"A year has passed, and I'm actually handsome again. Oh~ I'm so fucking~"

The next morning, Ichiro stood in front of the mirror and tidied up his clothes as before, as narcissistic as before.

"Hi~Hi~ You are the most handsome, you are the most handsome in the world. Let's get out of the way after finishing it." Urahara pushed Ichiro away with disgust.

They didn’t have a lot of fun at yesterday’s party. After all, they didn’t have a very familiar relationship. Ichiro, who has lived for two lifetimes, wanted to live a free and easy life in this life. With more friends, it’s too tiring...

So I didn't say much throughout the whole process, just sat quietly in the corner, answered with them, and then left the seat together.

There was not much communication throughout the whole process, and the others were not interested in him, a civilian who "climbed up" the high branches. After talking for two or three times, they all walked away consciously.

"Hurry up, you're so slow, Urahara." Ichiro, who had finished tidying up his clothes, leaned against the door and urged Urahara impatiently.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you weren't so slow, I would have done it long ago!" Urahara complained with a broken face as she lifted her belt.

"Tsk, put on your pants and speak hard."

Urahara's eyes turned pale, ignored him, grabbed two pairs of yellow short hair, and walked out.

"Let's go."

"Um."

...

"Don't you communicate more with your classmates? It's not good to continue like this." Urahara put his hands on the back of his head and glanced at Ichiro beside him.

"It doesn't matter. I'm tired of those cautious and versatile days. I finally lived a life of resuming my life. I wanted to live a little easier."

"That's right, I almost forgot that you are not from the Soul Realm. No wonder, but if you don't have friends, it will be a bit troublesome to enter the Thirteenth Team in the future."

"I'll talk about it then, let's talk about it, aren't you there?"

"Ha~" Urahara shook his head and said nothing. With Ichiro's talent, even without them, he would not be much worse in the Thirteenth Team, as long as he did not provoke the aristocrat's bottom line.

As they said that, the two stopped downstairs of the girls' dormitory, and said something casually. After Ye came out, the three of them went to the classroom together.

It has been almost like this for a year, so sometimes Ichiro wondered if the two of them had not yet pierced the layer of paper, could it be because of their own reasons?

But then Ichiro thought about it and said that the situation of these two people in the original work lasted for hundreds of years. It was obvious that it was the same with him or not, so he didn't take it seriously.

After a while, the three of them who had just walked into the classroom were stunned for a moment, then Urahara and Yeichi turned their heads and looked at Ichiro at the same time. There was no longer a seat by the window in the back row...

After a year of getting along, they also understood that this guy is fascinated by this location. Any course or activity to choose a seat is a must-have!

This is the first time they have encountered this situation, and he is quite curious about what Ichiro would do in this situation.

Provocation? Or negotiation? Or sitting next to you?

However, to the two of them, Ichiro quietly walked to the third position in the row against the wall at the door. Although it was not as good as the back row against the window, he was still the protagonist.

I, Ichiro Tianxin, will never be ordinary!

Urahara and Yeichi looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. The two sat down next to Ichiro. Urahara said curiously: "It's really rare. You can actually sit in another position."

Ichiro lay on the table and gave Urahara a blank look: "Don't make me think too strange, okay? I can do any position."

"Is that true? Then give it to me when I come back to divide the seat?"

“Haha~”

Ichiro didn't say much, but these two words were enough to show his attitude.

"Hello." Suddenly, a girl with a ponytail sat in front of Ichiro, then turned around and greeted him, "My name is Tianxin Ichiro, I remember your name is Tianxin Ichiro? I am really destined to be there. Please give me some advice in the future."

Ichirol looked at the girl in confusion and turned his head: "Tianxin Yixu? Your surname is also Tianxin?"

"Hmm?" This time it was Tianxin's turn to look at Ichiro in confusion.

"Hmm?" Ichiro looked back in confusion.

Looking at the two of them staring at each other, Ye Yi patted his head and said, "You won't miss the notice you sent? There is a list of new class personnel on it, otherwise what would you do when you thought yesterday's party?"

"I didn't see... Why should I look at that? Isn't it good to read more ghost spells when I have that time? Ye Yi, you have surpassed me."

Thinking of Ichiro's ghost talent, Ye Yi twitched: "Who told you to finish your chanting before you can learn the next number..."

As he said that, Ye Yi looked at Tianxin and asked curiously, "I didn't see you at yesterday's party, didn't you go?"

"Well, something happened yesterday."

"No wonder, this guy has such a personality. If you don't stand in front of him, he will not take the initiative to understand him. He is just a fool."

"Oh? That's it..."

"Hello!"

"Hehe^_^~ Then let's meet me now. My name is Tianxin Yixu. Please give me some advice."

"Uh... so do I, please give me some advice." Compared to Ichio, Ichiro's reaction became a little dull.

There is no way. Although he is a girl, it’s a pity that he is a supporting role. He is not interested in supporting roles. Besides, when he becomes a human body, what kind of girl does not have it?

"Everyone is quiet, and then call me." Soon the teacher in charge of their Class 3 also came, glanced at him, opened the lesson plan in his hand, and the girl turned her head back.

"Matsuoka Yukimura..."

"arrive."

"Ren Kiriya..."

"arrive."

...

"Sifengyuan one night..."

"arrive."

...

"Urahara Kisuke..."

"arrive."

...

"Tianxin Ichiro..."

"arrive."

“…Tianxin Yixu…”

"arrive."

The teacher glanced at the two of them, as if he wanted to confirm whether they had anything to do with each other, but he just took a look and continued to click on the name behind.

After a while, he closed the manual and clapped his hands.

"Very good, everyone is here to go. Next, you will have your first soul burial practice. Everyone, gather at the border gate of the playground, and set off."

...

As the picture changed, everyone came to the front of the teaching building. Here, the active Death of the Thirteenth Team was already waiting in front of the Passing World Gate. The subsequent courses will be accompanied by them. They will point out any errors and omissions as soon as possible.

Ichiro looked at the Chuanjiemen with deep eyes, touched the gloves that were kicking in his pocket, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.
Chapter completed!