People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

“Protect?”

“I?”

Fujimiya Makoto looked at Shikatori Hatsuunsai in front of him, with a slightly surprised expression on his face, as if he was confused by what she said. Although

Fujimiya Makoto did not deny that the first generation Gotei Thirteenth Team Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, The ‘captains’ who have survived from the old man Shan to the present, each has his or her own unique skills.

However, after experiencing countless life-and-death battles, Makoto Fujimiya, who was as young as a fledgling in the past, also He has long been honed in the constant threshold of life and death, and has honed his own domineering ideas and courage.——【The level of will of”Wall of Sighs” has long been fixed at an extremely high range.

To put it bluntly, the moment Fujimiya Makoto pulled out the sword, he had the consciousness of being killed by others.

Whether it’s a battle with Kyon, a battle with the Seireitei nobles, or a sparring session with Unohana-sensei.

Fujimiya Makoto has never been perfunctory at all.

How could a person like him accept ‘protection’ from others?

“Captain Shikatori means, are you better than me?”

Fujimiya Makoto asked very seriously, without any hint of yin and yang, and his eyes and eyes were quite pure and sincere.

This is also a ‘side effect’ of ‘will’ reaching a certain level.

However ,……

It is this kind of gaze that is tempting enough.

Shikatori Baunsai looked at him, a ray of light flashed on the surface of the thick lenses, and his clear and simple eyes like a student narrowed unconsciously, like ripples, and his eyes were like silk.

Even the corners of the girl’s mouth unconsciously formed a suspicious arc.

The eyes that looked at Fujimiya Makoto were filled with unstoppable ‘malice’ and ‘possessiveness’.

However, under the trembling corners of Shikatori Baunsai’s lips, the sound he made was as soft and warm as ever, as if all the body’s reactions were gone.

“…Isn’t that natural?”

Almost the moment her voice fell, a burst of spiritual pressure burst out from the two people’s bodies. The synchronized spherical outlines clearly distinguished the spiritual energy permeating the atmosphere from the heavy power of the two. Opening, a large area of dense light spots appeared like a gravity imbalance.

The ground located in the center of the two people’s spiritual pressure clash was instantly hit, and in an instant, it turned into powder under the violent collision of the two people’s spiritual pressure, along with the hard The stones were also broken into fine powder, and dust was constantly flying in the air.

Cracks as fine as spider webs quickly spread in all directions along the feet of the two people, and the large pieces were blown by the sound of wind wrapped in spiritual pressure. The middle quilt was lifted up, making bursts of crashing noises, like a heavy rain made of earth and stone.

The ordinary Shinigami who were slightly closer to the Seireitei were immediately affected by the disaster out of thin air, and those who were slightly closer were directly enveloped by the huge spiritual pressure. He fell to the ground, as if his whole body was surrounded by dozens of times the gravity. His whole body, from muscles to bones, to organs, were all pulled by unimaginable force, and he knelt down to the ground with difficulty.

But standing a little further away, another Or the more powerful junior officers, all looked at the scene that happened deep in the Seireitei with lingering fear.

Fear and respect coexisted in everyone’s eyes, and even overlapped.

For the God of Death, The quantity and quality of spiritual pressure itself is the purest and simplest form of ‘violence’.

It’s just that……

“The person over there is Vice Captain Fujimiya, right?”

“Hello! Fool! The notice was just posted. It should be the fifth seat of Fujinomiya now.”

“What’s the difference between that kind of thing?……”

“The terrifying movement just now was actually Fujimiya-sama and Captain Shikatori!”

“Is it possible that Fujinomiya also has the strength of ‘captain level’?”

“Show me some respect, idiot!”

The Shinigami chiefs in the distance carefully lowered their voices. Even those guys who knew Fujimiya Makoto from Yuanzi private school subconsciously added the title of ‘sir’ after Fujimiya’s last name..The fact that Fujimiya Makoto inflicted a wound on Unohana Yachiru’s body is still only a top-level secret. Most people are not aware of the news related to it, and naturally many people have no idea. Infer his strength.

However, after they truly felt this level of spiritual pressure at this moment, they had clearly realized it in their hearts.

This is…violence gap

“Hey, hey!”

“Don’t block the road, make way for me!”

Fujimiya Makoto and Shikatori Hatsuunsai were confronting each other here, when they suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind the crowd.

Both of them turned their eyes away.

Then, Saito, who was carrying a knife, kicked him away. The guy in front of him casually walked to the edge of the venue where the two were confronting and took a look.

“snort.”

The girl snorted softly.

It seemed that she was sure that the idiot Fujimiya Makoto was not bullied by that bad woman, so she turned around and left like no one else.

It was as if this trip was just for a look, without any other purpose. It’s just that , before she could speak, she heard the small broken knife in Fujinomiya Makoto’s waist suddenly speak. His voice was still childish, and he continued to ask loudly without caring. The voice rang in the ears of the two women almost at the same time.

【Ba Yunzhai! Ba Yunzhai!】

【What price did you just say you wanted from Fujinomiya?】

【It’s very tiring for me to use my ability once!】

【Now, you don’t want Fujimiya to be beaten to the punch by that cute idiot lady Saito, right?】

【If you want to lock him in your basement, I can help! ]

Almost as soon as the voice fell, the expressions of the three people in the center of the crowd changed slightly.

Saito Immortal and Shikatori Unsai turned to look at Fujimiya Makoto at the same time.

Fujimiya Makoto’s eyes widened, he held the scabbard tightly in his hand, looking speechless, and his face turned almost purple.

Are you a little broken knife that eats everything inside and out?!

If I don’t make you a wife tonight, you swear you won’t be a knife!

Miss Ba Yunzhai looked at him, her originally morbid smile faded with amusement, pretending to want to discuss it, she quietly approached the young man and whispered:

“Really? Chengjun.”

The warm wind blew the tips of the earlobes, which was more gentle than caressing.

However, just this action instantly angered Miss Saito who was standing aside just now, and she was so angry that she shouted loudly:

“Sincerity——！！”

The next moment, before Fujimiya Makoto could react, Saito suddenly rushed to his side.

Fujinomiya Makoto subconsciously wanted to make a defensive posture, but then he felt as if the scabbard in his hand was suddenly pulled, and his hand suddenly became lighter.

He couldn’t help but be stunned.

Ms. Saito grabbed two pairs of footbags and ran away on the spot.

The foot bag is no longer for you to use!!

“Eh?”

“Saito! Saito?!”

Fujimiya Makoto looked at Saito Immortal running far away with a confused look on his face, and then turned to look at Shikatori Hatsuunsai who was covering his mouth and snickering with a confused expression on his face. It shocked me..I thought you were going to steal my little broken knife!

But……

Why take the foot bag back?

Fujimiya Makoto was puzzled……

On the other side, Saito held two pairs of footbags tightly in his hands, lowered his head and jumped into the courtyard of his house along the way.

“Saito-sama?”

Miss Akiko, who was usually responsible for serving her, saw her figure and called out from a distance.

Saito suddenly raised his voice:”Get out! No one is allowed in!”

The moment she broke into the room, Miss Akiko seemed to see Master Saito’s profile.

When she heard the familiar domineering voice, she was startled subconsciously.

But soon, she agreed immediately.

“yes.”

However, when she opened her mouth to answer, Saito Immortal had already rushed into her room.

“Snap, snap.”

Saito flew a pair of straw sandals into the yard with his feet, threw the footbag aside, and his whole petite body fell on the tatami. He stared at the ceiling with one eye, not knowing what he was thinking, or not thinking about anything at all.

If anyone saw her nearby, they would probably be shocked.

For some reason, Saito’s cheeks were turning a large area of red, and he looked a little dizzy, with his skin feeling hot.

Originally She thought her emotions had calmed down.

However, when she got close to that idiot Cheng, she suddenly realized……

There is no recovery at all!

“Too strange!”

“This kind of thing is too strange! Saito was lying on the ground forever, but his mind could not stop thinking about what that stupid woman Unohana said when she described Fujimiya Makoto’s first explanation.

However, the focus of her memory was not ‘ equal parts spiritual pressure’、‘A fair duel’ on these key elements.

Rather……

“All naked and white! Wearing a rope! Silver fake accent!”

“Not only the body, but also the feet were tied into strange shapes!”

“And, different postures……”

Because Unohana Yachiru’s narration in the first team building was so detailed that even a fool like Saito could write down a lot of it in one breath.

Just a simple description easily sketched out an extremely incredible picture in the brain of the passionate girl.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Saito’s immortal cheeks were getting redder and redder, and he was almost bleeding from shame. He held the two pairs of foot bags in his hands and kept rubbing his forehead on the tatami, as if he wanted to use this method to remove his head. Get rid of all those strange impressions in your mind

“Why didn’t anyone tell me this at all?”

“Cheng, Cheng took away Lao Shen’s socks to do that kind of thing?!”

As soon as she thinks of that scene, she subconsciously puts her face into the picture she just imagined in her head, and her feet are still covered with her own little footbags. Miss Saito suddenly feels like dying. She always calls herself The ‘old’ girl is unexpectedly very innocent.

But thanks to Unohana’s explanation this time, Miss Saito, who is always half-informed……

Finally enlightened!

No wonder everyone looked at Cheng with such strange expressions when they first saw him holding socks.

However, just as the girl was thinking to herself, she suddenly seemed to remember something and suddenly picked up the foot bag in her hand.

Like facing a powerful enemy.

Saito first carefully placed the foot bag on the tatami, then picked it up with his fingers, opened it, and observed it carefully.

Judging from the clean appearance, it must have been carefully cleaned. The fabric is clean and soft, and there are no strange marks.

If you get a little closer, there is no strange smell.

This information was completely inconsistent with the ‘strange hobbies’ that I had gone to great lengths to find out from my subordinates in the team.

Saito was thinking about immortality, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his eyebrows subconsciously raised.

“Um?”……

On the other side, after the meeting.

Old Man Shan didn’t take the matter between Unohana and Fujimiya Makoto seriously.

In other words, the punishment given to the two of them was not painful at all, just to polish their temperament a little.

Compared to this trivial matter, the news about the Spirit King’s son was actually more worthy of his attention. only……

“If he was the son of the Spirit King, how could he be born in this world?”

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni said softly, his eyes still browsing the historical details of the Kuchiki family biography at hand.

However, from beginning to end, he has never seen anything similar to this one.

Compared to the so-called The son of the Spirit King, there are countless ‘rebels’ like him, which is not unusual at all. With such deep thought in his heart, he turned his head towards Quebu beside him:

“Chojiro, get the Soul King scroll”

“yes.”

When the bird appeared again, there was already a seemingly small scroll in his hand.

However, when Yamamoto stretched out his hand and pulled it open, the page he pulled out was wide and long.

He wrote on the page with a pen After a few words, he waited for the ink to dry, then nodded slightly and closed it again.

After reporting the incident to his superiors, Old Man Shan gave the remaining instructions:”Qie Department, the Ghost Daoists will bridge the space cracks.” After that, don’t let them stop, and order them to start building corresponding underground shelters in various places in Seireitei as soon as possible – the underground of Mao Spiritual Arts Academy is the key point, so don’t be careless.”

Chief Minister Jiro was startled when he heard this, and subconsciously frowned:”Master Genryusai, the current situation in this world is……Is the crisis already so critical?”

Yamamoto shook his head calmly:”I don’t know either.”

“only……”

“Since it’s related to the Spirit King, it’s best to be careful.”

The expression on Quebu’s face suddenly became serious.

It seems that Master Yuanliuzhai is not sure either? In the past, Quebu thought that Master Yuanliuzhai was already at the pinnacle of this world.

But in recent years, for some unknown reason, there are always some strong people. The illusion that it is gradually worthless makes people feel faintly depressed.

At this time, even a mentally strong person like Takube will inevitably be a little envious of Fujimiya Makoto’s talent.

‘If I had Cheng’s strength and talent……’

Just thinking about the end, I couldn’t help but sigh.

Yamamoto caught a glimpse of Takube’s expression from the corner of his eye, but instead of enlightening him like before, he watched quietly.

Many hurdles in this world can only be overcome by oneself……

“Oh-yeah——”

Ichibei, the commander of the army, was half-lying on his seat in the main hall of the palace, and seemed to sigh lazily.

“There are really a lot of things that happened in these hundreds of years.”

He stretched out his hand and waved forward, and a copy of the same Spirit King Scroll flew into his hand.

Just after reading the first line of handwriting, the tired pupils of the fat monk suddenly disappeared, and his eyes turned into pure white.

When he got it , When he put down the Spirit King Scroll, I heard him exhale a low breath and murmur softly:

“‘The wedge’ lasted for millions of years”

“It’s really time to pay attention to maintenance and updates.”

“Yohabach…?”