On the Compatibility of Spells and Death

Everything is going according to plan.

As for Fukurotsu Miki's situation, when he went to the Urahara store, Kuchiki Sakiya had already told Urahara Kisuke, and he also agreed to come down, saying that he would go over to have a look with Gojo Satoru for a while.

Today is the time for two people to make an appointment, Kuchiki Sakiya also went with him, looked at the girl sleeping on the hospital bed, and thought of the rumors I heard from Suzuki Sonoko before, turned my head to look at the person who was talking to Urahara Kisuke Wujo Wu.

Fu Heihui was also beside them, listening carefully to the conversation between the two, and occasionally glanced at the girl who was sleeping on the hospital bed.

He attached great importance to this unrelated sister, even if he didn't say it, it could be seen from his eyes.

Fu Heihui was very concerned about her situation, and wanted to know if the curse on her body could be lifted.

They have known for a long time that the reason for Fukurotsu Miki to sleep is a curse, not the so-called unknown reason. It was Gojo Satoru who mentioned it casually at the beginning, but was misunderstood by Kuchiki Sakiya.

"...I already know the specific situation."

Urahara Kisuke had already learned about the situation from Gojo Satoru and Fukuroe Megumi, and confirmed it again: "Can I go over there and have a look?"

They stood at the door of the ward, a little distance away from the bed, and now with Gojo Satoru's consent, Urahara Kisuke leaned in a little bit, took out an unknown object from his arms, and started yelling at Fukurojin. Miki conducted a simple inspection.

Fuguro Hui took a step forward subconsciously, and was stopped by Gojo Satoru with his hand, and realized that the other party was brought by Gojo Satoru and Kuchiki Sakiya, which is something worthy of trust.

He stood still quietly, continuing to look at what was going on over there, occasionally glanced at Kuchiki Sakiya, but soon returned to the hospital bed.

Urahara Kisuke tossed about there for a while, then leisurely put away his props and returned to the place where the three of them were standing.

"I have also done the basic inspection, but this matter cannot be rushed. If possible, can you transfer Miss Fuhei to my side?"

Urahara store is the base camp of Urahara Kisuke, where Urahara Kisuke researches everything, so it was expected by Kuchiki Sakiya that he raised this opinion.

Gojo Satoru also agreed: "Yes, but you have to take good care of her."

"Of course." Urahara Kisuke took off his hat, put it on his chest, and lowered his head slightly: "Xiao Yu and Ye Yi are both women, so they can feel at ease in their daily life."

"Can I follow along and take a look?" Fu Heihui asked.

"of course."

Kisuke Urahara smiled, "Before that, I have to make some preparations."

The preparation he said was to make an identical "Fu Heijin Miki".

Urahara Kisuke has always been careful in this regard, in order to prevent accidents from happening, he will always make multiple preparations.

He arranged for a body exactly like Fukurotsu Miki to lie on the hospital bed, and transferred himself without anyone else knowing.

Even Fu Heihui only found out after the fact. Thinking of the "Fu Heijin Miki" who was no different from a real person, she raised her own question: "Is that the Yike?"

The high-level spell course is about the god of death, mainly to prevent unnecessary conflicts between the magician and the god of death.

As mentioned in the course, the god of death walks in human society, and if he wants to look like ordinary people, he must rely on something called Yike.

"bingo."

Kuchiki Saki said with a smile: "Generally speaking, there must be a soul in the skeleton, but this time it saves effort."

"But doesn't it mean that without the god of death entering, the righteous bones are like corpses?"

"It's just a little blindfold." Kisuke Urahara took the time to blink his eyes in this direction.

Fu Heihui stopped asking, and turned his eyes to other places. Seeing the young man sleeping in the container in the corner, he couldn't help asking: "Is this the real person you mentioned earlier?"

"That's right." Gojo Satoru nodded, "How about it, isn't Jie very powerful?"

"..."

Fu Heihui looked at him for a while, but finally remained silent.

Seeing his reaction like this, Gojo Satoru was not sad, but got used to it, and continued to speak: "Speaking of which, you should have made an appointment with Yuren and Ye Qiangwei today, and you are going to take them to have a good time in Tokyo." Right? Isn't it time yet?"

"No, it will be fine in a while."

As Fukuroi said, his eyes fell on Kuchiki Sakiya again, and he said, "You are the god of death."

If he was still having doubts about Kuchiki Sakiya's identity, now he has completely understood it.

Only the god of death can know so many people related to the god of death, and only the god of death... can bring the dead back to life.

Before Kuchiki Sakiya could speak, Gojo Satoru took over: "You better go, keeping girls waiting for a long time is not a good thing."

"...You should be the least qualified to say this."

Wutiao Wu'ai's late temper has been completely cast aside by them, but this man is not conscious at all, and he is always angry.

Megumi Fuguro knew that he was protecting Sakuya Kuchiki, unexpectedly, he didn't say anything, just took another look at Miki Fukurotsu, and walked out.

Kuchiki Sakiya looked at his leaving back, then turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru: "You didn't tell them?"

"What are you talking about?" Gojo Satoru looked over in confusion: "Sakiya is just Sakiya, so this is enough, right?"

Those eyes were full of sincerity, Kuchiki Saki paused for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

"you're right."

Fu Heijin Miki was handed over to Kisuke Urahara to take care of her, and the "real person" has returned to the fake Xia Youjie.

Kuchiki Sakiya was at the Atobe family's villa when she received the message from "Masato".

The young master has money to set up a tennis court for everyone in the tennis club to train, especially since they have entered the national competition. They cannot relax in the face of teams selected from all over the country.

However, these teenagers are not on the tennis court all day long.

It's summer now, the season of sunshine, and summer vacation. Naturally, the sea is indispensable. It is actually a very effective way to train feet on the beach.

Sakiya Kuchiki sat under the sun umbrella watching them sweating profusely on the beach, listening to the sound of sea water lapping on the shore, and lowered his head to read the news from the mobile phone.

The fake Xia Youjie had no doubts about the "real person" and asked him to recuperate well to prepare for the future plan.

Even if such an ending was expected, Kuchiki Sakiya couldn't help but sigh with emotion at Urahara Kisuke's superb skills. If he hadn't been framed by Aizen Soyousuke and left the Soul World, Seireitei might still be alive now. There will be one more scary guy.

Just thinking of this, Kuchiki Sakiya thought of the current director of the Technology Development Bureau and the captain of the [-]th squad, Mayuri Kuchiki.

It's not that Nirvana Mayuri is bad, but in terms of personal hobbies, Kuchiki Sakiya really doesn't quite get along with him.

As if thinking of something, he pursed his lips. Just as he was about to pick up the phone, it vibrated again.

This time the news was sent by Osamu Dazai, saying that there was new news to be interviewed with him, and the location was a certain hospital in Yokohama City.

This time, Hyotei's brief training camp was in Yokohama, and it was actually very close to go there. Kuchiki Sakiya greeted Atobe Keigo and left this place temporarily.

This is a private beach, and there are almost no buses, so Keigo Atobe asked the driver of Atobe's family to take Sakuya Kuchiki there, and the speed was faster. In about 10 minutes, we arrived at the hospital where Osamu Dazai was.

Kuchiki Sakiya thanked the driver, went upstairs to the ward, and saw Osamu Dazai lying on the bed with a pale complexion.

"It looks like you're having a good time these days."

What happened in Yokohama these days has not been on the news, but with Oda Sakunosuke around, Kuchiki Sakiya basically knows what happened.

That white unicorn caused a lot of trouble.

"It's okay, but it hurts a little."

Osamu Dazai looked at him with a smile, and said with emotion: "The way to die without pain is really too difficult."

"You don't seem to end up committing suicide." Kuchiki Sakiya sat on the stool beside the bed.

"Indeed, it was stabbed in the back."

He nodded, and complained in a low voice with his mouth curled up: "It's better to end your own life than to be killed by someone, right?"

"It's better to be alive."

Kuchiki Sakiya didn't agree with his idea that he didn't value life, but he didn't intend to interfere. He just raised his mouth briefly and brought the topic back on track: "You didn't ask me to come here to say this. Bar?"

"It's really not." Osamu Dazai nodded, and started to talk about the business: "This time, it's mainly because there is new news about the matter you entrusted before."

Kuchiki Sakiya nodded, motioning him to speak quickly.

Osamu Dazai hung on purposely, using the excuse that he suddenly wanted to drink water, and Sakiya Kuchiki went to the side and poured him a glass.

"I'm a little hungry," he added.

But as soon as the words fell, a crisp sound came from Osamu Dazai's ear, and by the time he realized it, a long knife with a cold light was already placed on his neck.

"It's really dangerous."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and glanced at the blade, but there was no sign of fear in his eyes, as if such a development was within his expectation, and it could even be said that he did it on purpose.

Deliberately wanted to see Kuchiki Sakiya do it, wanted to see who he was.

Dazai Osamu saw exactly how Kuchiki Sakiya summoned this sword just now, his kite-colored eyes narrowed with a smile: "However, you won't do it."

"If you ask a little more, maybe you can do it directly?" He raised his eyebrows at Xiang.

"You won't." Osamu Dazai winked at him, "Because you want to get news from me."

"you're right."

Kuchiki Sakiya put away the Zanpakuto again, and sat back on the side: "So, can you speak now?"

"Before that, I want to ask you a question."

Osamu Dazai was leaning on the hospital bed, although he was in a weak state, but his smile was sure to win: "Can you answer?"

"You ask." Kuchiki Sakiya looked at him and nodded slightly.

He smiled triumphantly and asked, "You're the god of death, aren't you?"

The author has something to say: How could the script team fail to guess...

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