"Hi!"

Under Ou Nahara Yangoro's warning gaze, almost all the students present responded in unison, except Feng Shen Taichi frowned:

I remembered! I slept in the dormitory on Saturday! But...when I woke up, it was Monday? So...I slept for two whole days?!

"Wind God!"

Ou Nahara Yangoro noticed something strange on Feng Shen Taiyi's face and asked, "Are you doubtful about what I'm talking about?"

"No, no, no! I didn't!" Feng Shen Taiyi shook his head desperately. After all, at this juncture, he didn't want to make this bad old man angry!

This is because he found that Ou Nahara Yangoro and Saito, the old man who taught Ghost Way, both disliked him! He didn’t know why!

"Fool!"

Saito Getitong, who was sitting next to Feng Shen Taichi, couldn't help but snicker, but a hint of subtle excitement flashed in his two dark red eyes:

Father, I...will definitely behave well and will not make you and the Saito family feel ashamed for me!

"Next, please fill in the application form to join the team!" Ou Nahara Yangoro gestured to the Shinigami students in the front row to hand out the thick stack of application forms.

Then, he cleared his throat and continued: "Students, after your exercise is over, the college will give priority to sending your scores to the volunteer teams you filled in for the reference of each team captain!

Of course, this time it’s just a volunteer application! When you graduate in 6 years, you will formally fill out the application to join the team!

However, those who are particularly outstanding may receive an invitation to join the squad in advance! That will be a very glorious thing!

In addition, for students who perform particularly well in this exercise, the college will provide an additional recommendation letter from the chairperson... This may allow you to gain special attention from the captains!

Therefore, you must perform well in this exercise! Try to get a good result! Live up to the name of the special promotion class!!"

"Wow!"

When more than 80 Death God students heard the word "Xi Guan", their eyes became eager!

After all, Xi Guan, Xi Guan, regardless of whether it is the 3rd seat or the 20th seat, the 15th best candidate, it all means that they have a place in the Quiet Spirit Court!

"Tch! This bad old man is very bad. He knows how to play 'word games' all day long! The answers to 'possible' and 'probably' are all ambiguous!

In fact, in the eyes of the captains, the academy's recommendation list is almost the same as a piece of paper for wiping your butts. What ultimately determines your seat...is your strength and background!"

Fengshen Taiyi rolled his eyes at the group of fellow students who were enjoying themselves, then focused his eyes on the application form in his hand, and wrote a line of text without thinking...

"Team 11?"

Saito Getogiri glanced at the words on Feng Shen Taichi's volunteer letter, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"Taiyi, don't you...have always hated the 11th Squadron that fights all day long and causes trouble everywhere?"

"No! I was born to be a fighting maniac!"

Feng Shen Taiyi stood up, clapped his chest and sang passionately: "I think a real god of death should punch to the flesh! The kind that bleeds out with a slash of the knife!"

"Wind God - Taiyi! You~"

Ou Nahara Yan Wulang's eyes seemed to have two red flames piercing through the lenses of his glasses at once, burning continuously on Feng Shen Taiyi:

"You guy, don't think that just because you came second in the class you can act recklessly in my class! Now, get out of here and stand in the corridor!!"

"Hi! I'm so sorry, Teacher Ou Nahara Yangoro!" Feng Shen Taiyi bowed desperately and apologized, hating himself to death:

Tomato! I told you not to mess with the bad old man, but why are you so excited?! When it comes to fighting, your blood boils...

"Idiot!" Saito Getogiri was too lazy to pay attention to the ridiculous behavior of this god of death, and filled in the fifth division team on the application form——

There is no reason to join this team, Saito Getitong thought in his heart: At most... it's because I love calligraphy!

Thinking of calligraphy, Saito Getogiri thought of Captain Aizen whom he met at the freshman meeting that day, and his heart suddenly felt very sweet.

However, when she thought of Saito Jushiro, she pouted and wrote about the First Division: It seems that there is a high probability that she will not join the Fifth Division!

After all, my old father had a very good personal relationship with Yamamoto Genryusai, and he was destined to be like his elder brother Saito Ekichiro... to join the first team after graduation!

"I really want to work under Aizen-sensei... He is so gentle and kind to others, he must be a very easy person to get along with!"

Saito Tsukigiri put away his thoughts, but saw Ou Nahara Yangoro after collecting everyone's application forms, and then patiently explaining to everyone the discipline and precautions of this exercise——

After a while,

Ou Nahara Yangoro also sorted out the application form. He stopped and looked at his students, his voice choked up and said:

"The above is the content of today's last lesson! Students! I-I-wish you-"

Ou Nahara Yangoro paused for a moment and looked at the students who were looking at him. His eyes suddenly became moist.

He turned towards the blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk, used all his strength, and wrote a few big words:

"Overcoming thorns and thorns, we return in triumph!"

Then Ou Nahara Yanwulang stayed there, leaning his head against the wall, saying nothing, and only made a gesture to everyone: "School is over, you can go."

"Hi!"

More than 80 Shinigami students bowed to Ou Nahara Gengoro in turn, and then went to prepare for the afternoon drill——

Those from Rukongai returned to their dormitories, and those from Seireitei returned home. Only Fuugami Taichi stood in the corridor, pillowing his hands on his pillow, leaning against the wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Crash!"

The male Shinigami wearing white and blue Japanese-style uniforms and the female Shinigami wearing white-red Japanese uniforms left the lecture theater one after another, and they left cleanly after a while...

"Wind God!"

Ou Nahara Gengoro came to Feng Shen Taiyi with a thick volunteer book under his arm and asked: "Have you finished writing your volunteer team?"

"It's written, Ou Nahara-sensei!"

Feng Shen Tai handed the application form to Ou Nahara Yangoro. The latter glanced at the words on it and frowned deeply: "Team 11?"

"right……"

"Why?"

Ou Nahara Yangoro looked over with lowered eyes, his eyes full of blame: "I remember that among the four subjects of 'Zanken Zuki', you were the best at Kidō and Hakuta. You were even the first in our class."

Tsunayashiro Tokisei is not as good as you——

I remember that when you were in Class 2, Mr. Saito was interested in whether you were interested in joining the Ghost Order...

I also think that even if you don’t go to the Ghost Society, you might still be inclined towards the Captain of the Second Division, who is very accomplished in free fighting...

As a result...you decided to apply to join the 11th Division? The division to which the barbarian Kenpachi Zaraki belongs?! Why?!"

"Teacher Ou Nahara! I think I have the same outstanding talent in kendo! So..."

Feng Shen Taiyi carefully considered his words. In fact, what he was thinking was: In fact, my swordsmanship is the strongest. I went to the 11th Division to hone my fighting skills with those bastards!

It is said that because Zaraki Kenpachi advocates martial arts, the Eleventh Division is keen on killing people with Zanpakutō from top to bottom...

Moreover, the stronger the force, the easier it is to gain everyone's respect and a higher seat...

However……

However, with a stroke of his pen, Ou Nahara Yanwulang added two strokes to the "11" on the application form of Fugami Taichi, and then explained to the latter:

"Wind God! As your teacher, I have the responsibility to guide you on the most suitable path! Based on your performance in the academy, I recommend you to join the Thirteenth Division in the future!

After all...Captain Ukitake has a good reputation and is very popular, and he doesn't attach much importance to his background, not to mention he is the disciple of the captain!

Maybe... with your ability, you may get more development opportunities there! So... perform well in the afternoon and strive to become a chief officer as soon as you graduate!"

"..."

Feng Shen Taichi was silent: Hearing what Ou Nahara Umgoro said, he meant that he wanted to use the relationship of Ukitake Jushiro, the captain of the 13th Division, to climb up to the line of captain——

Then, glory and wealth are just around the corner!

But……

I have always been a counterfeit to replace "Feng Shen Taiyi". If I really mess around under the nose of the captain, will I be cremated by him?

However, after listening to Ou Nahara Yangoro's words, Feng Shen Taichi also came to his senses:

Whether it is Ou Nahara Yangoro or Saito Jushiro, they are all paying attention to themselves silently——

Therefore, while he was surprised, he became very moved, and solemnly bowed to Ou Nahara Gengoro and said: "Thank you... Teacher Ou Nahara!"

"Come on! Fengshen! You must perform well in the afternoon drill and don't let down the expectations of Mr. Saito and I!"
Chapter completed!