On the Compatibility of Spells and Death

Fyodor stood there, forming a stark contrast with Kuchiki Sakiya who was standing under the dim light. The two of them, one in the dark and the other in the light, just looked at each other without saying a word.

He still maintained the posture of inviting Kuchiki Sakiya just now, and smiled at the boy standing in the bright place, until a long time passed before continuing to ask: "Aren't you coming?"

"I can think about ordinary games."

Kuchiki Sakiya withdrew his gaze from his palm, and retracted the Zanpakutō in his hand into the scabbard: "But, you're not talking about an ordinary game, are you?"

Fyodor returned a smile: "The real game is more interesting, isn't it?"

Kuchiki Saki raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"But, I'm not interested in real games."

"OK then."

Seeing his statement like this, Fyodor didn't force it, and withdrew his hand and put it in the cloak: "If you are interested in anything, you can find me anytime."

"That's probably pretty daunting."

Kuchiki Sakiya was still standing there, but turned his body slightly: "Most people have gone to evacuate now, what are you doing here now?"

"This is a very safe place."

Fyodor's voice was very soft, and he didn't take the matter of the police notifying the nearby residents to take refuge to heart. He seemed quite leisurely: "Instead of going to other places, don't go here and stay leisurely .”

"safe place?"

Kuchiki Sakiya grasped the point of his words, quickly realized, and looked over with a little surprise: "Could it be that you are behind this matter?"

"Have you found out?"

He tilted his head, and a strand of hair brushed down from his ear to add some color to his pale face, and he still looked innocent: "I just provided some information, and I didn't want to go too far Means to intervene."

"Then it still has something to do with you."

Fyodor nodded slightly.

Kuchiki Saki frowned, but said nothing.

Guys like Fyodor who are planning behind the scenes actually don't like getting along very much.

Because staying with this kind of person is very likely to be tricked accidentally, so Kuchiki Sakiya generally keeps a respectful distance from this kind of person.

He also knew that something was wrong with Fyodor before, but he didn't expect that he would directly intervene in such a matter.

"It's not good to stretch your hands too far."

Kuchiki Sakiya said faintly: "If you accidentally overturned the car, the price you paid is not small."

"It doesn't matter."

He didn't say what it was about, but Kuchiki Sakiya probably knew what he meant, and didn't intend to say more. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at the news, and said, "I'll Let's go, you can do whatever you want."

"Don't you do something?"

"Yes."

Kuchiki Sakiya had already turned around, and glanced back at Fyodor behind him: "I have no intention of getting involved in these matters, so you don't have to worry that I will call the police."

"Sakiya is really an interesting person."

Recalling what he had just seen, Fyodor pulled the cloak on his shoulders: "If you don't join, I will really feel very sorry."

"not interested."

Once again, Kuchiki Sakiya rejected his invitation without hesitation, and swiped the Zanpakuto to separate the distance between the two of them: "That's it, Fyodor."

"OK then."

He hid himself in the darkness again, and before Kuchiki Sakiya left, he disappeared first.

Kuchiki Sakiya turned around again and looked in the direction he left. He felt that Fyodor was a person who came and went in a hurry, and he didn't know what purpose he came to Japan with. Things are getting more and more complicated.

"It's really troublesome..."

He smacked his lips and left for Karakura Town.

Kuchiki Rukia and Kurosaki Ichigo have also returned, and they are standing under the streetlight waiting for his arrival.

Seeing the elder brother who came slowly, Kuchiki Rukia jumped over like a rabbit, first checked whether Kuchiki Saya was injured, and then stood up straight in front of him after she felt relieved Body, with a serious face, greeted: "Good evening, brother!"

"Good evening, Rukia."

He patted his sister's head, and then nodded to Kurosaki Ichigo who followed him and called "Kurosaki". After communicating with the two of them what happened tonight, it was considered that today's cleanup was truly completed.

"Finally, we can go back and rest!"

Kurosaki Ichigo stretched vigorously. After being busy these days, he felt that he was almost dead.

He was about to turn around and want to go back, but was stopped by Kuchiki Sakiya behind him: "I didn't say you could go."

"...Ah?" Kurosaki Ichigo turned around and asked puzzledly, "Is there anything else?"

"It has been delayed for a long time these days."

Kuchiki Sakiya moved his shoulders and said solemnly: "Let's practice while we have time today."

"...Are you serious?"

During this time, Kurosaki Ichigo would basically be asked by Kuchiki Rukia to carry him over from time to time. The name is called a practice for future preparations, but in fact, it is to be constantly in Kuchiki Sakiya's hands. His men were beaten.

It's not that he can't beat Sakuya Kuchiki, but that Sakuya Kuchiki doesn't let him make a move, and only allows him to avoid his own moves and defenses, which is no different from being beaten blindly.

Kurosaki Ichigo sometimes felt that Kuchiki Sakiya was doing this to vent his anger for letting Kuchiki Rukia fall into the current situation, and only later did he realize that being beaten by him all the time really made progress.

It turned out that Kurosaki Ichigo fought by instinct, but now he has some swordsmanship, and Kuchiki Rukia, who has been observing him, can't help feeling that his brother is really powerful.

...Who is the best!

Sometimes Kurosaki Ichigo really wants to pry open this guy's head to see what's inside. How does this relate to Kuchiki Sakiya's power?

Just when he was distracted by the sound of cheering next to him, there was a sudden pain in his shoulder, and the back of Kuchiki Sakiya's knife was chopped on it, and he swung it towards his neck without stopping.

Kurosaki Ichigo hurriedly took a few steps back, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that his speed this time was faster than before.

Seeing this, Kuchiki Sakuya raised his eyebrows: "Did you dare to lose your mind while practicing with me? If I had used a blade just now, you would really be gone."

"I'll pay attention!"

Knowing that it was his own fault, Kurosaki Ichigo didn't dare to lose his mind anymore, but began to concentrate his attention hard, and continued to fight against the god of death who was guiding him in the form of a human being in front of him.

Rukia Kuchiki watched from the side, she was a little worried at first, but now as time passed, she understood more and more why Sakuya Kuchiki asked Kurosaki Ichigo to practice with him.

Most of the gods of death in Seireitei are from the Shinou Academy of Spiritual Art. They will learn the use of spiritual power, cutting techniques, Shunpo and other things in the school. So even if he has a powerful spiritual pressure, he won't know how to use it.

It is impossible for a guy like him to imbue him with theoretical knowledge in a short time, so the fastest way to make him understand is to teach him to learn in actual combat.

Now Kurosaki Ichigo has begun to learn how to control his spiritual power, and the moment he dodged just now, if Kuchiki Rukia read it correctly, it should be Shunpo...

To be more precise, it should be Shunpo who has not yet formed.

Although it was only for a moment, Kuchiki Rukia can still be sure that Kurosaki Ichigo is now entering the door in an instant.

His talent is really good, but Kuchiki Rukia doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

It is true that Kurosaki Ichigo has become stronger, but in this case, he is getting closer and closer to the world of Shinigami.

He was originally turned into a god of death by himself for some subtle reasons, so Kuchiki Rukia didn't want him to be too deeply involved by herself, but now...

Kuchiki Rukia lowered her eyes, and lightly flicked her fingers while clasping her arms.

Although Kuchiki Sakiya's body was already in the recovery period, he still couldn't support it for a long time after strenuous exercise, so when he realized that his body was about to reach the limit, he decisively withdrew his knife.

Kurosaki Ichigo also put down the hand holding the knife, looked at him panting, and scratched his hair.

He doesn't know the situation of Kuchiki Sakiya very well, but now he can probably be sure that the other party's health should not be very good: "Is it all here today?"

"Well, I'm almost done." He put the Zanpakutō back into its sheath.

The training for Kurosaki Ichigo is not just to help him practice, Kuchiki Sakiya is also to train himself, because every time his physical condition is pushed to the limit, his condition will become better than before.

He is also slowly recovering.

After Kuchiki Sakiya made the Zanpakuto disappear, he looked down at his hand that already had the sword cocoon, and chatted with the two of them for a while before letting them go back first.

"Brother, do you really not need us to take you back?"

"No, you go back."

He said so, Kuchiki Rukia couldn't force it, and pulled Kurosaki Ichigo away from this remote embankment.

Kuchiki Sakiya sat down on the grass on the slope, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then turned his head to the side: "Aren't you going to come out?"

"I thought I was hiding it pretty well."

The man laughed haha, and slowly came out from behind a dark corner on the street, stood on top of the low embankment and looked down at him: "It was because Ichigo had been sneaking out recently, thinking that kid was in love, so I just followed to see which girl it was, but I didn't expect..."

"It was you he met privately, Sakiya."

"Can you use your words less frivolously?"

Kuchiki Saki glanced at him, saw him wearing a white coat over a floral shirt, and rolled his eyes: "This outfit is ugly."

"It's quite popular!" He touched his chin and thought seriously: "You look like this, what happened?"

"I thought Urahara had already told you."

Kuchiki Saki got up and patted the grass clippings on his clothes: "Shiba Isshin."

"It's Kurosaki Isshin now!" He made a heart gesture on his chest: "I have changed my wife's surname!"

The author has something to say: Saki: Isshin Shiba, you are so disgusting

Yixin:? ? ?You are so indifferent!

Ferrero and Fiorleans, are you going to be included in the assassination list by Fei Jia?

About being beaten to practice skills...

The tricks are all practiced by beatings, and Nai Xiaohua feels very embarrassed.

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