People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

After the war, the smoke settled.

Makoto Fujimiya was lying on the training ground, his whole body paralyzed on the ground in a Tai-shaped shape.

The Death Tyrant costume on his body was in tatters, his forehead was swollen, and there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Now there are only three doomsday questions left in my mind: who am I, where am I, and what am I doing.

His eyes were blank.

He looked like he was about to be spoiled.

Is this guy Saito actually so strong?!

“……”

“Hello! Sincerity!”

However, the immortal Saito still looked dissatisfied and shouted:”——You guys really hide your strength, right?!”

“Show me your momentum! momentum!”

“It’s that kind of momentum when fighting Xiao Heipi, as if you want to eat him!”

“Now you have no urge to be ravaged by others!”

“I can’t fight anymore…”

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto looked like a middle-aged man who fell into a sage state after working hard to pay the public food.

Immerse yourself in the state of having no desires or desires, and accepting your fate from the heart.

Before the fight started, I thought I would have the upper hand, but I was too arrogant!

Immortal-chan, I’m very sorry.

Who could know, who could know that Saito is crazy and energetic when he fights seriously?

He had clearly activated the [Injury-Free Circle], but when he made a defensive posture, the petite Saito-san used force to overcome his skill and slashed his arm into the chest with a shallow blow.

The bone that happened not long ago almost broke again

“no”

“Not at all!”

It’s just that he just turned his head while lying on the ground, and the little feet of the immortal sauce stepped on his head. The snow-white arches that outlined the perfect arc rubbed his cheeks, and the little pearl-like toes clasped slightly, It almost poked him in the mouth during the shaking, causing the corners of his mouth to grin to the side.

“Hello? Sincerity!”

“I’m talking to you!”

“Don’t pretend to be dead, you guy!”

Saito had an expression of dissatisfaction on his immortal little face. He put his hands on his hips and leaned forward slightly. He pinched his face with his two little toes and pulled it away. He raised his voice unhappily.

“hateful!”

Fujimiya Makoto couldn’t stand this kind of stimulation. He immediately slapped her feet away and retorted loudly and righteously:

【Scholars can be killed, but not greedy!】

【I can tell you, Immortal-chan! If you keep doing this, I’ll get hooked!】

【Are you going to use this cute little ice cream to test our veteran cadres from Yuanzi School? ah?】

【Which cadre can withstand such a test?!】

【Look at me, I won’t give you a mouthful…】

As soon as Fujimiya Makoto opened his mouth, the little broken knife started its unique high-speed chanting again.

The main feature is a pronunciation that is fast and precise. With the ability of an ordinary person to speak one sentence, it can answer ten sentences!

He can be called the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang, a master of laning.

“Shut up!”

Hearing the roar from the depths of his soul coming from the little broken knife, Fujimiya Cheng couldn’t hold back anymore and immediately blocked its broken mouth that couldn’t hold the door.

However, when he raised his head, he saw the immortal sauce With a subtle expression, he couldn’t help but shut his mouth angrily.

Little broken knife, my mouth substitute in Soul Society.

Thank you so damn much.

“You guy, do you still have such interest?” Saito Immortal raised his little feet and looked at them. He couldn’t understand what there was to like about feet…….So are the foot bags.

It obviously gets dirty easily, right?

The girl looked down at her feet, and then at Makoto Fujimiya, who had an innocent expression on her face. She seemed to be weighing the difference between fighting and eating her feet. finally decided

“That’s ok too!”

Saito’s immortal one eye showed a bit of excitement, and he clapped his hands and decided:”If you can beat me, it doesn’t matter if I let you taste it!”

“However, I have to use Shijie this time!”

“Otherwise it wouldn’t be satisfying at all!”

“？”

Fujimiya Makoto, eyes widened

“Who, who made that strange request?!”

“What you’re saying, don’t make me sound like a pervert with a foot fetish who likes to collect girls’ socks, okay?”

For his own dignity, Fujimiya Makoto immediately interrupted loudly.

“Um?”

“Do you still want to push yourself further? You guy.”

Saito frowned, and a sharp murderous aura burst out from his one eye.

However, the corner of his eye glanced at his lower abdomen slightly unnaturally, and said viciously:

“Kill you!”

The girl’s little face is full of threats.

“I mean……”Fujimiya Makoto’s voice paused slightly, and he said awkwardly,”I haven’t learned how to understand it yet.”

“How was this won?”

The expression on Saito’s immortal face was also stagnant, and he looked at him in disbelief, as if he had heard some very bizarre story:

“ha——？”……

“…Anyway, that’s it.”

Fujimiya Makoto let out a long sigh, stood up and sat down, and roughly explained the situation of his broken knife.

Only girls who encounter serious crimes or smelly feet would speak suddenly.

When there are many people, they like to post violent comments everywhere.

On the contrary , When it was the sword Zen, he ignored him at all.

Let alone asked about its ‘name’.

Saito Immortal looked at him with a suspicious look on his face, looking very suspicious.

He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows..

After Fujimiya Makoto finished speaking, he leaned down, put his finger on his forehead, and asked:

“I’m talking about you……”

“Doesn’t it look like I’m easy to deceive?!”

“With your level of spiritual pressure, even if you forcefully charge it, you can still get the Zanpakutō’s name out!”

Saito said, while kicking his knife, dissatisfied:”And! Isn’t there the kind of person who would speak just because he was stepped on or when he saw a good-looking girl?!”

“Never heard of it!”

“You just want to be stepped on by me, right?”

“Don’t put all the blame on the Zanpakutō!”

However, just as her little foot kicked on the handle of the knife, she heard a very familiar sound coming from the ground.

【That’s right! This is it!】

【I want to sleep in Fushi-chan’s toes!】

【Again, step on me again! Please!】

【Please let me die in the girl’s lap! ]

Fujimiya Makoto kept letting go, looked at the girl with an innocent face, and spread his hands.

Saito looked down at his knife and then back at him.

An incredible look suddenly appeared in that one eye. real or fake?!

“……”

There was a silence between the two of them.

But at this moment, Fujimiya Makoto’s brain suddenly twitched, and suddenly a huge inspiration crawled out of it.

He looked at the little broken knife that he was still chattering about, and then at the immortal-chan whose expression was frozen, and made a bold proposal

“Saito”

“…I seem to know how to communicate with it!”

“Just, can you help me? Saito

Immortal looked at him doubtfully:

“Um?”……

“Etc., etc! Saito

Immortal sat on his knees on the ground and yelled in an extremely dissatisfied voice:

“That’s not right!”

“No matter how you think about this, it doesn’t feel right!”

“How can anyone use such a strange method to enter the sword Zen?!”

Fujimiya Makoto sat in front of her and said in a serious tone:”Saito, don’t you want to see how strong I can become after I start to understand?”

“Uh-huh…”

With just one sentence, he hit Immortal-chan’s Achilles’ heel.

For those who live by fighting, being able to fight against powerful opponents is simply their lifelong dream.

As for a guy like Makoto Fujimiya who can make rapid progress in battle, he is the perfect type in dreams!

The only flaw now is that this guy hasn’t grown up yet!

“but…This is too weird!”

Saito was still hesitant.

The girl lowered her head and saw Makoto Fujimiya’s small broken knife lying across her thigh, and occasionally made a sound of”Hmph, hum, hum.】、【The blissful sound of”Guhehehe”.

Makoto Fujimiya’s expression was very serious:”If this continues, I don’t know how long it will take before I become as strong as you!”

“Immortal-chan, you don’t want to keep fighting with a rookie who doesn’t even know how to solve it, right?”

His expression seemed to be that he was taking advantage of the wife whose husband was about to lose his job, but what he said was completely different.

But by chance, Saito’s immortality was actually taken care of by him!

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto I suddenly felt that what Tianshilang said might indeed be a bit conservative.

“ah! ah! hateful——”

“I see!”

After hesitating for a long time, and seeming to think of the boring days in Yuanzi School, Saito Immortal finally gave up the struggle, and waved his hands in a rather discouraged manner:

“You bastard…If I find out that you are lying to me, you will be dead!”

“Thank you so much!”Fujimiya Makoto breathed a sigh of relief.

After an unknown number of days, he finally had hope of preliminary communication with the Zanpakutō!

“Hurry up!”

Saito Immortal cursed.

Then, Fujimiya Makoto buried his head into the girl’s knee pillow.

He was facing down.

“Uh-huh——”

Unknowingly, he also made a blissful sound similar to that of Xiao Broken Knife.

“Hello! Wait you…”

“Isn’t that what knee pillows usually look like?!”

However, Immortal-chan had just shouted out, and suddenly he was stunned, and his voice stopped unconsciously.

The girl was keenly aware that the fluctuations of the spirit in Fujimiya Makoto were gradually sinking, until finally…

Silent and waveless.

This is entering sword Zen.