Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

The referee obviously knows Munechika and Haruto, and his background and tendencies can be seen through the names he calls the two of them from the bottom of his heart.

It's just that the direction of the guess is not quite right.

"Graduating early..."

"etc!"

When the two got closer, the referee finally realized what happened after seeing the extremely obvious lack of response on Munechika's face.

"Are these two going to try out the real sword?"

It is not common to take the graduation exam in advance, but it still happens occasionally among the nobles who come to Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy to study. However, most of them are private actions. Although there are records in the academy's files, they will not be carried out openly. Promote.

Whether it is keeping a low profile or keeping a low profile, referees are only responsible for their own work anyway and will not have unnecessary curiosity.

In contrast, the commotion caused by the True Sword Trial Combination is different. According to the instructions left by Yamamoto Shigekuni when he established the Zhenou Spiritual Arts Academy, in order to strengthen students' attention to the consequences of the True Sword Trial Combination, this competition is a It is open to teachers and students of all grades in the school at the same time.

even......

In the auditorium next door, there might be interested captains and deputy captains who would come over to take a look on a whim.

"The six seats of Mitarashi."

Just when the referee was stunned, Mutsuki Shoukaku was already standing in front of him.

"Forehead......"

"Mutsuki Seven Seats."

The referee teacher named Mitarai was in the fifth division like her, and was even one rank higher than Mutsuki Matsukaku.

However, when facing Mutsuki, Mitarai's attitude became even more humble:

Mutsuki Shoukaku's aristocratic status is higher than that of Mitarai who was born as a commoner, and not only is she much younger than Twilight's older Mitarai, her real combat power is also much higher than the latter - although Mutsuki chose to keep it a secret for some reasons, but she did Mitarai, who has been a teacher for so many years and has a rather vicious eye, can still see the difference in Mutsuki.

It is natural to have such an attitude.

"This real sword trial..."

Mutsuki Shoukaku, who was usually very easy-going towards his colleagues, changed from his usual laziness and asked seriously:

"I wonder if I can be the referee?"

As Munechika and Haruto's teacher, there is no problem with her hosting this competition. However, after all, the grand performance martial arts arena is the place where the graduation exam is held. She also has to take the position of the seniors in the team (and the limelight), so naturally she still has to Ask more.

"...of course."

Mitarai answered without hesitation.

"Thank you, senior."

Seeing that the other party was so easy to talk to, Mutsuki's attitude became much gentler.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Mitarai quickly waved his hand.

"If you need it, I can actually handle it."

The trial of the real sword requires the support of a Shinigami who is proficient in returning to the path. In this regard... I have to say that Mitarai is indeed a very suitable candidate: the director of the Mao Spiritual Academy is only the fourth in a certain division. As the sixth seat of Mitarai Division 5 and the person in charge of the graduation examination - he found the light job here for himself - the support work can even be said to be overqualified.

As the fifth division of the rescue team, its chief's return talent is basically second only to the fourth division.

"Then I'll trouble you, Mitarashi Six Seats."

After hearing this, Mutsuki took advantage of the situation and agreed.

"It's easy to talk about."

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Volume 1: 004, old acquaintance

The main entrance of the martial arts arena.

Munechika and Haruto walked inside side by side.

Haruto actually didn't want to do this, but no matter whether he speeded up or slowed down, Munechika would also change his pace accordingly.

Just like a vindictive child.

"Souchika."

Haruto looked at the road ahead and said to Munechika without looking back.

Even though he had decided to teach the other party a lesson, Haruto's attitude was still quite gentle when communicating.

——Even calling each other by their first names very affectionately.

"What?"

Munechika's attitude was quite tit-for-tat.

"Coming here to conduct a real sword trial will delay the graduation examination time of the Spiritual Arts Academy... Aren't you afraid that the seniors will cause trouble?"

The graduation exams and the employment options that follow are held on the same day, and the more time is wasted on the exams, the fewer spots are left for each of the Gotei 13's divisions, the Kidō Sect, and the Hidden Mobile Team.

The upcoming competition between the two might cause several graduates to lose their favorite positions.

"cut!"

Hearing Haruto's words, Munekika glanced disdainfully.

"I'm the heir to the Mikazuki family. How dare those rubbish at the end of a crane come to trouble me?"

Although Munechika was unhappy with Haruto, he also looked down on these students who had survived until sixth grade.

There is no respect for the seniors in the words.

"Really?"

Haruto responded with a faint smile.

At this time, Munekika also realized that he seemed to have been tricked by Haruto again:

Munechika always spoke loudly.

Originally, those sixth-grade graduates would not have the guts to provoke him anyway; but after Munechika caused a wave of hatred, they would definitely make a secret note and decide when to make a stumbling block in the future.

"Haruto, your family——"

"Speak of it."

Before Munechika could vent his anger, he was interrupted by Haruto at the right time.

"ha?"

The long drawl showed Munechika's irritability.

"I thought you had given up. How dare you accept my challenge today?"

It's not that Munechika has no brains, but it's a pity that his emotions are written directly on his face.

"Why, you want me to show you everything so that you don't look so ugly when you lose?"

Hearing Haruto's words, Munekika's expression became even more arrogant.

"No~"

Haruto shook his head and glanced inadvertently at the light patch on Munechika's waist.

"You've wasted half a year and still haven't been able to complete the Zanpakutō's first release. What makes you so arrogant?"

For the Shinigami, the biggest breakthrough was the two liberations of the Zanpakutō, which meant a doubling of combat effectiveness.

Judging from Munechika's appearance, it was obvious that it was not Zanpakuto Haigai, otherwise he would not have been able to surrender to Mutsuki-sensei.

"You bastard!"

Zongjin was caught with a sore leg:

While Haruto was practicing Kidō, Munechika was busy communicating with his Zanpakutou... After all, as long as it is revealed, it would be a step to the sky.

pity.

Not only is the beginning of the solution unfounded, but the gap between ghosts and ghosts has also been further widened. In addition, Munechika hates being called arrogant——

For Mikazuki, a surname that sounds very elegant, the description of "arrogant" is the biggest insult; it is also the most common type of instruction that Munechika has heard from his elders since he was born.

"Who gave you the courage to mock the nobles like this!"

"Liang Jingru."

"???"

Just as Munechika was thinking frantically, trying to find the noble surname mentioned by Haruto.

"Stop wondering."

Haruto's voice drifted away from Munechika unconsciously.

The Mikazuki family is a relatively famous mid-level noble in the Soul Society. The only drawback is that they do not have the protection of a big noble. Even if Haruto knows a higher-level noble who can easily control the Mikazuki family, Munechika cannot have heard of it.

Those who are qualified to be called superior nobles are not much more numerous than the top four families.

"despair."

Haruto stopped. One centimeter in front of his toes was the martial arts arena.

the dividing line between inside and outside.

"Competition..."

His narrow eyes quietly narrowed, hiding his overly sharp gaze.

"It's time to begin."

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Mao Auditorium.

"Thank...thank you!"

Nanao took the thin sketchbook with a solemn expression, and then immediately thanked her... He just stuttered a bit because of nervousness.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta."

Nanao didn't look back and ran towards the main entrance of the auditorium... or because she was nervous.

"This kid really likes you."

"Snapped."

The cap covers the sharp steel nib.

The bright red pen body is pinned into the breast pocket, and it is quite conspicuous when paired with the pure black sailor suit that exposes the navel and short waist.

Complete it with full-frame eyes and slender braids of the same color——

The vice-captain of the eighth division, Lisa Yasomaru.

The female god of death perfectly combines elegance and lust, and the contrasting cuteness elements are vividly displayed in her.

Yatomaru Lisa looked at the young figure of Nanao who was gradually moving away and said.

"oh?"

A magnetic voice sounded with doubts.

"That kid is obviously asking you for an autograph, so what does that have to do with me?"

The lazy and casual hat, the somewhat frivolous pink female jacket draped over the captain Haori, coupled with the iconic chest hair and peach blossom eyes——

Captain of the 8th Division, Kyōraku Jiro, Chief Zozo Shunsui.

Many young girls have awakened and become the main culprits controlled by uncles.

"But her eyes never left your body for a moment."

Lisa Yatomaru simply scoffed at her captain's explanation.

"and......"

Yatomaru Lisa paused and continued.

"She is from the Ise family, isn't she?"