In Soul Society, I just want to retire

"Okay, you don't have to worry about this matter. I'll go over and take a look." Yamabuki Ditang quickly came to the scene.

When the other teachers at the scene saw Yamabuki Ditang, they all showed respectful expressions.

Most of the students from aristocratic families also knew Yamabuki Detang, and their eyes were filled with admiration. He had suppressed the Soul Society for eight hundred years with his own strength. They didn't expect to see such a person on the first day of school.

The students from commoner backgrounds didn't even recognize the young man in front of them.

Komamura Sajin looked at Yamabuki Detou with excitement in his eyes. It was because of Yamabuki Detou that he decided to become a god of death, and it was also because of this that he left the mountains and explored the outside world.

I didn’t expect the world outside to be so wonderful.

Although people are often scared because of his appearance, this does not prevent Komamura Sajin from loving this world.

"Hmm... You look like the little wolf I met in the back mountain. It's been so many years since we last met. Were the snacks I gave you delicious?" Shanbuki Ditang said with a smile.

Komamura Sajin became even more excited: "You still remember that incident..."

"Of course I remember, but I didn't expect you to really come to select the God of Death. But that's good too. This might be an opportunity to promote the relationship between the God of Death and the werewolf tribe." Yamabuki Ditang said.

A trace of dejection crossed Komamura Sajin's face. "Regarding this... I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. In order to leave the mountains, I've already severed ties with the Werewolf Group... Grandfather has ordered that I'm not allowed to return to the mountains."

"What a stubborn old man." Yamabuki Ditang gave a wry smile. "That's fine. I've always believed in teaching everyone. As long as you meet the requirements, you can attend the Maou Spiritual Academy."

Komamura Sajin felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

As expected, I was not wrong about him. This uncle is a good person.

Yamabuki Ditang didn't expect that he would be given two good guy cards in just two days.

Komamura Sajin placed his hand on the mirror, and the strong light that burst out from the mirror was even stronger than when Tosen tested it.

Eighth level of spiritual power!

The students around all exclaimed in surprise. They didn't expect that this creature, which was not even human, could have such powerful spiritual power.

"Congratulations, you are still a student of Maou Spiritual Arts Academy." Yamabuki Ditang smiled and reached out to rub Komamura Sajin's ear. He had to admit that the touch was great.

The students nearby were still muttering, "Why are all the geniuses this year so weird?"

"Keep your voice down. He's an eighth-rank spiritual power. His future achievements will at least make him a vice-captain. Be careful not to fall into his hands in the future."

"That's right. This has nothing to do with us. With our strength, we would just be cannon fodder even on the battlefield."

Yamabuki Ditang coughed lightly, and the entire venue fell silent for a moment. "Alright, everyone, continue. Those who passed the test, follow me. I'll show you where you'll be studying and living for the next six years."

Although Tosen is blind, his ears are very sensitive. He will never forget the voice of Yamabuki Detang. He never expected that the person he met on the street was the dean of Maou Spiritual Academy.

There are many classes in the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy. In order to make Tosen concentrate on his studies, Yamabuki Detang specially separated Tosen and Utahara.

Then put Tosen and Kashiwamura in the same class.

Both of them are geniuses of this period, but their treatment is not very good. Although Dongxian is blind, he is at least still a human being and is often sympathized by others.

Komamura is even worse off. Since he is not a human being, he has no friends in the class and everyone keeps their distance from him.

They were afraid that this human wolf would suddenly go crazy and turn into a werewolf, eating people like candy beans.

Komamura Sajin really wanted to explain that we werewolves don't eat humans at all, but no one would believe him even if he explained.

In the end, Kashiwamura Zuozhen became more and more taciturn.

Yamabuki Ditang saw all of this, but he was not going to interfere. Instead, he let things develop on their own. What he had to do now was to secretly get Dongxian to join the group.

After a week of life in the academy, everyone gradually got used to this kind of life, and the classmates gradually accepted Dongxian. After all, Dongxian was a person with a strong sense of justice and integrity, and the classmates also liked him very much.

In comparison, Ge Kuang's situation is much worse.

Although it is said that a girl's true beauty lies in her inner beauty, most people stay away from her because of the birthmark on her face.

I originally thought that becoming the Grim Reaper would change the situation, but I didn't expect that people are the same no matter where they are.

Ge Kuang was used to this kind of thing.

In order to protect Ge Kuang, Dongxian had a conflict with his classmates for the first time and was finally called to the dean's office to be criticized.

Yamabuki Ditang looked at the people in front of him, said a few words to the other students and asked them to leave, leaving Dongxian alone in the office.

Dongxian thought he would be severely punished, but Yamabuki Ditang's first words stunned him.

"Dongxian, have you ever thought about being an undercover agent?" Yamabuki Ditang asked seriously.

"Ah? Undercover? Why do you say that? There's no way a blind man like me can be an undercover agent?" Dongxian was a little surprised. Why would the dean say that to me?

"Tosen, I have discovered a shocking conspiracy. Someone is plotting to overthrow Soul Society. In order to fight this conspiracy, I have secretly gathered a group of people, but even so, I still can't defeat that person." Yamabuki Ditang said solemnly.

Dong Xian said nervously, "Should we report this to the higher-ups?"

"I'm the top leader," Yamabuki Ditang said bluntly. "This person's abilities aren't that strong, but he can hypnotize people through vision. To combat this terrifying ability, I must find a blind and powerful Death God to be my undercover agent."

Dongxian never thought that a blind man like him would one day be able to shoulder such a mission.

"Dean, I only want to ask one question. Are we just?" Dongxian asked.

"I can't give you an answer. There is no absolute justice in the world. Sometimes, if the position changes slightly, justice and evil will be reversed in an instant. I can only say that I am trying to protect this world, that's all. In addition, if you can help me, after the matter is done, I will heal your eyes and let you see the light again." Yamabuki Ditang threw out a heavyweight chip.

Tōsen, who called himself a righteous partner, agreed without hesitation.

Chapter 426: College Life

"I have another question!" Dongxian asked, "Since I want to be an undercover agent, how can I join the enemy organization?"

"You can rest assured about this. You don't have to do anything now. It won't be long before someone will take the initiative to win you over. Then you will know what to do." Shanbuki Ditang said.

Tōsen still couldn't understand what kind of value a blind man like him had that could attract someone who wanted to overthrow the entire Soul Society to win him over.

But things have come to this point, and he cannot afford to disagree. Moreover, if the entire Soul Society is overthrown, Kakuang will definitely be in danger.

In this way, Tosen agreed to join Yamabuki Detang, but the relationship between the two could not be known to anyone.

When leaving Yamabuki Detang's office, Tosen deliberately looked sad, as if he had been scolded.

Ge Kuang saw Dong Xian coming out and immediately went to greet him: "Dong Xian, how are you? What did the dean say?"

Dong Xian whispered, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. I just got a few words from him. It's nothing serious."

The students who had clashed with Dongxian were still mocking him, but since they had just been reprimanded by the dean, they did not dare to be too arrogant.

It’s just a pity that Dongxian’s talent didn’t appear in himself.

Things with Tosen had come to an end, but things in Komamura had just begun. As soon as school was over, he was surrounded by several "friendly" classmates.

Komamura didn't want to cause trouble, so he pretended not to see anything and kept walking forward.

"You're truly worthy of being a member of the noble werewolf tribe. You didn't even say hello to your classmates when you saw them!" A provocative voice was heard.

Komamura stopped and looked at the male students in front of him. Although he always kept a low profile, there were endless people who liked to cause trouble.

In order not to cause trouble for Yamabuki Detang, Komamura has been controlling his temper and trying his best not to conflict with his classmates.

"I've heard that werewolves are very fierce. Back then, two Death Gods were just patrolling the mountains when they were attacked by werewolves. I never thought that werewolves could become Death Gods now. How ironic! By the way, Komamura, do you recognize the werewolf who injured people back then? Could he be your relative?"

Komamura remained silent, not saying a word, and quietly looked at the clowns in front of him.

He has bigger goals and won't stop because of these people.

"Although it looks like a wolf, it actually looks more like a dog. Oh, and don't dogs love eating strange foods? Komabumura, would you like to give us a performance?"

Anger gradually burned in his heart. Since coming to the human world, Komamura realized a truth: humans with gentle hearts do exist, but they are not many.

He didn't want to waste time with this group of people at all. Just as he was about to leave, he was grabbed by these students.

"Are all werewolves so arrogant? You ignore your classmates when they talk to you. How are you going to cooperate on the battlefield in the future?"

Komamura's patience finally reached its limit, and he suddenly roared like a beast at the students who had been provoking him.

The students turned pale with fear and stumbled back two steps. Then they pointed at Komamura and shouted, "Look everyone, a beast is a beast! He's going to hurt people if you say a few words to him. How can such a beast become the god of death?"

The students watching from all sides also showed expressions of fear.

Komamura forced himself to suppress his wildness. If he hurt anyone at this time, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Originally, these people were ready to run away when they saw Komamura's ferocious behavior, but when they saw that Komamura had suppressed his animal nature, they felt that they had awakened.

"I wonder how long you can hold on!" These boys all had wooden swords in their hands. They didn't have the courage to kill anyone, but there was no problem in training this annoying-looking beast. Komamura's eyes were wide open with anger, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Some girls wanted to step forward to stop them, but when they saw the ferocious looks of these boys, they didn't dare to come over.

"Get down on the ground and wail like a dog!"

When the wooden sword was swung down, several girls closed their eyes in fear, but in this brief moment, the boy discovered that the wooden sword in his hand had disappeared.

"Huh???" The boy was curious about what was going on. He could only point the finger at Komamura: "You dare to fight back, right?"

But when he looked up at his companions, he found that their faces were very ugly and their fear was beyond words.

"What are you afraid of? It's just a wild beast!"

His companions stared at the boy's back, as if they saw something more terrifying than a ghost.

The boy also realized that the problem was not with Komamura, but with the monster behind him.

I turned around stiffly, and was greeted by a gentle smile: "My classmate, I don't remember teaching you to bully other students!"

"Dean..."

Komamura breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yamabuki Detang coming. It seemed that the matter was finally over.

"If you really want to fight, I can take you to the arena for a one-on-one life-and-death match. How about that? If you have any difficulties, we can solve them all at once." Yamabuki Ditang looked at the two of them with a smile.

"No, no, no, I don't mean to challenge the beast, ahem, Komamura-kun to a duel. We're just a joke between classmates, right? Komamura-kun!"

Komamura stared at the boy and finally sighed softly: "Dean, we were just joking. It's no big deal."

Hearing Komamura say this, the boy breathed a sigh of relief.

Not to mention the werewolf's strong physique, Komamura's eighth-level spiritual power alone is far beyond his ability to deal with.

Komamura knew that it would be easy for him to take revenge at this time. He could make the boy look bad in public and make everyone happy.

But what happens after that? It will only alienate other students further.

"Since Komamura said so..." Yamabuki Ditang suddenly reached out and patted the boy's back hard: "I remember that no one has cleaned the cafeteria for a long time. How about you take a few of your friends to help clean it up?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go right away!" The boy felt relieved. He was just punished to clean the room, which was the lightest punishment.

"Don't do it again. Hurry up and go." Yamabuki Ditang raised his voice, and several boys immediately ran towards the cafeteria.

Komamura followed Yamabuki Detang obediently, as if he had something to ask.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong?" asked Yamabuki Ditang.

Komamura asked respectfully, "Dean, is it true that humans and werewolves cannot coexist peacefully? Is the prejudice between the two sides really that great?"

Chapter 427: Let’s Make Friends

Yamabuki Ditang laughed dumbly. "Prejudice is acquired. When I visited the werewolf tribe, I talked to your great-grandfather about this and urged us to establish diplomatic relations. But your great-grandfather was too stubborn, and I couldn't convince him no matter how hard I tried. It was his prejudice against the God of Death. And now, the way your classmates treat you is the God of Death's prejudice against the werewolves. The conflict between the two sides will only deepen."

Komamura asked anxiously, "Then what should I do? It seems that whatever I do is wrong in the eyes of my classmates."

Yamabuki Ditang smiled. "Why should you care about what others think? Just be yourself. Those who care about what others think are destined to never become the former. Willfulness is the smallest unit of 'strength'. The Gotei 13 don't care about your background. As long as you are strong enough, you will have a place. In the future, you may become a senior member of the Gotei 13, or even the captain of the Gotei 13."

"Become the captain... of the Gotei 13!" Komamura was fascinated. It turned out that he had always cared too much about what others thought of him.

"I understand, Dean." Komamura suddenly became excited and strode away.

Looking at Komamura's back, Yamabuki Ditang smiled slightly. What can you say about Komamura? Although his fighting ability is not strong, he is truly loyal. In the end, he fought for his life in the thousand-year bloody battle. Although he failed to kill the enemy, his momentum was enough.

I have already made all the moves I should make. What will you do next, Aizen?

At this time, Aizen was holding the admission list of the Shinō Spiritual Academy in his hand, flipping through every page.

If you want to form a group of Shinigami who are completely loyal to you, you must train them from scratch.

The roster not only records the basic information of each student, but also records their Lingwei level when they entered school.

"Seventeenth grade, seventeenth grade, eighteenth grade...Are the admission standards of Maou Spiritual Academy so low now?" Aizen couldn't help but complain as he looked at the roster in front of him.

Back then, I was admitted to the school with the sixteenth-level spiritual power, but that was when I deliberately concealed my strength. However, the qualifications of these students now are really hard to describe.

Suddenly, he saw a name called Lingwei Baqi.

"Komamura Sajin?" Aizen whispered the name, but the note at the back actually said "werewolf tribe".

Aizen muttered quietly: "The werewolf tribe, I remember that I had contact with the teacher in the past, but he always chose to live in seclusion in the mountains and rarely appeared. I didn't expect that he would come to attend the Shinou Spiritual Academy."