Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 9 Developing a plan, a promise with the murder weapon girl

Under the short orange hair, the peach-colored scarf gathered the white gooseneck, revealing only the faintly visible delicate skin.

From the back view alone, under the slightly wide shoulder bones, the slender waist is restrained by the belt, which highlights her extremely exaggerated figure.

In her words and deeds, her bold character is vividly expressed.

"Hey, boss, where's my wine!"

She raised her left arm, patted the long platform in dissatisfaction, and made a bang, "You bastard, aren't you worried that I won't be able to pay?!"

Opposite the long platform.

A middle-aged man with a mustache rubbed his hands together like a fly rubbing his hands, and responded with an awkward smile:

"Lord Luanju, you haven't settled your drink bill for last month, you should drink less..."

heard.

Matsumoto Rangiku, who had flushed cheeks, jumped up at the table and pointed at the other party angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't serve wine, I will seal up your izakaya!"

Looking at the farce happening in front of him, the corners of Su Feng's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

He suddenly hesitated a little bit just now.

in terms of abuse of power.

Matsumoto Rangiku is a bit too familiar with the road.

As the vice-captain of the [-]th division, she obviously has the power in this regard.

Even if the behind-the-scenes boss of this izakaya is a lower-level nobleman.

Facing the threat of Matsumoto Rangiku, the man with the mustache looked embarrassed and muttered a few times, but he didn't dare to defend himself.

He is just an ordinary wandering soul.

It is not of the same class as the ordinary god of death, let alone the god of death at the vice captain level.

"Let's charge her drink money to my account for now."

Sufeng walked out from behind, skillfully pulled out the seat, and sat next to Matsumoto Rangiku.

"It's you!"

Matsumoto Ranju glanced at Sufeng, and said gloatingly, "I don't have to deal with the files piled up by the ninth squad, but I came here to drink flower wine. I really have a big heart."

The mustache boss naturally knew this big customer.

When facing Su Feng, the smiles piled up, and an old face directly squeezed into a chrysanthemum, perfectly interpreting what flattery is.

"Yes, Lord Sufeng."

Su Feng took the wine glass carefully handed over by the boss of the character Hu, and said calmly:

"Sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood, and there is no rush for files."

"Compared to these, do you still remember what you promised me last time?"

heard.

On Matsumoto Rangiku's blushing face, there was a rare hint of guilty conscience.

"What, what is it..."

Su Feng shook his head, dissatisfied: "Luan Ju, running away will not solve the problem."

"Don't talk about the bets, just talk about the money you owe me. If you only rely on your salary to repay the money you owe me, it will take at least ten years."

"And, this is on the premise that you don't eat or drink."

(It is worth mentioning that if the monthly salary of an ordinary Reaper soldier is converted into Japanese yen, it is about 20 yuan, which is barely enough to support a family. Only the chief officer will be richer.)
Matsumoto Rangiku, as the vice-captain of the [-]th squad, is quite well paid in terms of salary.

It's just that she is extremely addicted to alcohol and often buys some expensive luxury goods.

For example, the scarf on the neck of the snow-white goose cost her less than half a year's salary.

In addition, Sufeng deliberately got used to Matsumoto Ranju, causing her to only drink expensive and high-quality wine.

In terms of wallets, it is even more insufficient.

As for the purpose of Sufeng doing this, it is very simple and clear.

The first is to covet her, the second is to covet her body, and the last is to covet her...

all in all.

Sufeng used the simplest scheme, and Matsumoto Ranju jumped in without hesitation.

As for how the two met.

Then it all depends on Sufeng's own foresight.

With the influence of the Tsunayashiro family and some information provided by him, it is not difficult to find Matsumoto Rangiku who is still in Rukon Street in advance.

The main thing is to cut off with one hand.

The two have known each other for a long time, and Matsumoto Ranju only entered the Maou Academy of Spiritual Arts a few years earlier.

The real weapon girl's development plan!

"Well, you bastard, give me a few words!"

Matsumoto Ranju drank the new drink in one gulp, and suddenly approached Sufeng, staring straight into his eyes, the beauty mole on his lips was particularly eye-catching.

"Isn't it just a change of teams?"

"If you can get Captain Shiba Isshin to agree, then I have no objections."

Because Matsumoto Ranju joined the Fan team earlier, he still chose the [-]th team, and relying on his own talent, he also became the vice-captain at a relatively fast speed.

And she had already made an agreement with Sufeng long before she entered the Spiritual Art Academy.

If one day Sufeng becomes the captain of the team, Matsumoto Ranju will come to assist him and become his vice-captain.

"This matter, I think you should be able to solve it yourself."

The corner of Sufeng's mouth was raised, and there was an unconcealable self-confidence in his smile.

"The salary of the deputy captain of the ninth team will be your current salary..."

"ten times!"

As soon as this word comes out.

Matsumoto Rangiku's beautiful eyes widened immediately, a pair of crystal clear eyes seemed to be shining.

After a while, she took a deep breath and said firmly:
"I'm going to apply to Captain Shiba for team transfer!"

After the words fell, Matsumoto Rangiku even disappeared into the izakaya in a blink of an eye.

Look at the direction she is going in the distance, it is in the Seiling Court.

Sufeng doesn't care about money and such things.

after all.

As the head of the five nobles, the Tsunayashiro family, wealth is the most useless and the most abundant thing.

At least, in Su Feng's eyes, that was the case.

It is precisely this status that allows him to spend recklessly in this extravagant flower street.

To know.

The star-gazing pliers, which he used to tie up hairstyles and prove his status as aristocrats, are no less valuable than the silver and white floral gauze passed down from generation to generation by the Kuchiki family.

In terms of actual price alone, it is comparable to the cost of building ten houses.

to him.

Ten times the salary of the deputy captain is just a drop in the bucket.

Of course, from Su Feng's point of view, this is a pretty good deal.

In the thirteenth team of the court.

The deputy captain is equivalent to the role of secretary to the captain.

As the saying goes, if there is something for the secretary to do, it's nothing, ahem...

Su Feng refrained from some dangerous thoughts, raised his eyes, and looked behind the long platform:
"what are you waiting for?"

"Do you still want me to invite Mrs. Ju Ji personally?"

The boss with the mustache suddenly came back to his senses, nodded and bowed obsequiously: "Please wait a moment, Mrs. Ju Ji will be here soon."

While speaking, he did not forget to take out the treasure in the izakaya, Longquan wine, from under the long platform.

Su Feng's identity deserves such treatment from him.

Even if the behind-the-scenes boss of this izakaya came, he had to be respectful and careful when facing Su Feng.

The class gap between nobles is even more exaggerated than the class gap between commoners and nobles.

…………

The tenth squad.

Captain's Office.

Zhibo scratched the new stubble on his chin with all his heart, looked at the team transfer application form on the table with a dazed expression, and murmured subconsciously:
"In the end what happened?"

"I just had a drink, and the vice-captain is gone?!"

(End of this chapter)