The world is restarting

"I'm sorry, Rukia, because my waywardness has caused you to be implicated..."

"...But, thank you, at least my heart can stay here."

The black-haired girl woke up suddenly, sat up from the bed with one hand propped up, panting and pressing her chest.

The vacant place was chilly and windy, which made people's flesh and blood ache.

"...Rukia?"

The kitten sleeping on the other side opened its eyes and looked at her in bewilderment, and the little paper people beside them sat up rubbing their eyes one by one.

Kuchiki Rukia: "...Sorry, did I wake you up?"

Zetian Meow shook his head, yawned, walked towards her unsteadily, and was carefully held up by his hands.

She was embraced by Rukia in a rather attached position. The girl bent her legs and buried her head on her knees, and the kitten was right against the pulse of her neck.Through a thin layer of skin, the blood rushes through the veins, just like her emotions covered under the silence at the moment.

"Did Rukia have a nightmare?" Sawada Ya rubbed her and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." The black-haired girl was silent for a moment, "My lord, the vice-captain you mentioned who gave this house to my brother...is his surname Shiba?"

Outside the door, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the light moonlight fell through the screen to cast a silver line, and the long tail of the swirling pattern of falling sky and collapse on the screen swung a complete circle, just sweeping across the bed.

With the chilly wind blowing through the window hinges in the middle of the night, the little paper people hurriedly ran around the room, got up and pulled the quilts on them, closed the windows, lit the lamps, and made all kinds of rustling noises.

Sawada Ya blinked, "Yes."

"Sure enough..." Rukia fell silent again.

"When I was in the Repentance Palace, I thought it would be good to be executed like this."

"Rukia?"

"I don't have the value and significance of being rescued... I think so."

"..." The kitten was silent, "Is it because of Haiyan?"

The girl holding her seemed to froze for a moment, "My lord...you know that too?"

"After all, he was the one who took good care of my brother in the past. I asked him specifically after I came back."

After Sawada Tsunayoshi graduated from Mao Lingshu Academy, the team he chose was the thirteenth team.At that time, the captain Shishiro Ukitake was not very reasonable because of his poor health, and the boy Sawada who carried the "Daxu Concern" debuff with him was often taken care of by the vice-captain Shiba Haiyan.

It's just that when she returned to the world of corpses and souls to confirm the situation of the deceased, she learned that the other party had died.

Shiba Haiyan, vice-captain of the [-]th division, was controlled by Kuki on the way to pursue Oku who had sneaked into Seireitei, and was killed by Kuchiki Rukia, a member of the [-]th division.

A short line in black and white is a nightmare that a person can never get out of after dreaming at midnight.

"Lukia." The kitten rubbed against her neck again, and the girl who was holding her began to tremble slightly, but remained silent without making a sound.

She lay quietly in her arms without saying "it's not your fault".

Similar words should have been said countless times long ago, but no one but herself can understand the weight on other people's backs.

No one can help her out except herself.

Ze Tianya thought about it seriously, and simply changed the subject, "The one that attacked Haiyan, I always feel that the description is a bit familiar, I seem to have met it before."

Hugging her arm tightly, Kuchiki Rukia was indeed diverted a little attention, and asked hesitantly, "Sister, have you encountered something similar?"

"Yes." Zetian Meow nodded. She had indeed encountered it and was attacked by it. "But now that I think about it, I'm not sure if it's the same one..."

Because she met that big xu and was attacked by it, and what happened after that... She doesn't remember.

Her memory is filled with a large fog, and she can occasionally think of something, but she can't always connect them.

This time, if Rukia hadn't mentioned it, the fact that she was attacked by that strange ghost would also fall into the category of "don't remember".But it seems that when encountering some past keywords or scenes like this, those fogs can automatically unlock a small piece.

Zetian Meow tried again, and found that the following keywords may still not be found, and the unlocking failed.

She lay on Rukia's shoulders, and said to the girl who had finally calmed down, "Lukia, are you hungry? I seem to be hungry."

"What do you want to eat, I'll make you something to eat?" Kuchiki Rukia got up from the bed subconsciously.

Zetian Meow thought for a while, jumped off her shoulders, and ran around the screen to the outside of the room.

Lucia didn't understand what she was going to do, so she followed subconsciously, and saw her bouncing on the tabletop and climbing up to the outer shell, stretched out her claws and pulled open the small door on the shell.

"My lord, what's in the shroud... what..."

She stared dumbfounded at her elder sister taking out a bag of dried persimmons.

"Sure enough, there's food here," the little cat said with satisfaction. "My brother used to like to hide the delicious food here when he was playing games with his friends."

How many years ago was that?

Kuchiki Rukia took a step forward subconsciously, took the paper bag out from under the cat's paw, opened it and looked at it, and unexpectedly found that the food inside was still very fresh, as if it had just been put in it not long ago.

"Is there actually someone living here?" She came back to her senses, "The same is true inside the house. Although it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, the inside of the room is very clean, as if it has been cleaned all the time."

She looked down at the kitten suspiciously, but saw that she tilted her head and thought for a while, but she didn't explain, she just stretched out her short paw, "Lukia, persimmon~"

"Ah, yes." Seeing this, she didn't ask any more questions, and took out a dried persimmon and handed it over.

It's just that, when cleaning the room during the day, she seemed to have tidied up the shroud... A question suddenly flashed in the black-haired girl's heart, and she looked back hesitantly.

Was there something in it back then?Or did she remember wrongly?

"Lukia," the kitten gnawing on the persimmon didn't forget to take care of his sister, "you should eat one too and go to bed early."

"sister?"

"I also had a dream just now." She hugged a dried persimmon and sighed with a heavy expression. "Tomorrow, something big will happen again."

In the early morning of the next day, the captain of the [-]th squad, Aizen Soyousuke, was found dead. His body was nailed to the holy wall of the Eastern University by his own Zanpakutō, and Seireitei was shocked.

The captain of the Goutei [-]th Team assembled at an unusually fast speed this time. Even Saraki Kenpachi, who was seriously injured and unconscious in the battle with Luka last night, rushed to the scene.

He was half-wrapped in bandages, but he took a shortcut and jumped off the side roof as if it didn't affect his actions at all. As soon as he landed, his eyes swept towards Aizen's direction, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Oh? It's him?"

The vice-captain of the [-]th team, Chu Sentao, was kneeling in front of the holy wall with blank eyes, and turned her head when she heard these words that seemed to have some deep meaning.

"Ahem... Jianpachi!" Ukitake Shishirou coughed twice, frowned, trying to stop his voice from becoming louder.

Broken Bee stood in front of the wall with his arms folded, looked away from the knife marks on the wall and glanced over, "I'm not sure it's him, are I?"

"Who else has such a special attacking move besides him." Zaraki Kenpachi seemed to be indifferent, and said carelessly, "Don't you all know? That little guy is not dead at all. It's not normal for him to move around freely outside. ?”

After hearing this, Chisentao stood up eagerly and took a step forward, "Captain Saraki, do you know who the murderer who killed Captain Aizen is?"

"It's not that..."

Fuzhu: "Sword Eight!"

"...Is Sanri Yuezong near?"

The moment that name landed, for some reason, the high platform fell silent for a moment.Only the captain of the [-]th squad who didn't care was still staring at the person hanging on the wall, showing a ferocious smile, "I always wanted to fight that guy back then, but I didn't find a chance. Sure enough, the real gun It really is more and more exciting for him to be able to kill the captain level by doing it with a real sword."

"Captain Saraki," Jingle Shunsui calmly reminded, "That one has no reason to kill Captain Aizen."

"But no one can leave this knife mark except that guy? What do you think, Captain Kuchiki?"

Zaragi Kenpachi suddenly turned the topic to the captain of the [-]th division who had been silent for a long time, and asked provocatively, "I remember Tsukami Tsukimune was your kendo teacher back then. You should be most familiar with his sword, right?"

Chisentao subconsciously turned her head to look, and the other people present also glanced at Bai Zai almost at the same time.

The black-haired young man stood upright in the morning light. He didn't look away from the wall until he heard Jianba's question, and his light eyes swept over him.

"not him."

Saraki Kenpachi stared at him and narrowed his eyes.

"Captain Deadwood."

At this time, the captain of the [-]th division, Unohana Retsu, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up and called a stop to this meaningless confrontation.She asked in a calm tone, "The knife marks left on the Holy Wall of the East, and even the wound marks on Captain Aizen's body, are indeed very similar to the swordsmanship style of Sanriyue Palace. Captain Kuchiki is so sure it's not him because he found out Anything unusual?"

Kuchiki Byakuya seems to have finally given some face to the captain who is the oldest captain of the entire thirteenth division except for the general captain, "Swordsmanship to cultivate martial arts, swordsmanship to cultivate one's heart."

He said coldly, "Why do you hold the sword, why do you swing the sword. Even if you are fighting against an enemy, you should respect your opponent and yourself more--this is his way of swordsmanship. So if he killed Captain Aizan, absolutely You don’t hang your opponent’s body on the wall after he’s dead.”

All the captains showed thoughtful expressions, especially Saraki Kenpachi frowned and thought about it, and nodded as if he felt that this made sense.

"Well, after so many years, maybe he has changed?" Someone said slowly.

"He's a knife, it can only be broken, it won't change." Bai Zai glanced over lightly, and met the eyes of the silver-haired young man, "...not like a human being."

Ichimaru Gin innocently hooked his lips under his gaze, and finally shut up.

"All in all, as long as you are familiar with his swordsmanship, anyone can leave similar marks. You can suspect me along with me. If the captain needs me to cooperate with the investigation, he can go to the No. [-] team for a summons. There is something in the team, so I will resign."

Seemingly thinking that the scene was extremely boring and there was no need to stay, the black-haired youth turned around and left.

"Wait, Captain Kuchiki!"

"Chisen, wait a minute, don't chase after me!"

"..."

Looking away from the vice-captains who had some disputes over there, Ichimaru Gin put his hands into his sleeves and said lazily, "In addition to Captain Kuchiki, there is actually another person who has learned swordsmanship from Sankayueden. Captain Pangu?"

The white-haired boy passing by him paused, staring straight ahead without looking back, "Is it two people, Captain Ichimaru?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for an answer, and continued to move forward steadily, while calmly ordering the panic-stricken team members, "Go and put Captain Aizen down."

"Yes Yes!"

Looking at his back, Ichimaru Gin touched his chin with his index finger, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "That's right."