In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Wang Tuchuan's Yuxuji (10).

There were twelve concubines in Shanding Temple.

Everyone's eyes fell on these people.

Saito smiled happily and slung the scabbard over his shoulder, looking very proud.

Everyone present knew that this was a mission that was almost suicidal.

However, for this group of crazy people, is there anything more pleasurable in this world than standing on the edge of life and death?

Yamamoto nodded slightly.

The only thing that made him proud of these idiots was probably their bravery in disregarding life and death.

However, just as he was about to finalize the list, he saw another figure walking out from the crowd.

Yamamoto looked over and his expression froze.

However, the voice remained calm:

"Fujimiya Fifth Seat, what do you want?"

Fujimiya Makoto walked out of the queue calmly, his voice as gentle and calm as usual:

"Lord Captain."

"In order to ensure the smooth implementation of this plan, in addition to the first line of defense formed by the four captains, a second line of defense should be formed."

"And this will ensure that the battles of the four captains will not be disturbed by others."

"Or, if all four captains are killed, someone can fill in in time."

Hearing this suggestion, Yamamoto felt a little relieved and refused:

"I have already stressed that the Gotei 13 are currently understaffed."

"Four is the maximum number that can be mobilized."

"There is no need to discuss this matter further."

Fujimiya Makoto did not retreat, but interrupted:

"one person!"

"The second line of defense only requires me alone, that's all."

The moment these words fell, everyone's eyes turned from the four captains and focused again on Fujimiya Makoto.

He stood straight and met everyone's gaze with a calm expression.

Among them, of course, is Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni.

"Fujimiya Five, this is the captain's meeting."

The old man did his best to suppress the anger rising in his chest. He spoke rationally, but his voice was still heavy and hoarse: "This is not a place for you to make trouble and have fun!"

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

Such arrogance cannot be tolerated even if he is the candidate he has already chosen in his mind to be the next captain.

How can military orders be treated as a joke?

Fujimiya Makoto's face showed no sign of retreat, and his voice was rational to the point of being almost indifferent:

"In the next three days, I will remove all the shackles on my body in order to achieve a level as close to the first-class spiritual power as possible."

"In three days, please ask the captain to test me."

"If this fails, please punish me by military law."

The moment he finished speaking, everyone present looked at him in astonishment.

Even Yamamoto slightly opened his eyes, which were always half-closed, and looked at him coldly.

Fujimiya Makoto probably noticed the sharp gaze, and raised his head without dodging, looking at Yamamoto.

The calmness in his eyes was determination.

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni looked at him for a long time, and the scene was silent the entire time, so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Until the end, the corners of the old man's lips under his beard slowly curled up.

Is it right to fight against an invincible opponent alone?

As his successor, you must have this level of magnanimity!

"Permitted."

Chapter 142 I won’t pretend anymore!

Wait until you leave the first team’s barracks.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the prompt in front of him.

【Bond Event: Virtual Reality】

[Your bond with Louise has increased in level↑]

[Reward: Spiritual Power +1, Talent Point +2]

[Gained Bond Trait: Virtual Reality]

[Spiritual Power: Third Class Lower → Third Class Middle]

[Bond Trait: Virtual Reality: Pay a certain price to erase the existing reality (due to similar properties, it has been integrated into the scope of Zanpakutō's ability)]

【Note: Erase it! —Mrs. Louise】

At Fujimiya Makoto's current stage, every step forward often requires hundreds or even thousands of years of accumulation, and the span between each small stage is extremely exaggerated.

Because of this, it is no longer as easy for Fujimiya Makoto to obtain bond traits like before.

He thought to himself, then turned his eyes and looked at the panel that had not been opened for a long time.

——PI——

Name: Fujimiya Makoto

Lingwei: Third Class, Middle (Captain)+

Four skills:

Slash: Level 28 (100/) — [Secret Technique (III)] +

Fist: Level 19 (100/) — [Bone Striking Skill] +

Ghost: Eleventh level (12/100) +

Walk: Level 33 (100/) +

Zanpakutō: Purification Game (Shikai)+

Talent Points: 7

Bond traits: Swordsmanship Genius, Foot Enthusiast, Wall of Sighs, My Teacher, Circle of No Damage, Last Light, Stop, Burning Soul, Perfect Creature, Virtual Reality

Love traits: None

--THAN--

Finally, his eyes fixed on 'Talent Points' and the '+' option behind it.

Ever since joining Yuanliu, having a fixed channel for technical learning and being able to steadily gain [Bond Traits], Fujimiya Makoto has almost never used his talent points again.

It's for moments like now, when you have to take the stage.

I want to face a 'transcendent' like Yhwach and inflict enough damage on him.

First-class spiritual power is a necessary threshold.

Even Fujimiya Makoto, because he had never directly improved his spiritual power level, was not sure whether the talent points he had accumulated so far were enough.

At the same time, it is hard to say what the reaction will be.

"call......"

Fujimiya Makoto thought to himself and let out a long breath.

However, just as he stepped out of the threshold of the first team's barracks, a sharp gust of wind suddenly came from behind him.

Fujimiya Makoto turned around and saw a purple figure leaping over him and kicking him on the back, causing Fujimiya Makoto to stagger.

Immediately afterwards, the petite figure climbed onto his shoulders.

Hanging on him like a big horse.

A pair of legs tightly clamped his head, sticky like taffy, and it was impossible to get rid of them.

"Hey! Saito!"

Fujimiya Makoto shouted in dissatisfaction.

However, when he raised his head, he saw Saito with an inexplicable smile on his face and rubbing his hair hard with both hands.

"Cheng, I'm talking to you——"

The girl stretched out her voice, as if to say something playful: "Could it be that you are worried about me and that's why you suddenly came out?"

Fujimiya Makoto's expression seemed to stiffen, and he grabbed the girl's calves with both hands, trying to pull her off his shoulders.

However, Saito was as agile as a monkey. He had a pair of straw sandals crossed together and a pair of slender thighs firmly fixed on his neck, and he refused to come down no matter what.

While hanging on him, he shouted provocatively:

"Tell me! Tell me now!"

"..."

Fujimiya Makoto was silent for a while, then suddenly said seriously:

"Yes."

"If Saito died in front of me, I would be very sad."

"So, whatever."

"I want you to survive."

Hearing his words, Saito Bulaobushi seemed to be stunned for a moment, and his whole body froze.

The next moment, even the fingers that were rubbing his long hair stopped, and the legs that were clamped around the young man's neck also remained motionless.

"Saito?"

Fujimiya Makoto seemed to want to turn around and look at her.

As a result, Saito held his head with both hands and refused to let him look up.

At the same time, he raised his face and looked around guiltily, as if he wanted to see if other people had heard what he had just said.

If someone could see Saito at this moment, they would see that the girl's fair and lovely face suddenly turned red, which was obviously not very natural. She looked panicked and was highly alert like a frightened cat, as if she was afraid that what they had just said would be discovered by others.

After she recovered a bit and made sure that no one was around, the girl suddenly raised her voice again, making noises like a child, and her reaction was unusually intense:

"Who, who wants you to care!"

"What do you mean by 'I hope you survive'? It makes me sound like I'm bound to lose!"

"Fool--!"

Damn it! This guy must have done it on purpose!

Saito Bulaobushi rubbed his face, which was inexplicably hot, and gritted his teeth.

His heart, which would not waver even if he fought to the death with a sword in hand, became a little nervous because of this guy's casual words.

This made her unable to say the lines she had prepared for a long time to mock the idiot Cheng!