Things began to develop in an unexpected direction. Yota met the two people in front of them and entered a state of tension. They wanted to persuade but didn't know where to start.
After all, both parties are acquaintances and have a good relationship. More importantly, he doesn't understand what they are talking about about research!
"Okay, I'll go right away. You two calm down. There must be some misunderstanding here and we can resolve it!"
Yota quickly got up, used his fastest Shunpo, and rushed to the Spirit Arts Academy.
He really couldn't understand how Senjumaru and Lin Nan could not be attracted to each other even though they had only met for less than an hour.
Really, wasn't the original purpose of collecting intelligence? Are these two naturally at odds with each other?
Shihoin House's Shunpo and Hakuda skills are well-deserved. The Soul Reaper team members stationed everywhere in Seireitei didn't even notice that a vague figure flashed past.
Kyoraku and Ukitake were discussing with each other in the dormitory how to develop Shikai's abilities, when suddenly their vision blurred. When they looked closer, Shihoin Yota was already squatting at the window of the two of them, panting.
"Mr. Yota! Why did you come so suddenly?" Kyoraku was very surprised.
The noble young master did not go through the door, but chose to enter through the window? If word spread, how could he still have the dignity of being a noble?
Yota didn't care to adjust his breathing, and pointed hurriedly behind him. "Ukitake, come with me immediately! Lin Nan is over there with Stealth Force, there is trouble!"
Kyoraku and Ukitake looked at each other, confused.
Isn't Stealth Force the newly formed action organization of Shihoin House? How could Lin Nan encounter trouble there? Moreover, after encountering trouble, the young master of Shihoin House came to report it in person?
"Young Master, could it be that Stealth Force has rebelled?" Kyoraku asked tentatively.
Yota's expression froze, and then he asked, "If that's the case, what's the point of me coming to you two?"
"That's right..." Kyoraku shrank his head and stuck out his tongue. "Then what happened to Lin Nan?"
Ukitake looked at the fine beads of sweat on Yota's forehead and reminded, "Mr. Yota came here in such a hurry, there must be some troublesome things. Let's go first, we can talk on the way!"
Kyoraku saw this and quickly grabbed his Zanpakuto: "I'm going too! I can help with anything!"
Yota nodded. "Then you should follow closely! I'm afraid that if I go back late, there will be a fight over there!"
The three people jumped out of the window and flew quickly along the roof. In order to take care of Kyoraku and Ukitake, Yota slowed down specially.
This time, many Soul Reapers standing guard along the way noticed them. Originally, according to regulations, no team members or college students were allowed to use Shunpos on their way in Seireitei. But after seeing Yotas faces, they still chose to let them go unconditionally.
After Yota left, Lin Nan looked around with an indifferent expression, and then asked seemingly casually, "Is there anything to eat?"
Shutara Senjumaru glanced at him sideways. "Even if there is, why should I give it to you?"
"Just because you can't guess me. Besides, I haven't been convicted now, so I'm still your guest anyway. If the guest is hungry, it's right for the host to provide something to eat, right?"
Everything he said made sense, but Senjumaru was helpless. She impatiently stretched out her bone hand and pulled a metal handle on the wall behind her.
After a faint buzzing sound, two plates of snacks slid out from the hidden compartments on the wall. They were brightly colored and exquisitely shaped mochi and confectionery, which looked like girls' favorite snacks.
Lin Nan picked up a piece, looked at it carefully, and deliberately asked, "How long has this thing been hidden behind the mechanism? It won't expire, right?"
Senjumaru was helpless towards Lin Nan and was dissatisfied with the boss in his heart. He was aroused by his words and stood up angrily. "Eat it if you like it, or I will starve to death if you don't!"
After saying that, she turned around suddenly and walked away.
Lin Nan showed a proud smile at the corner of his mouth, secretly broke off a piece of mochi as big as a fingernail and hid it in the palm of his hand, and then stuffed most of the rest into his mouth.
Of course he wasn't really hungry. He just needed to find something that could be broken into small pieces.
Watching Senjumaru tinkering with the loom in a rage, Lin Nan couldn't help but feel a little funny for no reason. While deliberately making a loud chewing sound to stimulate the other party, he secretly carried out Reishi transformation on the small piece of mochi in the palm of his hand.
The smaller the size, the faster the transformation.
Senjumaru was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help but say, "Can you please be quieter when you eat? I'm being very polite by not tying you up, so please be polite."
Lin Nan threw the fruit into his mouth nonchalantly. "I'm sorry, people from Rukongai don't have much dining etiquette, which made you laugh."
Senjumaru was so angry that she wanted to use Zanpakuto, but her reason still calmed her down. She was also looking forward to seeing how Lin Nan would break her expectations.
After all, this white-haired man is the first person to go beyond his own judgment in so long.
Even though he was still a student in the college, he showed no reaction to his own spiritual pressure attacks; even though his lies had been exposed and he was facing accusations of collaborating with the enemy, he still managed to feast in front of him as if nothing had happened.
And the food looks so delicious.
...Senjumaru Suddenly I felt like I was a little hungry too?
In less than twenty minutes, sweaty Yota appeared at the door of Senjumaru with equally sweaty Kyoraku and Ukitake.
"People, I brought them." Yota was almost speechless.
Lin Nan looked at him, then at the unfinished snacks on the plate in front of him, and said a little bit unbearably, "Why do you have to run so fast? I'm not in a hurry here, you see I haven't finished the snacks yet."
Yota held his knees and panted while saying, "I'm late, I'm afraid you two will fight."
Lin Nan stepped forward and helped him sit down at the table. He took a plate of snacks and placed them in front of him. "Take a break and eat some snacks. Shutara Squadron Leader's snacks are a bit small, but they taste good."
Kyoraku and Ukitake, who were panting on the side, looked at the scene in front of them with some confusion.
The woman with four skeletal hands on her back was quietly fiddling with the machine not far away, while Lin Nan was sitting at the table eating snacks with a leisurely expression.
Doesn't this look like there is any trouble?
"Captain Shutara, my friend is here. He was injured not long ago, and the scar on his chest is still there. You can check it first."
Senjumaru didn't look back. "There is no need to check, after all, the injury can be faked."
"Then the traces of spiritual pressure caused by Soul Art on the wound can't be fake, right?" Lin Nan was not angry at all because of Senjumaru's words, and said calmly:
"Of course, you can also say that this is a joint effort between us and the rebels. But if you really say that, it involves slander."
Senjumaru glanced slightly sideways and said, "Thousands of words have been said, but in the final analysis you still have no actual physical evidence - I said that oral medicine that can restore spiritual pressure does not exist at all."
"Really? Haha, look, what is this?" Lin Nan gently placed a small pill on the table with a half-smile.
He quietly injected some spiritual pressure into it beforehand. At this moment, this improved Reishi-Gathering Pill, which was transformed from mochi through Reishi, is emitting a slight light blue light.
As a medium specially used to supplement the user's spiritual pressure, the improved Reishi-Gathering Pill can not only release its own Reishi, but also store a small amount of external spiritual pressure.
After sensing the faint traces of spiritual pressure coming from the pill, everyone else present was dumbfounded, but the reason for each person's stupor was different.
Kyoraku Ukitake and Yota were simply surprised to see something new, while Shutara Senjumaru's expression at this time was pure shock.
She almost teleported to the table, forgetting to use her bone hand, and directly held the pill in her palm with her own hand. Her eyes widened, as if every detail of the pill was imprinted in her pupils.
"This... this is actually true..." She was so excited that she couldn't speak coherently, but she didn't realize that she was losing her composure at all. She looked at the round ball with a bit of excitement, a bit of relief, and a bit of longing.
"Where did you hide it just now? Why didn't I feel its presence at all?"
Lin Nan did not answer directly, but said calmly:
"Ha, speaking of this, I have to admit that I did tell a little lie before. It was indeed not Hongyuan Haili's medicine that saved Ukitake, but it. This medicine was made by me."
At this time, even Senjumaru couldn't help but turn her gaze from the pill itself to Lin Nan. Her eyes widened in disbelief. "You mean, this thing... was made by you? What is the name of this medicine?"
"I said, I like to surprise people the most. Didn't you say that this kind of medicine doesn't exist at all?"
Facing the rare sluggish look on Shutara Senjumaru's face, Lin Nan opened his hands and revealed an evil and evil smile:
"I'd like you to talk about it now. Is this a surprise enough?"