People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

【Event: The bond level with Saito Immortal has been increased.↑】

【Reward: None (teaching battle)】

【Obtain the bond trait: Football enthusiast】

【Bonding Trait·Foot Art Lover: You have the ultimate love for girls’ feet, and finally embarked on this ultimate path called ‘Foot Art’】

【Bond effect: The further you go on the road of ‘Art of Foot’, the higher the upper limit of Shunpo talent – it has now exceeded the current limit, and the talent limit has reached the ‘eighth level’’】

【Note: What should I say when I saw Saito-chan’s feet for the first time? That, although it sounds obscene…Haha, I’m crazy! ——Fujimiya·Facial coding·Sincerity (language)·Collected in the Corridor of the Great Spiritual Book】……

“ah?!”

When the gymnasium dispersed, all the teachers left one after another. The dilapidated gymnasium was empty.

Fujimiya Makoto looked through the numerous system prompts on the panel in front of him, and suddenly he accidentally saw the system prompts hidden in the gym. Such a small column at the bottom.

For a moment, Mr. Fujimiya was stunned.

He stood there in a daze, looking at the small words ‘included in the corridor of the Great Spiritual Book’ in the last row of the record. He couldn’t calm down for a while.

Wait until Finally coming back to his senses, he immediately moved like a rabbit and shot out. His hands were tightly holding the broken handle that he had thrown aside, and he was shaking like crazy with red eyes.

“Delete! Delete your teeth for me!”

“If it were written in a place like that, it would definitely be viewed by a large group of people in turn, right?”

“This is pure slander!”

“slander!”

“Insult my innocence!”

But what’s the use of this pitiful and incompetent roar besides making noise?

It’s just a knife.

Makoto Fujimiya hugged his little broken knife and yelled for a long time, and felt that he looked like he might It was indeed a bit silly.

After all, his Zanpakutō would never fart when he was alone with him.

Only when it could create trouble for him would this broken sword become abnormally excited.

However, just when Makoto Fujinomiya was about to give up, a familiar female voice with a somewhat admonishing tone suddenly came to his mind.

【I think you don’t understand at all!】

【My sister will show you the way】

【You, go and pick up those foot bags now, tie them to the scabbard, and tie the knot tightly, it will definitely be good for you! 】

Actually made a sound?!

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the knife in his hand in shock.

When it was clear that Dao Zen was going on, you didn’t even want to pay attention to him?

However, after hearing what she said, Fujimiya Makoto couldn’t help but show a somewhat doubtful expression.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Saito’s immortal anklet that had been thrown to the ground.

White and soft.

The material is mostly cotton and looks about the size of a palm, similar to an adult man’s gloves.

I don’t know if it’s because I just changed it today, or because the body of a high-level Shinigami doesn’t have the concept of metabolism. Even if I pick it up in my hand, it has no taste.

Still a little fragrant

“Um?!”

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly stood up and threw the foot bag that he had held in his hand on the ground.

He must have been affected by this broken knife!

【quick! Hurry up! 】

However, seeing his somewhat resistant look, Zanpakuto became even more impatient.

Fujimiya Makoto hesitated for a long time, then thought about the [Shunpo] talent limit that had been broken through on his panel…….

“I just want to give it a try!”

“Once you tie it on, take it off immediately.”

He muttered in his heart.

Thinking this, Fujimiya Makoto’s conscience suddenly felt much better. He reached out and tied the pair of foot bags to the lower thread of the scabbard.

With just such a small movement, the panel immediately Got a reaction

【You’ve taken a step further on your ‘road to craftsmanship’!】

【Shunpo (talent limit): ‘Level 9’↑】

【Goo! Blessed~！】

Suddenly, Fujimiya Makoto was startled, took a short and convulsive breath, and stood there as if taking root.

From now on, he will be manipulated by this broken knife. but……

If he only does these little things, he can continuously turn an ordinary person into a genius who can rival the top figures in Soul Society.

It’s a little ‘weird’, but it doesn’t seem to be a big deal.

After seeing that this is so direct and effective that it has an impactful effect.

Makoto Fujimiya actually started to comfort himself!

When I think of the abnormality, the world suddenly becomes wider.

Even if it is to become stronger, he must go further on the road of martial arts before he can speak out!

“That’s right!”

“That’s it!”

“This is a necessary price!”

He raised the Zanpakutō in his hand high and cheered himself up loudly!

Unfortunately, the person behind him was not very considerate.

“Cough, cough, cough.”

Fujimiya Makoto was suddenly frightened and turned his head sharply.

Then, he saw Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, Takuchojiro, and Okiga Genshiro standing at the door of the dojo. The young Takube classmates were probably out of the same spirit. Because of the friendship of the ‘fan brother’, he was clenching his hands into fists, pretending to be a consumptive ghost, coughing one after another. At the same time, he was winking at him.

The expression on old man Yamamoto’s dead face was very heavy. Looking at him, the folds were folded together. 1

The young Okiga Genshiro turned his head slightly, covering half of his face, completely blind.

At this time, only Fujimiya Makoto was standing in the middle of the shabby dojo, He raised his head high and raised the knife in his hand. On the lower thread of the scabbard hung the pair of foot bags that had just been won from Saito’s immortal feet.

He was only half a foot away from being fed into his mouth.

It looked so good. He couldn’t wait.

No!

It should be said that in the eyes of these three people, he was just preparing to ‘taste’ it when no one was here!?

“Ah?”

“No, no!”

“It’s not what you think!”

Fujimiya Makoto’s whole body tensed up immediately, and his heart felt as if a large piece of cold lead had been poured into it. He immediately stretched out his hand.

It’s over! There’s a big problem!

But what’s shocking is that Yamamoto only had such a heavy expression. He looked at it.

When Fujimiya Makoto seemed to have calmed down, he said in the deep voice unique to a middle-aged man:

“Have you got everything you need?”

“Then let’s go.”

Seeing Old Man Shan’s extremely calm expression, Fujimiya Makoto couldn’t help but feel even more embarrassed.

However, for the sake of his innocence, he still had the courage to speak and said with great determination:”Actually, I am not who you think I am. That kind of perversion!”

“This is all the Zanpakuto’s fault!”

When he spoke, the pair of girl’s pouches tied to the scabbard were fluttering in the wind like a bright and glorious flag. As if to agree with his words,

Chōjiro completely covered his face.

It was hopeless.

On the contrary. Yamamoto Shigekuni turned around without caring and walked towards the back courtyard of the gym.

As he walked, he taught in a low voice:

“Teaching without distinction is the purpose of Yuanzi School”

“As long as you don’t do anything to disgrace the teacher, it doesn’t matter if you are a pig, a dog, or a pervert who likes girls’ footbags….”

“I will treat you equally”

“Follow up.”

Listening to the old man’s open-minded and uninhibited words, Fujimiya Makoto felt uncontrollably moved deep in his heart at this moment.

After all, there are still people who can recognize him!

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed the case!

Later, Kashiwamura not only Are you also a disciple of old man Yamamoto?���!

What has this old man who has been known as the strongest for thousands of years not seen in his life?

What does this matter about him mean?!

Although Old Man Shan’s metaphor was a bit offensive, he just pretended that he didn’t hear this minor problem for the time being.

“yes!”

“Lord Genryusai!”

Fujimiya Makoto pursed his lips, tightened the expression on his face, and quickly followed behind the three Yamamotos.

Takuchojiro widened his eyes in surprise.

Sure enough!

He is indeed Genryusai-sama!

However, when Fujimiya waited When Cheng quickly squeezed into the back of the three of them, Old Man Shan suddenly seemed to have discovered something. He cursed in a disgusting tone and waved to him:

“go!”

“I didn’t let you get so close, there was someone in front of me!”

“Stay away from me.”

Fujimiya Makoto:( ¯•㉨•¯ )？……

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