"What are you doing!" A faint familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"There's nothing left to do!"
Hearing this, Ōmaeda Marechiyo, who was in depression, turned his head unhappily and answered casually. But the moment he finished speaking, he had already seen clearly who the person in front of him was, and he immediately stuttered, "Captain Soi Fon!"
"Ah!" Yoruichi Shihōin folded his hands on his chest and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes, showing a row of neat teeth; "It's Soi Fon here!"
"What!" Ichigo Kurosaki suddenly complained weakly; "This development is like an appointment!"
"Isn't it quite interesting!"
Yoruichi Shihōin stepped forward, but stopped for a moment beside Ichigo Kurosaki, tilted his head and said with a smile.
"Interesting..." Ichigo Kurosaki opened his mouth wide, looked at Yoruichi Shihōin walking past him, and immediately lowered his head; "How can this be interesting!"
"······"
Ignoring Ichigo Kurosaki's reaction, Yoruichi Shihōin stepped forward and patted Soi Fon who was about to explode with a smile. He turned his head unhappily to see who was so bold, but when he saw clearly who the person in front of him was, Soi Fon's eyes suddenly lit up, and the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.
After pulling Soi Fon aside and recounting what happened exactly as it happened, Soi Fon was powerless. Although he didn't explain anything specifically, with Soi Fon's understanding of Yoruichi Shihōin, how could he not understand what she meant.
If Shadow is the person who knows Yoruichi Shihōin best in the world, then Soi Fon can definitely be ranked second. Like Shadow, Soi Fon is also a person who does not know how to refuse Yoruichi Shihōin Guy, so, even though he was embarrassed about this matter, he was unwilling to do it, but Soi Fon still nodded. Ichigo Kurosaki, who was watching on the side, was dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost. What a joke! Why did the always cold Lord Soi Fon become like this?
"Ahem!"
He put his hand into a fist and put it to his mouth and coughed twice. Soi Fon returned to where he was, closed his eyes tightly, suddenly bent down, and whispered helplessly, "I'm extremely sorry, Master Ōmaeda!"
"Ah!"
With a horrified scream, Ōmaeda Marechiyo was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, he felt like he had returned to heaven from Hell. He turned his head with excitement and saw Yoruichi Shihōin standing behind Soi Fon, smiling and waving his hands.
"The Miracle! This is Maitreya, the savior!"
"Is this really enough?"
Completely different from Ōmaeda Marechiyo's reaction, Ichigo Kurosaki not only had a drop of cold sweat break out on his head.
"What, you should have done this from the beginning!"
"Come on! Master Ōmaeda, teach this woman who knows nothing about heaven and earth a lesson!"
"No..."
Before Ōmaeda Marechiyo could finish being happy, the three brats once again spoke in a desperate manner. Ōmaeda Marechiyo was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and his teeth were chattering. What a joke! Teach Soi Fon a lesson!, give him ten courages, but he wouldn't dare! However, before he could finish speaking, Yoruichi Shihōin, who was following Soi Fon, rolled his eyes and spoke with a smile.
"You just said you were cleaning alone or something!"
"Yes! Lady Yoruichi!" Soi Fon was stunned, but nodded.
"..." Looking at Shadow beside him, Ichigo Kurosaki swallowed his saliva; "This person is definitely enjoying it!"
"Haha!"
Who knew that when Ichigo Kurosaki looked at it, he happened to see Shadow's funny look, and he was stunned. It turns out that he also laughs sometimes!
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Back to Second Division, standing in the corridor, leaning against the door frame, watching Soi Fon bending down and mopping the floor back and forth quickly, Ōmaeda Marechiyo smiled dryly, and the three brats looked like they were taking it for granted, Ichigo Kurosaki looked at it blankly, Shadow lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing, but Yoruichi Shihōin nodded with satisfaction, satisfied with Soi Fon's increasingly outstanding movement skills.
"So, what's next..." After wiping the floor, Soi Fon asked calmly.
Okay! That is indeed a calm face, but anyone who can use their brains will see how much anger is hidden under that calm face.
Yoruichi Shihōin spared her head and was about to open her mouth to call Soi Fon. However, before she could speak, she heard the uneasy Ōmaeda Marechiyo make the next request. Yoruichi Shihōin immediately choked to death. Didn't this idiot see it?
One request after another, for more rice and more wine, Ōmaeda Marechiyo actually dared to ask for Soi Fon to beat his back, and laughed with a look of enjoyment. Listening to the sound, Yoruichi Shihōin bit her fingers and was speechless, even though she The person who proposed this whole thing had no expectation that Ōmaeda Marechiyo would be so shameless. He didn't even feel the anger that was about to burn out from Soi Fon! He had seen stupid people, but he had never seen anyone so stupid.
"Na! Shadow!" Yoruichi Shihōin turned around and asked; "Do you think Ōmaeda and Marechiyo Ōmaeda Lieutenant are really father and son! Why are they so different!"
"That's right!" Shadow was also stunned; "Although that guy Ōmaeda Xizhijin is fat and eats all day long, he is still very sensible in major matters and is not such a fool, but..."
"But this son of his!" Yoruichi Shihōin sighed softly and complained weakly; "Not only is he lazy and greedy for petty gains, but he is also terribly weak and timid..."
"······"Shadow was speechless.
"It's better to tell Soi Fon to stop!" Yoruichi Shihōin shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile; "It's going to be dark soon anyway, and we have to go to Kukaku's place. Besides, Ōmaeda has been enjoying it for so long, so it's time for Soi Fon to vent!"
"······!" Shadow.
"······!" Ichigo Kurosaki.
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When sending the three brats away from Seireitei, Ōmaeda Marechiyo and Ichigo Kurosaki, who could no longer bear the blow, walked in front, while Yoruichi Shihōin, Shadow, and Soi Fon followed from a distance, chatting as they walked.
"When did Lady Yoruichi return to Seireitei!" Soi Fon turned around and asked.
"About noon!" Yoruichi Shihōin replied, suddenly laughing; "But I didn't expect that I would encounter such interesting things as soon as I came back!"
"Interesting..." Soi Fon was also quite speechless. How could this be interesting? To her, this should be called bad luck!
"Don't worry, Soi Fon, I won't interfere from now on, you can do whatever you want!"
As if he knew what Soi Fon was thinking, Yoruichi Shihōin smiled and said, "It's up to you to hit or scold me!"
"It's true!" Soi Fon's eyes suddenly shone with light, no, it was a fierce light.
"And..." When Yoruichi Shihōin was about to say something, Reiatsu, who had a fierce collision in the battle, came from the front. It was Ōmaeda Marechiyo and Xu.
"What's wrong!" Yoruichi Shihōin looked at Shadow in confusion.
"It seems that the virtual one who attacked that kid before has come back to take revenge!" Shadow said calmly; "We are fighting Ōmaeda Marechiyo in front!"
"That's it!" Yoruichi Shihōin nodded and asked, "Want to go over and have a look!"
"Boring!" Shadow replied indifferently.
"No need!" Soi Fon said in a cold voice.
"······"
Different words and voices, but the same look and tone, Yoruichi Shihōin's face was full of black lines, okay! Since Soi Fon, the captain, doesn't care about his adjutant, Yoruichi Shihōin thinks it's better not to join in the fun, since Ichigo Kurosaki is there anyway, right?
Continuing to walk slowly, when Yoruichi Shihōin, Shadow, and Soi Fon arrived, the battle was already over. The result was quite unexpected. It was Ōmaeda Marechiyo who killed the virtual one alone. Although Even though it was just a narrow victory, the three brats didn't know where they found out the truth of the matter. This was beyond Yoruichi Shihōin's expectation. However, it doesn't matter now, does it? What they want to thank is the person who saved their lives, not the so-called captain.
The sky has completely darkened, and the afternoon has passed like this. Although the original plan was disrupted by unexpected events, for Yoruichi Shihōin, it was nothing, and I had a good time.
"Thank you, Uncle Ōmaeda!"
The kid named Ryūzaburō has understood it after being enlightened by Ichigo Kurosaki, and no longer caused any awkwardness, but said hello happily.
"I have been reduced from captain to uncle!" Although I know it is true, Ōmaeda Marechiyo is still quite depressed. This must have changed too quickly!
"Then you didn't withdraw! It was a lie!" Ryūzaburō turned his head with disdain.
"Yes!"
"But, isn't this great!" Ryūzaburō laughed; "Those guys said they wanted to become as strong as uncle Bleach!"
"What about you?"
"I want to become Lieutenant who is stronger than uncle Ōmaeda!" Ryūzaburō said loudly.
"I know, I know!" Ōmaeda Marechiyo waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Go home quickly!"
"Bye!" waved his hand, Ryūzaburō smiled and ran to his friends on the side.
"Haha..."
Seeing the little ghosts walking further and further away, Ōmaeda Marechiyo couldn't help laughing, and finally sent them away! Now life can be quiet.
"Congratulations, congratulations, it's great! Da! Mae! Tian!" A suppressed, low, and somewhat weird voice sounded softly in the ears.
"That's right!" Ōmaeda Marechiyo rubbed his nose, turned his head with a relaxed expression, stretched, and said with a smile, "Then go back and have a small tea!"
However, just as those easy words fell, Ōmaeda Marechiyo immediately saw his own captain Soi Fon standing behind him with a gloomy look on his face. He immediately exclaimed and immediately remembered the series of things he had done.
"Team... Captain!"
"Have a little tea!"
Soi Fon, who had completely turned black, had a murderous look on his face and a fierce look in his eyes, which made Ōmaeda Marechiyo start to wail in fear.
"This is called self-inflicted suffering!" Yoruichi Shihōin sighed with a smile on his face, putting his hands on his waist.
"······" Ichigo Kurosaki was stunned for a moment; "Please, Mr. Yoruichi, I don't have the right to speak!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!!!"
Returning to Second Division's team building, Soi Fon, who could no longer bear it, immediately took action, using his hands and feet, and all kinds of weapons. Ōmaeda Marechiyo, who was hit directly, howled and cried bitterly. The screams spread far from the sky above Second Division...
"That's almost enough!" Yoruichi Shihōin, who was sitting on a chair in the team building, tilted his head and had been watching the excitement, suddenly said, "His lying is just a temporary solution!"
"·······" Soi Fon was stunned.
"That's it!"
Ōmaeda Marechiyo suddenly became excited. As soon as Yoruichi Shihōin spoke, according to Soi Fon's character, he would not take action. He knew that Soi Fon listened to Yoruichi Shihōin's words the most.
"I understand!" Sure enough, as expected, Soi Fon was obedient and stopped even though he was very reluctant.
"Saved!"
"But, as the saying goes, karma repays you!" He smiled unscrupulously. Before Ōmaeda Marechiyo could breathe a sigh of relief, Yoruichi Shihōin suddenly changed the subject.
"Ah!"
"That's right!"
Unlike Ōmaeda Marechiyo's despair, Soi Fon immediately became energetic and hit Ōmaeda Marechiyo hard on the head with the broom in his hand, which only made him scream in agony.
"But, as the saying goes, an ordinary man cannot take away his ambition!" Yoruichi Shihōin spoke again unscrupulously.
"Oh!"
Hearing this, Soi Fon let go of his hand again, and Ōmaeda Marechiyo took a long breath. However, before he could spit it out, he heard Yoruichi Shihōin over there say four words again with a sly smile on his face, "You deserve it!"
"Bang!" Soi Fon hit Ōmaeda Marechiyo hard on the head with a broom, making a loud sound.
"Haha!"
Dragging his chin, Yoruichi Shihōin laughed happily. Ichigo Kurosaki, who was sitting on the side with a straight smile, jumped up and ran three meters away. He thought that he had better not get close to Yoruichi Shihōin in the next few days.
"Lady Yoruichi!"
Shadow covered his forehead and smiled helplessly. The slightly upturned smile revealed deep affection.