'Unohana-sensei, would you like to hear what you're talking about?' ’

'How can I be similar to Aizen Sosuke?' I'm a good person! ’

Senju Cheng took the lead in sending more than a dozen good guy cards to himself angrily, with a purebred good smile on his face, and said with some embarrassment.

"Teacher, how can I be compared to the vice captain of Aizen? Even if you want me to build up my self-confidence, that's an exaggeration. ”

Uno Hanari's beautiful eyes looked at Senju Makoto, quite sure of his judgment, and said. "No, there are some similarities, but there is a slight difference between you and the vice-captain of Aizen."

Senju asked sincerely. "What is it?"

U no Hanarie's lips opened slightly and said. "Loneliness, loneliness that sometimes seems out of place in the world......"

Senju Makoto ...... I was a little stunned.

Lonely?!

Senju Makoto, who was poked in some part of his heart, almost even smiled a little reluctantly, and a strong sense of loneliness suddenly emanated.

A trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the flower of Mao, but he did not continue to ask, but directly got up and left the courtyard to participate in the monthly captain's meeting.

For individuals, loneliness is the most incompletely unbreakable curse!

Arriving in the world alone, and leaving the world alone......

Between these two solitudes, everyone is a lonely soul wandering in confusion.

Especially for the long-lived god of death, that loneliness will be extended countless times by time, and a lot of "different or same" is needed to fill or heal that loneliness.

Once, the choice that Uno Hanari chose to fight against that loneliness was killing, feeling his true self in the endless killing, and completely obsessed with that killing to replace loneliness.

Now, in the opinion of Uno Hanari, Senju Makoto has not really found a way to integrate into the world and heal his loneliness......

Although the loneliness revealed by Senju Makoto sometimes seems a little too strong, as a teacher's gentleness, Uno Hanari did not bother Senju Makoto.

And after Uno Hanari left for a moment, Senju Makoto breathed a sigh of relief and slowly readjusted his state.

Loneliness......

I didn't expect that Teacher U's observation power was so meticulous, or did I say that I revealed it unintentionally?

Senju Makoto thought silently, unconsciously pursing his lips vigorously.

It's just that Senju Makoto also understands where his loneliness comes from, that is, there is no kind of kind, the loneliness of the real sense of "the same kind".

The memories of his previous life made Senju Makoto understand that he was an outlier in this world in a sense.

However, in fact, Senju Makoto didn't care too much about this kind of thing, and time ...... It's going to soothe everything.,Sentimentality is not Senju's character.。

On the contrary, the corners of Senju's mouth were grinning, but he was looking forward to the future in the gynecology department a little more.

With the praise of the Uno Hana as an authority, it is expected that the patients who will gradually find their own face will appear, that is to say...... After more than two months of silence, I can finally find another opportunity to start "planting".

As for how to get some bleeding wounds out of the patient, Senju Makoto also has a plan in his heart, that is...... Prick the needle.

Of course, Senjucheng means acupuncture, whether you are sick or not...... Give a free stitch and then say.

At the thought that his "Forest Seed" was about to take root and sprout in a large number of Silent Spirit Gardens, Senju Makoto was in a good mood, and the loneliness in his heart immediately dissipated a lot.

"Sure enough, I have been lonely and depressed in the past few months, maybe it is related to the inability to sow seeds, and the speed of spiritual power accumulation cannot ......be improved for a long time."

'Prick a needle, sow a seed, where is there any loneliness?' ’

There is no emotion but happiness. ’

Senju muttered, and after quickly resolving the breakfast problem, he hurried to the gynecology department, ready to start a new day.

……

On the other side, as the day of the monthly captains' meeting in the Silent Soul Court, the captains and vice-captains of the entire Silent Soul Court almost all gathered towards the first team early.

And as the team slowly closed the door, it also meant that the authority in the Silent Spirit Court was second only to the central forty-six rooms, and the meeting that would affect the direction of the entire corpse soul world was about to begin.

In the large and majestic conference room, the captain-level Grim Reaper dressed in different captains Haori stood in two columns, and the numbers of the completely different teams were written on the captain Haori behind them.

A total of twelve different figures stood in this conference room, almost every figure faintly exuding a terrifying spiritual pressure that ordinary Grim Reapers' could not bear.

Eventually, the meeting began as the ancient bell rang outside the room.

Standing on the right side of the head of the first one, there is a hideous cross-type scar, a silver beard with a purple belt tied on his chest, and the word "one" is written on the pure white captain feather weaving that is simply draped on his body, and the majestic old man in the twilight opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the eleven captains in front of him.

Except for the position of the captain of the Juban team, which was still vacant, the rest of the captains had already arrived, and they spoke slowly.

"Captains, the meeting has officially begun......"

In the adjutant waiting room near the captain's conference room, as the terrifying spirit faintly transmitted in the conference room next door calmed down, a large number of vice-captains who followed the captain to attend the meeting gradually relaxed.

"It's really terrifying, I can only say that I deserve to be the captains, just my words and deeds inadvertently leaked the spiritual pressure that makes me feel awe."

A deputy captain of the Jiuban team, who had short green wavy hair and wore a red scarf, patted his small chest, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and muttered.

Chitetsu (female), the deputy captain of the Sanban team, who is burly and tall, nodded and said in awe.

"Of course, that's the captain, it's not the same level as the ordinary god of death, I'm afraid that even if I want to participate in the meeting, I can't keep standing in front of the captain's door."

However, as an adjutant for the first time, Kusaka Yachiryu, who participated in the meeting for the first time, couldn't help but smash his mouth and shouted. "Well...... It's just boring, how long am I going to stay here? ”

And the deputy captain of the Ichiban team, who has conspicuous short white hair and a black mustache, said with a glance.

"Please be quiet, Deputy Captain of the 11th Team, the time of the meeting is determined by the content of the matters to be discussed, as the duties of the adjutant, we just need to wait patiently for the captain's instructions here to provide corresponding assistance."

It's just that, as Minister Jiro subconsciously finished speaking, looking at the little short-legged pink little Lori in front of him, her big eyes were confused and blinking, and her expression was a little tense.