After joining the Sixth Division, I started swaying

It's just that, sometimes, things often backfire. Just as Lan Ran was about to ask to stay, the shooting range over there spoke first.

"Teacher Nagasawa, I don't have your Ghost Dao class today."

Good guy.

After hearing the words of the shooting field, Nagasawa turned half of her body, and suddenly froze in place.

If you continue to forcibly leave at this time, it will appear too deliberate.

It's almost like "I don't want to be near you" written on my face.

Immediately, Masa Nagasawa slapped her forehead and pretended to be confused with Marlon Brando's peak acting skills.

"Oops! I took a nap and when I woke up, I subconsciously thought I had classes in the afternoon. I'm so sorry, Vice Captain Aizen."

Hearing this, although she was a little suspicious of Nagasawa Ya's weird behavior, Aizen still just said softly with a smile.

"The last time we said goodbye, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"It just so happens that I came to Mao today mainly to give a class as a special calligraphy lecturer. Since Nagasawa Sanshi is free this afternoon, if you don't mind, I would like to invite you to give a lecture together."

"I think you, as the captain of the chief disciple, must have unique insights into calligraphy, right?"

Facing Aizen's invitation, Nagasawa had a polite smile on her face, but she was already scolding in her heart.

I'm so old, I'm really afraid of what will happen.

Why did you suddenly get entangled by Aizen?

...... cut......

PS. After coding, Guangspeed Run went to sleep!

Chapter 1 and Three of the Same Kind

I have to admit that Aizen is really popular in Mao.

Even at this time, he did not have the blessing of the captain's halo, the moment he stood on the podium, the students of all grades who came to listen to the class crowded the huge classroom to the brim.

Even before Masa Nagasawa took this class, he didn't know that so many of Mao's female students liked calligraphy?

Oh, superficial!

It's just that what Nagasawa probably doesn't know is that if half of the people in this class came to see the demeanor of the vice-captain Aizen.

The other half came for him, the third seat of the sixth team.

Although Aizen, the vice-captain, has a respected status, he is only a special lecturer after all, and he doesn't often appear in Mao.

And his three seats are different.

Although he, as the ghost teacher of the special class, is only responsible for the teaching of the first-year special class, but he is Mao's resident teacher.

A third chair came to Mao to teach, and the sensation it caused was like an authoritative academician in the field going to 985 and 211 as an ordinary teacher.

Even if he is not a student in his class, listening to the class and occasionally asking academic questions can benefit these students who are determined to become God of Death.

The last time there was a similar sensation was when Kamikawa Momanosuke, who was originally the fifth seat of the third team, came to Mao to teach.

Not to mention that Nagasawa's appearance is no worse than Aizen's.

Feeling the scorching gaze coming from behind, Nagasawa Masakwon regarded Aizen as a superficial kid who respected Aizen, and after declining Aizen's invitation to give lectures together, he lowered his head and pretended to be an ostrich.

I really don’t blame him for being cowardly.

He was really worried that Aizen was talking, and suddenly he pulled out his Zanpakutō, and said to Mao, the flowers in the soul world, "My mirror flower, water moon, is a flowing water system Zanpakuto".

Then he snapped, and he was hit.

Although he has realized the truth of "you can lie down, but you can't really cook", but let the current Nagasawa Masa confront Aizen head-on, and even expose her true face...

Sorry, I don’t have the ability yet.

Fortunately, before Lan Ran's jumping wolf, all his behaviors were logical, and he would not explain the beginning of Zanpakuto in the calligraphy class for no reason.

After all, Shijie is still too high-end for Mao's students.

Even after graduating, entering the Goutei Thirteenth Team and becoming the official Shinigami, there are still many team members who cannot understand their own Zanpakuto.

In this way, Nagasawa survived the calligraphy class almost without any danger.

However, just when he was about to take advantage of the students to surround Aizen and slip away with the large army, he found tragically that he was also blocked by the students...

"Mr. Nagasawa! There are still some things I don't understand about Chi Cannon's abandonment chant, can you explain it for me!?"

"Mr. Nagasawa! I heard that you taught your improved Ghost Dao to the students in the first class and the first class. Isn't that too partial? Have you considered holding an open class for the whole school?"

"Mr. Nagasawa! I heard that Mr. Sarutobi, the homeroom teacher of Class [-], has requested a joint simulation training with the school. Our third-year students also want to participate with our juniors!!"

"Mr. Nagasawa! Teacher Nagasawa! I am Uzumaki Zero Two from Class [-] of the [-]th students. I want to be relegated to your [-]st Class of [-]st students. Do you think it's okay!?"

"Eh? Why are you all asking questions? That... What is your constellation, Mr. Nagasawa?"

Crazy, crazy, Nagasawa felt that these students were crazy.

He dared to swear that when he was studying, he would never pester the teacher like this after class!

Times are turning bad!

And most importantly, this class is not his class either!

Finally, after satisfying the last student's question, Masa Nagasawa let out a long breath, feeling as if she had been hollowed out.

It's just that he just sat down to rest for a while.

Aizan over there, like a friend who went to the beach to play together in midsummer that year, sat down beside him and handed him a cup of steaming hot tea as if by magic, with a tone of voice Said softly with a little emotion.

"It's very enthusiastic, these children."

Hearing the sound coming from her ears, Nagasawa couldn't help but gasp in her heart.

Hiss...why hasn't this guy left yet?

Speechlessly glanced at Aizen next to her, Nagasawa wished she could have the power of the Crimson King and skip this embarrassing scene.

In the end, everything could only be turned into a sigh in the heart, and Nagasawa Ya, who took the teacup silently, even used her acting skills to prevent the other party from seeing the abnormality.

I saw Nagasawa holding the teacup in both hands, staring at the front with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice that seemed simple, but carefully thought out, but full of philosophy.

"It's all about working hard on the road to realizing your dreams."

Hearing this, the expression in Aizen's eyes could not help but stagnate slightly, but after only a short moment, he regained his clarity.

I saw him asking in a tone of interest, like a conversation between friends with a smile.

"So, Nagasawa Sanshi, what is your dream?"

Listening to Wang Feng's teacher's speech, a tear-jerking experience almost didn't come out of Nagasawa's mouth.

In the end, it was the only rationality left in Nagasawa's mind that suppressed his character of being a fun person.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head, as if he was looking at something, and as if he had transcended space and time, with an extremely indifferent, yet slightly desolate expression. replied in a tone of voice.

"Dream?"

"I just want to be an ordinary god of death, and then live a comfortable life with a group of like-minded friends."

Some people say that the highest level of lying is that every word you say is the truth, but when combined, it turns out to be a huge lie.

For example, in the knockout stage of the World Cup, the national football team has never lost.

For another example, during the previous World Cup group matches, there are only three national teams that have defeated the national football team in the world. Even if they are as strong as Brazil, they have only defeated the national football team once.

However, Nagasawa is different. Every sentence he said just now is not only true, but also not deliberately combined.

Because every word he said was true.

Don't underestimate the heart of a salted fish longing for a peaceful life!

However, when his words fell into Lan Ran's ears, it looked different.

Aizen is a person with a deep city, but also the best at disguising and hiding his true thoughts.

He is not one to be easily swayed by a few words.

Whether a person is lying in front of him, or deliberately disguising himself, he can tell at a glance.

However, what surprised him, and was even a little dazed, was that what Nagasawa just said came from the bottom of his heart.

And most importantly, he felt that every word Nagasawa said seemed to hit the softness hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

It would be fine if it was just an ordinary god of death who said such useless words, but it was Masa Nagasawa who he had been paying attention to recently who said those words.

For a moment, even this one of the most powerful big bosses in the history of anime responded softly, a little dazed.

"Is this...?"

...... cut......

PS. The surge in new additions during the Spring Festival gave me the illusion of "I'm doing it again". As a result, just two days after the start of work, the new additions plummeted across the board.

Wow wow wow, it’s really too miserable. I hope Gou can come back to life during the second season of Thousand Years Blood War in July.

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Chapter 1 Nagasawa Ya + Jingle Chunshui = Yamamoto's Double Pain

The magnificent morning sun is rising slowly, and the colorful clouds are floating in the sky like strands of golden threads. The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, like countless giant dragons spewing golden waterfalls.

It was already the morning of the second day since Aizen came to Mao to give lectures, and Seireitei was still as peaceful and peaceful as ever.

Unlike in the past, today's Masa Nagasawa did not lie in bed in Mao's teacher's dormitory as in the past, but came to the core center of Seireitei, the first team's team building.

Yes, today is the day when Nagasawa attends class again, but this time, his identity has changed from a teacher to a student.

Still no one dared to stop her, Nagasawa came to the training ground swaggeringly.

It's just that he was keenly aware of the abnormality as soon as he arrived outside the training ground.

I saw three pairs of weather-beaten straw sandals on the ground outside the training ground.

On weekdays, there are only two pairs of straw sandals, Yamamoto and Sparrow Minister Jiro.

It seemed that he was not the only one who came to class today, or to visit Yamamoto.

Seeing this, Nagasawa didn't treat herself as an outsider, she just kicked the shoes under her feet casually, symbolically knocked on the shoji door in front of her that was not much thicker than the white paper, and without waiting for Yamamoto inside to reply, she He pushed open the door carelessly, with an eager smile on his face.

"Ah, I just reported to Maou last week, and I really have no time to get away. I haven't seen you in two weeks, Mr. Yama...cough cough...do you really miss my teacher, Mr. Yamamoto? ...."

Because of the reason to report to Mao, last week, Nagasawa Masa deliberately asked for leave with Yamamoto and Yeichi, and postponed a week of special lectures.

To be honest, although these two teachers are very strict, but I haven't seen each other for two weeks, and I don't know if it's due to draws. Nagasawa really misses them very much.

However, before he finished speaking, a black shadow as fast as lightning hit the bridge of the nose.

Nagasawa Ya, who has no experience card blessing and doesn't use Reiatsu often, is still a weak chicken in essence, how can she escape this sudden sneak attack.

Immediately, he was hit with a nosebleed.

Nagasawa, who raised her head and rubbed her nose to keep the nosebleed from bleeding, was furious on the spot, "Hey, old man Shan, what are you doing!? I, Ya, are not so easy to bully..."

But before he finished speaking, Yamamoto over there interrupted his complaint again.

"You have the nerve to say it!? It's just two weeks since we saw each other, so you've let your guard down so much!?"

"It seems that the old man is really too indulgent to your brothers!"

Yamamoto's words made Nagasawa Ya's expression slightly taken aback.

Um?Fellow?

He covered his nose and subconsciously looked in Yamamoto's direction.

I saw that the old man was staring at a pair of bull's eyes with anger on his face, staring at him with a nosebleed, which made him a little guilty.

Behind the old man stood Jiro Sparrow, who stood upright, like an English butler.

It's just that, on weekdays, Sparrow Minister Jiro has been watching his nose, nose and mouth, and mouth and heart, but today his gaze has been wandering around him and another person.

Following the eyes of Sparrow Minister Jiro, he saw that beside the old man, there was already kneeling a man wearing a bamboo hat, a flirty pink bed sheet, and two windmill hairpins on his head.

"Yo, little junior brother is here."

Jingle Shunsui, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't seem to pay attention to Yamamoto at all, and greeted Nagasawa Ya cheerfully.