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Chapter 147: The Big-Chested Shinigami's Night Raid on a Young Boy?
Chapter 147: The Big-Chested Shinigami's Night Raid on a Young Boy?
As Toshiro hesitated, unsure whether to trust the two Shinigami before him, Yecheng and Lunju, the mischievous duo, had already begun bickering and fighting due to the recent events.
Toshiro, who had initially believed in Yecheng's medical prowess, witnessed his discontent with Lunju's exploitation and demands for exclusive benefits. This caused Toshiro to question Yecheng's reputation as a renowned physician.
Could such a comical character truly be the renowned medical expert of Seireitei? Even if Toshiro possessed a mind far beyond his years, any ordinary child would find it hard to believe such a tale.
With a look of disdain, Toshiro labeled the two as frauds, picked up his bamboo basket, and turned to leave.
Although he knew they were deceivers, Toshiro also understood that they weren't ordinary con artists. The oppressive aura he had sensed from them earlier confirmed their true nature.
"Stop fooling around! Your target, that boy, is already gone!"
Without relying on his Zanpakuto or Spirit Pressure, Yecheng was at a significant disadvantage in the physical fight with Lunju.
With every grand movement, Lunju inadvertently exposed ample spring scenery, whether she bent down or performed high kicks.
In such situations, Yecheng would often freeze momentarily, his 24K titanium dog eyes involuntarily capturing the scene in high definition, and his brain would pause briefly as it categorized and stored the images.
Consequently, Yecheng often found himself on the receiving end of Lunju's punches or kicks.
Lunju herself didn't seem to mind her unintentional exposure, and when she realized it gave her an advantage in their scuffle, she deliberately made such movements to land a few more blows on Yecheng.
"What now? Should we give up? That boy doesn't seem keen on becoming a Shinigami.
Even if I heal his grandmother, it's unlikely that he would leave her alone in Liu Hun Jie and go to Seireitei."
Lunju had also noticed the problem, which was why she didn't stop the boy from leaving.
"Giving up is out of the question. You saw how talented he is, right?
At his age, without any training, his Spirit Pressure has already reached this level. Undoubtedly, he's a true genius.
And not just any genius, but one capable of becoming a Shinigami Captain.
If we bring back such a talented individual, I could fulfill my quota in one go."
The quotas assigned by the Captain-Commander were rule-based. For ordinary Shinigami candidates, a certain number was required to meet the quota.
But in the case of exceptional talents like Toshiro, who was more than just a Shinigami candidate—he was a potential Captain—finding just one would be enough to fulfill Lunju's quota.
"Let's wait until nightfall and secretly investigate the boy's home."
"I never thought you'd stoop so low, Lunju. Although that boy was quite delectable, you're planning a night raid..."
Before Yecheng could finish, Lunju tapped his head again, knowing that he was about to make up some nonsense.
"Focus! Stop clowning around. You must have found something odd in that boy's words, too."
Winter Lion Lang's Grandma's sudden health issue didn't seem like a typical illness.
Yecheng was well aware of the situation, but he never expected that despite Lunju's ample chest, she wasn't just a brainless beauty. She was also surprisingly thoughtful.
That night, after a long day's work, Dongshilang was ready to turn in early.
Although his tasks were similar to his usual routine, he felt more mentally exhausted than ever.
Two so-called Shinigami had suddenly appeared that day, offering him a contract to become a magic... no, a deal to become a Reaper Apprentice.
The big-breasted female Shinigami had even tried to seduce him with her beauty.
It was laughable. Winter Lion Lang was known as the honest and upright boy from ten villages and eight towns, and his heart belonged only to his childhood friend, Hanezawa To. Two mounds of fat couldn't possibly tempt him; it was too naive.
As Dongshilang drifted off to sleep with these thoughts, a sudden noise startled him awake.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a watermelon occupying his entire field of view.
The female Shinigami from earlier, with her spherical shape, left a deep impression on Winter Lion Lang, even though he had only seen her once.
Could it be that her offer to become a Shinigami in Seireitei was a ruse, and her real target was him?
Winter Lion Lang, startled like a frightened rabbit, jumped to his feet and eyed Lunju with caution. Yecheng, standing nearby, couldn't help but chuckle.
"Boy, your reaction was quite amusing. A busty beauty's midnight assault must have made your heart race.
Lunju, it seems this boy mistook you for a pervert who preys on young boys."
Winter Lion Lang's face turned sour as he glared at the uninvited guests in his home.
He never expected that after being deceived by those scammers during the day, they would track him down to his house.
"Yecheng, if you don't stop your nonsense, I'll tell Kyoraku Shunsui and Kiyone about you peeping at my chest and underwear.
Just get on with it; the boy's grandma seems to be in a critical state."
Winter Lion Lang, hearing Lunju's words, realized that his grandma was also in the room.
As he turned his gaze towards her, rage surged within him, and an intense spiritual pressure erupted from his body!
"Lunju, make that brat quiet down. He's not only disturbing my treatment but also endangering the patient, who can't handle such strong spiritual pressure."
Hearing Yecheng's words, Lunju quickly chanted a Kido incantation and used the 63rd Binding Spell, "Chain Binding," to restrain the furious Winter Lion Lang.
Although Winter Lion Lang possessed powerful spiritual energy, he was no match for Lunju before entering Zenny Academy of Spirit Arts.
"Boy, you don't think your grandma's condition is our doing, do you?
Get this straight: the reason your grandma's health deteriorates daily isn't us; it's your uncontrolled spiritual pressure leaking out.
For ordinary people, excessive spiritual pressure can be deadly.
My partner is saving your dying grandma. If you want her to die faster, keep releasing your spiritual pressure."
(End of Chapter)
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