In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"Then quickly pick up the remains of that strange woman for me!"

"We need to do some tests after we get back!"

"Ah? Me?" Fujimiya Makoto was stunned.

Miss Senjumaru glanced at him, and seemed to have thought of what Xiao Podao had just said. She couldn't help but reveal a very subtle look, and her bony hand suddenly rested on her wide lapel, making a gesture of slowly pulling it down.

He leaned forward, lowered his voice and chuckled softly:

"You can watch it, but there's a price to pay."

Fujimiya Makoto immediately gave in: "No, no, thank you very much."

Apart from anything else, her needlework skills alone are enough to sew her eyelids shut in the blink of an eye.

What's more, who doesn't know about the flat airport in Senjumaru?

Tsk.

Seeing that this always perverted guy didn't take the bait, Senjumaru immediately showed a regretful expression.

It’s a pity that I couldn’t make any money.

——Today, Fujimiya Makoto said that I was a sarcastic, cold, and tomboyish woman who didn't have the characteristics of a second woman. He would never marry me.

Remember the grudge first.

If you get the chance, use your bony hands to grab his vitals.

Miss Senjumaru thought silently.

......

When they returned to Yuanzi Academy, the three of them first informed the old man on the mountain about the whole story of the incident, and also explained the connection between Soul Society and the real world, as well as the subsequent responses.

Also brought back at the same time was the unfortunate Tsunayashiro Shinigami.

"I see."

Yuan Liuzhai nodded slightly, but did not seem to care about the few forces in the world.

In other words, Yuan Liu had already suffered some injuries after the previous battle, and his basic combat power had been greatly lost. He currently had no spare energy to continue deploying troops to the present world.

In this case, the best outcome would be to maintain a temporary standoff, as Fujimiya Makoto did.

Thinking of this, the old man turned to look at Fujimiya and nodded slightly:

"Well done this time."

"Leave the rest to others."

Fujimiya Makoto half-knelt in front of the gym and bowed his head slightly:

"Yes!"

"However, Master Genryūsai," he added, as if reflecting on something, "Based on the events of the fight, if the 'Your Majesty' these people are calling truly possesses the strength they claim, then this is probably not a trivial problem that can be solved by a few ordinary teachers."

Fujimiya Makoto's words sounded a little unclear, but Yamamoto still looked at him with some surprise.

But in the end, nothing was said.

The old man in the mountain just nodded thoughtfully.

The next thing to do, of course, is to interrogate them for intelligence and analyze the physical data of these people who claim to be messengers of the Empire of Light.

Fujimiya Makoto knew it very well.

Although Yhwach was born more than two hundred years ago, he claims to be the ancestor of the Quincy.

However, for the entire Three Realms, the [Quincy] is undoubtedly a new thing and has never been heard of before.

On the contrary, the [Fullbringer], who gained special abilities through the power of Hollow, has been active for many years. In terms of strength alone, it seems that he is not inferior to ordinary Shinigami. However, the probability of his appearance is extremely small and he is rarely seen - but the gap between him and Yhwach is bizarrely large.

Therefore, if they didn't say anything, they would be doomed if Old Man Shan really treated them as more powerful Fullbringers.

Unfortunately, he had no way of explaining the source of the information and could only offer suggestions based on his so-called 'personal experience'.

But it's just a suggestion.

Still too weak.

Just as he was thinking this in his heart, he walked out of the gym quickly and saw Unohana Yachiru standing by the stone path in the front yard, reaching out and stroking the edge of the bamboo leaves on the roadside.

It's quite sharp.

Makoto Fujimiya looked at the smile on Unohana's face and could almost imagine what this woman was thinking.

Unohana Yachiru seems to be interested in all aggressive existences in the world.

"Unohana-sensei?"

Seeing her standing on the side of the road, Fujimiya Makoto probably guessed that she was waiting for him again, so he quickly followed her and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it looks like you're recovering well."

Unohana Yachiru only took a glance and seemed to be able to see through his body structure. The gentle smile on his face and the extremely aggressive eyebrows formed a very stunning contrast.

"I originally wanted to go check on you after you woke up, but then I decided it would be better to let you relax first."

Unohana-sensei seemed to be in a particularly good mood today and asked, "I heard from Saito that kid that you seemed to have unleashed your Shikai during the battle with that Vastod?"

"What kind of thing?"

Hearing the word "Shikai", Fujimiya Makoto's face suddenly turned dull.

For a moment, he didn't know how to explain it: "Actually, it's not really a Shikai, it's just a small part of the power that was released."

"A small portion of power...?"

Unohana repeated his words, looked at him with some surprise, and suddenly revealed an even more thrilling smile.

"Just this level is enough to repel a Vastold."

"Sincerity."

"You'll grow up to be a remarkable man."

When Fujimiya Makoto thought about his own scripts, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. "You're really too kind."

"Actually, it's not that great... It can only be considered a trick, right?"

As they were talking, the childish voice of Xiao Podao, who seemed to be pouting and with an expression of dissatisfaction on his face, suddenly rang in their heads.

【Who said it was a trick! 】

[Fujimiya Fujimiya clearly defeated that centaur girl head-on in the arena! ]

[That guy was using a longer weapon, but he was no match for Fujimiya Fujimiya and was beaten to a pulp!]

[And at the end, you're just a little bit away from pinning her to the ground and thrusting in and out fiercely...]

"Shut up!"

Fujimiya Makoto broke out in a cold sweat and quickly turned to look at his dear teacher.

Then, the smile on Unohana's face became more playful and interested.

"Mr. Unohana, please listen to my explanation!" Fujimiya Makoto stretched out his hand.

Unohana Yachiru had already turned around and was walking in front to lead the way.

Seeing Fujimiya Makoto still standing there, Unohana-sensei turned her head and said with a smile: "No matter what, we should let Makoto-kun get used to the Zanpakuto as soon as possible."

"I heard that Saito kid say that."

"Makoto-kun requires a very special 'Sword Zen Ritual', right?"

"Let's go."

Makoto Fujimiya stood behind her, looking at Unohana's gentle smile that was a bit kind and sunny.

Even though he knew in his heart that this woman was absolutely eager to fight him to the death, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

Unohana-sensei's knee pillow and whatnot...

Not so good?

While he was still thinking this, his feet had already taken big strides to catch up.

......

Chapter 66: Part One (Part 1)

In the small courtyard, under the tree.

Unohana Yachiru was wearing a simple yukata today, with a green robe on the outside. Her long black hair was cascading behind her head like a waterfall, and she looked elegant and simple.

With her slightly drooped eyelids, she exudes an indescribable ethereal aura.

At this time, she was seen sitting on the ground with a linen blanket under her knees and two cups of tea placed beside her, with a thin wisp of hot steam floating in the air.

Unohana lowered her head, her expression unexpectedly gentle.

'The sky is actually round.'

Makoto Fujimiya lay on Unohana's soft thighs, looking up at the clear sky above his head which was half covered by shadows, and sighed in his heart.

Is this the weight of the human heart?

In fact, when Fujimiya Makoto first heard that Unohana teacher wanted to help him with swordsmanship, he was very reluctant.

It's not that the teacher's thighs are not soft enough, nor is it that he doesn't want to try communicating with his Zanpakuto again. It's simply because the teacher's temper is too difficult to grasp.

If I am not careful, I might end up losing my life.

To this day, Fujimiya Makoto has never forgotten the scene of his first fight with Unohana Sensei.

But unexpectedly, she came to my door on her own today.

and......

Fujimiya Makoto adjusted the back of his head slightly so that the top of his head rested on the teacher's flat and soft belly, and a comfortable low moan unconsciously came out of his nose.

Is this the teacher’s care?

It's so warm.

Who can stand this?

As for the small broken knife he placed under his neck, there is no need to say more. He hasn't said a single word since then.

Just as he was carefully feeling the bliss of the world, Fujimiya Makoto felt a slightly cold little hand gently touching his cheek. The slender fingers were soft and smooth, pressing on the side of his face, as if they had no weight at all.

Unohana-sensei's gentle voice sounded from above:

"Haven't you entered the Dao Zen yet?"

"Makoto-kun."

With just this one sound, there was clearly no threat in the voice at all, but Fujimiya Makoto felt that the fingertips brushing against his cheek were as sharp as a knife, as if they were going to cut his skin.

Until finally, her fingertips rested quietly on his neck.

For a moment, the hairs on my back stood up.

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly woke up.

This is Unohana Yachiryu.

The greatest villain ever to be seen in history.

The people he has killed are more than the rice he has eaten.

"Makoto-kun?"

Unohana Yachiru's gentle face still had that calm and elegant expression, but there was no emotion in her eyes.