

But there was no time to think about it at this moment, he had already quickly followed.

"arrive?"

When the two of them stepped into the dojo, they saw that quite a few people had already gathered inside.

Iwahara Kinraku, Shijima Chigiri, Kōno Taketsuna, Kumeno Iyotetsu, Unohana Yachiryu...

Fujimiya Makoto scanned them one by one.

After living in Yuanzi Academy for some time, he can already recognize many people.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was sitting in the middle as usual, pointing at the people around him and saying, "Makoto, the action teams led by these teachers are currently lacking people of your level."

"Due to your qualifications, I can only give you the title of associate instructor now. You can become a full-time instructor in a few years."

"Who are you going with?"

Fujimiya Makoto was startled at first, then immediately said, "Wait, Master Genryusai...um, what is the action team?"

"Oh, it was my negligence."

The old man patted his forehead and gestured to Quebu: "Choujiro, explain it to him."

Quebu nodded slightly. "We, the disciples and teachers of the Yuanliu School, who have passed the assessment in the academy and received the 'Exemption' and 'Comprehensive Transmission' certificates, are all required to participate in the 'Operational Obligation'."

"Under normal circumstances, under the guidance of the teachers, we kill the Hollows that appear in various places, and eliminate the noble Shinigami of Seireitei who cause trouble in the Genryu territory."

"There are currently thirteen permanent action teams, each led by a different teacher and instructor."

Isn't this the prototype of the Gotei 13?

Fujimiya Makoto reacted immediately.

Obviously, the complete organizational structure of the first Gotei 13 could not have been formed overnight.

"Are there any differences between different action teams?" Fujimiya Makoto asked tentatively.

"Yes~yes~"

Shijima Chigiri, a young man with a hunched back and a lackluster look, raised his hand high.

"Our four groups are the treatment groups."

"I don't usually have to go to the battlefield, so it's much easier than others."

Fujimiya Makoto breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Then..."

Unohana Yachiru, who had been sitting on the side and had been keeping quiet from the beginning, suddenly interrupted:

"Our Group 11 wants this person."

"Anyone who has any opinions can tell me."

For a moment, the whole place fell silent.

Unohana Yachiru smiled as he glanced at the people around him, his gaze focusing on someone.

Shijima Chigiri shuddered all over and said to Fujimiya Makoto in an embarrassed tone, "...But you won't reply, right? Then we can't have you. What a pity!"

Very decisive in being timid.

But it's understandable.

Although it's not very obvious just looking at the image.

However, Unohana Hachimura is recognized by all teachers of this generation as the best person after Genryūsai.

He is an unprecedented villain in the history of Soul Society and his reputation is well deserved.