Shinigami Teacher Momo Hinamori, Emitted a Puzzled "Hmm"

Senjumaru Shutara.

The creator of the Soul Reaper Garb, a member of Zero Division.

How had he forgotten about her?!

Dunn narrowed his eyes as he sized up the woman before him.

"Did you not hear what I said?"

Senjumaru Shutara looked at Dunn's burly physique, a flash of excitement passing through her eyes.

She had personally made Soul Reaper Garbs for many people and had seen plenty of bodies.

But the body of this newly promoted Soul Reaper before her was practically a work of art.

Even with his clothes on, she could still roughly gauge his measurements.

A body like that was practically made to wear clothes.

"Sorry, I didn't know there'd be something like this before I came."

After saying that, Dunn turned around and walked away.

"You cannot become a Soul Reaper without a Soul Reaper Garb."

Senjumaru Shutara was not surprised by Dunn's actions.

After all, quite a few Soul Reapers, men and women alike, made the same choice as Dunn.

But once she spoke those words, those Soul Reapers would obediently return.

This time, however, she had clearly miscalculated.

Dunn did not stop walking, turn around, or give any other response.

Whoosh!

"Did you not hear me clearly? If you do not have a Soul Reaper Garb made here by me, you cannot become a Soul Reaper."

"Heh!"

Dunn looked at the tall woman who had suddenly appeared before him, his gaze sweeping across the several skeletal arms behind her.

"Then I won't become one. It's not as if I have to become a Soul Reaper."

Dunn grinned, revealing a row of neat, gleaming white teeth.

"Oh?"

A trace of confusion appeared in Senjumaru Shutara's eyes as she looked at Dunn.

"Were you raised by some clan? You worked so hard to get this