In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned.

Then why did you call me here?

As if I could choose.

"Cough cough."

The old man on the mountain obviously noticed this as well, and pretended to explain for them:

"Makoto, Unohana also came from the middle."

Hearing this, everyone around him looked worried.

They also lack capable subordinates.

Unohana's smile became even gentler.

"Hey Hey hey!"

Just when Fujimiya Makoto was about to accept his fate, he heard a sudden arrogant roar coming from outside the door.

With a whoosh, a purple figure rushed in from outside and shouted loudly:

"Why did no one inform me when they picked this guy?!"

Everyone looked at Saito Bakugou.

Over, here comes one more.

Saito Bulaobushi crossed over ten meters in an instant and appeared behind Fujimiya Makoto in an instant. He rode on his shoulders without hesitation and loudly questioned everyone:

"Hey! Old man!"

"Don't you know that this guy likes me the most?"

Saito Furuobushi folded his hands, placed them on Fujimiya Makoto's head, tilted his foot to poke his cheek, and said confidently:

"Look carefully!"

"He still has my tabi hanging on his scabbard!"

"Right?"

Fujimiya Makoto felt that the straw sandals were a bit uncomfortable, and he sighed helplessly, "Actually... I prefer raw shoes."

As for the rumor that he was a pervert, Fujimiya Makoto felt that it was impossible to dispel it.

"Eh?"

Saito Bulaobushi was stunned when he heard this, and muttered, "That's a lot to ask for?"

However, he unexpectedly took off his shoes obediently.

This time, she used her pair of white and tender little feet to poke his face.

【You have taken a step further on the 'Path of Foot Art'! 】

[Instant Step (Talent Restriction): 'Level 10'↑]

[Wow! You really know a lot!]

【I like raw feet too! 】

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the panel in front of him with an expressionless face.

There's a reward for this?!

Unohana Yachiru looked at him with a strange look.

"What are you looking at? You want to fight?" Saito Bulaobushi bares his teeth at her like a cat guarding its food.

Unohana ignored her and looked directly at Fujimiya Makoto, smiling, "You should know where you should go, right?"

"A weakling like her can't satisfy you."

When Fujimiya Makoto heard this, he suddenly realized something and his eyes lit up.

Yes.

Since we have to fight anyway, of course we have to pick a weak target!

"No!"

He bowed decisively and refused loudly: "I want to choose Saito Normal's action team!"

"I'm so sorry, Unohana-sensei!"

"This is right!"

Saito Bakugou rode on his neck with an arrogant and smug smile.

Unohana frowned unexpectedly.

However, she didn't need to continue speaking, as she heard a coquettish and complaining sound with a matter-of-fact tone coming from Fujimiya Makoto's waist, chattering non-stop.

[Of course, you should pick the softest persimmons to squeeze! ]

[Do you understand? Idiot~]

[Only when I become strong enough can I beat you until you cry and grit your teeth! ]

[It's so miserable to be abused unilaterally. ]

[But speaking from the bottom of my heart, although the little white feet of the immortal sauce are also very good, after all, the great justice of Unohana's mother is the best! ]

[It's the ball, Unohana-mama! Let me bury it for a while! !]

[She, the immortal, can't satisfy me at all! ]

Suddenly, Saito's cheerful smile,

Suddenly froze.

Her smile slowly shifted to Unohana Yachiru's face.

Fujimiya Makoto's forehead was covered with sweat.

Everyone around had an expression as if they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Damn, Unohana’s mother?

This guy can actually become even more heavyweight?

Outrageous!

......

Lu Quba Yunzhai hurried to the dojo. Master Yuan Liuzhai wanted to call her for something, but she read too late and forgot the time.

As a result, I just ran to the front yard.

The girl heard a sudden roar from inside, and a column of blazing spiritual energy filled the sky, fierce and violent:

"Prepare to die, you little bastard!"

Chapter 22 Killian

"Wow."

Fujimiya Makoto's figure disappeared and reappeared in a series of instant steps.

Following behind him were a dozen or so members of the Yuanliu who were dressed in pitch-black Death Tyrant uniforms and looked solid and vigorous.

However, at this time, most of them lowered their heads, trying their best not to look in the direction of Fujimiya Makoto, and trying hard to hold back their laughter.

Only the slender figure in pure white haori at the front of the moving queue occasionally turned around and looked at him with interest - mainly at Fujimiya Makoto's face that was almost swollen like a pig's head.

"Sincerity."

"You really don't need to go back and fix it?"

Unohana Yachiru looked at him gently, his voice so calm that it seemed as if there was no hint of sarcasm at all.

"no need!"

Fujimiya Makoto pursed his lips, turned his head away, and looked reluctant.

He actually wanted to go back.

If little Saito hadn't been chasing him down by Mangenjijuku.

However, this is too strange.

Those words were clearly said by Dao, so why did little Saito insist on beating him alone?!

What evidence is there for what I think?

what?

Fujimiya Makoto felt that he was wronged.

Helplessly, he had no choice but to follow Unohana out and hide.

"By the way, Normal School."

"What are we doing here?"

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly remembered something important and lowered his voice to ask Unohana's mother in front of him.

Unohana Yachiru glanced at him subtly, but this woman always had great patience for those worth killing, and explained in a gentle voice:

"News came from Shudra that a large-scale fluctuation in the Hueco Mundo space was detected near Area 35. It should be the appearance of a large Hollow."

"Da Xu..."

Fujimiya Makoto glanced at the team of more than a dozen people behind him and thought, no wonder Unohana was thrown out.

The Great Hollow is a new individual formed by hundreds or thousands of Hollows devouring each other. From low to high, it is divided into three levels: Killian, Yachukas, and Vastod.

Normally, even the weakest Killian cannot be dealt with by ordinary team members, and at least a 'coach', that is, the future 'vice-captain', is needed as the main attacker.

If it was a slightly weaker vice-captain, he might not be able to defeat him.

After arriving in Soul Society, Fujimiya Makoto had never seen a Hollow before, and he couldn't help but feel eager to try it out.

However, when the group arrived at the location indicated by the Shudala alarm, they found that it was a small village near the river, dotted with a few fruit trees.

Most of the houses in the village are thatched houses, a few of which are surrounded by fences. Green seedlings are blooming in the long vegetable plots, and from a distance you can see people working in the small fields opened up nearby.

There was a little kid by the river struggling to cast a net.

A simple and plain rural scenery.

However, when the villagers noticed their figures, they all froze.

Immediately afterwards, the villagers who were busy outside dropped the things in their hands and ran quickly towards the village.

It was like seeing some ferocious beast.

However, Unohana Yachiru and the others were not surprised by this. After looking around and finding nothing, they strode towards the village by the river.

Fujimiya Makoto was not aware of the situation and followed Unohana closely.

When they entered the village, they saw that the small village, which had been crowded with people just now, was now empty.

Only a few old men stood in the middle of the road, all waiting tremblingly.

When they saw them approaching, they immediately knelt down and lowered their heads.

Fujimiya Makoto looked into the rooms on both sides of the road and could see eyes peering out from the darkness.

what.

Does this mean they are also considered aristocrats?

I have to say, this feeling, as if traveling back to the feudal era and becoming a high-ranking official, really makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

wrong.

Fujimiya Makoto knocked his head and corrected his concept of the times, which had become a little confused because of the endless fighting in Sarakiri - wasn't the present world a thousand years ago the feudal era?

We have to adapt to the times.