Chapter 147 Doesn’t look like a good person (4K please vote for me)
A few days later.
Seireitei, the gate of the fifth division team building.
Aizen stopped and looked at the figure in front of him in surprise: "Captain? It's really rare for you to be dressed so neatly. Is this...?"
The man in front of him has yellow hair and always has a half-smiling expression. Even if he is wearing the captain's haori, he still gives people a casual and not serious feeling. He is the fifth division of the Gotei Thirteenth Division. Captain—Hirako Mako.
“Where are you going, Aizen?”
"Ah, today is the day of the entrance ceremony for the new students of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy. You know I go there every year to see if there are any outstanding new students and guide them into our fifth division."
Hirako Mako smiled: "Well, you have worked really hard. As the captain, I have to share your work occasionally. Let's work together."
Aizen showed a hint of surprise: "Captain, you are not the most annoying...ah, no, I'm sorry."
"No, no, no, it's nothing. I really don't want to listen to the captain's long speech. Generally, other captains will not suffer at the freshman entrance ceremony." Hirako Mako showed a somewhat weird smile: "But my vice-captain was punished because of this. I've been in a state of confusion for several days, and I'm somewhat curious."
“Really?” Aizen asked in surprise.
“Am I so obvious? Yes, this new student may indeed have an interesting child that I care about.
Do you still remember my last mission to the human world? That time, I happened to meet a talented child and held a soul burial for him. "
“That’s it.” Hirako Mako said, “My vice-captain never forgets it, so of course I want to take a look.”
“Then let’s go, captain.”
The captain and deputy captains were in harmony. Mako Hirako had a meaningful smile on his face, until he was walking and was suddenly stepped on by a flying kick!
It flew out with a thud!
“Hahaha, idiot! The sneak attack was successful!”
A little girl who was less than 140cm tall and had two blond hair braided into the sky laughed proudly, and Pingzi, who hit a wall and hit a bag, jumped up in anger.
“Hiyori! What are you doing?!”
“Shortly~” Hiyori made a face: “Idiot Mako, where are you going? Whose funeral are you going to, dressed so neatly?”
Aizen said with an unfamiliar smile: "The captain is taking me to attend the entrance ceremony for the new students of Mao Spiritual Arts Academy."
Neither of them listened to him.
Hirako Mako looked dangerous, Hiyori continued to provoke, and soon they were fighting.
Aizen looked a little helpless and said: "Vice Captain Hiyori...Captain, we are almost too late."
…
“Yono, we’re going to be too late!”
Ji Xing straightened his pure white Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy uniform top in front of the mirror, and said to his roommate Li Muqin, whom he had just met next to him: "It's okay, we still have at least half an hour."
Limu Qinyi is a 'freshman' who looks similar to Ji Xing in age, but has actually been a spirit for more than 15 years and took four exams before enrolling.
He still maintained his outward appearance and said hastily: "Today is the first day. The first day of school. Those noble students said that even the legendary captain will come to attend the entrance ceremony. Hurry up, Yono, go early. , leaving a good impression on the teachers and captain.”
“Okay, okay, let’s go.”
Ji Xing has not experienced student life for a long time since Kexue World, and for a while he was really not used to the student mentality.
When he arrived at the square in front of the building more than 20 minutes early, he found that many freshmen had arrived, faintly divided into two teams.
Not men and women, but nobles and commoners.
In the noble team, the new students are obviously more calm and have learned about the life of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy in advance, while the civilian drifting souls appear to be more nervous and expectant.
The number of people is not that large. Although new souls enter Soul Society every moment, there are only a very small number of people who have the qualifications to become a **** of death.
Until now, the number of Shinigami in the Gotei Thirteen Corps has only remained at about 6,000, of which about 200 are captains, and most of the rest are ordinary Shinigami.
The number of freshmen in the same class generally does not exceed 200, and after six years, it would be good if a quarter of them could successfully graduate and become gods of death.
Ji Xing’s current class has only 164 people.
There were more and more people, and he paid attention to the appearance of each new student, but he could not see any familiar face among them.
Suddenly, a blond noble boy raised his voice and said: "Although the number of our new students this time is not large, I heard that there is one with sixth-level spiritual pressure and two with fifth-level spiritual pressure. The spirit of spiritual pressure. One of them has the fifth level of spiritual pressure. I am my name is Imamura Mamoru. Who are the other two?"
These words actually arouse hatred, as if people under the fifth and sixth levels of spiritual pressure are ignored.
There is disgust, envy, and curiosity.
Limuchin was very envious and whispered in Ji Xing's ear: "Really, I only have the second level of spiritual pressure... By the way, what level are you, Yono?"
He saw Ji Xing raise his hand: "I, I am the sixth level of spiritual pressure, Yono Masashi."
The surrounding area was silent for a moment.
"Are they actually civilians?" After a few seconds, whispers gradually emerged, and Limuchin stared blankly: "Really, really! You, why didn't you tell me?!"
Ji Xing smiled and said, "You didn't even ask."
…”
Imamura Mamoru also looked over. He was not hostile at all. He just nodded in greeting, as if he regarded Ji Xing as his opponent, and said, "Is there another classmate with fifth-level reiatsu?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one responded.
“Hey, haven’t you come yet?”
At this moment, a girl with glasses, black hair, and a well-behaved appearance suddenly ran in a panic from a distance. She was more than ten meters away. When she looked up, she suddenly found that everyone's eyes were focused on her. She was so frightened that she almost tripped. .
“I, am I late?” she said timidly.
It can’t be her, right? Everyone looked back.
Ji Xing felt a little familiar, and recalled briefly: "Oh... Ise Nanao?"
The future vice-captain of Division 8 and a powerful female secretary is now just a timid little girl, and she finally has an ‘acquaintance’ among her classmates.
Soon, someone more familiar came.
A strong old man with white eyebrows and white beard, a cross scar on his head, and a cane appeared in front of the freshmen team in an instant. A faint pressure pressed on all the freshmen, causing them to instantly silence and focus on one. .
He is none other than the captain of the Gotei 13, the founder and principal of the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy, and the strongest Shinigami in the past millennium, Genryu Sai Shigekuni Yamamoto!
With his appearance, a series of Death Gods wearing Death Tyrant costumes also appeared on both sides of him. They were all teachers from the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, and they greeted him respectfully: "Captain!"
Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni's cane hiding his Zanpakutō was pushed heavily to the ground, his eyes swept over all the freshmen, and he said solemnly: "The 715th freshman entrance ceremony of Mao Spiritual Arts Academy has begun!"
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“Ah, I’m late. I’m late.”
In the corner outside the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, Hirako Mako said helplessly: "It's all your fault, Hiyori."
“Idiot! Who asked you to fight back!”
Hirako Mako was too lazy to pay attention to her, and looked at the captain and the freshmen team who were speaking from a distance: "Aizen, are the freshmen you are paying attention to inside?"
Aizen smiled: "Ah, yes."
“Which one? Point it to me with your spirit son.”
Aizen shook his head helplessly and pointed it out to him.
Hirako Mako glanced over: "Well, it does look like it has good spiritual pressure, but it doesn't look like... anything special?"
Hiyori raised an eyebrow: "Yes, he is just an ordinary child."
Hirako Mako’s eyes squinted: “Child?”
Hiyori in 133 was furious: “Idiot?!”
…
Ji Xing was listening carefully to the captain's speech, just like other new students, even though the old man was only talking about the glory and history of Soul Society.
This old man who symbolizes the history of the Soul Society has extremely powerful power. It is difficult to compare with different worldviews. In most fights, Kaguya, who is shameless and capable, will win, but Ji Xing feels that the value of the starlight he represents is not necessarily lower than that of Kaguya.
Reversely release your own spiritual pressure to attract his attention? Ji Xing thinks this is not a good idea.
With this little bit of spiritual pressure I have...
咚!
Suddenly, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni stopped speaking, and his crutches hit the ground again. An even greater pressure pressed on all the freshmen. Many of them showed pain and discomfort, and Ji Xing's breathing was stagnant.
“Hirako Mako!” he said in a low voice.
Three figures appeared in response to his voice, and said respectfully in front of him: "Captain!"
“If you want to attend the entrance ceremony, stand behind me.” said the captain.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'm rude." Makoto Hirako apologized repeatedly, stood still, and only glanced sideways at Hiyori quietly. It's all your fault!
Hiyori’s forehead was throbbing with veins, but she didn’t dare to act arrogantly in front of the captain.
After the three people stood up behind them, the spiritual pressure that unconsciously leaked out of the captain's body was retracted. The freshmen's expressions relaxed, and the respectful expressions on their faces became stronger. At the same time, they looked at the three newcomers curiously, who... Is he the captain of the fifth division?
Ji Xing felt numb.
Because Aizen was smiling at him.
I really want to escape, but I can't.
He could only respond with a slightly surprised expression and continue to listen to the captain's speech.
It wasn’t until more than an hour later that the freshman ceremony ended, the captain left, and the team disbanded. They had to go to the building and were divided into classes.
Li Muqin looked excited, followed Ji Xing, and whispered to him: "We are in the same dormitory, so we must be in the same class, right? Will civilians and nobles be separated? But then again, you This guy actually has the sixth level of spiritual pressure, which is really enviable..."
They paused mid-sentence, because a figure wearing a Death Tyrant uniform appeared in front of them, and the students around them also stopped and looked at him.
“That one is…”
"just now…"
"Let's get to know each other again. I am the deputy captain of the fifth division, Aizen Sosuke." Aizen looked at Ji Xing and said, "Remember me, right? Young man."
"Of course, Vice-Captain!" Ji Xing said with respect, lowering his head.
"I look forward to your performance in the Mao Spiritual Arts Academy and becoming a Shinigami as soon as possible. The fifth team welcomes you to join." Aizen smiled and said: "Of course, if you have other choices, I won't mind."
“Yes, thank you!” Ji Xing replied.
“Come on.” Aizen disappeared in an instant.
The quiet environment around him suddenly became noisy, and a series of surprised eyes fell on Ji Xing.
“I was...”
“Is this the sixth level of spiritual pressure?”
"so envious!"
“The vice-captain of the fifth division? You look very gentle...”
Beside him, Limuchin grabbed Ji Xing's shoulders and said in a low voice: "Damn it! You guy... actually know a vice-captain? How many things have you hidden from everyone!"
Ji Xing shook his head and explained to everyone: "No, it just happened that when I was still alive, Lord Aizen held my soul burial."
All the new students were suddenly enlightened and still envious.
“I see, you must be very lucky. It’s the sixth level of spiritual pressure, and the vice-captain is here to bury your soul and invite you to join the team in advance.” Li Muqin’s eyes turned red.
lucky? Would you like to change with me?
Ji Xing sighed.
There was nothing left to chance, Aizen even took it upon himself to put his stamp on it.
Must have noticed something strange about me, God of Fire Kagura Mai? That thing is just an ordinary sacrificial dance in this world and is of no use.
Or maybe he noticed me earlier but just kept hiding in the dark? Is there anything else unusual about me?
Ji Xing reviewed the scenes on the day of the invasion.
I can’t think of anything, there are so many ways that I am different from ordinary young souls!
Now, what should I do?
Xu and Wenzi, hiding themselves, lurking around Aizen, looking for opportunities?
Isn’t that Ichimaru Gin? After hiding for more than a hundred years, I finally got the chance to almost kill Aizen. So do I? I can not.
I don’t have that kind of forbearance and level.
My acting skills are okay, but I can deceive ordinary people, Aizen? Impossible to cheat.
As long as you get close to him, your hostility and wariness will eventually be seen through by him!
makes him more curious and attentive.
The word "death" is on the forehead!
Then...he suddenly smiled with relief in his heart.
In this case, let’s be direct.
I won’t die anyway!
He whispered to Limuchin: "That's what I said, but I don't know why, but I always feel that this deputy captain Aizen... doesn't look like a good person."
"...?!" Limuchin glared, let go of Ji Xing, and took two steps away. What did you say? !
…
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In the distance, two bursts of laughter suddenly sounded at the same time. Hirako Mako and Hiyori moved in sync, then looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Hirako Mako: "Aizen, you are so right. He is indeed an interesting young man, very sharp, hahahaha..."
"Haha, hahahaha, yes, I like him! I want to take him to the 12th Division, you are not allowed to fight with me, idiot Mako!"
Aizen's eyes were a little surprised and he pushed up his glasses, right? is that so?
He said helplessly and a little aggrievedly: "Captain, Vice-Captain Hiyori, you... this young man seems to have misunderstood me..."
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(End of this chapter)