Restricted Death

Chapter 75: Hinamori Goes Bad
The exit of the corridor cut out a waterfall of blazing white light. It was noon, with cicadas chirping and bustling. The white walls of the teaching building folded the sunlight into sharp blades, making it impossible to open one's eyes. Rukia felt dizzy and stood there for a moment to calm herself down.

It seemed like someone was walking towards him, and his black Death Tyrant suit was extremely conspicuous in this pure white world.

Rukia remembered her and would come to the Spiritual Arts Academy to see the president every once in a while.

The vice-captain of the 4th Division, Yuune Kotetsu.

When she saw Rukia, she took the initiative to come over and greet her: "It's Miss Kuchiki."

"Vice Captain Kotetsu."

"Will you guys be here?"

"Here I am."

"Okay, thank you."

After two brief words, the unusually tall and beautiful woman walked around her and headed towards the office building behind Rukia.

Rukia glanced at her receding figure, her eyes thoughtful.

As soon as she returned to the classroom, Rukia heard someone calling her name.

It was Hinamori, waving at her from her seat.

"what happened?"

"Regarding the cultural festival, our student union should also prepare a program this year, right?" Hinamori asked excitedly.

"Ah?" Rukia didn't expect this. Last year, it was the president who insisted on letting them go on stage.

"Taozi, are you... planning on going up to perform?"

Hinamori looked at her with a meaningful smile, "It depends on what the president says. Didn't he agree to one condition last year before we agreed to go on stage? As for this year..."

Rukia pondered, "Just now in the office, the president also talked to me about the cultural festival, but he didn't mention that our student council would be preparing a program."

She doesn't want to perform on stage again. Thinking about her experience last year, she still feels embarrassed and ashamed.

"We have just started the fundraising process, and it's not yet time for each class to submit their programs." Hinamori said with a smile.

Rukia looked at her and suddenly lowered her voice: "Momoko, are you going there hoping to get another promise from the president?"

Hinamori looked at her innocently.

Rukia couldn't help but curl her lips.

Hinamori smiled lightly and said, "Don't say I'm mean. I took the initiative to tell you. You can do it too when the time comes."

Rukia wasn't interested in this kind of thing, so she didn't respond.

"By the way, Rukia," Hinamori suddenly spoke again, her expression casual. "What did you make the president do about that promise?"

While she was speaking, she was paying close attention to the changes in Rukia's expression.

Rukia shook her head, "I didn't ask the president to do anything."

"Really?" Hinamori said softly.

"You can ask the president."

Hinamori smiled again instantly, "I won't ask, of course I believe you, Rukia."

Rukia just rolled her eyes at her.

"Then why did you..."

"Are you done yet?" Rukia interrupted her unhappily.

Hinamori wanted to ask Rukia about the useless president's promise, but seeing that Rukia seemed a little annoyed, she stopped talking in a huff.

"About the stage performance..."

"I'm not going. If you want to go, go by yourself."

"Then I won't go either." Hinamori said immediately.

"..."

Rukia couldn't help but look at her suspiciously. Seeing Hinamori's sincere eyes, which didn't seem to be joking, she suddenly realized something and said through gritted teeth, "Momoko, you..."

"Hmm?" Hinamori looked at her with bright eyes.

"You are so scheming!" Rukia said viciously.

"No way!" Hinamori looked like she was wronged.

Rukia just snorted coldly, turned her head and ignored her.

From the very beginning, Hinamori probably had no intention of actually performing on stage, and was just using this topic to test Rukia, which made Rukia a little annoyed.

In fact, there have been many similar situations between the two of them. Since that "open and frank" conversation, the relationship between the two has undergone subtle changes.

They said they wanted to "compete fairly", but no one had taken the initiative to "fight" for anything, at least that was what Rukia knew.

Although she didn't argue, Hinamori seemed to be on guard against something. Whenever Rukia and the president had a chance to be alone together, especially outside of student union work, she would ask them what they did.

Afterwards, after learning that Rukia and the president are "innocent", he will show a "magnanimous" look as if he doesn't care.

This made Rukia feel very helpless. She thought to herself, why should you be so generous? You should be the one who should be generous because the person the president likes is her.

Rukia is not like Hinamori, not because she trusts Hinamori, but because she has full trust in the president.

She believed that since the president liked her, he would not do anything inappropriate towards Hinamori.

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evening.

An open-air classroom for ghost practice classes.

As Hinamori walked further inside, she felt a violent wave of spiritual pressure coming towards her. The target made of murderous stone was now covered with black marks, and a faint smoke was diffused around it.

Even though I couldn't feel anything outside the classroom, normally, such spiritual pressure fluctuations could not fail to spread, and the whole school should have been able to sense it.

This had happened many times before. Hinamori had even specifically asked the president about it, and he'd explained that he'd set up a barrier in advance to avoid disturbing the other students. Hinamori, carrying the snacks she'd brought, slowly walked to the wooden floor and sat down, smiling as she watched Xin, who was working diligently nearby.

"Broken Dao No. 73: Double Lotus Blue Fire Pendant!"

Another high-level blue fire falling arrow hit the murderous stone target with great momentum.

Hinamori, who was sitting in the back, felt a gust of hot wind on her face. Although the murderous stone target was intact, there was a strange look in her eyes.

Nobunaga breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the dwindling spiritual energy in his body, then he lowered his arms and stood there for a while to relax.

He turned around and glanced at Hinamori, who was there, and asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Hinamori smiled sweetly: "I brought you some sakura cakes, President."

She picked up the snack box she had brought with her and opened it to reveal several neatly stacked, exquisitely shaped pastries.

Xin walked over to her side and sat down, then took the sakura cake handed to him by Hinamori and put it in his mouth.

"President, when I saw you practicing the ghost way, it seemed like you never chanted any mantras."

"The spell is too long, I'm too lazy to remember it."

Hinamori was stunned. Is this even a reason?

Xin then said, "In actual combat, there won't be many opportunities for you to chant the entire spell, so it's more practical to abandon the chanting and cast the ghost method."

Hinamori nodded thoughtfully, then said, "President, what you said makes sense!"

"You should also take advantage of your free time to practice more."

"But it would be boring to practice alone." Hinamori pursed her lips.

"I see Kira and Abarai are working really hard. You could train with them."

"That Abarai guy is a complete idiot in the way of ghosts," Hinamori couldn't help but complain, "I don't want to train with them."

The subject in which she performed best and was most proficient happened to be the way of ghosts.

"I want to go with the president..." she said, her face slightly red and her voice lowered a little.

Xin couldn't help laughing when he heard that, and handed his unfinished sakura cake to her. Hinamori's bright eyes flashed, and she stared at Xin's lips, then opened her mouth and took a light bite of the half sakura cake.

"It just so happens that I have time now."

Xin stood up and said.

Hinamori immediately stood up upon hearing this.

"What level of ghost arts have you mastered now?"

"Anything within the 50th number is fine!" Hinamori said confidently. She had the confidence to say that she was best at Kidō, because even those senior students did not dare to say that they were proficient in all Kidō within the 50th number.

"Let's see if we can use a No. 50 ghost technique over there."

"it is good!"

Hinamori stood still in the open space, raised her hands, and aimed at the murderous stone target in the distance.

She was just about to activate the spiritual power in her body when Xin Cai suddenly placed his hand on her arm.

"There's no problem with running your spiritual power. I'll teach you a simpler and faster way."

The two bodies were almost pressed together, and Hinamori suddenly felt her body go soft, and the words the president said in her ear became hazy.

"Are you listening?"

Hinamori was almost leaning on his chest. When she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of the president's slender profile, which fascinated her. She couldn't help but tiptoe and kissed Xin's face with her lips.

"..."

Xin pretended to be angry, put on a stern face, and let her go, saying, "What are you doing when I asked you to practice?"

Hinamori's big eyes flickered, and she didn't say anything, just staring at the letter. Her lips were slightly parted, as if in a silent invitation.

Xin suddenly took another step forward, hugged her tightly with one hand, and moved the other hand to the back of her neck.

"Hmm~"

It's like two clouds quietly merging in the silent sky, soft and warm, with the sweet fragrance of sakura cake lingering between lips and teeth.

It also rises and falls like waves, bringing subtle tremors in its intensity.

Hinamori's fingers tightly grasped the collar of the letter, as if she was afraid that this moment would suddenly disappear.

When they finally parted, her eyes were filled with lingering attachment, as if she wanted to absorb Xin's soul into her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was shallow and rapid, and she gently brushed the surface of her lips with the tip of her tongue.

It seems like he is reminiscing about something.

Xin gently pinched her chin and said, "You've really learned bad habits. You know how to seduce men."

Hinamori pursed her lips and said, "I didn't..."

She suddenly puffed out her chest and asked, "How does the president know that this is seduction? Have you been seduced like this by others?"

Xin chuckled and let her go.

Hinamori came closer again, gently shaking her bun-tied head and giggling, "The president is still not so patient."

Xin reached out and gently tapped her forehead.

"Okay, practice!"

Hinamori covered her forehead with both hands, puffed out her cheeks and said "Oh".

But there was a gleam in his eyes as bright as water and honey, as well as a sense of success.

Rukia, how are you going to fight with me...

(End of this chapter)