"However, from the time he entered the Yuanliu until now, it has only been a few years."

"Whether from the perspective of Soul Society's reality or from the perspective of actual time—Makoto is still just a young man."

Hearing this, Yamamoto kept rescuing the white pieces in his hand, trying to fill the wound on Bailong's throat, while his brows were furrowed.

It seemed like something connected to what Chojiro said.

"you mean...?"

Quebe looked at the teacher's confused expression and sighed helplessly:

"What I mean is that Cheng is still young and inexperienced, and he's still relatively immature when it comes to matters of the heart."

"Even so, letting emotions overwhelm reason... is inevitable."

Yamamoto seemed stunned for a moment, finally grasping the most crucial factor from Suzube's mouth, and said in confusion:

"emotion?"

Quebu was also startled, and even the black piece in his hand stopped, wondering:

"Master Genryūsai...did you not notice anything at all?"

"Cough cough!"

Yamamoto pretended to adjust his expression: "...What do you mean?"

Quebu finally discovered what the problem was.

Lord Yuan Liuzhai, he has been living in the south for thousands of years!

I also know nothing about matters of the heart!

Thinking of this, Quebu couldn't help but slap his forehead lightly - he had completely forgotten this key factor.

After figuring it out, Suzube continued to place the black pieces on the chessboard, constantly tearing the gaps, and said in a low voice: "Makoto, that kid, seems to be so inseparable from Captain Saito..."

"Captain Saito insists on going to the front lines at a time like this. Mr. Makoto can't just stand by and watch, right?"

Yamamoto's eyes suddenly widened and he said blankly:

“——Is there such a thing?!”

Quebu lowered his head and covered his face, trying hard to suppress the facial muscles that were about to lose control.

It has to be said that humans are indeed creatures made up of many facets.

This was the first time he had seen Master Genryūsai show such an expression in all these years.

Genryūsai-sama does not understand love.

Suzube tried hard to suppress his laughter for a long time and concluded, "In short, he probably just wants to ask you for permission to fight alongside Captain Saito."

"As for things like increasing the level of spiritual power within a few days."

"Unless Cheng's abilities are truly extraordinary."

"Otherwise, even if we forcibly upgrade it, it will probably only be a temporary success."

At the end of the conversation, even Quebu couldn't laugh anymore.

What a difficult decision this is for Cheng?

Just by putting himself in her shoes, Quebu's expression couldn't help but become a little depressed.

But, this is the fate of death, right?

Those who live by fighting will also die by fighting.

"So it's because of Saito?"

Yamamoto seemed to sigh a little: "I originally thought that he was going to fight Yhwach..."

"It seems that Makoto is different from Unohana after all."

Quebu nodded in agreement.

He realized it a long time ago.

Cheng, that guy, is not a pure 'genius' as many people imagine.

in contrast.

He has significant flaws in many areas.

But precisely because of this, such strong people are so rare and precious.

only......

How exactly is he going to reach the level of 'near first-class spiritual power' within these few days?

Chojiro Suzu, who has been stuck at the third-class spiritual power for nearly a thousand years, is deeply curious about this.

"Clap."

The black piece in Quebu's hand fell, putting Bailong in a desperate situation.

Yamamoto's brows furrowed slightly.

Just as he was thinking, a huge and familiar spiritual pressure suddenly rose in his spiritual sense.

As if they had noticed something, the two people in front of the chessboard raised their heads at the same time.

"boom--"

Yamamoto stood up slowly, and was frightened by the spiritual pressure, and accidentally knocked over the chessboard.

Black and white chess pieces were scattered all over the floor.

Quebu was stunned.

The old man looked out of the courtyard with a serious expression, concentrating:

"Is this... Makoto?"

......

It's not just Yamamoto and Suzube.

The moment the spiritual pressure rose, the entire Soul Society was trembling faintly at a low frequency.

Everyone stopped what they were doing at the same time and turned to look in the direction where the spiritual pressure was rising.

A vertical beam of light pierced through the sky and was instantly visible to everyone.

All the Shinigami who were familiar with Fujimiya Makoto were stunned at the same time, their eyes wide open as they felt the powerful spiritual pressure that suddenly appeared and continued to rise at an immeasurable speed.

......

"Wow!"

Saito had just soaked his body in the pool for a short while, and before even his long hair had time to be completely wet, he suddenly stood up from the hot spring and looked in the direction of the rising light with a look of astonishment.

Immediately afterwards, without even bothering to wipe his body, he hurriedly put on his clothes and ran in the direction where the spiritual pressure was rising.

"Saito-sama! Saito-sama!"

The maid trotted behind him, grabbing the towel and trying to catch up.

Before he could even shout twice, the figure had disappeared.

......

Unohana Yachiru, who was sitting in the quiet room wiping the shallow wound, stopped.

The blade that had just been brushed by the silk paused slightly, and was stained with a little dust due to the inadvertent touch.

However, at the moment when she clearly felt the speed at which the spiritual pressure was rising, an expression of surprise or excitement inadvertently appeared on the beauty's face.

So, without even bothering to maintain the blade, he stood up and disappeared from the room in the blink of an eye.

When he reappeared, he was already heading in the direction where the spiritual pressure was rising.

......

After the invasion of the Empire of Light, most of the Gotei 13 were in a state of nervous tension.

The slightest abnormality will make many people immediately alert.

Naturally, when an extremely strange spiritual pressure reaction suddenly appeared inside Soul Society, it would instantly grab everyone's attention.

What is even more worrying is that this amazing sight of surging spiritual pressure light column lasted for several hours.

Only when most of the people who were supposed to be there had arrived and were standing quietly at the edge of the pit in the underground space, waiting for the spiritual pressure to subside, did Fujimiya Makoto's "evolutionary journey" finally come to an end.

Unfortunately, the only person who didn't realize this was Fujimiya himself, who was at the center of this incident.

Because of this, Fujimiya Makoto did not realize a very important thing.

From the time when he stood naked with the golden cudgel spinning around in front of Bayunzhai and Senjumaru, to the time when he fought with Luqu Bayunzhai to try out his skills.

——In the huge hole above his head, there was a large group of people watching the live broadcast and eating melons.

Miss Kadori, who was 'unable to move', was held in Fujimiya Makoto's arms and wanted to quietly remind him.

Unfortunately, before she could open her mouth, she was hit on the ear.

So, Miss Kadori suddenly didn't want to speak anymore.

However, she didn't want to speak, but there were many people above her who wanted to speak.

"Fuji! Miya! Makoto-!!!"

Almost at the moment when Mr. Fujimiya, who did not want to reveal his name, took a bite, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but a very familiar voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Rage 100%↑

The next moment, there was a violent sound of breaking wind, like a meteor tearing through the night sky, suddenly penetrating a distance of unknown meters.

Saito Bakusei's petite figure turned into light, and a punch wrapped in surging and dense spiritual particles came crashing down with a roar of rage.

Fujimiya Makoto's hand trembled and he almost threw Bayunsai out.

At the last moment, he had to rely on the rolling skill of the invincibility frame to escape.

The seemingly slender white fist smashed into the ground, and the dense spirit particles that vibrated violently spread out, rolling up the earth and rocks, and with the dust pouring back, a huge depression was forcibly carved out.

Fujimiya Makoto swallowed hard.

If I got hit by this punch head-on, I would probably die, right?

"Saito? Why are you here?!"

He got up from the ground.

Miss Bayunsai, who took the opportunity to regain her freedom, jumped out of Fujimiya Makoto's arms lightly, stood at the VIP seat beside her, and looked at the two people in confrontation with a smile on her face.

Saito Bulaobushi first glared at her fiercely, then turned his head and gnashed his teeth with murderous intent:

"Why am I here?!"

"Just because I'm not here, can you do that kind of shameless thing with that woman?!"

It seemed like she didn't know how to describe the intimate actions they had just taken. Bu Si Jiang was so angry that even her voice became stumbling, and she was afraid that she would bite her tongue if she was not careful.

Before he knew it, he had the woman with that obscene figure in his arms!

If she wasn't here today...

Just by imagining that possibility, all kinds of very bad endings emerged in Fushigi's mind.

She would never allow such things to happen!

For a moment, even the single eye that was looking at Fujimiya Makoto seemed to be emitting murderous intent.

As if sensing the possibility of a bad end to the love storyline, Fujimiya Makoto quickly extended his hand:

"Wait a minute, Saito!"

"Listen to my argument!"

"Ba Yun Zhai and I are innocent!"

It's a pity that at times like this, there is no shortage of people who bring up things that are not related to the topic.

【What are you trying to say? 】

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