Death: This Death is not serious

A week later, in the Soul King Palace, Phoenix Hall.

This morning, the sun shone through the window into the room, Shutara Senjumaru opened his eyes and stretched.

She washed up as usual, looking forward to the delicious breakfast prepared by Aozaki Mayu.

However, when she came to the living room, she found that the dining table was empty.

"Huh? Aozaki Mayu didn't make breakfast?"

Shutara Senjumaru said to herself in surprise.

She walked into the kitchen curiously, wanting to see what happened.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Hikifune Kiryu busy preparing food in the kitchen.

Hikifune Kiryu's movements were skillful and orderly, as if he was used to such a scene.

Hikifune Kiryu's life has been very regular recently, and he appears in the restaurant at around eight o'clock every morning.

As for when she comes first, Shutara Senjumaru doesn't know, after all, she is usually the last one to get up.

But even if she goes to learn sword forging at a fixed time every day, Aozaki Mayu will come back to prepare three meals a day.

But today, Aozaki Mazuki was not at home, and instead, Hikifune Kiryu cooked breakfast himself.

Since Aozaki Mazuki came to the Soul King Palace, Shutara Senjumaru rarely saw Hikifune Kiryu cooking himself!

Looking at Shutara Senjumaru's speechless expression, Hikifune Kiryu still had a bright smile on his face, and then slowly opened his lips and said:

"Mazuki's learning task is about to end. He hasn't come back since last night."

"Ah... Has he learned how to forge a Zanpakutō? So fast!?"

Hikfune Kiryu smiled and nodded.

Aozaki Mazuki has been learning how to forge a Zanpakutō in recent days, and Shutara Senjumaru also knows about this.

However, what surprised her was that.

This matter was so important to Aozaki Mazuki that he even gave up coming to prepare breakfast for everyone.

This guy is so hateful! Shutara Senjumaru complained in his heart.

Don't forget that I haven't agreed to his confession yet, and now he doesn't even come to make breakfast for me.

Men are really pigs!

As Shutara Senjumaru thought, he walked forward to help Hikifune Kiryu.

The breakfast made by Hikifune Kiryu was very simple, just some ordinary Western food, such as bread and hot dogs.

Then, Shutara Senjumaru showed his expertise, beat two eggs, and asked Hikifune Kiryu to fry them into two delicious pancakes.

Add a cup of steaming milk, and this is the delicious breakfast carefully made by the two big sisters.

At this moment, the restaurant seemed particularly quiet, because the man who was cared about by the two beauties was not present.

Only the two ladies sat quietly at the table, enjoying the food in small bites, and the whole space was filled with a quiet atmosphere.

Until Hikifune Kiryu finished his meal early and returned to his room.

Only Shutara Senjumaru was left alone in the empty restaurant.

The serene smile on her face that was in line with her senior status gradually disappeared, replaced by a slightly depressed look.

She sighed silently, her heart full of helplessness and melancholy.

She has been like this these days, and her mood is relatively low.

Although she still tried to maintain her past appearance in front of Aozaki Mazuki and Hikifune Kiryu, in fact, they already knew everything.

Shutara Senjumaru's mind is now a big mess.

Since that day, Aozaki Mazuki has never confessed to her again, but those words are deeply engraved in her heart like a brand.

Although Aozaki Mazuki behaved as usual, Shutara Senjumaru couldn't help but repeatedly recall every word and every word of that day.

"What should I do!?"

She murmured in a low voice, revealing a hint of confusion and confusion in her tone.

On the other side of the Soul King Palace, the culprit of all this, Aozaki Mazuki, was smiling happily.

He raised a nondescript samurai sword and swung it a few times.

"I forged a Zanpakuto!"

"Well done, little Mayu, I knew you could do it!"

Fumeiya Wang Yue raised his fist and said excitedly, seeming to be happier than Aozaki Mayu himself.

"You can take this sword back and cultivate it well, but I don't know if it can give birth to a sword spirit."

Aozaki Mayu raised his eyebrows:

"In other words, the sword I made may not have a sword spirit?"

No sword spirit?

Doesn't that mean that his sword-forging skills were learned in vain?

Didn't he learn sword-forging skills just for those sword spirits!

Aozaki Mayu was a little dumbfounded. He spent a lot of time and energy learningSword forging.

If the sword made in the end has no sword spirit, wouldn't all his previous efforts be in vain?

Nimeiwu Wangyue nodded slightly:

"There is indeed such a possibility, but I can't give a definite answer."

"After all, you are the second person who can forge a Zanpakuto after me."

"Before I ascended to the Soul King Palace, I also taught others, but no one could master this skill."

"If you have time, you can ask the monk. He has the ability to see through the names of everything in the three realms."

"Once Asao is handed over to the hands of the God of Death, he will be able to see through the name of the Zanpakuto."

"If he can see the name of this sword, then you can know the result, right?"

"If..." Aozaki Mayu muttered to himself.

He noticed the uncertainty in Nimeiwu Wangyue's words.

"Do you understand, little Mayu?"

Nimeiwu Wangyue waved in front of Aozaki Mayu with a smile on his face.

Aozaki Mazuki nodded in response, but his eyes revealed a hint of reluctance.

To be honest, he really didn't want to go to the monk.

"Since even you, the 'God of Swords',..."

Nimeiwu Wangyue smiled and waved his hand:

"Don't underestimate the monk. Although I am a swordsmith, he is responsible for the name."

"Don't look at his Zanpakutō, but you should have learned it in the Maou Spiritual Academy. Zanpakutō is an extension of the god of death."

"His Zanpakutō ability has nothing to do with me. It is just an extension of his own ability."

"In short, his power is above me, the 'God of Swords', the creator of Zanpakutō."

"So, it's more reliable for you to ask him about the name than to ask me."

Aozaki Mazuki stood there silently, holding the Asado tightly in his hand, staring into the distance, as if in deep thought.

Nimeiwu Wangyue stood aside, looking at Aozaki Mazuki quietly.

There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were hidden under sunglasses, so people couldn't see what he was thinking.

Wang Yue from Nimeiwu just silently observed Cang Qi Zhenyue, waiting for his decision.

After a while, under the gaze of Wang Yue from Nimeiwu, Cang Qi Zhenyue suddenly scratched his head.

His movements seemed a bit casual, and he suddenly asked:

"Then find a chance to ask, but before that... I learned the sword forging technique, should I celebrate it? I haven't had a good time in Phoenix Palace yet!"

This question made Wang Yue from Nimeiwu stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and nodded and replied:

"You're right, it's time to celebrate..."

Hearing Cang Qi Zhenyue's words, Wang Yue from Nimeiwu also laughed.

He put his arm around Cang Qi Zhenyue's shoulders and laughed loudly:

"We are really in sync, I've been ready for a long time, Party! Party! Let's go!!"

His laughter was full of enthusiasm.

They walked towards the luxurious palace together, ready to enjoy a carnival.

Their figures gradually moved away and disappeared into the palace gate, leaving behind a breeze.