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"Hey, Kurosaki, I heard that Aizen-sensei lives in your house?"

"Ichigo-kun... that... Aizen-sensei, what kind of bento does he like?"

"Yo, Ichigo, that guy called Aizen lives in your house? Where did he come from?"

Kurosaki Ichigo had a cold face, but even this couldn't scare the people who kept coming up.So he had no choice but to carry his schoolbag and try his best to squeeze out of the crowd. When he stood up, he was just surprised for a moment, but he didn't think of the consequences at all!Popularity or something, it's horrible.Sighing silently in his heart, Ichigo smiled wryly and found that the time to go home today was much later than usual. When he raised his head, he saw the person whom he was talking about just now appeared in front of him, with a smile on his mouth.

"you……"

Ichigo found that no matter how much anger he had, he couldn't vent it in front of this person.So he instinctively looked left and right—fortunately, no one found this place.Then the boy scratched his messy orange hair depressingly, and said, "I was killed by you..."

"Does Ichigo bother you too?"

Aizan's smile showed a hint of helplessness, but he still looked at him very gently.

Well, he admitted that the guy in front of him was the one who got pestered the most these days.I really don't know how he escaped from the siege of those people.Ai Ran didn't even tell him about becoming his teacher, which made him lose his composure that day, exposing the fact that they already knew each other... Forget it, his father was probably also an accomplice.Thinking about it this way, the boy Kurosaki suddenly felt that his previous anger was a little unreasonable. This kind of boring idea was probably thought up by his father.

"that……"

He scratched his hair and was about to apologize when he was interrupted by a female voice.

"Kurosaki-kun!"

Inoue greeted him energetically, eyes full of surprises.

"Ah, it's Inoue,"

Being interrupted like this, he naturally swallowed what he wanted to say, Kurosaki Ichigo looked at Aizen, "Where's Long Gui?"

"She has practice today so she's still at school, um, Kurosaki-kun..."

A faint blush appeared on the girl's face, which was extraordinarily bright and moving.

Aizen smiled knowingly, nodded slightly to the girl where Ichigo couldn't see, and said, "It's going to be dark soon, Ichigo, it's not good for a girl to go home alone too late."

He patted the shoulder of the still ignorant boy, and whispered in his ear, "Go now."

"what?"

When Ichigo came back to his senses, he saw Aizen waving to them behind them.He frowned, simply stopped thinking, turned around and said, "Inoue, I'll take you back."

"Ah, yes!"

The girl burst into an extremely beautiful smile.

############################### "Okay, come out."

After sending the two away with a smile, Ai Ran turned around, the smile on his face had already faded away.

In the twilight, a person slowly came out from the shelter, and the wooden clogs stepped on the ground and made a "tata" sound, but it made people feel a little hesitant for no reason.

"Soyousuke..."

The man took off the hat on his head, and looked at him for a moment, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in front of his eyes. Aizen almost had an illusion that this man, even his gaze was extremely careful.

But he frowned, and uttered an extremely cold sentence, "Who are you?"

Kisuke Urahara's face paled instantly.

#"...According to what you said, I disappeared because of the 'Bengyu' experiment?"

Putting down the teacup in his hand lightly, Aizen looked around the dilapidated grocery store, "Besides, I'm not a human being, but a god of death?"

"Yes,"

Urahara Kisuke's face was calm, as if the expression that had changed dramatically just now had never appeared on him.It's just that his eyes stayed on him all the time, never wavering.

"With all due respect... I am afraid that any ordinary human being will not believe what you said,"

Aizen's eyes are only polite and unfamiliar with strangers, and his gentle smile is also light on his face, "Besides, I feel that I am a normal human being, and I don't have any of the characteristics of the 'death' you mentioned... About you Of all that was said, all I can think of is my name."

"Ha ha,"

Urahara Kisuke smiled wryly, "I can probably guess what you're thinking... You didn't treat me as a lunatic, which has proved that your ability to accept is good. Indeed... now you can neither feel the spiritual pressure, nor seem to be wearing The way Yoshiko looks, I have no evidence to convince you that you are a god of death."

He paused, "But you didn't question my identity, which means you still trust me a little bit, right?"

Aizen didn't speak.There was silence in the air for a moment, and after a while, he said, "The god of death...is that the kind of person who wears a black kimono and sends people to another world?"

"Sure enough... Even if you lose your power, you can still see."

The person opposite smiled wryly.

"You were the first to know about it,"

Aizen said lightly, "I used to suspect that I was sent to the laboratory for research because of this, so I pretended not to see anything...Humans always reject people who are different from them, don't they?"

"Soyousuke..."

Urahara didn't know what to say for a moment, he leaned forward eagerly, and held his hand, "No, you are not the subject of research, but my partner, let's study together, drink together, we ..."

"So, how did I become what I am? Human, and remember nothing?"

Aizen interrupted him, and there was a trace of coldness in his brown eyes.

Urahara's hands trembled, and then he smiled wryly slowly. The deep guilt and self-blame had tortured him for hundreds of years, and finally turned into the sorrow and weakness engraved in his soul, which flowed out little by little.At least in front of this person, he can't be that rogue store manager who can do everything well. "Probably... because of that experiment. Whether you believe it or not, I will tell you everything..."

"... Bengyu is just something that was produced unintentionally, and even I don't know how powerful it is. Just like the ghost of death, or the ghost of death, the power of Bengyu lies in breaking through the boundaries of the creature itself, to Another change of form... It's probably the same reason why you changed from a god of death to a human being. I have no way of knowing what happened in the past few hundred years..."

Aizen had been listening quietly, and it was already pitch black outside the window.He didn't speak, smile or move, just sitting there like a clay sculpture, if it wasn't for the thoughtful brilliance in his eyes from time to time, Urahara would almost think that he was a phantom existing in his dream.

Hundreds of years is really too long... Urahara couldn't help standing up, and Soyousuke's strange eyes almost made him escape from the room, all of which kept telling him to remind him, what is it Turn the original blue dye into what it is now.But before he walked out of the room, the unusual spiritual pressure outside the door made him stop instantly.

"This Reiatsu is... Soyousuke, dangerous!"

As soon as the words fell, a wall crashed down, leaving deep scorching marks on the ground.Hong Ji unsheathed!Kisuke Urahara was holding the sword, and the long brim of the hat covered his eyes, the silver light was flowing, extremely cold, "Pomian of Xuquan, what are you doing here?"

The dust all over the sky fell down, revealing a few blurred figures.Behind what Urahara couldn't see, Aizen's expression suddenly changed.

Pomian who walked out first had black and half-long hair like half the night, dark green eyes, and two tear lines running across his cheeks. His appearance hadn't changed a bit after a hundred years. Who else could it be if it wasn't Ulquiorra?His eyes were cold, and he slowly swept across the room with a faint murderous look, and he didn't stop at all when he passed Aizen.

"kill him."

He ordered coldly, without a trace of emotion in his words, then put away his sword and turned away as if dismissive.There was no flaw in his movements, as if Aizen had never been in his memory...

"grown ups……"

The accompanying Pomian frowned strangely, and hesitantly called out, but the man's back had already disappeared into the darkness.It was just such a momentary distraction, Hong Ji's light was shining brightly, when he turned his head in panic, the sword edge had already cut through his sleeve!

"Ahhhh-"

####################################### After placating the Kurosaki family with fabricated excuses, Aizen Stepping up the stairs step by step, he came to the guest room specially prepared for him.As expected, in the dark room, a faint figure stood, and after sensing him, he slowly knelt down on the ground, "Master Aizen."

The silvery moonlight shone on the man's black hair, making his skin extremely pale.

With a smile on the corner of his lips, Aizen called out his name, just like many years ago, "Ur."

He motioned for him to get up, and pulled up the curtains casually, as if he had rested, "You really haven't forgotten me..."

The cold Pomian didn't waver at all when he heard the words. After a moment of silence, he said flatly, "There is only one master of mine."

Dark green eyes looked at him quietly, "It was decided a long time ago."

"...I thought Silver sent you here."

"Yes, Ichimaru-sama has decided to take revenge on everyone, Kisuke Urahara, and the entire Soul Society,"

Ulquiola said in a low voice, "I was sent to kill him."

Aizen's eyes froze for a moment when the word "revenge" was mentioned, and then he lowered his eyes, "Then, why did you stop?"

"Because you're right there, acting rashly will only spoil your plans,"

Ulquiola raised his face and said coldly, "I don't think you will really lose your memory."

"..."

Aizen was silent for a while, then said, "Who else knows about this?"

"Master Ichimaru wants us to try to leave traces, so that people in the Soul World will also find out where Kisuke Urahara is..."

The smile on his lips deepened, and Aizen's brown eyes softened slightly, "That child has grown up, and facing the pursuit of both parties, the chances of killing Kisuke Urahara are indeed much higher... It's just Ur, you didn't Answer my question. After all this time, haven't you gone back to report to Yin?"

"Do not,"

The black-haired Pomian lowered his head, "I won't do anything until I have a confirmed... order."

"Oh? For Yin, this is considered a betrayal, right?"

Aizen said coldly, looking at him expressionlessly, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Ulquiorra was silent, and after a while, he gently took off the long sword that was always with him and placed it in front of Aizen, calmly but firmly said, "Master Aizen, please let me be the blade in your hands."