Chapter 5: Not like a good person (please vote for 4K)
A few days later.
Seireitei, the main 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 off a casual and not serious feeling. He is the fifth division of the Gotei 13th 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 will go there every year to see if there are any outstanding new students and guide them into our fifth division."
Hirako Mako smiled: "Then 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, aren't you 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 present world? That time, I happened to meet a talented child and held a soul burial for him."
"That's it." Mako Hirako 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, and Mako Hirako had a meaningful smile on his face, until he was walking and was suddenly stepped on by a flying foot!
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. Hirako, who hit a wall and hit a bag, jumped up in anger.
"Hiyori! What are you doing?!"
"Slightly~" Hiyori made a face: "Idiot Mako, where are you going? Whose funeral are you going to, dressed so neatly?"
Aizen smiled with a familiar smile: "The captain is taking me to attend the entrance ceremony for the freshmen of Zhenou Spiritual Arts Academy."
Neither of them listened to him.
Hirako Mako had a dangerous look on his face, Hiyori continued to provoke, and soon they were fighting.
Aizen looked helpless and said: "Vice Captain Hiyori... Captain, we are going to be too late."
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"Yono, we are 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."
Rimu Chinichi 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 the 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.
Arriving 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 common people's souls appear to be more nervous and expectant.
The number of people is not 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 god of death.
Until now, the number of Shinigami in the Gotei 13 has only remained at about 6,000, of which about 200 are captains and chairmen, and most of the rest are ordinary Shinigami.
There are generally no more than 200 freshmen in the same class, and after six years, it would be good if a quarter of them could successfully graduate and become Shinigami.
There are only 164 people in Ji Xing’s class this time.
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 one of them has the sixth level of spiritual pressure, and two have the fifth level.
The spirit of spiritual pressure. One of them has the fifth level of spiritual pressure. My name is Imamura Mamoru. Who are the other two?"
These words are actually quite hateful, as if people who are under the fifth or sixth level of spiritual pressure are being ignored.
There is disgust, envy, and curiosity.
Li Muqin 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?"
Then Ji Xing raised his hand: "I, I am the sixth level of spiritual pressure, Yono Masashi."
The surrounding area became 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, but 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 over in the 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 stumbled.
.
"Am I late?" she said timidly.
Couldn't it be her? Everyone looked away.
However, Ji Xing felt that it looked 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.
The 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, making them all silence for an instant, and their eyes focused on one.
.
He is none other than the captain of the Gotei 13, the founder and principal of the Mao Spiritual Arts Academy, and the strongest Shinigami in the past millennium, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni!
As he appeared, a series of Death Gods in Death Overlord costumes also appeared on both sides of him. They were all teachers from the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, and they greeted him respectfully: "Captain-in-Chief!"
Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni's cane hiding his Zanpakutō hit the ground heavily, 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 told you to fight back!"
Mako Hirako 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."
"This..." Aizen said, "When the captain is speaking, such an action is really a bit rude, isn't it?"
"It's okay, it's okay. The commander-in-chief knew it when we showed up here. We've already been rude, so don't worry about being rude further."
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 at 133 was furious: "Idiot?!"
…
Ji Xing was listening carefully to the captain's speech, just like other freshmen, even though the old man was only talking about the glory and history of Soul Society.
This old man who symbolizes the history of Soul Society possesses 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 may not be lower than that of Kaguya.
Release his spiritual pressure in reverse to attract his attention? Ji Xing thinks this is not a good idea.
Just this little bit of spiritual pressure I have...
Boom!
Suddenly, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni stopped speaking, and his crutches hit the ground again. An even greater pressure fell on all the freshmen. Many of them showed pain and discomfort on their faces, and Ji Xing's breathing was stagnant.
"Hirako Mako!" he said in a low voice.
Three figures appeared with his voice and said respectfully in front of him: "Captain!"
"If you want to attend the entrance ceremony, stand behind me." the captain said.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'm rude." Hirako Mako 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 be presumptuous in front of the captain.
After the three people stood up behind them, the spiritual pressure that unconsciously leaked out from the captain's body was recovered. The freshmen's expressions relaxed, and the respectful expressions on their faces became more intense. 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 be divided into classes.
Li Muqin looked excited, followed Ji Xing, and whispered to him: "We are in the same dormitory, so we must be assigned to 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 stopped talking for a moment, 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, "You still remember me, right? Young man."
"Of course, Vice Captain!" Ji Xing lowered his head and said with respect.
"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 surroundings suddenly became noisy, and a series of surprised glances fell on Ji Xing.
"I was just..."
"Is this the sixth level of spiritual pressure?"
"So envious!"
"The vice-captain of the fifth division? You look very gentle..."
Next to him, Li Muqin grabbed Ji Xing's shoulders and said in a low voice: "Damn it! You guy... you actually know a vice-captain? How much 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 stunned 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.
Are you lucky? Would you like to trade with me?
Ji Xing sighed.
There was nothing left to chance, Aizen even stepped forward to put his label on himself.
You must have discovered something strange about me, the God of Fire Kagura Dance? That thing is just an ordinary sacrificial dance in this world and is of no use.
In other words, he noticed me earlier and just kept hiding in the dark? Is there anything else unusual about me?
Ji Xing replays the scenes on the day of the invasion.
I can’t think of anything, but there are so many ways that I am different from ordinary young souls!
Now, what should I do?
Xu and Yu, hiding themselves, lurking around Aizen, looking for opportunities?
Isn't that Gin Ichimaru? He hid it for more than a hundred years and finally got the chance to almost kill Aizen. The same goes for me? I can't do it.
I don't have that kind of forbearance and level.
My acting skills are okay, but I can deceive ordinary people. Aizen? It's impossible to deceive.
As long as you get close to him, your hostility and wariness will eventually be seen through by him!
It will make 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 go straight to it.
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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Pfft——
In the distance, two bursts of laughter suddenly sounded at the same time. Mako Hirako 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, sharp enough, hahahaha..."
"Haha, hahahaha, yes, I like him! I want to take him to the 12th Division, you are not allowed to snatch him from me, idiot Mako!"
There was some surprise in Aizen's eyes 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 some misunderstandings about me..."
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