Chapter 31 031: Woman, woman, woman

This question was so abrupt that even Arima Shizuya showed a rather embarrassed expression.

He couldn't figure out what Aizen was thinking at all, so what did he mean now? Are you testing me to see if I know his true identity?

So how should I answer it?

During the hesitation, Arima Shizuya saw Aizen's expression suddenly relax, and immediately reached out and patted his shoulder gently.

"Haha, it seems that this problem is very difficult for you."

"Then just think about it and worry about it... Jingya-kun, don't trust others too much, even me."

"After all, who doesn't know what the nature will look like behind the skin."

Arima Shizu was also stunned by this sudden change.

Damn it, is this guy kidding me? What a rare situation...

It took him a while to reluctantly digest the information, and then he couldn't help but say.

"Teacher Aizen, are you in any trouble?"

The other party's expression stiffened for a moment.

"Why do you think so, Shizuya-kun?"

Arima Shizuya pondered for a moment, tilted his head, and showed a rather puzzling expression.

"I just feel that... if it were a normal Aizen-sensei, he wouldn't tell me this."

People will become sensitive and abnormal when they have difficulty adapting and encounter unexpected events.

This theory can also be applied to anyone...

Thinking about the exchanges with Urahara Kisuke, it is not difficult to deduce Arima Shizuo.

I am afraid that there has been some progress in the research on Bengyu, but it has encountered a situation similar to a 'bottleneck'.

Even someone as strong as a prison master will have troubles, and this situation itself is not difficult to predict.

It might be better if the comfort could be expressed more directly.

But there is no way, Arima Shizuya is still "out of the situation", so naturally he can't act too familiar.

Otherwise, how will you explain your behavior then?

With these thoughts swirling in Arima Shizuya's mind, he raised his right hand and tried his best to imitate Aizen's usual speaking tone.

"After all, if it were a normal Aizen-sensei, he would probably say something like, 'It is indeed a bad habit to trust others, but on the other hand, people with this trait are also good at getting along with others,' right?"

It’s a mixed bag of good and bad, and it makes sense.

Under normal circumstances, Aizen has this kind of "three-dimensional" image that integrates offense and defense, giving people a headache!

After hearing these words.

Aizen's gaze towards Arima Shizuya also changed a bit at this moment.

His lips moved for a moment, and after two breaths of pause, he finally showed a long-lost smile.

Not the usual kind of smiling face.

The corners of Aizen's mouth curled up, his body shook as if he couldn't help it, and he made a light 'chi' sound...

Then, the unstoppable smile finally poured out like a flood.

Aizen smiled a little too carelessly.

"Ha, haha...Jingya-kun, you are really interesting."

The person involved showed dark lines all over his face.

No, what on earth are you enjoying? It makes me feel like I have done something outrageous...

"Um, Aizen-sensei, so what's so funny about it?"

The latter took the time to adjust his glasses, and his temperament returned to the feeling of being in an ancient well.

"Haha, you should explore the problem slowly by yourself to gain something, Jingya-kun."

Now, it seems that this person has indeed changed back...

But I was laughed at out of thin air, which made me feel a little unhappy!

"Jingya-kun, it looks like it's getting late today... How about I treat you to a dinner outside before returning to the academy?"

…Um?

Arima Jingya and everyone were three-thirds more energetic.

I retract my preamble, long live the prison master!

"Thank you Aizen-sensei!"

"Oh, you can only feel better after hearing these things."

"After all, the food in Division 12 is not for human consumption, so I got hungry very quickly."

"Will I bring these words to Captain Urahara next time?"

"Gu... please don't do this..."

The master and apprentice just chatted side by side and disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun.

As mentioned above.

Seireitei is very large, and it also takes into account the division of residential areas, team buildings, etc...

Generally speaking, there are relatively prosperous business districts only close to the central area and around a very small number of squads.

The shop Aizen visited with Shizuya Arima looked quite old.

It doesn't look like much from the outside, but it's surprisingly lively inside.

You can see a lot of people in death-defying costumes drinking and bragging inside...

The smell of alcohol mixed with fried food filled the air, with a smell of grease from old wood, which made Shizuo Arima frown involuntarily.

A little bit smoky.

But at the same time, it is not difficult to see that this store seems to be quite recognized by the 'god of death'.

After all, I have seen many team members active inside.

"Jingya-kun, you might be a little uncomfortable with it, right? After all, this is a very famous old store... The captain also visited here in the early years."

Ah, it’s not difficult to understand when you say it this way.

It is indeed an old-school Japanese decoration style, and the tables, chairs and benches all look "authentic".

I can only say that although I don’t like it very much, what can I say since I’m being treated?

The edification is finished!

Aizen ordered some things in a familiar way, and when he was done, he glanced at Shizuya Arima and opened his mouth to ask.

"Shizuya-kun, do you drink?"

"It doesn't matter if you taste it a little bit."

learn.

Aizen nodded with a smile and said to the clerk wearing a kimono.

"Please, just give him a glass of grape juice."

Damn it, this guy can't listen to other people anymore, can he?

Arima Shizuo, who was no longer able to complain, could only purse her lips and act like she didn't hear... About ten minutes later, a freshly dressed clerk came up to the two of them holding a tray.

"Long wait~ These are skewers and sashimi, please use them slowly."

Small and delicate grilled items, all types of chicken are tender but not too raw.

The sashimi platter piled up with crushed ice as a base is really interesting.

It has to be said that the food certified by Mr. Yamamoto is indeed valuable... In order to replenish energy, Arima Shizu also added a few large bowls of beef rice bowl.

The food here was very busy, but Aizen just tasted a few skewers of grilled food and put down his chopsticks.

He looked at his surroundings calmly, and glanced at Arima Shizuya from time to time.

This makes everyone involved feel a little embarrassed.

After putting down the third empty bowl, Arima Shizu wiped the corners of his mouth and whispered. "Aizen-sensei, don't you want some?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm not very hungry to begin with."

"is that so…"

I could feel that what the other party said was perfunctory, but after all, it was not the time to pursue the matter further, so Arima Jing could only choose to keep silent.

Good food! Just eat more!

During this period, Aizen stood up and said he wanted to go to the bathroom. Shizuo Arima nodded to express his understanding, and just watched him disappear at the end of the corridor.

While putting rice into his mouth, Arima Shizuo was thinking.

The prison master seems to be under a lot of pressure. Will telling him more jokes and stuff in the next few days help him relax a bit?

Just then.

There was a commotion-like noise on the second floor.

There seemed to be some kind of argument, and something could be heard falling to the ground, making a crisp and reverberating sound.

Someone is scolding and yelling...

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Mixed with the woman's unique sharp explosion, everyone present couldn't help but look up.

There is a private room above, which is not available unless reserved in advance.

Did someone have a conflict?

Although there is some gossip in my heart, at this moment it is better to have more things to worry about than to have less things to do.

Take your time and get on with it...

Unable to settle his thoughts, Arima Shizuya saw a black shadow rolling down from the second floor.

Looking at it intently, that look made Shizuya Arima's pupils shrink severely.

This figure is not that unfamiliar.

Because the other party was the clerk who served him the food just now.

More than half of her kimono was torn off, and her two long braids were scattered on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

However, compared to these, what is most concerning is the injury on his face.

The entire left side of his face was swollen.

It is a unique and tragic situation that occurs when the skin and flesh are violently invaded and blood vessels are damaged, causing blood and tissue fluid to leak out.

In other words.

She was slapped hard across the face.

Seeing the other party fall at his feet, Arima Shizuya couldn't continue to watch.

Immediately he stood up and helped the other person up.

"Are you okay?"

"Woo, woo, woo...help me, help me!"

I don't know if the impact was too great or if I was already dizzy. The other party couldn't say a complete sentence at all.

And at this time.

Several joking voices were coming from the corridor not far away.

"Hey, hey, why are you running?"

"You are lucky to be favored by our people."

"It would be a pity to have such a beautiful face broken... Well, it doesn't matter. If you come from behind, you won't be able to see the face."

The vulgar words made everyone present frown.

At the same time, such wanton remarks also revealed the identity of the other party.

It was the perpetrator.

How could you be so arrogant?

Arima Shizu also turned around and saw several drunk people walking down the stairs.

There is nothing memorable about his appearance, and the spiritual pressure emanating from his body is not oppressive at all.

The other party is also the God of Death.

Is it still the kind of... team that has a formal establishment?

It can only be said that this situation itself is not too rare.

The Gotei 13 was full of blood thousands of years ago. Even now, it is an organization that only exists for stability, and naturally it will not be obsessed with 'justice'.

What's more, this point was also implicitly stated in the original work.

In the chapter of Travel Invasion, Inoue Orihime and Ishida Uryu both changed their clothes and infiltrated into the Shinigami.

Among them, Inoue encountered harassment in this regard.

Only she, as the heroine, and with the help of Uryu Ishida, can be protected from these abuses.

Put yourself in their shoes, if a female team member who has just joined the team with mediocre qualifications encounters this level of harassment, what should the other party do to protect themselves?

This question is really heavy, and if you delve deeper into it, you will only feel helpless.

Fortunately, Arima Shizuya himself has no filter on these things, so he can maintain a calm mind at this moment.

But after everyone saw clearly the nameplate wrapped around their arms, most people's expressions changed drastically.

"He's from the 11th Squadron..."

"Let's go, let's go...if we get caught, we'll be finished!"

"Hey! You must not get involved with these lunatics..."

Arima Shizuo was also stunned for a moment.

…Why?

Aren’t the people in the 11th Division all fighting mad? When did these precious things come out that only think with the lower body?

Wouldn't Kenpachi teach him a lesson... No, wait.

Arima Shizuya suddenly reacted.

Hundreds of years ago.

The captain of the 11th Division is probably not Zaraki Kenpachi.

So who should be the captain of this team now?

At the moment when his thoughts were condensed, a very thick and lazy voice came from behind the group of people.

"What... so slow."

A pair of big footprints came into view.

Behind it is a formidable and generous body.

The swollen body held up the Death Tyrant Suit high, and after just a few steps, the sound of thick breathing could be heard throughout the tavern.

"Woman, woman, woman..."

"I just asked you to bring a woman over."

"Can't you handle this? Huh? A bunch of losers!"

Lifting his legs, he kicked towards the smiling figure in front.

The opponent wailed and flew out, smashing three sets of tables, chairs and benches one after another, and finally fell to the ground covered in blood, looking like he was about to lose his breath...

Arima Shizuya glanced at the man blankly, then looked back.

Just then they met each other's eyes.

(End of chapter)