In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Is this the infinite monkey theorem?

"That's not it."

Fujimiya Makoto pointed at her, then at his own knife: "But, after listening to my idea, you should at least give me some compensation, right?"

"How do you make it shut up?"

"This..."

Shutara Senjumaru's expression was obviously very disappointed.

Then, something like a tail suddenly began to move in her long skirt, which scared Hikifune Kiryu who was standing next to Fujimiya Makoto's legs and made him quickly hide behind.

That foul-mouthed big sister has a monster under her skirt!

Fujimiya Makoto seemed to remember something.

as predicted.

A bony arm slowly emerged from behind Shutara Senjumaru, holding a familiar-looking rosary in its hand, and casually handed it over.

"Here."

"This is my treasure."

"Jingyan bracelet."

It was a string about a foot long, strung together with jade beads. There were two canine teeth hooked in the center, faintly emitting a thunderous luster.

Shutara Senjumaru kept his word and handed the bracelet to Fujimiya Makoto, explaining casually, "Just wrap this rosary between the hilt and the scabbard, and that kid will shut up."

"But you have to chant a spell."

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the bracelet in his hand and heard the spell being chanted, and suddenly he felt that this thing was becoming more and more familiar.

"So, the spell is 'sit'?"

"No." Shutara Senjumaru looked at him strangely, "Of course the spell is 'Shut Up'!"

How could this guy have such a weird train of thought?

It's really incomprehensible.

Fujimiya Makoto finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was not the one Inu○cha used.

"But there are side effects," Shutara Senjumaru said. "This function can only be used three times a day, and it only keeps you silent for a maximum of three minutes at a time. The stronger your Zanpakutō, the less useful it is."

"If it's Ryujin Jakka, maybe these beads will burst into flames."

"So, I've wanted to throw it away for a long time."

"Three minutes..."

Fujimiya Makoto clearly looked reluctant, but something was better than nothing, at least it was a breakthrough from zero.

"Thank you very much."

【Protest! Don’t do that!】

[Stuffing something that big into my mouth... woooooo...]

Without waiting for this broken sword to say anything more, Fujimiya Makoto had already wrapped the rosary around it with a ruthless look on his face.

In serious occasions, he would rather carry a fire stick with him.

Shutara Senjumaru glanced at his waist and suddenly said with a smile, "Also, this rosary has some wonderful little effects on 'Sword Zen'."

"Are you serious? Miss Shudra, the unrivaled one in the world!"

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes widened. What other functions does this have?!

Shudorashi Senjumaru, however, had a very subtle expression on his face, and chuckled softly, "I hope you won't seek revenge on me in the future."

"how could be!"

"If something stupid like that really happened, I would do a handstand right there... cough cough cough."

Fujimiya Makoto looked very sincere.

He even dreams of gaining Shikai and Bankai.

This means that we can't even communicate.

Given a choice, who would want to be like Kenpachi Zaraki, carrying a broken sword and slashing all day long?

What's more, there is a little loli following Kenpachi Zaraki.

he......

Fujimiya Makoto looked down at Hikifune Kiryu, and little Kiryu also looked up at him in confusion.

Well, he has it too!

Doesn’t this confidence increase all of a sudden?

After Shutara Senjumaru left, Fujimiya Makoto took little Kiryu for a walk outside, but he couldn't find a nursery or any other institution for a long time, so he had to take care of the child himself.

After noticing that Unohana's spiritual pressure had left the gym, he obediently ran to the training ground and waited.

......

"Tong-chan, you have to remember this."

Fujimiya Makoto solemnly instructed the little one beside him: "Because big brother's talent is so great, his way of learning is very different from others."

"When that weird auntie teaches me later, you have to watch carefully. If you can't learn it this way, I will have to send you to the cram school."

"Can you understand, Kiri-chan?"

"understood!"

Hikifune Kiryu had a stern face and nodded obediently.

It has to be said that suffering shapes a strong character, and children always mature quickly when they are helpless.

Fujimiya Makoto smiled and ruffled Kiri-chan's hair.

"Are you planning to adopt her?"

Suddenly, the voice of Unohana Yachiru was heard behind him.

Fujimiya Makoto's whole body froze, and he prayed in his heart that she hadn't heard what he said.

Turning around, I saw that Unohana Yachiru still had that calm expression.

[Yeah! Weird auntie! He just...]

Xiao Podao started to retaliate as soon as he got the chance.

"Shut up!"

Fujimiya Makoto was almost covered in cold sweat and immediately scolded him.

The beads on the scabbard flickered, emitting a dark red light.

The remaining words immediately turned into inaudible garbled text.

Hikifune Kiryu looked at Fujimiya Makoto in confusion, not knowing why his older brother was so nervous.

Fujimiya Makoto raised his head tremblingly, and then saw that Unohana Yachiru's smile turned into a half-smile. She didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

"Team Leader Unohana, what I'm actually saying is..." He gave a flattering smile.

"Just call me teacher."

Unohana just smiled faintly and said something.

"Yes."

"Teacher!"

Fujimiya Makoto immediately took advantage of the situation.

Then, she turned around, walked to the edge of the training ground, and took a wooden sword for training from the wooden rack.

Fujimiya Makoto was about to get his training sword when he was interrupted by Unohana:

"no need."

"Just use your real sword like normal."

Unohana Yachiru spoke in a calm tone, her deep eyes looking at him calmly, her face still smiling:

"Let me see it."

"The secret technique you created during battle."

After hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto realized that Teacher Unohana wanted to help him identify the problem.

Thinking of this, he immediately perked up all his energy.

He rolled up the rosary in his left hand, walked slowly to the center of the training ground, and pulled out the shallow punch.

Makoto Fujimiya recalled the moment when he killed the Yachukas, and the feeling in his hands when he cut through the steel skin. Everything seemed so clear.

Only after everything was prepared did he open his eyes again.

"Please advise."

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 29: Teacher's Care

Almost at the moment when Fujimiya Makoto finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the sight of Hikifune Kiryu next to him, and the whole person rushed towards Unohana Yachiru like a shadow.

The light sword pressed on the waist drew an arc like flowing water in the air.

"Qianglang——"

The swords collided, making a crisp metallic sound.

However, Unohana Yachiru's brows were obviously furrowed.

Fujimiya Makoto did not notice this phenomenon and concentrated on launching a fierce attack on Master Unohana!

The bounced shallow strike was deflected by the reflected force, tilted along the direction of the wrist, and went straight to the wrist of Master Unohana, but was easily blocked by the wooden sword protected by spiritual power. The woman's seemingly slender wrist was as steady as cast steel in battle, and every movement was honed through thousands of trials and tribulations.

However, the current Fujimiya Makoto is definitely not the young man he was when he first fought against Unohana. With a wealth of experience in slashing techniques and an eighth-level slashing technique level, he can definitely be considered a swordsman even in the entire Yuanzi Academy.

Stab! Slap! Hook! Chop! Wipe!

The ultra-high-speed blades crossed each other, causing extremely intense spirit sparks to erupt in the center of the small battlefield between the two people, almost forming a continuous piece.

[Come on! Shocking Vine Palace! Don't show me pity just because of my slender body!]

[Slashing Technique +3]

[Almost! Just a little bit! I want to eat the master's big water drop! ]

[Slashing Technique +3]

[Do you know how to do this? Your posture is wrong!]

[Slashing Technique +2]

Every movement of Fujimiya Makoto seemed just right, and he also grasped the timing perfectly. As long as the opponent made a slight mistake, the blade in his hand would be able to break through Unohana's defense and penetrate her teardrop shape.

However, the perfect force of every sword strike from the opposite side made him feel a heavy pressure in his heart.

From the beginning to the end, Unohana-sensei only used the same amount of strength as him.

At the same time, she had to use her spiritual power to protect the fragile wooden training sword in her hand.

Fujimiya Makoto had to burst out more spiritual power.

However, Unohana Yachiryu was not at all surprised by Fujimiya Makoto's great progress in swordsmanship. Instead, his brows furrowed deeper.

Until one moment, the woman's patience seemed to finally run out.

"clang!"

Unohana suddenly raised the wooden sword in her hand, and Fujimiya Makoto's seemingly fierce attack was abruptly broken. The seemingly fragile training wooden sword went straight towards his throat in the sudden sound of the wind.

In an instant, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly grasped the feeling that had been brewing for a long time.

【Type 1: Breaking Steel】