In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Chapter 73: Too many to describe in words!

After nearly a day and a night of raiding, the entire 11th Group successfully captured the mountain range that stretched between the North District 30 and District 29, and directly opened up the next road.

However, it was already evening of the next day when the group crossed the mountains.

"Unohana-sensei, please try this."

“It should taste good.”

As Fujimiya Makoto spoke, he handed over two skewers of grilled fish.

"Ah."

Unohana was sitting under a tree in front of the campfire, quietly looking at the map and thinking about the next marching route.

He didn't say anything about the dinner sent by Fujimiya Makoto.

When the teacher has something to do, the disciples should do the work.

This is a truth that needs no emphasis in this day and age.

What's more, this is the little traitor who intends to attack his master.

However, after she took a sip, she looked up at Cheng in surprise.

Fujimiya Makoto smiled at her and continued to direct the other team members to take turns resting in fixed places.

Unohana then lowered her head, picked up the grilled fish, and took another bite.

Two rows of white jade teeth bit neat marks on the fish. The shiny fish skin was stained with a layer of red powder, which caused a slight tingling sensation on the tongue, as if it was gently pricked.

It accidentally hit her strike zone.

A god of death like Unohana, who has existed for thousands of years, has lost interest in most things in this world. Only knowledge and entertainment in specific fields can make her feel happy.

Unexpectedly, it was her disciple who discovered something.

"What kind of seasoning is this? Is it poison?"

Unohana turned her head and looked at Makoto with interest, and said with some concern: "It tastes like wasabi, but not as pungent as it is."

"It's Chili, Unohana-sensei."

Half of Fujimiya Makoto's face was illuminated by the nighttime bonfire, making his already delicate features even softer. "After I arrived, I asked Shudora about it. She happened to know where to buy it, so she gave me some."

"Shutala." Unohana understood immediately upon hearing the name, "She always likes to collect strange things."

"but."

Unohana Yachiru said casually, "Makoto has really made quite a few close friends."

"I have known Shudra for many years, and she has never given me a gift."

Fujimiya Makoto's body stiffened slightly as he sat by the tree. His past experiences reminded him that this sentence seemed to have many special interpretations.

However, since you're a teacher...

He turned his head and saw Unohana teacher reaching out to tuck up her long, jet-black hair at the temples, revealing half of her snow-white and soft face under the campfire. She was eating the herring, which had been cleaned, skewered, and grilled quite roughly, with elegant movements, giving people a subtle sense of contrast.

She seems like the greatest villain ever seen in history, but in fact she looks like a gentle and elegant woman.

Seeing her calm demeanor, Fujimiya Makoto knew that he was overthinking it this time.

Yes.

If someone like Unohana-sensei would get jealous, that would be weird.

"what happened?"

As if she noticed Fujimiya Makoto's gaze, Unohana asked in confusion.

Fujimiya Makoto smiled a little more relaxedly and said, "That must be because the teacher seems too difficult to approach, almost like an iceberg."

"Even though we're already one of us, when I accidentally meet the teacher's gaze, I always wonder if this woman is going to chop me again."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

really.

When he turned around, he saw Unohana-sensei looking at him with a smile.

That smile was so kind and loving.

"Cheng, you would think so."

Fujimiya Makoto's whole body tensed up, his expression serious, and he tried to argue loudly.

But he didn't realize at the first moment that his voice sounded almost synchronously with Xiao Podao's.

"No, but the facts soon proved that,"

I usually just stare at the drum.

"Unohana-sensei's gentleness and kindness are not fake,"

[Master's drum skin is really perky! And it's so round! It looks like it's about to bounce up when she walks!]

"My worries were totally unnecessary,"

[It must feel great! ]

"Daily teaching..."

[When I was in front of them, I didn't dare to look up, because I would definitely be discovered.]

【But that’s the teacher’s big water drop! 】

"The water droplets swaying diligently during training..."

[It's worth taking the risk to take a peek now and then! ]

"..."

Fujimiya Makoto had a deadpan face.

He had only finished explaining halfway when he was completely led astray. In the end, he had no choice but to listen to Xiao Podao's deadly nonsense with a stiff expression on his face.

——The reason why he didn't stop it was because he had used up all the 'shut up' times for today, and there were less than fifteen minutes left before the next day's times were updated.

By the time he stopped, coincidentally, Xiao Podao had almost finished speaking.

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto didn't dare to look up to observe Unohana's expression.

His toes tapped on the ground, and he was about to dig out the tomb of Qin Shi Huang.

You're done, you bastard!

Next time, sword Zen!

I must teach this brat a lesson until he's spitting yogurt everywhere--!

Just as he was thinking this in his heart and was about to explain something to his dear teacher, he suddenly found that Teacher Unohana had stood up at some point and was looking at the other side with a slightly frown.

"Makoto-kun."

"A guest has arrived, go and entertain him."

"Um!?"

In an instant, Fujimiya Makoto's eyes burst into astonishing light.

What does it mean to find a way out of a desperate situation?

Well come!

"Yes!!"

Almost at the moment the order was given, Fujimiya Makoto disappeared with a sudden sound.

Unohana Yachiru sat back under the tree and continued to eat the grilled fish silently, with a subtle and complicated expression on his gentle face.

Even though she knew that there were some minor issues with Makoto's Zanpakutō, hearing such words from the sword that represented her heart made her, as a teacher, feel a little embarrassed.

I can't really help him solve the problem myself, right?

"After the war..."

"Correct it again."

Unohana murmured this, gently biting off a piece of fish, the smile on her face still gentle and soft.

Of course, it is done with swords and pain.

"Hmm~"

“It would be better if the taste was a little stronger.”

......

Fujimiya Makoto's figure flickered among the dark forest.

The secret sentries deployed around him immediately followed him the moment they saw his figure, quickly forming a small team.

"Instructor Fujimiya! Over there!"

Before he could speak, a Yuanliu Death God following behind him shouted.

The sentry who was originally arranged at a farther distance fell silently in a pool of blood.

Several other people also died in the accident.

"alert!"

He warned loudly.

However, before he could finish his words, several figures suddenly emerged from the shadows.

When they appeared in front of him, Fujimiya Makoto realized that they were a secret mobile force whose entire bodies were hidden under heavy cloth and wearing masks.

The only difference is...

Fujimiya Makoto looked at their wrists.

What these people held in their hands were not shallow swords, but living knives that seemed to be clinging to flesh tendrils and limbs, wriggling and sticking to the opponent's arms.

On the handle of the knife, there is a golden sphere that looks like an eye.

Fujimiya Makoto could feel that the spiritual pressure in these people's bodies was being continuously input into this sword.

A noun immediately popped up in his mind.

Tapir Yao Knife.

That also appeared in the original TV series. It was a special weapon created by the royal craftsmen of the Kasumigaoji family. It can absorb the spiritual pressure of the gods of death and transform it into power.

Probably like the Asaemon family he had dealt with before, it was the product of countless years of research.

"careful!"

Fujimiya Makoto looked cautious.

If he remembered correctly, this was a powerful weapon that could allow a small fry to display the strength of an officer or even a deputy captain.

However, the people opposite him all looked at him.

The leader said in a low voice with an extremely serious expression:

"Target number sixteen, Fujimiya Makoto!"

"Crimes—killing nobles, dismembering the dead, assembling living human centipedes, female dry seals for nobles of both sexes, dogs, and hollows, slaughtering entire clans at will! Even capturing the head of the Shiba family, mobilizing for rebellion, and subduing the head of the Shihoin family!"

"His crimes...are too numerous to list!"

However, after he finished speaking this series of charges, a strong low pressure suddenly surrounded his companions, and they looked at him in confusion.

The meaning is obvious.

What kind of target did you pick? Is this even possible?

Even the leader's expression beneath his mask became extremely difficult.

Damn it! How can you be such a bad person?

Finally, he still withstood the pressure and made a loud decision: