People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

“Why is it so slow?”

Saito Immortal was squatting on the roadside, looking carefree.

When he saw Fujimiya Makoto going out, he stood up from the ground without a care in the world.

“Was it because the conversation with the head of the Kuchiki family was delayed?”

Shikatori Baunsai stood aside very considerately, still smiling gently as usual.

“Or is Chengjun still hurting from his injuries?”

As he spoke, Ba Yunzhai already looked concerned and wanted to come forward and inspect Fujinomiya Makoto’s body.

“Hello! etc! Saito subconsciously widened his one eye, and stopped in front of this guy with a very sensitive expression,”What’s there to see? It’s just a loss of strength!””

As she spoke, she held up Fujimiya Makoto’s arm, completely contrary to what she said, and made a”go, go” look towards Shikatori like she was chasing away a puppy on the roadside.

“Eh? Really?”

Looking at her nervous posture, Shikatori Baunsai became more and more interested.

Sure enough, it is more interesting to take away what others want!

Shikatori Baunsai looked at Saito’s immortality, and Mr. Zhang A suspicious blush slowly appeared on her cheeks with an innocent smile.

What a wicked woman.

Just looking at her appearance, Fujimiya Makoto knew that the bad water in this woman’s stomach was about to overflow again. , subconsciously led Saito to his side.

It’s too much.

Just stare at our Saito and bully him alone.

Let’s see if I can catch you next time.

“What is not true…Cheng, why are you dragging me?” Saito first glanced in the direction of Cheng with confusion.

However, the girl’s little head turned around, and her eyes immediately fixed.

An evil smile slowly appeared on her beautiful cheek.

Only a slender smile appeared. The slender figure stood at the door of the Spiritual Care Bureau, watching the scene happening in front of him quietly.

“Cheng-kun, you are so popular.”

Almost the moment the voice came out, Fujimiya Makoto’s whole body froze in place.

Unohana Yachiru stood quietly at the door, with a gentle smile like a loving mother on her soft-featured face. Look at him so softly

“Hello! Eight thousand streams! Saito

Immortal jumped out immediately and shouted loudly without caring about the occasion:”It’s been a long time!””

“My sword has been missing the taste of your blood!”

However, Unohana Yachiru seemed to completely ignore her existence, smiling gently and slowly walking towards the direction of Makoto Fujimiya.

When passing by Saito, he even rubbed her gently as if teasing a child. her long hair as comfort

“Um?”

Saito turned his head with a confused expression.

Unohana Yachiru slowly stood in front of Fujimiya Makoto. His smile was still gentle and pleasant, but his soft face seemed to be suddenly covered with a dark shadow. , even the depths of his slightly narrowed eyes were filled with traces of cold murderous intent.

“Sincerity”

“You must have not forgotten the ‘promise’ between us, right?”

“Of course.”

Just kidding, Fujimiya Makoto turns a deaf ear to someone else’s words, and he doesn’t dare to take his dear teacher’s words seriously!

If he dares to return to Soul Society without training Hajime, then his dear teacher Unohana But she really knows how to cut people! She will also treat you after cutting.

Moreover, now she is still a second-hand doctor (not popular), and she can sew the stomach and spleen together by accident.

Just ask you to put it Don’t worry.

Makoto Fujimiya said, with obvious embarrassment on his face:”However, because of the previous battle, my current physical condition is not very good.”

“In addition, the teacher is…？”

However, Uzhihua Baqianliu just smiled softly, and the shadows and hard ice just now melted away like snow in the spring light. His delicate white hands gently stroked the young man’s head, and spoke softly:

“I happened to see Cheng’s name on the injured list, so I came with him on the way.”

“I haven’t seen you for a while, and the teacher misses you a little.”

Unohana Yachiru’s smile was gentle and pleasant, like a spring breeze.

Even Makoto Fujimiya, who was deeply poisoned by it, couldn’t help but feel a little grateful in his heart – although he probably knew that the teacher was probably thinking only of him. It’s just ‘technique’.

Just as he was moved, he heard the soft and greasy sound of the small broken knife suddenly sounded in several people’s ears.

【I also miss the teacher’s big headlights and cocked butt!】

【Teacher Maozhihua, please give me a pillow on your knees!】

【Please!】

“Shut up!”

Without the slightest bit of defense, without the slightest worry.

Fujimiya Makoto was furious on the spot.

I’m going to make a fool of you?!

Can you say this?

Can you say it?!

But, I don’t know. It’s not because the man in front of him is called ‘Fujimiya Makoto’. Whether it’s Saito, Baunsai, or Unohana teacher, it seems to be a matter of course. These words came out of his knife, and there was no trace of them. sense of dissonance

“Teacher Maozhihua…”

Makoto Fujimiya tried to quibble with a difficult expression:”You know me, this broken knife has nothing to do with what I think!”

“Yes Yes.”

Teacher Uozhihua seemed to be helpless and tolerated:”It has nothing to do with Mr. Cheng.”

“exactly.”

Fujimiya Makoto let out a long sigh of relief when he saw the teacher’s approval.

Then, he heard Teacher Unohana continue:”However, if you want to have a knee pillow, you must at least ask the teacher to show my true ability.”

“Eh——？”

Makoto Fujimiya subconsciously showed a regretful expression.

However, when he met Teacher Uozhihua’s eyes that seemed to be smiling, the expression on his face suddenly calmed down.

TM’s little broken knife, framed me all day long!

Look what happened to his reputation.

Saito kicked his thigh from the side:”You guys, you are fighting with Daxu every day just for this reward?”

“What a stupid–——！”

“fool! Egg!”

The one-eyed girl looked down on him.

However, she seemed to be slightly dissatisfied.

She didn’t know what she was dissatisfied with.

Shikatori Baunsai stood beside him, looking at Unohana for a while, and then for a while. Look at Saito, that unstoppable smile and the fire of gossip are almost coming out from under his glasses.

Interesting!

Makoto-kun is so interesting!

“alright.

Finally, it was Unohana Yaqianliu who interrupted:”Don’t worry about Hajie’s matters. Let’s go to Yuanliuzhai first.””

“He should have a lot of things to tell you over there.”

“Then, remember to go to Qilin Temple early to recuperate.

Unohana Yachiru looked at him with a gentle smile and said kindly:”When Cheng-kun’s injury is healed, let the teacher take a closer look.””

“Your Zanpakutō.”

Fujimiya Makoto’s face suddenly fell.

Then, I’ll go to Kirin Temple to recuperate, right?”

“Yes~Yes~”……

He reluctantly agreed, and finally went to Old Man Shan’s first team office.

It is different from the ‘work and rest’ look of later generations.

Yamamoto Shigekuni, who has just ascended to the position of captain, is a very diligent old man.

Coupled with his strong physique and high energy, he spends at least 20 hours at work out of 24 hours a day. Most of the documents must be reviewed with his own eyes and supervised at all times.

But working for a long time does not mean that things are done well.

At least, he was almost unable to suppress some of the conflicts that were originally hidden at the grassroots level of the Gotei 13 Team.

Looking at another document presented on the table, Yamamoto Shigekuni frowned deeply, and the nasolabial folds on his face became deeper and deeper.

Until, Quebu’s figure suddenly appeared from behind the door

“Lord Commander.

He half-knelt on the ground:”The deputy captain of the 11th Division, Fujimiya Makoto, has arrived outside the door.””

“Call him in.”

Old man Shan was straightforward.

Until Fujimiya Makoto entered the captain’s office, he didn’t know why he was called here. Before entering, he asked Quebu for a few questions without understanding.

However, Quebu said nothing.

When he entered, Opening the door, the old man Camiyama handed a document to him and motioned for him to take a look.

Makoto Fujimiya took the document and glanced at it casually, his expression subconsciously becoming more serious.

“Lord Commander”

“Read on.”

Fujimiya Makoto then continued to read.

There was nothing unusual about the contents of the document. It was that after some members of the original Yuanji private school became the ‘samurai class’, they accepted bribes from the original nobles, married into the original noble families, and obeyed orders. Some records of work.

In short, corruption.

The brave man who defeated the evil dragon will eventually become the evil dragon.

In just this short period of time, there were a total of thirty-six records of officials accepting bribes.

You know, now The entire Gotei Thirteen Team is divided into twenty seats from top to bottom. Although there are some duplicate seats with more people, the total number is less than 300 seats. It can only be said that after thinking that I have ‘fulfilled my ideal’, Many old people in Yuanzi School have become relaxed.

According to the investigation, there are even cases of dereliction of duty in many positions.

No wonder Old Man Shan suddenly activated the aristocratic power he has always disliked and passed the amnesty”Kuchiki Ginrei’s way of sending signals to the outside world.

Emotions are forced to the point where they can’t help it. It turns out that the old team of Yuanzi Juku have only been in the city for a few days, and they have reached this point.

If they don’t stimulate it a little, I’m afraid it won’t be the case.” All Seireitei had to rely on the old man to go to the security booth at the door to look after the door.

Fujinomiya Makoto felt a little incredible at first, but after the surprise passed, he suddenly felt that it was reasonable.

You know, the Shinigami these days can They don’t have any academic qualifications, let alone ideals – most of them started out just to drag down the nobles and become their own superiors.

How many people make sense of Old Man Shan’s slogan? Doesn’t he still know it

? In the past, normal conferences had to be continued with fists, so what faith could a large group of rabble have? The current problem is just the backlash caused by violent politics.

“Chengjun.

Yamamoto Shigekuni pointed to the documents on the table:”Is there a way to solve it?””

Fujimiya Makoto glanced at the word that was clicked on the document.

It happened to be the word ‘original noble’.

He thought for a moment, nodded seriously, and affirmed:”Then it depends on whether the captain is going to win big. , a medium win, or a small win.”

Old man Shan let out a long sigh of relief:

“Elaborate.”