In Soul Society, love and bond begin

In the deep dark red blood curtain, a shining arc of light suddenly broke through.

There seems to be a raging fire burning deep in my heart.

"In that case..."

"Willn't that mean I won't have the chance to do whatever I want?!"

Fujimiya Makoto roared loudly, subconsciously shouting out the reason why he was beaten until now.

To those who are not in the know, it seems incomprehensible.

But, he is such a vulgar person.

"clang!"

The tiny bit of strength squeezed out from the body at its limit suddenly shook away the blood blade in front of him.

Fujimiya Makoto raised his head.

At this moment, all the dojo scenes behind him, including the losers who were hung up with ropes and tied up like mother-○, were all swallowed up by the black and red curtain and the pool of blood, disappearing in the boundless fear of death.

——Twenty seconds!!

However, Fujimiya Makoto still did not stop.

The time he estimated he could hold out was shorter than he had imagined.

But none of this matters anymore.

"Clap!"

Fujimiya Makoto's footsteps were in a deep pool of sticky blood. The spiritual pressure covering his feet was no longer enough to support him to activate the ultra-high-speed continuous instant steps as he did at the beginning, and he charged forward without hesitation.

However, he still walked forward facing Unohana Yachiru's extremely happy eyes.

At this moment, there was only one thing left in Fujimiya Makoto's mind.

He might not be able to stab the teacher many times in one breath today as he sometimes dreamed of.

But at least, you have to stab him!

There was a flickering red in the depths of Fujimiya Makoto's pupils, and the Purification Sword in his hand thrust forward, with the tip of the blade wrapped in a bright light.

That was his will concentrated to the extreme.

Unohana Yachiru looked at him as if he was looking at some rare treasure, but he swung his sword without reservation.

The two blades are one straight and one slanted, and they are intertwined.

But surprisingly, there was no pleasant metallic sound.

Unohana-sensei's expression seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly smiled.

This attack [Tracing Cause] cut into her blade.

The next moment, he pointed at the side of Unohana Yachiru's neck.

Although the [script] behind Fujimiya Makoto has been completely swallowed up, the last bit of power belonging to the [rules] is still playing its role.

In this case of equal spiritual pressure.

Under Unohana Yachiru's astonished gaze.

She only had time to extend the short blade in her left hand, and at this critical moment, slightly block Fujimiya Makoto's knife, preventing her entire neck from being cut off.

The next moment, their figures overlapped.

The blades in the hands of the two men pierced into each other's bodies almost simultaneously.

Unohana Yachiryu's sword pierced deeply into Fujimiya Makoto's shoulder.

Fujimiya Makoto's blade left a deep mark on the side of Unohana's neck.

At the moment he fell down, he seemed to have seen this scene.

The body, which had already exceeded its limit, finally collapsed.

But there was a satisfied smile on his face.

"..."

The black and red blood curtain slowly dissipated.

In the end, only the figure of Fujimiya Makoto gently embraced in Unohana Yachiru's wide robe and sleeves remained.

The woman's slender white hand gently stroked the ends of Fujimiya Makoto's hair.

After an unknown amount of silence, Unohana Yachiru suddenly spoke in a low voice:

"If I had known this would happen, I should have fought you later."

"After today's battle, how can I endure this?"

"Makoto-kun."

Chapter 123: Do you know your crime?

Familiar ceiling.

When Fujimiya Makoto woke up, a familiar scene was reflected in his eyes again.

However, this time it was not in Tian Shilang’s big bathhouse, but in his own little house.

"Are you awake, Makoto-kun?"

“What does one plus one equal?”

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Lu Quba Yunzhai's gentle voice ringing in his ears.

When he turned around, he saw Miss Bayunzhai, who was very understanding of people's hearts, stretching out her little hand and making the "three" gesture.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at me like I was a fool.

"two."

"Captain Bayunzhai, I wouldn't have fallen for this kind of game since I was seven."

"Snapped."

Lu Quba Yunzhai then clapped his hands in joy, still with that signature gentle smile on his face.

"It looks like Makoto-kun has regained consciousness."

"But it's really irrational."

She complained softly, "With Makoto-kun's personality, he actually took the initiative to fight against that Yachiryu-sama... and fought to that extent."

"Did you know, Makoto-kun? Nearly one-twentieth of the West 79th District is destroyed."

"I'm afraid it won't be habitable for at least fifty years."

"what?"

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned for a moment, his numb mind unable to react for a while.

Isn't it?

"That's not the case... That's what you think, right?"

Shikatori Bayunsai saw through Fujimiya Makoto's thoughts with one sentence and couldn't help but laugh: "What do you think your current level of strength is?"

"Besides, Unohana-sama even used her Bankai."

"The Bankai fields you two created completely destroyed all the basic Reishi in the surrounding area—Soul Society is very fragile."

"I heard that in order to pacify the remnants of your battle area, most of the Ghost Path Clan were dispatched."

"Yachiryu-sama was called over and scolded by the captain-general for using his Bankai in Soul Society without permission."

"Wow, that's so scary!"

Bayunzhai clearly said this, but looking at her unconcealed excitement, it was obvious that she was enjoying eating the melon.

"..."

Fujimiya Makoto was speechless for a moment, and just stared at her with wide eyes.

All he remembered at that time was that he was fighting.

You have no impression of the surrounding environment at all?

"Is it, that serious?"

Fujimiya Makoto twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

"No, generally speaking."

As Lu Quba Yunzhai spoke, his upper body suddenly leaned forward, and his pretty face seemed to be pressed against his. However, the eyes hidden behind the simple glasses accidentally revealed his true nature.

"But...you are special, Makoto-kun."

As Bayunsai spoke, a smile of great interest appeared on the corner of his mouth: "According to Daiki Dojo's explanation, Cheng Jun's Zanpakutō has a very special and powerful rule-based ability."

"Because of your Zanpakutō, the surrounding large areas of spiritual energy have been 'infected' and transformed into another form."

"It's like they cut off a small piece of Hueco Mundo and stuffed it into Soul Society."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto was stunned and his pupils subconsciously contracted.

So, is it because the Script World has invaded Soul Society?

Although he had sensed this "invasion" the moment his complete Shikai appeared, he had never imagined that it had the ability to change the essence of the world.

"By the way, where's Unohana-sensei?"

"How is she doing now?"

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly reacted.

Although his memory was a little fuzzy, he still remembered that his last blow should have hit the teacher's neck.

Hearing his question, a bright light suddenly flashed across the glasses on Lu Quba Yunzhai's face.

Even a slight smile appeared on his face.

"It's because of Master Yachiryu that I'm here to protect you."

Lu Quba Yunzhai asked gently, "How did you do that?"

The girl sat down beside his bed, leaned over towards Fujimiya Makoto, and lowered her voice, "Makoto-kun's Zanpakutō, how did you do that?"

"It actually left a scar on that adult's body."

"This is really..."

As Bayunsai spoke, he reached out and subconsciously grasped Fujimiya Makoto's wrist.

There was a faint glimmer of curiosity deep in his eyes.

“…Incredible!”

Upon hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto was stunned at first, then looked at Bayunzhai and unconsciously pulled the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Podao's childish voice was heard from the bedside.

Let her try!

[Don’t stop her! ! ]

[I've long wanted to take good care of Yukiko from ○一０ Bayunzhai! ]

[Look, I’m going to do ○○ first, then ○○, and then prprpr...! ]

Just by hearing that sound, Xiao Podao's saliva seemed to be flowing out of the scabbard, making a lot of noise.

Bayunsai's gaze only stayed on the small broken knife for a few seconds, then turned back to Fujimiya Makoto, seeming a little surprised.