Death: This Death is not serious

"Matsuki, here I come."

Matsumoto Rangiku couldn't hide her excitement as she looked at the rising star of the Spiritual Arts Academy who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in front of her, stroking her Zanpakutō with her hands. A puzzled expression soon appeared on her face.

Although it had been less than a day since Mayu got her Zanpakutō, the relationship between the two was unusually good, so good that it made her feel a little subtle.

She knew Mayu had always wanted a Zanpakutō, and she also knew that Mayu would love it after getting it.

But she never thought that a Zanpakutō could fascinate Mayu so much!

"Matsuki, did you ask me to come here just to let me see this? I'm going to be angry!" She puffed up her face angrily and patted Mayu's face with her hand.

I'm standing here. Although I haven't grown up yet, this is not a reason for you to soak up a knife!

As if to keep this suddenly appearing vixen away from Mayu, she deliberately sat in Mayu's arms.

"My dear, you like me, right?"

"...I never thought that under the innocent face and conservative clothes of Wanxiang Senra, there is such a graceful figure. It's amazing...Ah, yes, Rangiku, I like you."

Matsuki, who was still mumbling in a daze, suddenly shuddered, and her erratic eyes immediately became firm, and she hugged Rangiku's slender waist with both hands.

"Matsuki, you didn't do anything excessive to the Zanpakutō, did you? The Zanpakutō is the extension of the soul of the god of death, and it has a different body and a similar heart with the god of death!"

Rangiku looked at Mayuki with contempt.

"Of course I know, but the situation of Wanxiang Senra is a little special..."

"Special, what's special about it? Isn't the relationship between the god of death and the Zanpakutō like this?"

"I don't know how to explain it. I can only say that she is not me."

Nonsense!

Rangiku couldn't accept this statement at all. It was completely different from what was in the textbook. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Are you trying to find an excuse for your strange behavior? Don't think I don't know. You lied all the time. You lied to me before and said you went out to collect debts, but you actually went to the lady next door!"

"I promise I'm telling the truth this time. I have a bottom line, okay?" Mayu patted her chest and said indignantly, "After all, doing that to yourself is too weird no matter how you think about it."

Matsumoto Rangiku looked suspicious, and then seemed to realize something and froze there.

An incredible thought came to her mind...

If this Zanpakutō is independent, can she really...

Impossible, what can a Zanpakutō without a physical body do? Isn't Mayu afraid of pain?

Mayu stretched out two fingers and tapped her forehead, comforting her:

"Okay, don't think about it if you can't figure it out. Even I don't understand it myself. Just practice with peace of mind. You are so lazy and don't exercise every day, and you won't grow taller."

Rangiku slowly lay on Mayu, holding her tightly with her petite palms, and their bodies pressed together.

A vague sense of urgency burst out from her heart, and she suddenly wanted this body to grow up quickly.

Looking at the increasingly solemn expression on Rangiku's face, Mayu suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

…………

Seireitei, the First Team's dormitory.

The dean of the Spiritual Arts Academy stood in front of the gate, excitedly explaining his purpose to the team members guarding the gate.

A Shinigami entered the dormitory to report, and after a while, he invited the dean in.

He has been the dean for hundreds of years, but the First Team's dormitory is not something he can enter casually.

Although Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni is the head coach of Genjijuku and the first president of the Shinō Academy, the Shinō Academy is an independent educational institution outside the Gotei 13 and does not belong to the First Division.

On the way to the captain's lounge, patrolling Shinigami of the First Division can be seen everywhere.

Occasionally, the messenger of the Second Division, the Fifth Division, the Shinō Academy suddenly appears and disappears.

When the dean walks on the road, the Shinigami along the way will salute him, and he will nod in return with a stern face.

The Shinigami of the Gotei 13 are basically graduates of the Shinō Academy, and these Shinigami can be counted as his students.

The dean walked through the yard, took off his shoes in front of a room, and stepped onto the wooden floor inside.

He walked to a porch, cleared his throat, and said loudly:

"Your Excellency the Captain-General, the president of the Shinō Academy, Sato Keito greets you."

"Come in." A vigorous and serious voice came from the room.

"Excuse me." The dean nodded respectfully and opened the door to enter.

This was a small room with swords hanging on the wall and a wooden tea table in the middle, on which were placed various exquisite tea sets.

Behind the tea table, an old man with a calm and slightly kind demeanor sat quietly..

His narrowed eyes opened a little, revealing a head with two long scars on the forehead, with the same hairstyle as the dean, wearing a Shinigami suit, and a wide white haori with a Kyoto purple lining.

In the diamond-shaped black thick line frame on the haori, there is a big "one".

This old man is the captain of the First Squadron, the captain of the Gotei 13, the strongest god of death in a thousand years, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!

"Captain-in-Chief!"

The dean knelt on one knee without hesitation when he saw the old man.

Only an elderly god of death like him knows how ruthless this seemingly kind old man in front of him was when he was young.

"What are you doing here?"

"I found a genius in the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, a very excellent genius, who completed the Shikai on the first day and reached the sixth level of spiritual power."

The dean deliberately emphasized the word "excellent" and took out a document from his arms and handed it to Yamamoto.

"This genius is called Aozaki Shingetsu, and here is his profile."

Soon, along with the sound of pages turning, the dean's heartbeat became faster and faster.

"Is he willing to graduate early and join the Gotei 13?"

Hearing this, the dean was slightly stunned.

Why would the captain ask such a question?

Aozaki Shingetsu has only been enrolled for two days, and today is his first class. Although he is extremely talented, the basic training has not yet begun, so it is too early for him to graduate.

The Spiritual Arts Academy mainly teaches techniques and knowledge, which are not something that can be learned naturally with high spiritual pressure.

If he graduates early now, even if Aozaki Shingetsu is a genius, he is still a blank slate, and it will be difficult for him to learn all the knowledge and skills he should learn after joining the Gotei 13.

After all, the job of the Gotei 13 is, to put it bluntly, a job for money.

Every Shinigami has his own things to do, and which team member can teach students as attentively as the teachers of the Spiritual Arts Academy.

Unless you are a noble and have received elite education since childhood, whether it is family management, death skills, or power struggles, you have learned everything you should and should not learn, and graduating early will not affect it.

Fortunately, he has not been the dean for hundreds of years in vain. He did his homework before coming here and had already thought of various problems.