Makiya waited for an opportunity to plunder the Ancient God's luck. However, as soon as he spoke, he immediately felt a strong palpitation, as if he were about to face an imminent catastrophe in the next second. A profound terror from the unknown penetrated through thousands of planes to shroud the three realms of the Soul Society.
Makiya quickly dismissed the thought, and all the strange phenomena vanished, as if they were just an illusion.
"As expected of the Five Great Authors of the Central Plains, how terrifying!"
Makiya shook his head to shake off his messy thoughts. Due to the change in the world line, to commemorate a certain 5th Division Captain from a parallel time and space, he took back the sketch and started redrawing it.
"What kind of thing is this? It's a mess. Does such a flower really exist?" Shunsui had an expression like an old man looking at his phone on the subway.
"It's a steel wire ball." Makiya's tone was solemn. "There's a difficult story behind it. Its flower language is: Endurance!"
Shunsui: "???"
"What on earth is that..."
Steel wire balls and the like were, of course, just Makiya's joke. Eventually, the new squad flower for the 2nd Division was changed to the Golden Phoenix Flower. The phoenix bathes in fire and is reborn through nirvana; he hoped the newly established 2nd Division could surpass its past.
The two of them clinked glasses. Shunsui took the opportunity to impart his experience as a Captain to the newcomer.
"Captain Makiya!!!" A roar came from outside, the voice crisp like an oriole, but filled with resentment.
"Makiya, I'm out of here. Let's talk another day!" Shunsui saw things weren't looking good, quickly threw out a sentence, grabbed his straw hat, and left with Shunpo.
Shunsui was a mature man. He knew when he should stay and when he should disappear. Although he really wanted to stay and watch the show, he was even more afraid that Makiya would ask him for another fight.
Whoosh!
A petite figure appeared above Makiya. Dense Kido power covered her legs. With the sound of whistling wind, Soi Fon's left leg was raised high and fell like a battle-ax.
Bang!
Makiya sat calmly in place, picking up his glass and taking a sip. This wine was Shunsui Kyoraku's private stash, but to him, it tasted just so-so, not as good as cola.
'I should find a chance to go to the World of the Living and get some "Handsome Boy's Happy Water".' Makiya thought silently.
He nonchalantly raised his right hand, accurately grasping Soi Fon's ankle. The scattered Kido power was annihilated by Makiya using Kido of the same quality. The food and drinks on the table remained intact.
"D-Damn it, let go." Soi Fon struggled hard, but no matter how much force she used, Makiya's large hand was like cast iron, unmoving.
"Attacking your Captain? Soi Fon, do you want extra training tonight?"
Hearing the words 'extra training' from Makiya's mouth, Soi Fon's whole body trembled, and her pupils instinctively constricted.
Makiya had fulfilled Yoruichi's entrustment well.
Lieutenant Omada, who also served as the Captain of the Patrol Corps, had been taken by Yoruichi. Makiya only had a few 'big cats and small cats' around him and not many people to use. After Soi Fon arrived, he casually gave her the position of Lieutenant and asked her to help with clerical work, commonly known as a secretary.
Recruitment would start in a month, and it would definitely be very busy then. A secretary was indispensable.
This child Soi Fon was good in every way; she was serious and responsible, completing his orders with quality and quantity. However, as long as it involved Yoruichi, she would become very emotional—like right now.
"Captain Makiya, how many times have I said it? This is where Lady Yoruichi used to work. How can you drink here? It stinks!"
Soi Fon admired Yoruichi greatly and took pride in serving in Yoruichi's guard.
As a result of unpredictable events, Soi Fon was eating hot pot and singing songs in the Stealth Force when, with just one sentence from Yoruichi, she was 'sold' to the 2nd Division by 'Dear Lady Yoruichi' and forced to work for Makiya.
From Soi Fon's perspective, Makiya must have given Yoruichi some kind of bewitching potion; otherwise, Lady Yoruichi would never have driven her away.
Makiya frowned and suddenly let go. Soi Fon, who was struggling violently, lost her footing, staggered a few steps, and landed on her butt.
"Soi Fon, I am the Captain now."
Makiya stretched his arms, his bones cracking. "It seems necessary to let you experience my authority as Captain firsthand."
Three minutes later.
Soi Fon was sitting in a duck-sit position, her petite body leaning against a pillar in the hall, her eyes teary, filled with unwillingness and humiliation.
She thought she was quite talented in Hakuda and Kido, but in less than three minutes, the man in front of her showed her with practical actions that there is always someone better.
Her Hakuda was completely suppressed, every move predicted and casually countered by Makiya. Her Kido was even worse; every spell she used was neutralized by Makiya using Reverse Demon. The table of food in the center of the hall remained perfectly intact.
Makiya clapped his hands. Looking at Soi Fon's weak, helpless, and pitiful appearance, he felt like he was bullying a little girl. He waved his hand dismissively and turned to clean up the table.
Although she looked like a little girl, Soul Reapers had long lives and slow physical development. That certain little carrot-top who used ice didn't grow much in height even by the Thousand-Year Blood War arc.
Of course, there were exceptions. Rangiku was a typical talented player; this child had been 'big' since she was young.
"Hmm?"
Makiya suddenly put down the food in his hand and turned to look at Soi Fon. The young girl had regained her composure and stood up, her spiritual pressure gradually compressing and gathering into Kido power.
"Captain Makiya!" Soi Fon's legs were slightly bent, her hands clenched into fists, and her arms held at her sides. Pale green Kido power blew against her sleeves. "I have recently mastered Lady Yoruichi's secret technique. Please instruct me, Captain."
Unlike Yoruichi's azure Kido power, Soi Fon's was clearly wind-attributed, possessing a 'tearing' characteristic.
However, Soi Fon had obviously just finished her official duties and was wearing a one-piece Shihakusho, not the tight-fitting training clothes Yoruichi wore during practice.
An ominous premonition instantly appeared in Makiya's mind. He quickly called out to stop her: "Wait, hold on, go back and change your clothes first..."
Late!
"Shunko!"
Cyan Kido power erupted from behind her.
"Rip!"
Fabric flew everywhere, and a flash of white skin entered his vision.
Makiya hurriedly closed his eyes, but a powerful force seemed to prevent him. Even though he tried his best, he couldn't close his eyelids, so he had to keep his eyes wide open, taking in the beautiful scenery.
'I see, is this a honey trap?'
A pink fist grew larger in his vision. Makiya didn't react in time and took a direct Shoryuken, flying backward and collapsing on the ground in a sprawl.
Soi Fon's face was flushed. She grabbed a Captain's haori to wrap around her body. Seemingly still unsatisfied, she jumped onto Makiya and stepped on him twice with force. Realizing someone was approaching, she left in a hurry.
"Such a hard body, it hurts my feet." Soi Fon looked back at Makiya, muttering under her breath.
Given the difference in their spiritual pressure, if Makiya hadn't deliberately controlled it, Soi Fon wouldn't have been able to break his defense at all.
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Days passed, and Makiya's life got on track.
During the graduation season of the Shin'o Academy, the Head Captain fulfilled his promise, and Makiya's 2nd Division had priority in recruitment.
After releasing a powerful spiritual pressure to awe the crowd, many students flocked to the 2nd Division's registration point. Soi Fon was busy beyond belief.
Thanks to that mysterious ranking Shunsui mentioned, many female graduates signed up enthusiastically. Surrounded by groups of C, D, and E cups, Soi Fon, who was a flat A-cup, gnashed her teeth.
Makiya discovered an extra benefit of being a Captain: he could use the excuse of guiding his members' training to openly spar with everyone. This was a mutually beneficial arrangement.
The spiritual pressure consumed by Makiya could be recovered, and the members also gained a Captain-level sparring partner. Makiya was never stingy with his teaching, and everyone was very satisfied. The 2nd Division was flourishing.
In his spare time, Makiya ordered people to quietly inquire about news of Rangiku and Toshiro Hitsugaya, intending to expand the talent pool of the 2nd Division.
Mysterious space.
The surroundings were as dark and quiet as ever. On the gray land, Soul Reaper Makiya, Ninja World Makiya, and Wuxia Fusion World Makiya were chatting.
"Eh, newcomers are here!" Suddenly, Ninja World Makiya's eyes lit up.
Soul Reaper Makiya looked in the direction of his gaze and immediately recoiled in a tactical lean: "Whoa, three of them!"
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