Grim Reaper: Studying medicine can't save the world of corpses and souls

this voice...

Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes froze, and then he looked along the arm that grabbed his wrist, and a face that was as gentle as if the spring breeze and the warm sun met here appeared in front of him.

Sensei Makoto!

This man, Matsumoto Ranju obviously still has some impressions.

Once, Gin told her that Makoto Senju was the man who saved Matsumoto Rangiku's life, the man who wanted to engrave that kindness in his heart forever, and would repay that life-saving grace no matter what.

Moreover, that man also came to visit Ichimaru Gin and herself specially, and left a lot of money, which greatly improved the precarious life of Ichimaru Gin and Matsumoto Rangiku.

However, until Yin disappeared, all this seemed so beautiful...

"Cheng...Your Majesty?"

Matsumoto Rangiku said subconsciously, then almost instinctively covered his face with the other hand, and hid his body deeper under the table.

So rude, so embarrassing...

What are you doing? Actually let Cheng Jun, who is a benefactor, see such a despicable side of himself.

Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes turned red almost instantly, and he didn't dare to look up at Makoto Senju at all.

The movement between Senju Makoto and Matsumoto Rangiku also made the busy street vendor realize something, squatted down suddenly, and then discovered the existence of Matsumoto Rangiku.

"You bastard, you actually plan to hide here and steal things again? I will kill you today and bury you in the stinky ditch!"

All of a sudden, the peddler who was already quite tall and thick shouted angrily, and subconsciously raised a rolling pin as thick as a forearm with the other hand and knocked it on Matsumoto Rangiku's head.

In Matsumoto Rangiku's somewhat terrified eyes, when the rolling pin was about to hit her forehead, an arm blocked Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes, and indeed blocked that blow.

"boom!"

Some dull voices sounded from Qianshoucheng's arm.

At this moment, the vendor turned his head to look at Qian Shoucheng, and saw the deadly domineering outfit on Qian Shoucheng's body, his face turned pale all of a sudden.

Actively attacking the Reapers, even if the Reapers draw their swords and kill them on the spot, there will be absolutely no problem.

However, Makoto Senju didn't show the slightest anger on his face, instead he took out Matsumoto Rangiku who was hidden under the table with one hand and put it on the ground to stand up.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, are you okay? It's all because of me..."

At the moment, Matsumoto Ranju was speaking in a flustered and helpless manner, wanting to see Makoto Senju's arm, but also afraid that he would dirty Makoto Senju's domineering outfit.

Just the next moment, Senju Makoto's warm palm covered Matsumoto Rangiku's head, rubbed Matsumoto Rangiku's hair, then squatted down, and said with a gentle and bright smile.

"Of course nothing will happen. On the contrary, you let me find you easily, but fortunately, I finally found you."

Immediately, Qian Shoucheng turned to look at the vendor and said.

"I'm sorry, my little sister ran around without telling me. Did you suffer any losses during this time? I can compensate you."

Matsumoto Rangiku, who has been quite flustered since Senju Makoto appeared, looked up at Senju Makoto incredulously.

Me... my little sister?

Matsumoto Ranju instinctively pinched the dirty and tattered corner of his clothes, feeling indescribably moved and ashamed.

And the vendor who just hit Qian Shoucheng with a stick just now, how dare he ask for Qian Shoucheng's money at this moment, he almost wants to kneel down and beg Qian Shoucheng to leave.

Seeing this, Makoto Senju, who actually didn't think that he was superior to the residents of Ruukon Street in his heart, had no choice but to take out 300 yuan and put it on the table, and then led Matsumoto Rangiku to leave.

The vendor didn't intend to turn back until Qian Shoucheng walked away, and then carefully picked up the three hundred coins and put them in his pocket, with a little puzzled look in his eyes.

'That God of Death...seems to be different from the usual God of Death. '

...

And Makoto Sensou led the nervous and flustered Matsumoto Rangiku all the way to a nearby corner where no one was around, then let go of his hand and asked gently.

"Lanju, I've been looking for you for a long time, and I almost thought I couldn't find you."

The fact is exactly the same, Qian Shoucheng did not exaggerate this point at all.

If there is no "Seed of the Forest", it would be almost impossible to find Matsumoto Rangiku in the wide Rukon Street area.

Looking at Makoto Senju who looked concerned about him, Matsumoto Rangiku subconsciously apologized again and again. "Yes... sorry."

"It doesn't have to be that way."

Makoto Senju smiled softly, quickly alleviating Matsumoto Rangiku's nervousness, and then asked. "How did you get here?"

"I……"

Matsumoto Rangiku was still pinching the corner of his clothes subconsciously, and then explained.

"Yin, Yin left and said he would never come back again, I'm going to find him."

? ?

Hearing this, Makoto Senju looked at Matsumoto Rangiku almost subconsciously.

It has to be said that Matsumoto Rangiku was quite young at this time, and her flat chest did not protrude at all. She looked like a malnourished loli who had been wandering for a long time.

However, Makoto Qianshou tasted a two-way dog ​​food in it.

In order to retrieve the soul of Matsumoto Rangiku, Ichimaru Gin embarked on an unknown and dangerous road alone;

In order to get Ichimaru Gin back, Matsumoto Rangiku started wandering in Rukon Street in a ignorant manner.

Makoto Senshou, who has never supported puppy love, asked helplessly. "Did Yin not leave you any money or anything like that?"

"No, no, I have to save the money to buy persimmons for Yin, I'm hiding it at home..."

Speaking of this, Matsumoto Rangiku's stomach suddenly "gurgled", and his somewhat pale face suddenly turned a little rosy from embarrassment.

"I, I'm fine. If you're hungry, just bear with it a little bit, or you can pick up some food once in a while."

"OK OK……"

Makoto Senju sighed, but gave up on sending Matsumoto Rangiku back to his original residence.

Although rationally speaking, Matsumoto Rangiku, who was originally in a state of lack of soul, had limited talent and did not have the ability to perform swastikas at all.

In this case, even if Matsumoto Rangiku becomes the god of death like the original track, it doesn't mean much, and it may become a drag and concern for Gin Ichimaru.

However, Makoto Senju saw a hint of determination in Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes. I'm afraid she would never stop looking for Ichimaru Gin no matter what?

"Lan Ju, you can follow me for now..."