What Kind of Dating Game Is This?

Now he understood that this cheat should require physical touch, and he just needed to go to the library to brush up on his knowledge sometime.

Why go through the trouble of learning something you can solve with a cheat program?

As he turned off his phone, he overheard Yumichika and Ikkaku's conversation, which piqued his curiosity, prompting him to ask.

Ikkaku leaned half his body over Yumichika and said seriously, "Yesterday after school, Shūhei went shopping in the shopping district and got beaten up by people from the school next door."

As he spoke, his eyes gleamed with excitement, "This whole shopping and entertainment street is our territory! Let's go after school and beat them to a pulp!"

"Oh, I see. You're helping your classmate get revenge? A few of you should be enough, I have to go to the library after school." Tokoyo Misao shook his head.

Although this world of Soul Reaper is quite strange, it's clear that Ikkaku is still a brave and fierce character, and he shouldn't be too bad at fighting. He should have no problem dealing with a few school thugs.

Add Renji Abarai Red-Haired Baboon, that's enough.

And to be honest, he's really not good at fighting.

"Ah, aren't you going? Without your leadership, the guys from other classes won't follow us." Ikkaku grinned. "Shūhei is being besieged; there are quite a few of them on the other side."

Although Misao was curious as to why people from other classes followed him when he went there, fighting was never a good idea, so he directly asked, "Didn't I say I was going to the library today? Or are you saying you can't handle them?"

"Ha, I can take them all down by myself!" Ikkaku raised his foot and slammed it on Yumichika's desk and table, pointing to his chest and shouting loudly.

"You bastard, put your feet down right now, they're filthy!" Yumichika roared angrily.

Thump! Thump! Mr. Kyōraku appeared beside the two of them without them noticing, and his huge fist slammed hard on their heads, making two crisp sounds.

"You two, go stand in the hallway."

"Oh." The two actually obediently got up and went to stand in the corridor as punishment.

This surprised even Misao. It was obvious that these two were troublemakers, yet they listened to Kyōraku- sensei so much.

"And you, don't get involved in those messy things. After graduation, all this so-called bravery and fighting will be meaningless. Only knowledge can take you further in society," Shunsui Kyōraku solemnly warned.

"I understand, teacher. A student's duty is to study." Tokoyo Misao nodded.

"You're still the same old you." Mr. Kyōraku said with a smile in a low voice, then turned around and went back to his seat.

Soon it was time for get out of class to end.

The Red-Haired Baboon, Renji Abarai rushed over, bowed deeply, and shouted, "Boss, wanna go eat?"

Misao glanced at the time subconsciously, surprised to find that it was already 11 o'clock after just one class. She was indeed a little hungry, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, let's go to the cafeteria together."

Upon hearing that Misao had agreed, Renji excitedly clenched his fist. "Yay!"

He turned around and walked ahead, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

As soon as they entered the corridor, Ikkaku and Yumichika joined Renji, and the three of them walked ahead to clear the way.

Along the way, many familiar faces seemed to want to come up and say hello, but these three guys glared at them fiercely.

Tokoyo Misao couldn't help but scratch his head, feeling like he was some kind of bully in the school.

The cafeteria seemed to be located outside the teaching building. As soon as the three people leading the way arrived at the playground, a group of people blocked their path.

Tokoyo Misao glanced at them curiously, and this time he quickly recognized all the visitors.

With those white hair and short stature, it must be Tōshirō Hitsugaya without a doubt.

The guy with orange hair next to him is, of course, Ichigo Kurosaki.

The tall, dark-skinned figure standing beside Ichigo was none other than Yasutora Sado.

The man on the far right, wearing glasses and with a cold expression, must be Uryū Ishida.

It turns out they were all first-year students.

Renji glared at Ichigo Kurosaki, who was leading the group, and exclaimed loudly, "First-year students, they don't even bow to their seniors? These freshmen these days have no manners at all!"

"We only bow to those who deserve respect," Uryū Ishida said coldly, adjusting his glasses.

"Ah, well said." Tōshirō Hitsugaya completely ignored Renji, walked around to the side, came to Misao's side, and bowed slightly.

"Boss Misao, please allow me to join Ichigo Kurosaki's team."

Huh? Tokoyo Misao was a little confused, and didn't understand what Tōshirō was saying at all.

Tōshirō looked up, his expression serious. "I've made up my mind, boss."

"Is that so?" Tokoyo Misao asked with a serious expression.

Although I don't know what Tōshirō is talking about, if he calls himself the boss, then he has to act like an older brother.

And since he's following Ichigo Kurosaki, it probably won't be anything bad.

Don't let his orange hair and somewhat fierce expression fool you; he's actually a good student.

Could it be that Tōshirō has decided to study hard?

Thinking this through, Misao nodded. "No problem, I will definitely support your decision."

Tōshirō's lips curled slightly. "Thank you Boss Misao." He turned around, giving Renji a cold glance, "I've finished speaking." Then he returned to the middle of Ichigo Kurosaki's team and stood still.

Tokoyo Misao was a little curious, so he stepped forward and asked, "So, is there anything else you need?"

Ichigo Kurosaki pointed to his heart, roaring as if making a vow, "I will stand at the pinnacle of Gotei High School!"

"Oh, that's pretty good, keep it up." Tokoyo Misao gently patted Ichigo Kurosaki on the shoulder, walked towards the cafeteria across the street, and waved. "Do your best!"

Sure enough, this orange-haired guy was just as I thought—a studious fellow.

To become the top student in the whole school, you really have to work hard.

However, compared to my own extraordinary abilities, no amount of hard work in studying would be of any use.

"You!" Ichigo Kurosaki turned around abruptly, his fists clenched.

"Stop it. You're not qualified to challenge Boss Misao yet," Tōshirō said softly from the side.

"I have to admit, Tokoyo is indeed not a match we can challenge right now," Uryū Ishida said, adjusting his glasses.

"What we need to do now is to integrate the first grade, so that we are qualified to challenge the second grade."

However, Ichigo and the other freshmen all wanted to challenge Tokoyo- senpai, especially Soi Fon, the class president of Class A, and Momo Hinamori, the vice-class president of Class Hinamori. They had already made a bold statement that they would definitely defeat Tokoyo- senpai before graduation.

Similarly, the class monitor of Class B, Nemu, is said to have led her class in beating up thugs from several surrounding schools every day in order to challenge her Tokoyo, Changshi.

"I heard that a senior from Class 2-F got beaten up in the shopping street yesterday?" Tōshirō asked.

Uryū Ishida nodded in response. "That's right, this is their revenge, but they've targeted the wrong person. Anyway, Class D needs to take care of these competitors first."

Ichigo Kurosaki clenched his fists and palms, his face full of confidence. "No problem, we'll definitely take them all down before the school festival."

There was a long queue in the cafeteria. Tokoyo Misao Renji, who was trying to cut in line. "What are you doing?"

Renji immediately apologized loudly, "I have overstepped my bounds, Boss Misao."

His roar drew the attention of the students in line and the cafeteria lady serving the food.

A sudden burst of discussion arose.

"Huh? Isn't that the legendary Tokoyo- senpai?"

Wow! It really is him! It really is him!

"Waaaaah, he's so handsome in person! He seems even more handsome than when he was a freshman a year ago!"

"Hmph, what do you guys know? Senior Tokoyo didn't rely on his looks; his strength and masculinity are unparalleled."

Misao's hearing seemed to be quite good, as he heard all the discussions in the entire cafeteria. He hadn't expected his evaluation to be so high.

However, it's not very comfortable to stand here like this and be stared at like a monkey by my classmates all the time.

He patted Renji on the shoulder. "Line up properly." Then he stepped forward.

But just as they approached the end of the line, the boy in front suddenly stepped aside, bowed deeply, and shouted, "Senior Tokoyo, please."

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Misao replied hesitantly.

"It is my honor to give up my seat to Senior Tokoyo." The student stood stiffly upright, shouting excitedly.

"Thank you." Tokoyo Misao looked closely at his face, and a name came to mind, "Hanatarō Yamada."

"Huh?" Hanatarō Yamada's eyes widened; he seemed utterly shocked and immediately bowed. "It's Tokoyo- senpai."

At this moment, another round of discussion broke out.

"How does Tokoyo know Yamada's name?"

After a brief discussion, the cafeteria suddenly fell completely silent.

"Senior Tokoyo, please." The student in front made way again.

Tokoyo Misao carefully examined the other person's face, then smiled and replied, "Thank you, Rikichi."

Wow! No way? Could it be...?

The students in line turned around one after another and shouted, "Senior Tokoyo, please go ahead."

Having come this far, Misao had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue, frantically matching the faces and names of the people in front of him in his mind.

"Thank you, Akiyoshi Jōkishō."

"Thank you, Zennosuke Kurumadani."

"Thank you, Toshimori Umesada."

After thanking everyone along the way, I finally arrived at the cafeteria window.

A beautifully presented bento box has already been placed by the window.

"Tokoyo Shi, this bento box is only 520 yen!" The cafeteria lady said softly, her body slightly swaying.

Tokoyo Misao paid without saying a word, said thank you, and ran away.

I simply can't stand staying in this cafeteria anymore.

After leaving the cafeteria, he shook off Renji and ran to the foot of a teaching building.

However, this teaching building is not a single-story building like the one in the second grade; instead, it is a normal three-story reinforced concrete teaching building.

He looked up and saw what appeared to be someone waving at him from the rooftop.

After thinking for a moment, I went into the teaching building, climbed the stairs all the way to the rooftop, and pushed open the door.

A man with brown hair, wearing glasses, and sporting a kind smile stood on the edge of the rooftop and said with a smile:

"It seems you still remember our agreement, Tokoyo Shi."

Huh? When did I make a promise with Sōsuke Aizen?

Chapter 228 What Kind of Love Game Is This?

Sōsuke Aizen turned around, took two steps, and stood in front of the iron railing, his eyes seemingly looking into nowhere.

"Now that you're here, let's get down to business."

Tokoyo Misao opened his lunchbox, took out a plump and juicy chicken leg, took a bite, and said while chewing, "I shouldn't have come."

With a gulp, he swallowed a piece of chicken leg meat, his eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth again to take a big bite.

Sōsuke Aizen seemed not to have heard him and spoke directly:

"Karakura Town has seven high schools, but its college entrance rate is among the lowest in the country, and it was even once known as an abandoned city. Why do you think that is?"

Gurgle.

Misao licked the grease from the corner of his mouth. "Why?"

Sōsuke Aizen and looked up at the sky:

"That's because these people in power are inactive. They're only thinking about getting by in the moment, and all they can see are the immediate benefits at hand. They're short-sighted and have no ambition."

How can towering trees grow when such a group of people control the city's resources?

Misao put the chicken bone in his mouth, tried to bite it, and crunch! He actually crushed it. Then he shoveled a couple of mouthfuls of rice into his mouth. "But we're still students, all we can do is study, right?"

Sōsuke Aizen turned around, smiling, and said, "That's right, that's why I invited you to study hard with me, get into the best university in the world, enter the upper echelons, replace those incompetent fools, and make this world a better place."

Misao tilted his head. "You want to be prime minister?"