Chapter 91: Seireitei Not only Fights and Kills, but Also Has Worldly Relationships

In the silence, blood flowed gurglingly.

Let the graduating students and the gods of death re-recognize the reality and cruelty of the world.

At the same time, it also made them remember a name deeply.

Bright as the moon!

From now on, no matter which division he joins, he will be the one that attracts the most attention.

Baimu Zhenyi collapsed to the ground, his ferocious face now completely distorted. The previous relaxation and confidence were no longer on his expression, only unspeakable fear and pleading remained.

But no one responded.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the young man who looked like an evil ghost raised his hands and waved them gently towards the audience.

Upon seeing this, an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Yamamoto's heart.

Before he could stop him, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the dojo.

"I am the Grand Palace Secretary of Nigu Shrine. I am in charge of exorcism, consecration, blessings, prayers, communicating with gods, selling amulets, etc."

"Future colleagues, if you have needs, you can come at any time..."

Aizen held his forehead and sighed helplessly, knowing that something unexpected would happen.

This guy actually openly advertised his shrine in front of everyone. When the assessment is over, he may be skinned by Captain Yamamoto.

On the high platform, blue veins were exposed on Yamamoto's forehead, and wisps of hot breath lingered around him.

If Ukitake hadn't caught him in time by the sneering Ukitake next to him, I'm afraid the boy in the dojo would have been rewarded with a gilt jacket.

"You bastard, when this assessment is over, I will decide..."

The sudden killing intent made the moon shine like a volcano, and the surroundings were filled with blazing heat, as if it was going to bake him to death.

Before he could say anything, he glanced at Yamamoto, who was about to burn up, and jumped away from the dojo.

After returning to the preparation table, Ru Yueming put his hands on his thighs and sat up straight, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him.

Aizen glanced at him and said with a slight sigh:

"I didn't expect you could even think of this."

Ruyue Ming looked at his friend in confusion, his big eyes full of doubts.

"During the battle, you acted decisively, violently and ferociously, but once it was over, you showed yourself to be harmless to humans and animals, which indirectly changed the team members' inherent concept of you."

"After joining the squad, I won't be rejected by others and can quickly integrate..."

While Aizen was analyzing, Kisaragi frowned, then slowly relaxed his brows, and finally a look of surprise appeared on his face:

"Yes, that's it!"

"He who knows me is So You Jie!"

Seeing his appearance, Aizen immediately gave up the idea of ​​analysis. He still thought too much. This guy was just advertising for the sake of advertising.

The Shinigami in the spectator seats looked at Ruyue Ming with complicated eyes, showing awe, respect, and even more longing...

On the high platform, Uozhihualie smiled softly, his eyes tightly falling on Ru Yueming's body, a pair of beautiful eyes full of strange light.

He is indeed the person I like. No matter his talent or fighting style, he fits that name very well...

On the high platform, Okiga Genshiro announced that the assessment was officially over.

The vast majority of people passed the assessment and became official Shinigami, and then they only had to wait for notification from the squad.

You can also submit an application to your favorite team by submitting an application form for joining the team.

However, this method is generally only suitable for geniuses.

Takeo Matsushita and Ayaori Takeshita submitted applications to their favorite squads and were quickly approved.

Of course, geniuses like Akira Kisaragi and Aizen.

There was no need to write a team application form at all, the chief officers responsible for recruiting new recruits came to them just by smell.

Even before Ru Yueming left the dojo, several more courageous chief officers extended warm invitations to him.

Ru Yueming's reply was also very polite, saying that he would consider it carefully.

Although after joining the division, you will be transferred to other divisions due to job transfers, but there is nothing wrong with being cautious at the beginning.

Soon, when people were almost gone.

A gentle man who looked sickly came to Ru Yueming and blocked his way.

"Hello, Junior Brother Kisaragi, this is the first time we meet. I am Ukitake Jūshirō."

A gentle smile appeared on Ukitake's face, and it looked like the kind of central air-conditioning level.

"I'm also a disciple of Yuanliu, and I joined earlier than you. It's not rude to call you junior brother."

"Hello, Senior Brother Ukitake."

When Ruyue Ming shouted these words, there was no psychological burden at all.

He could see clearly in the audience that if Ukitake hadn't stopped the angry Yamamoto, he would have been punched in the head.

And judging from his appearance, this senior Ukitake is also very approachable, as easy to get along with as Captain Unohana in his normal state.

He turned his back, pointed to the word "Thirteen" on his back, and gestured:

"How about it, are you interested in joining Senior Brother's Division 13 team?"

Hearing this, Ru Yueming's face showed hesitation.

"You don't have to agree right away."

Ukitake winked at him and smiled, "I'm just doing it as a matter of routine."

Although Kisaragi Ming's performance is very amazing, looking at the thirteen teams, they are all unique beings.

But Seireitei is not just about fighting and killing, it also has worldliness.

He spends most of his weekdays recuperating in Yugantang. Occasionally, when his health is better, he can help with some official duties.

Most of the time Sentaro Kotsubaki is in charge.

This junior brother is too strong. With Sentaro Kotsubaki's character, he will probably have some conflicts with him, and he will not be able to help anyone then.

If the two parties were left to deal with it on their own, Sentaro Kotsubaki would probably be split into eight parts.

As if thinking of the terrible consequences, Ukitake shook his head repeatedly, and then looked at Ruyue Ming. When he was about to say something more, he coughed violently.

"Ahem, don't worry."

"It's an old problem."

Looking at the concerned expression of the young man in front of him, an idea suddenly came to Ukitake's mind:

"I remember you just said that you were the Palace Secretary of the Nigu Shrine, right?"

Kisaragi Ming nodded.

"Then, is there an amulet that protects the wearer's health?"

When he asked this question, a look of expectation appeared on Ukitake's face.

He was able to survive back then only by sacrificing his diseased lungs to Lord Mimihaki.

Nowadays, the condition of the lungs is fixed at the age of three, so he is usually very weak, and when he coughs, he looks like he will rise to the sky at any time.

He also once again communicated with Lord Mimihaki through the power of the Eye in his lungs, asking if he could sacrifice other things to gain health.

But the answer given by Lord Mimihaki was something he couldn't bear at all.

The last nightmare that suddenly struck him was the first time Master Mimihaji actively initiated a phone call with him.

Therefore, he described the details of the incident to his teacher Yamamoto.

Later, it was learned that the power of the Royal Eye was abused because of the sacrifice of the young man in front of him.

Ukitake has thought about it countless times, what is so special about Kisaragi Akira that deserves to be treated like this by Mimi Haki-sama.

Is it just good because of talent?

Until now, he still couldn't figure it out.

Hearing this, Ruyue Ming's eyes lit up:

"That's easy to say."

"Just think of it as a meeting gift from me to my senior brother."

As he finished speaking, he took out a pile of amulets from his intact trouser pocket, pulled one out, and handed it to Ukitake.

The wood pieces for making amulets are drawn by signing in, and can usually be placed in the system space.

Ukitake was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that after such a fierce battle just now, the amulet worn by Akira Kisaragi was not damaged.

Aizen next to him saw this and sighed softly.

Until now, he didn't understand where this guy usually hid his things.

Every time I see Ru Yueming take out something, she always comes up with something new.

Ukitake thanked him, carefully took the amulet, and looked at it carefully.

Familiar patterns are painted on the delicate white wood pieces. The luxurious clothes wrap the black right hand, and the anthropomorphic posture gives people a sense of sanctity and inviolability.

On the back of his right hand, a single eye was slightly closed, staring in front of him indifferently.

"Although there is no guarantee of complete recovery, it will have some effect."

A sincere smile appeared on Ru Yueming's face, "The One-eyed God will watch you silently."

Ukitake gently touched the amulet in his hand, feeling the familiar power contained in it.

After a moment, he raised his head and smiled gently:

"Thank you very much, little junior brother."

“If you need help in the future, please be sure to ask.”

Ruyue Ming nodded and accepted the favor unceremoniously.

This senior brother Ukitake is still very easy to get along with. After he has completely won over the other party, and then takes care of the 8th division's Kyoraku Shunsui, he can launch a counterattack against Yamamoto.

By then, Yuanliu will have only one voice!

Hum.

With this thought in mind, Kisaragi Akira watched Ukitake Jushiro leave, and then followed Aizen back to the Spiritual Arts Academy.

Since their squad has not yet been selected, they will continue to live in the dormitory for the time being.

…………

"Soyousuke, have you decided which division you want to go to?"

Ru Yueming was lying on the bed, with her hands behind her head and staring blankly at the ceiling.

Since returning to the Spiritual Arts Academy, he has been thinking about which division to join.

Judging from the conditions offered by Yoruichi and the others, whether it is the second team, the fourth team, or the ghosts, there are temptations that people cannot refuse.

It's so hard to choose.

Aizen is also thinking, the choice of squad is still very important, it is related to the direction of his future plan.

However, one thing is certain.

He would not choose to be in the same squad as Akira Kisaragi.

Even compared to those Death Captains, this guy's perception is terrifyingly sharp.

If they stay together for a long time, the secrets that cannot be exposed to the sun will be discovered by him sooner or later.

By then, we may not even be friends anymore.

Aizen recalled the duties and characteristics of each division, and then based on Akira Kisaragi's nature, he judged which divisions he would never choose.

"I will probably be in the third team, the fifth team, the twelfth team..."

Before he finished speaking, rhythmic snoring sounded from the bed on one side.

Aizen suddenly fell silent.

Sometimes, I really want to give this cub a blow.

…………

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines on my face, I wake up from my deep sleep like a conditioned reflex of the moonlight.

It's not because the biological clock is up, but because a familiar spiritual pressure has covered the entire dormitory in the form of a mesh.

At this moment, an old voice sounded in my ears:

"Ruyue Ming, come to the team building to report quickly!"

The suppressed anger was like a volcano about to erupt.

Being disturbed from a clear dream, Ruyue Ming's face was ferocious. I was ready to use my spiritual pressure to block the call, and then have a hearty sleep.

But just when he took action, a stern voice said in a tone that could not be refused:

"If you dare to use spiritual pressure to isolate Tentei Kongra, I will let you know what it means to be a strict master."

After the words fell, the other party hung up the call first.

In the early morning, I was threatened by a lunatic old man. Ru Yueming rolled over in a daze and let out a feeble wail:

"This is life..."

First team building, team head conference room.

When Akira Kisaragi was led to this spacious room with a touch of luxury by Takuchojiro, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

He looked at the meticulous white-haired gentleman next to him and asked tentatively:

"Vice Captain of the Que Department, there shouldn't be a team funeral ceremony to be held today, right?"

Hearing this, Takuchojiro took a deep look at Akira Kisaragi. Judging from his many years of experience following Yamamoto, there may not be any team funeral ceremony today, but it will be difficult to say in the future.

"No."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Ru Yueming immediately felt at ease, and then pushed the door open and walked in without acknowledging his relatives.

"Yamamoto..."

For a moment, several eyes focused on him, one of which was particularly dangerous, causing him to swallow the words that came to his lips.

"Ahem, Captain, you look very good today!"

Yamamoto snorted disdainfully: "Thanks to you, I haven't been mad to death yet."

When he thought of this boy's behavior in the dojo yesterday, his anger aroused in his heart.

It has been almost two thousand years since the Spiritual Arts Institute was founded, and more than three hundred graduation examinations of various sizes have been held.

But it was the first time for him to see someone as outrageous as Ru Yueming.

If Ukitake hadn't stopped him yesterday...

Just when Yamamoto was angry.

Kisaragi Ming's attention has been attracted to other people in the conference room. After a general glance, he found that most of them were acquaintances.

For example, Unohana Retsu, Shifengin Yoruichi, Gribi Tessai, and Ukitake Jūshirō.

There are also some whom I don’t recognize, but whose identity I can barely tell from their appearance, such as Kyoraku Shunsui, who is wearing a pink patterned haori, and Kuchiki Ginrezu, who looks somewhat similar to Kuchiki Sojun, and is wearing the captain haori, which symbolizes his identity.

Of course, there are also those who are completely unfamiliar with them and have no impression at all.

He has curly black hair and an ordinary appearance as a young man. He is wearing a black uniform with no features. His expression is particularly nervous among the big guys.

Yoruichi, who had not seen him for a long time, happily waved hello to him, and Unohana Retsu smiled gently in return, her beautiful eyes filled with a look of anticipation.

Grizzly Tessai, Ukitake Jushiro, and Kyoryu Shunsui all smiled and said hello.

Ruyue Ming responded very friendly one by one.

Seeing this, Yamamoto glared at him angrily and said:

"I called you here today mainly to discuss your future whereabouts."

Kisaragi Ming came to the center of the room and relaxed a little after hearing this.

"Shouldn't it be up to me to decide on this kind of thing?"

Yamamoto nodded, but did not deny it directly:

"Normally, that's true."

"Many geniuses from the Spiritual Arts Institute can decide where they want to go and submit applications to join the team of their choice."

"But the current situation is a bit special, and I have to rearrange it."

Having said this, he paused, pointed at everyone in the conference room, and said:

"They all want to recruit you to join their squad..."