CH.31 One Hundred Years

It has been a hundred years since the general attack of the imaginary circle provoked by Reis. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In the past hundred years, many things have happened, but there is no doubt that the Corpse Soul Realm is developing in the direction of prosperity.

In the past hundred years, in order to consolidate the top-level appeal and combat effectiveness of the Silent Spirit Court in the corpse soul world, Yamamoto Shigekuni, as the chief captain, used the power in his hands to constantly change the captains of the thirteen teams, and it was not until recently that the momentum weakened.

Now, the thirteen men at the apex of the team at the apex are all characters who stomp on the corpse soul realm and tremble.

And our main character, Chojiro, is now a guest in a huge mansion.

"I'm really bothered, Yasuda-sama."

"Haha, where, I'm very happy that you're willing to take the time to see me, an old man."

Shizuichi Yasuda, who was the former captain, smiled and put down the teacup in his hand.

Since he stepped down as the captain, the originally lively courtyard has also been deserted, and it can be said that he has experienced what it means to be a doorman.

Because there is a great shortage of people around Yamamoto, Yasuda handed over his henchman butler, Yasuha Kazumoto, to Yamamoto, hoping to help him. This also led to fewer people around Yasuda.

"But ......"

Yasuda glanced at Chojiro, then pointed, helplessly, to Chojiro's leg.

"You're a nobleman, aren't you? Are you going to sit like this? ā€

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As the inheritor of authentic Japanese culture, Yasuda naturally sat on his knees, while Chojiro sat cross-legged on the tatami mat because he had never been able to get used to the Japanese way.

"That'...... That one...... I'm more comfortable doing this......"

I'm embarrassed to scratch my head, what can I do if I don't adapt to the culture here?

"Well, forget it. Recently, I heard that Yamamoto doesn't have a good temperament......"

"Ah, that's true......"

Chojiro looked at the teacup in his hand and sighed unconsciously: "Even if you still have the same attitude towards me, but when you face other things, it seems to be a different person." ā€

"I've heard of it."

Yasuda closed his eyes, as if recalling something.

"Twenty years ago, the family of the great nobles was wiped out because of the rebellion, right?"

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Chojiro didn't speak, and to be honest, he still doesn't want to think about it.

The horror of that incident is definitely not explained by words.

There were no armies, no bitter battles. All......

It's just a massacre.

Alone, bare-handed, and without even a slashing knife, Yamamoto Shigekuni went to the Kazuma family alone in the captain's Haori.

Facing hundreds of Grim Reapers, many of them are at the level of Xi Officer, and even at the level of captains.

But Yamamoto Shigekuni was not afraid, so he walked in alone, and then his body was stained with the blood of the enemy, and in this way, he broke the neck of the head of the Kazuma family, and then tore all the people of the family, old and young, male and female, to pieces.

The Thirteenth Guardian Team, which was already widely known, was even more feared after this battle.

Shigekuni Yamamoto, who has become so cold and ruthless, will only show his softer side in front of Chojiro and Shizuichi Yasudamoto.

'Did that incident a hundred years ago have such a great impact on the temple?' ’

"Anyway......"

Yasuda interrupted Chojiro's musings with a remark: "I'm just an old man after all, and the only one who can help him by his side is you, Chojiro......"

"I'll leave it all to you."

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The Quiet Soul Garden, in one of the courtyards of the Ichiban team.

The clear pool of water, which flows from the bamboo tube and then flows down from the cracks in the rocks, bows its head when it overflows, pours the water from the bamboo tube into the pool, and then returns to its original position, repeating the same work.

"Knock ......"

The bamboo tube fell.

"Whew~~~~"

Shigekuni Yamamoto rarely took off the captain's haori, sat quietly on the tatami, and enjoyed a peaceful time.

"It seems to have been hard lately, the temple of the word."

Chojiro also picked up the teacup in front of him and said to Yamamoto, who closed his eyes and recuperated.

"The captain of the thirteenth team of the court has not been decided yet, how can the old man be idle?"

Yamamoto raised his eyes to look at Chojiro, moved the corners of his mouth, and then asked, "How is it, Chojiro, about what the old man discussed with you before......

"Ahh

Chojiro sighed, because of the vacancy in the position of captain of the Yaban team, Yamamoto once proposed to ask Chojiro to take over the position, but Chojiro, who wanted to save his life, refused without hesitation.

"Then you will take over as the captain's authority agent first, and then return to the team when a suitable candidate appears."

"Don't embarrass me, I'm really not good at this......"

Chojiro's face is bitter, what is temporary? Yamamoto's thoughts were easy to guess for Chojiro, who had been with him for more than 100 years.

It's nothing more than wanting to cook raw rice and mature rice, and when the time comes, Chojiro can't refuse.

"That's what attracted you to the position of vice-captain?"

'It's just that I don't want to be in the limelight and die fast......

Of course, Chojiro thought about this sentence in his heart, and asked him to say it in front of Yamamoto, but he didn't have the courage yet.

"But speaking of which, I have a good candidate, about the captain of the Yaban team......"

"Huh?"

"I heard that he has only practiced the ...... of swastika in recent years."

"Knock ......"

The bamboo tube outside the house lowered its head again.

"Who?"

Yamamoto really hasn't heard of anyone who has reached this level recently.

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"Huh? I? ā€

Di Chun Yiye looked at Chojiro with a puzzled expression, and then squinted his eyes: "It's too troublesome, I don't do it." ā€

"Hey, this is the captain's position, many people can't ask for it."

Chojiro spread his hands, looking helpless.

He knew Di Chun's character very well, so he had known that this would be the case for a long time.

But this also can't stop him, for such a situation, Chojiro has already had a countermeasure.

"What does that have to do with Lao Tzu?"

"I~say~ah~"

Chojiro stretched out his finger, with a look of a strange look that tempted Xiao Lori to be fooled, and said with a wicked smile: "After becoming the captain, it is said that you can find other teams to fight at will, and I heard that if the captain has time, you can also find the captain to fight." ā€

"Captain ......"

Clearly, some combat idiot took the bait.

"Heartbeat, right? Then touch your uncle's big goldfish...... Ahem, take over as captain. ā€

It's so dangerous, it's almost exposed.

Hey? What is my nature?

Chojiro was puzzled.

"Since you say so, it's not impossible to take over......

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Di Chun suddenly pulled out his knife, then looked at Changjiro with a cruel smile and said, "The captain is leaning back or something, let Lao Tzu fight with you first!" ā€

Ahhhh......h

Is this what it looks like in the end......

Chojiro, who felt a hint of sadness, scratched his head.

"See you next time."

"Stop for Lao Tzu!!"

"There's a ghost for you to stop!!"

"Let Lao Tzu cut you!!"

"Damn!! I can't complain anymore! ā€