Chapter 94 Take Off Your Clothes First

In the morning, the sun is high and people are coming and going on the streets.

A cheerful figure shuttled between the team buildings, humming a happy tune.

"The scenery is so beautiful on a sunny day."

"Red flowers are green grass."

Soon, he stopped in front of an old mansion that exuded luxury.

On the vermilion door, there is a plaque with gilt calligraphy.

Sifengyuan.

Looking at the sudden appearance of the young man, the Death Guard guard was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and recognized the other person's identity.

"Your Excellency Kisaragi!"

The guarding Death God bowed and saluted very respectfully.

Since the last time Ruyue Ming visited the Sifengyuan family, almost everyone in the Sifengyuan clan remembered the young man in front of them.

An existence that helps Lord Yoruichi regain recognition of his family's Zanpakutō, and is also the benefactor of the Shihoin family.

So there will be no such thing as looking down upon others.

"Please wait a moment, I will go and report!"

After the words fell, the guarding death god directly activated Shunpo and disappeared from the place.

Seeing this, Ru Yueming was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the Sifengyuan family has such a strong foundation, and any guard has such a high level of Shunpo.

Not long after, the guarding Death God appeared again and made an invitation gesture.

Under his leadership, Ruyue Ming arrived at a dojo after passing through several spacious and gorgeous corridors.

Yoruichi was not seen, and the dojo was empty.

Just as he was searching, a sharp sound broke through the air from above his head.

A muscular figure descended from the sky, and its plump thighs struck downwards like a battle axe.

boom!

Ruyue Ming accepted this heavy blow with a backhand, and when he saw the figure in front of him, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

There were glistening beads of sweat on her healthy wheat-colored skin. Her purple ponytail hung down her back, and her tight-fitting black tights tightened her waist and outlined her perfect curves.

The traces of years of practice have not diminished the charm of the girl in front of her, but instead made her as mellow and warm as a glass of strong wine.

"Hey, just in time."

"I just developed a new white-fighting move. Please help me see where I need to improve it."

Yoruichi said unceremoniously.

Without giving him any time to refuse, his vigorous figure immediately launched a violent attack.

In Yoruichi's opinion, Kisaragi Ming is an absolute free-for-all genius.

Looking at the entire Soul Society, there are few who are more talented than him.

It's a pity that I couldn't join the second team.

Otherwise, she could practice with Ru Yueming every day.

The thin fist broke through the air with a harsh sound, bursting out air waves and making a hissing sound, and there seemed to be a faint flash of lightning.

It was already a world of difference from the first futile battle.

At that time, Ruyue Ming could only act as a punching bag for being beaten, barely relying on his extraordinary talent to steal one or two moves from them, and then wait for the opportunity to fight back.

But now, he no longer has to study secretly.

Just what he learned from Yamamoto these days was enough for him to start hammering openly and openly.

When that slightly delicate fist struck, Ru Yueming also stretched out his right hand.

rock-paper-scissors.

Snapped!

With a crisp collision, Ru Yueming's right hand covered the thin fist. The movement was light and smooth, giving people a sense of slowness.

But when it was completely covered, a heart-stopping roar suddenly burst out.

The air waves rolled and raged in the spacious dojo.

The familiar moves made Ye Yi freeze in place, unable to recover for a while.

At this moment, Kisaragi Ming smiled, flipped his right wrist, and launched a new white-handed move.

Close grappling skills.

Yoruichi's pupils shrank suddenly, and she suddenly felt an overwhelming force that was difficult to resist, and immediately restrained all her possible future performances.

She suddenly came back to her senses and tried to suppress the opponent with her superb white fighting skills.

But Ru Yueming didn't give Yoruichi this chance at all, and the attack came down like a violent storm, forcing her to retreat continuously, and soon came to the edge of the dojo.

Total suppression!

One step behind, every step behind.

When the fighting paused, Yoruichi suddenly discovered that his hands were clasped together, and his right leg was pressed against the opponent's knee, making him unable to move at all.

Skill suppression, spiritual body suppression.

The only dominant spiritual pressure was useless against Kisaragi Akira.

Looking at the face of the young man close at hand, Yoruichi turned his head to the side and coughed lightly, and said decisively:

"Ahem, admit defeat!"

Kisaragi Akira let go of the girl's hands with regret on his face.

Pity.

If Ye Yi persists, he will be able to realize his previous idea and pin her down directly.

…………

study.

Ruyue Ming sipped the good tea poured by the servant and waited quietly.

Soon, Yoruichi appeared in front of her again after taking a bath. This time she put on a loose bathrobe, her long moist purple hair was spread around her shoulders, and a faint fragrance filled the study room.

"Why did you think of coming to see me?"

"Have you figured it out and are ready to join my second team?"

There was a narrow smile on the girl's cheek, and her attitude did not change at all because of the defeat in the battle just now.

"Let's talk about this later."

Ruyue Ming waved his hand and explained: "Actually, it has something to do with the property of the Mole City family."

Then he roughly narrated to Yoruichi what Mole Chengshuangya had done.

"I see."

Yoruichi crossed his arms and said, "You don't want to have too much to do with the nobles, so you want to resell the fixed property of the Mole City family."

Ruyue Ming nodded: "Among the nobles, I feel most at ease with you, so I came to find you."

"You won't trick me, right?"

Hearing this, the girl grinned, raised her hand and patted the boy's shoulder vigorously:

"I can't do this kind of thing."

"When the time comes, just leave it to Ohmaeda to handle it. He has many channels and can resell it quickly. Don't worry about this."

Ruyue Ming nodded: "Thank you very much."

"How can we thank you for our relationship?"

Yoruichi patted his chest proudly, causing a wave of microwaves.

From his posture, it is easy to see that this guy just put on a bathing suit and came directly after taking a bath.

"What's the relationship between us?"

After Ruyue Ming criticized the scene in front of him, he came back to his senses in shock and said in confusion.

Ye Yi glanced at him, sat cross-legged across the tea table without a care, poured herself a cup of tea, and then said seriously:

"Didn't you agree to get married before?"

Ruyue Ming: "?"

The rumors started out of nowhere.

But Yoruichi seems convinced of this.

…………

Leaving Shifengyuan's house, he walked on the streets of Seireitei.

Akira Kisaragi tugged on her Mao school uniform. If Yoruichi hadn't reminded him, he might not have even noticed this.

Originally, the fifth assistant said that he would help him prepare a new death tyrant suit, but after searching the warehouse of the 11th Division, he found that the inventory had been emptied, so he could only report to the 12th Division and apply again.

After a few days, the Death Overlord costume should be ready.

Kisaragi Ming thought for a while, then walked directly past the eleventh division team building and walked towards the twelve divisions.

Apply for a Death Overlord outfit and see how Aizen is doing there.

If he feels uncomfortable, use your connections as soon as possible to transfer him to the 11th Squadron.

When the time comes, he and Aizen will join forces, endure it for decades, and then take away Yamamoto's position.

The twelfth division team building.

Ru Yueming stood in front of the door, his brows furrowed, his nose twitched a few times, and he keenly smelled the abnormal smell in the air.

"Miso, tempura, cutlet, soup tofu..."

"Is this a banquet?"

Because she often visits Zhenyang's cafeteria in the middle of the night, Ru Yueming has already memorized all kinds of dishes.

Even if you just smell the mixed smell, you can clearly distinguish what kind of food it is.

With curiosity, Ru Yueming walked into the team building.

After walking through two corridors, he followed the smell and came to an extremely spacious venue.

To be more precise, it should be the kitchen.

Ru Yueming stared blankly at the scene in front of her, and fell into a daze for a moment.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

The large-scale cooking scene was in full swing, with countless people performing their duties and busying themselves seriously. No one even noticed the uninvited guest in the kitchen.

Ruyue Ming used her talents and quickly integrated into the kitchen, constantly wandering between various stoves and countertops.

"The fish balls have no fish flavor, failure."

"I didn't pick the carrot, so I failed."

"The pig skin is overcooked and has no chewy texture. It's a failure!"

"Pig's blood is so pulpy that it falls apart as soon as you pinch it. It's a failure within a failure!"

"Well, forget about the large intestine..."

Looking at the pig intestine sashimi in front of him, Ruyue Ming gave up the idea of ​​tasting it.

It is not difficult to judge from the poor cooking techniques of this group of people. This dish of large intestine may be the worst dish in the whole restaurant, bar none.

Aizen looked at Kisaragi Ming who was moving among the crowd, with a hint of helplessness on his calm face.

Although I know that this guy is very unreliable, if he sneaks into the twelfth division so openly, are he really not afraid of being caught and put on the table and sliced ​​up?

"How did you come?"

Aizen put down what he was doing and came to Akira Kisaragi who was cooking at the speed of light.

"Looking for you."

Kisaragi Ming put down the CD in his hand and grinned, "I'm thinking that if you don't adapt to life in the 12th Division, I'll help you transfer to the 11th Division."

Hearing this, Aizen sighed helplessly.

The situation finally evolved into a familiar scene.

Seeing that Kisaragi was about to go somewhere else to eat and drink, Aizen stretched out his hand to hold him.

"These are not simple dishes."

"It's Captain Hikifune's experimental research."

Ruyue Ming's eyes widened and he stared at the serious-looking young man in front of him, as if I didn't study well, so don't lie to me.

Although these meals are a bit unpalatable, there is no research involved, right?

In his mind, the so-called research should be a group of intellectuals in white coats, using various instruments in a bright and white laboratory, and then talking about a lot of terms that he did not understand at all, and having intense discussions. .

The scene in front of me doesn't look like the slightest bit of research.

Seeing Akira Kisaragi's expression, Aizen knew that he didn't believe his words.

So, he briefly explained the principles of soul cooking.

Then he saw Ru Yueming's look of astonishment: "Isn't it just that you can become stronger by doing something?"

"How is the progress? Is there any finished product?"

Aizen shook his head.

This experiment has just started, and the researchers are still in the stage of honing their cooking skills. It may take a long time to proceed to the next step.

"Is there any delicious food?"

Ruyue Ming settled for the next best thing, the things she just ate tasted too ordinary.

"Try this."

Aizen brought a bowl of tofu pudding from the counter next to him.

Seeing this, Ruyue Ming's eyes lit up.

Nothing else, just because this dish is not on the same level as others.

Judging from the appearance alone, it is enough to completely crush it.

The crystal clear white jade tofu pudding is like jelly, and it will sway with just a slight touch.

This can no longer be called cooking, it should be said--

artwork!

Taking the bowl and spoon, Ru Yueming took a deep breath and began to taste it formally.

As soon as you take your mouth, the fragrance of tofu pudding blooms on the tip of your tongue. The soft taste is like condensed milk. It melts in your mouth. The fragrance lingers in your mouth and lingers between your lips and teeth, leaving you with endless aftertaste.

After finishing a whole bowl of tofu pudding three times, five times and two times, Kisaragi Akira pushed the empty bowl in front of Aizen and said seriously:

"one more bowl!"

"Gone."

Aizen spread his hands, as if he had expected this scene.

He didn't prepare many soybeans. He could only make two bowls of tofu curd at most, and he planned to keep the rest for himself.

Ruyue Ming had no doubt that he was there, and turned around to continue looking for food that could be eaten.

But after eating the tofu pudding just now, when I looked at other dishes, I immediately lost my appetite.

The level is too poor.

Kisaragi Akira shook his head and looked at Aizen next to him, and was shocked to find that he had put on a brand new death tyrant outfit, with slightly hanging brown hair, giving people a very weak feeling.

"By the way, do you know where to get the Death Tyrant costume?"

Aizen pointed in the direction: "Do you remember the Shutora Research Institute we went to last time?"

Kisaragi Ming suddenly recalled the architectural style of the Shutara Research Institute.

It looks like a dyeing workshop, with colorful and gorgeous fabrics hanging all around.

"彳亍, then I'll go there first."

After saying a few words, he left the large kitchen directly.

He didn't give Aizen a chance to speak at all.

Looking at the direction in which he left, Aizen sighed helplessly, hoping that this guy wouldn't be too miserable.

…………

When I came to Shutara Research Institute again, it was still a familiar scene.

The architectural style is very exaggerated, with several huge bone-like arms surrounding the cocoon-like house, with colorful ribbons and fabrics fluttering around it.

After explaining his purpose to the guard Death, the other party cooperated and brought him to a laboratory.

"Lord Shutara is inside."

Ru Yueming opened the door, and what came into view were countless gorgeous brocades hanging from the roof. The sound of the loom sounded in the depths, and from time to time there was the sound of tearing cloth.

"meet again……"

Just as he was looking at the structure of the room, the sound of clogs stepping on him came from far away and soon came to him.

The elegant woman with pale skin approached slowly, her beautiful black eyes looking up and down at the young man in front of her.

Just when Kisaragi Akira felt a little nervous, Senjumaru suddenly said something that shocked him:

"Since you are here to make a Death Tyrant costume, let's take off your clothes..."