But what did Slime do wrong?

"Uh, hello?"

After all, I have studied in Mao for several days... Rimuru still has some understanding of some basic functional divisions of Shinigami.

Just like the captain of the third team who is standing in front of him now.Although it can't be said that standing at the top of the entire soul world, turning hands into clouds and raining hands, but it can also be called a decisive move.

After all, even if it's just a thug, just a knife in your hand, as long as the knife is sharp enough, it will also make people fearful and dare not easily collide with it.

Ichimaru silver did not make a sound at the beginning.

Limulu could feel some sort of scrutinizing gaze on her, as if evaluating something, as if looking at a piece of fat in the supermarket.

To be honest, those eyes are really not pleasant. Even with Limuru's temper, if he is stared at by the other party for so long, he will inevitably feel a burst of unhappiness.

"Rimru... right? Ah, this name is really difficult to pronounce."

Being addressed in this way by the other party, Limulu pursed her lips: "Yes, it's me."

He met Imaru Gin's eyes, without any fear because of the other party's identity: "Please find me, what can I do?"

Ichimaru Gin looked at Limuru for a while, and smiled abruptly: "You tried to summon your own Zanpakuto before, but it failed."

"Uh, there's nothing wrong with that."

Limulu nodded and admitted, completely unaware of the surging undercurrent hidden in such a sentence.

After all... when he was trying to summon his own Zanpakutō, only Rimuru himself was present, and the teacher in charge of distributing the Zanpakuto in the school.

Then the problem is coming.

How did Ichimaru Gin, the captain of the Bantei, who is supposed to have nothing to do with the ordinary Mao-sensei, know of such a secret matter?

This is really a frightening thing to think about.

But... was ignored by Limuru.

Because now he still doesn't know how important the Zanpakuto is to a god of death, and naturally he has no way of understanding how unreasonable it is for the appearance of Ichimaru Gin who stood in front of him and asked questions about it .

"So, do you want to get your own Zanpakuto?"

Ichimaru Gin's tone was flat, as if he was saying something like "today's weather is really nice".

This is a very simple bait, but surprisingly easy to use.Limulu became excited, and could no longer maintain her previous alienated appearance: "Can you help me?"

Limulu is not a naive child who is ignorant of the world, and he never thinks that there is any good thing in this world to fill in the pie.Being able to help others summon one's own Zanpakuto is a method that can be known to be extremely cherished as long as it sounds so good, and it is not known how much it will cost to achieve an equivalent exchange.

"What do you want me to do for this?"

Ichimaru Gin opened his eyes.

Those eyes were crimson blood, as if the blood had been collected in a glazed container, and then condensed into crystals, which were placed in his eyes, transparent and dangerous.

"Well, it's really on the right track."

Ichimaru Gin's eyes just opened, looked at Rimuru for a moment, and then closed again, as if the previous glance was just an illusion.

"That's a heavy price to pay, so it doesn't matter even if it's like that?"

Rimuru: "Of course."

After all, compared with Shire, other things are not enough to be called "things".

"Then come with me."

Ichimaru Gin actually didn't understand until now, he was just a freshman... Even if he showed amazing potential, why did Aizen let himself get in touch with the other party.

Didn't Hitsugaya Toshiro perform even more amazingly talented back then?But even so, Aizen only maintained a normal social distance for the former genius and current captain of the [-]th squad.

Even though he is one of the rare people who is very close to Aizen, Gin Ichimaru has to admit that he has no way to figure out what that dangerous man is thinking... what he is planning.

What he has been doing all along is the dangerous business of seeking skin from a tiger.

Then Ichimaru Gin noticed that the boy who was being targeted by Aizen followed his footsteps without any hesitation.

Ichimaru Gin:  …

Even though the current situation is that he is the group of evil forces who want to plot evil, but seeing this situation, he can't help but want to persuade Limulu earnestly, be a little more careful, young man.

Don't just follow people casually?

Really... not at all wary.

"Will Shunpo?"

Ichimaru silver asked.

This is actually a very unreasonable question, because now it is only a week before Limuru enters the school, and all the courses are just touched, and at most he has learned a little bit. It is too difficult to force the other party to be proficient in Shunpo.

However, when faced with Ichimaru Gin's question, Rimuru responded lightly: "Yes, I taught it in school."

Ichimaru Gin stopped talking and flew away.

Behind him, Limulu quickly followed.

They ran on the streets of Jinglingting at night without attracting anyone's attention.The houses on both sides were pulled away quickly behind them, and the final foothold was actually where the Sixth Division of Reaper was located.

Ichimaru silver skillfully turned in through the window, and greeted the man who was working at the desk without seeing anything else: "Captain Aizen, I brought you here."

"No one noticed on the road, Silver?"

"Haha, of course not."

After getting such an answer, Aizen turned his attention to Limuru, and showed him a gentle smile: "Limuru, right?"

This name is still a bit too special for the Japanese... The modern age that has withstood the impact and invasion of Western culture is fine, but for the old antiques in the world of corpses and souls who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, it is undoubtedly still a name. It's a bit of a mouthful.

Limulu: "You are the real person in charge, right? What price do I need to pay to get the Zanpakuto from you?"

"It doesn't need any price." Aizen pushed his glasses and smiled at him, "Or, this is an experiment."

"I helped you get Zanpakuto, and the data that this process itself can feed back to me is enough for this price."

Limulu was silent for a while: "Little white mouse?"

"But it can help you get what you dream of."

Aizen didn't deny it, just chuckled and left it to Limuru to make a decision.

In fact, he didn't think this matter would exceed his expectations.

It's been a long time since Aizen has encountered something out of his control... Maybe it was really surprising that Yoichi Yoruichi of Sifengin defected with Kisuke Urahara at the beginning, but it just delayed the end of the chess game Only a little bit.

That will not affect the final result, and there will be no variables in his subordinates.

"It doesn't matter, the mouse is a mouse! I agree! As long as you can get Zanpakuto!"

Limulu didn't hesitate or think too much at all, and quickly made a decision.

Aizen raised his eyebrows: "Can I ask? Why... are you so eager and enthusiastic about Zanpakuto?"

"It's just my personal curiosity. If it makes you feel inconvenient, then it's okay not to answer."

"Ah, it doesn't matter..." Limulu didn't feel anything, "Because for me, Shire is a relative, a half body, an indispensable existence that has always been by my side."

"He is a part of me, and my soul is complete because of Shire."

He laughed out loud.

"Not even death can separate us."

They had come out of death together.

Live to death.