In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Coming from Rukongai, they knew very little about this world.

To the extent that, when Chihiro Shihouin only revealed a little bit of the outline of this world, they inexplicably began to feel a little chilly.

Many people even began to wonder.

——Can Genryūsai really lead them to exterminate all the nobles in Soul Society?

His strength is indeed strong.

But, has there never been someone stronger than him in Soul Society in these millions of years?

This kind of speculation, even if it only appeared a little bit in everyone's mind, was enough to shake their confidence that had been built on their continuous victories.

After all, the five great nobles are still there.

It has been like this for millions of years.

However, in the face of this unstable situation, Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni still sat upright in the same place with a calm expression.

It seems that the current situation had been anticipated.

Only Fujimiya Makoto saw the scene and felt quite emotional.

Before a person truly succeeds, no one can be sure that he can keep winning.

Even though this person is Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni.

"Boom."

Until finally, the ancient scabbard in the old man's hand once again stopped on the wooden floor, making a dull, empty and melodious sound.

He opened his eyes and looked around at the teachers around him:

"Do you have anything else to ask?"

"..."

The gym was still silent.

Those with brains were trying hard to think of the next countermeasures, while those without brains didn't even listen.

"In that case, let's adjourn the meeting."

The old man in the mountain gave an order and stood up from his seat and walked towards the inner room behind him.

The teachers also dispersed.

Although no one spoke, there was still an inexplicable low pressure in the entire dojo.

Fujimiya Makoto was thinking this...

"Haah~"

Ouhua Danerlang, who had a rather tough build and appearance, yawned loudly.

"Hiccup, hiccup."

The concubine from Shanding Temple, who had been secretly eating lard scraps since the meeting started, was burping.

Well, nothing low.

Some people are still very relaxed.

Fujimiya Makoto turned his head again to look at the teachers who had brains but were obviously frowning, and thought to himself that he should be the most relaxed person among all the normal people present.

Besides, I haven't been home for a long time, so it's time to go back and see how Kiryu and Senjumaru are getting along.

But not long after he stepped out of the door, someone suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"Um, um...Fujimiya-kun."

Fujimiya Makoto was startled when he heard this and turned his head subconsciously.

Then, he saw Lu Quba Yunzhai standing behind him with a shy expression, his slightly chubby face with a faint blush, his eyes dodging behind his glasses, and his hands subconsciously clasped in front of his belly, making the overlapping peaks, which were contained under the dark clothes but still looked extremely tall, look even taller.

Her fingertips gently hooked onto the edge of the boy's sleeve, like a girl in her first love talking to the guy she liked for the first time. She didn't dare to use too much force, just held it with two fingers and pulled it lightly.

"Could you, just come with me for a moment?"

Lu Quba Yunzhai glanced at the teachers and instructors passing by. He was obviously not used to talking to people in public. He whispered:

"...I have something to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto's steps suddenly froze.

It seemed like he remembered something.

However, before he could open his mouth, he saw the executor in front of him, Nai Wu Gang, who looked like a consumptive, suddenly widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief:

"This, this kid!"

"So there really is a set?!"

"The last time I spoke to that little girl, I was just that close to being chopped to death by her."

Yan Yuanjinle pushed his glasses up and sneered, "With your dignity, you still dare to approach others? Anyone with eyes would definitely want to chop you down."

"what!"

"You want to fight, you little brat?"

"Are you afraid? I'll hit you!"

"When I dominated Beiliu Soul Street, you hadn't even changed your gender yet!"

"What a dog says!"

Before others could finish watching the fun on Fujimiya Makoto's side, fun started on the other side.

However, at this moment, Fujimiya Makoto no longer cared about these things.

Lu Quba Yunzhai dragged him to the shadowy corner and raised her head. The girl's eyes behind her glasses were filled with hope and suppressed desire:

"Fujimiya-kun...you've been resting for so many days. You should have made up for all the months of work you owed me, right?"

"Can you give it to me quickly? I, I've been holding it in for a long time."

"By the way, is it okay tonight?"

"I'll wait for you at the old place."

For a moment, the expression on Fujimiya Makoto's face became extremely complicated.

What Bayunzhai was talking about was naturally the serialization of novels - the old place was the newly built study.

However, he had been busy killing people in Rukongai Kukuku for the past few months and had completely forgotten about the update.

It's a life-or-death struggle, so why bother writing novels?

Now the situation is different.

If a loyal reader who is capable, has a good temper, and is still eagerly waiting for updates finds that the dead author has been slacking off for several months and the manuscript has not been moved at all - what will be his reaction?

Thinking of this, Fujimiya Makoto forced a smile on his face and said soothingly:

"A new chapter... Actually, I've been writing it while I was recovering from my injury. I'm almost done with it."

"But you also know that things like stuck are inevitable. Maybe... we have to wait another one, two, two, three, or four days, right?"

"so!"

"Next week! I will definitely give you the new manuscript next week."

"..."

"Ok?"

Lu Quba Yunzhai's eyebrows suddenly narrowed under his glasses, and his delicate and fair face seemed to be shrouded in shadow for an instant. His voice suddenly dropped in tone:

"Fujimiya-kun."

"We should have agreed, right?"

"It's three o'clock every day."

"Snapped."

Shikatori Bayunsai pushed Fujimiya Makoto against the wall with one hand. His glasses fell to his nose, revealing his beautiful eyes full of murderous intent. His upper body leaned forward slightly, and the extremely shameful garment slowly fell out of the pure white haori and hung down with gravity.

Staggering, so close.

Both parties can clearly feel each other's warm breath.

However, at this moment, Fujimiya Makoto no longer had the time to appreciate this beautiful scenery.

Miss Kadori said in a flat voice, "Fujimiya-kun, you should know the consequences of not keeping your promise, right?"

However, the more critical the situation is, the more you should not panic.

Fujimiya Makoto leaned his back against the wall, took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and a gentle smile appeared on his face:

"Bayunzhai, you must believe me!"

However, just when he was using all his life's skills to try to get away with it, he heard the broken sword with two pairs of small socks, one white and one pink, hanging from his waist suddenly speak again.

But this time, the one who spoke was not the shy, crazy and sickly little female ghost, but the big female ghost who had broken down his defenses with just one sentence.

The girl's voice was soft and rational, with her usual relaxed tone, as if she was a little confused.

[Eh? Is it really okay?]

[After all...there wasn't even a single true word in what Makoto said just now, right?]

[Unohana-san also mentioned before that Makoto-kun will be carrying out another mission next week and will definitely have to leave Motojijuku.]

[If Miss Bayunsai believes this, something terrible might happen.]

[Cheng, you should hurry up and start from the first chapter you owe.]

The female ghost kindly reminded.

However, these words were heard by the two people present at the same time.

For a moment, Fujimiya Makoto's eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat.

I [*Soul Society swear*]—

Lu Quba Yunzhai looked at him with a sinister look.

Those dead and empty eyes seemed to be staring at a talking corpse.

"..."

A strange silence continued to spread in the gap between the two people.

until.

Fujimiya Makoto held the girl's shoulders with both hands, crying:

"Bayunzhai!"

"There were so many people outside just now, I was wrong! I'm asking you to get off my seat!"

"Just give me a few more days!"

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

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

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

It’s about to be put on the shelves without me noticing, and it feels so sudden.

First of all, I would like to thank all the readers and editor Suanrong for their support, which allowed me to write until here. Thank you very much.

Originally, I didn't think too much about it when I started writing the book. I just wanted it to be a serious, solemn, hardcore, and contemporary prequel to Soul Society's Bleach.

But later on, as I was writing, I realized it wasn't very engaging. How about adding a little bit of fun into it, just a little bit would be fine. (Whew!)

So, now it has become a fun article.