Perhaps it was a sense of identification that was found in Fang Mo.
Komamura Sajin talked with Fang Mo for a long time.
From when he first came to the Soul Society and was ostracized by everyone, to later entering the Gotei 13, receiving the care of the head captain, and slowly growing into a captain-level powerhouse who could stand on his own.
Of course, Fang Mo was also genuinely listening to him.
Although Fang Mo did grow closer to Komamura Sajin because of Steve's abilities, even gamers show different attitudes toward different NPCs, right?
To be honest, Fang Mo really likes this big dog.
Although Komamura Sajin is weak in the original work, regarded as the shame of the Gotei 13 captains, and was instantly defeated by Aizen with a kido spell, he fails multiple times when releasing his Bankai.
But in terms of character, this Shikoku dog could truly be called a loyal dog.
Even at the cost of his life, he would never betray his principles.
In Fang Mo's view,
That is already the biggest advantage.
Weakness in strength can be improved through training or cheating, but if even the heart is corrupt, that's truly incurable, like Tonzou in Naruto or the Celestial Dragons in One Piece.
Komamura Sajin is a Shikoku.
Not a sycophant.
Who wouldn't like a big Shiba Inu that is both loyal and values honor?
Anyway, they talked for a long time, during which Fang Mo even took out some food.
"Come, Shikoku, try this."
As Fang Mo spoke, he reached for the Hydra steak that Steve handed him. A white light flashed, and Reality Shift had already activated: "I used to eat this a lot. It's really filling; one piece is enough to give you energy."
"Old man has been wanting to ask since earlier."
However, Komamura Sajin's attention was not on the steak but on Steve standing next to Fang Mo: "What is this strange, angular thing? Modified soul? Or something else? Pardon my bluntness, it doesn't look like a living thing..."
"Oh, this."
Fang Mo casually explained: "This is something that fights alongside me. If I have to say, it should be similar to your Zanpakuto."
"So it's another system of power?"
Komamura Sajin nodded subconsciously: "No wonder I don't feel any spiritual pressure from you. It seems you are not fighting with reishi; you're more like a vessel..."
Yes, this is the setting of the Soul Society, where everything seems to be composed of reishi, including the Shinigami themselves.
And as for the 'vessel,' it probably means the physical body.
"Sorry, I am in an 'Ishi' state."
Fang Mo shrugged.
"'Ishi'?" Komamura Sajin was puzzled: "What does that mean?"
"Extremely strong and tough, shining like a king," Fang Mo flexed his muscles, "but you have to maintain a good mindset, or else there will be an 'Ishi' explosion."
"Alright."
The straightforward Komamura Sajin, not knowing that Fang Mo was joking, took it seriously.
After all, he had personally experienced how tough Fang Mo's body was. Even the blade of his Zanpakuto couldn't break through the defense, which was crazier than the skin of a large Hollow, right?
But after Fang Mo answered Komamura Sajin's question, he suddenly smelled a tempting aroma.
Only then did he turn his attention to the table.
At the moment, two huge steaks were placed on the square table in front of them.
Just how big were they? They were almost like washbasins, nearly twenty centimeters thick, like the chopping blocks used for cutting fish in supermarkets. They were still steaming hot and the Maillard reaction on the surface was perfect. Beneath the crispy, brown crust was the juicy Hydra fillet.
"What kind of meat is this?"
Komamura Sajin's dark dog nose twitched twice, and he couldn't help but drool a little: "Why... is the aroma so enticing?"
"Oh, this is the meat of the famous Hydra organization's mascot," Fang Mo casually said. "It's a specialty from our side, very delicious. However, there's one thing you must do before eating: you must shout 'Long live Hydra,' otherwise you can't eat it."
"Is that so?"
Upon hearing this, Komamura subconsciously swallowed his saliva and said, "So it's similar to saying 'Let's eat'?"
"Exactly," Fang Mo solemnly said, "It's like saying thanks to Hydra for sending the meat."
"I see," Komamura took it seriously and joined his hands together, "Then... Long live Hydra!"
After saying that, Komamura immediately picked up a piece of meat and took a big bite.
Fang Mo didn't hold back either, cutting a piece for himself and putting it in his mouth.
The moment the meat entered his mouth, a rich aroma and hot juice burst forth. Though the Hydra appeared to have rough skin and meat, it was surprisingly tender and tasty. Every chew stimulated the taste buds, making one want to take another bite immediately.
The fat on the Hydra's meat had completely melted, seeping into every muscle fiber.
Every bite released a rich aroma that went straight to the brain.
"Damn, this is so good..." Fang Mo couldn't help but utter these famous words.
Only then did he realize that he had been skeptical for no reason; food could indeed be delicious enough to make one lose control of their expressions. Maybe he just didn't believe it because he couldn't afford such delicacies.
Of course, food causing clothes to burst is a bit too much, unless it's in the realm of "Food Wars," where it makes sense.
Not just Fang Mo, even Komamura was eating with his mouth full of oil.
Being part of the werewolf clan, he naturally had some animalistic tendencies. When encountering such delicious meat, he just couldn't help himself and ate wildly.
Soon, a huge piece of meat was completely devoured.
"This is the most delicious thing I've ever eaten," Komamura sighed contentedly. "I've been in Soul Society for hundreds of years and never tasted something this good. Moreover... it seems to contain some kind of energy?"
"Ah, you mean health regeneration?"
Fang Mo replied while chewing, "That's the intended effect of Hydra meat. It offers a few seconds of health recovery, not as effective as potions, but it does heal."
"Alright, Fang Mo."
Having finished eating, Komamura wiped his hands and returned to the topic: "Though we met late, we've become close friends. But I still have to ask... what are you here in the Soul Society for?"
"I'm here to find something," Fang Mo cleared his throat and began making up a story, "A long time ago, someone stole something very important to me. Now, I've heard it's here in the Soul Society, so I came to get it back and eliminate the thief."
"Is that so?"
Komamura began to ponder, "Considering your status as a Ryoka (intruder), this could easily cause conflicts with other captains. Why not meet with the head captain? I can explain your situation..."
"I doubt that would work," Fang Mo interrupted, shaking his head.
"I may have lost touch with Soul Society, but I've heard of Captain-Commander Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni. He values the face and honor of Soul Society more than anything, and on top of him, there's the Central 46. Do you think they would admit that someone in Soul Society stole my stuff? Or hand that criminal over to me?"
Upon hearing this, even Komamura was stunned.
Though he's a loyal subject of Yamamoto, he's very aware of how the Central 46 operates. Just like Fang Mo said, admitting to the theft might not be in the cards, and it could even backfire on him due to his Ryoka status.
"Can I ask what was stolen from you?" Komamura inquired.
Fang Mo directly said: "One of my friends was attacked, and something was taken from his soul. According to witnesses, the attacker is a reaper with extremely strong abilities, skilled in both combat and ghost manipulation, and also possesses an illusory Zanpakutō that can control the five senses."
"Extremely strong?"
Komamura Sajin was slightly stunned: "How strong?"
"Well..." Fang Mo hesitated deliberately: "Is it not appropriate to use you as an example?"
"Go ahead."
Komamura Sajin waved his hand nonchalantly.
"You wouldn't even last a round against him," Fang Mo stated bluntly.
"Impossible!"
Upon hearing Fang Mo's words, Komamura Sajin immediately retorted: "I have great faith in my own abilities. Even against other captains... it's impossible that I wouldn't last even one round!"
"Are you sure?"
Fang Mo glanced at Komamura Sajin.
"Of course!" Komamura Sajin said confidently: "Aside from the Head Captain, I can hold my own against other captains. I may not win, but I won't easily be defeated!"
"Alright, let's wait and see."
Fang Mo just smiled and did not say anything more. "When I entered the Seireitei, I saw another group of intruders. I suspect their arrival is related to the reaper who stole from me. There must be some plot going on; maybe that guy will show up eventually."
"What? There's another group of intruders?"
Komamura Sajin was surprised. He had initially heard about disturbances near the White Path Gate and had gone to investigate, but by the time he arrived, Ichimaru Gin had already sent Ichigo Kurosaki flying, so he hadn't seen any other intruders.
"So it seems..."
Komamura Sajin's brows furrowed unconsciously: "Things seem to be getting more complicated."
"It's fine, I'm invincible," Fang Mo said unconcernedly, even patting Komamura Sajin on the shoulder: "Even if things really go south, I can handle it. I can take them apart with my left and right hands, seriously."
"If you really tear this place apart, then that will be the real problem."
Hearing this, Komamura Sajin put his hand to his forehead, clearly exasperated: "Can't we think of a normal solution?"
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