[Death] Void bite

"Let me guess, it's Jia Lan?"

Maintaining the usual unsmiling fox smile, after a slight pause, Ichimaru Gin asked.

The white haori was worn very loosely by him, and his Reiatsu, his steps, and even his attitude when facing the enemy with ease, he already looked like a captain.I also feel that I can hardly recognize the boy before.

It didn't take long for what he really wanted to say.

"You are really relaxed." I replied.

Ichimaru Gin didn't mean to call other Shinigami, but he didn't need to call for help, and the searching Shinigami would be nearby soon.Even if I want to catch up with Ichimaru Gin, now is not a good time.

And, I don't want to.

"Ah, it's really you. Anyway, I only know you as a girl, so I guessed it casually. If it's a new female face, I really don't know." Ichimaru silver raised his eyebrows while talking, "By the way, You look like a normal Varstord now—the gendered one."

The speculative process sounds reasonable.

but not.He probably recognized me.That's what I felt when Ichimaru Gin chuckled.

Although this does not mean that we are not "enemies" now.

Among other things, the captain-level god of death let go of Daxu who broke into the soul world without a fight. Well, I'm afraid I have to write a long report.

That's why I stopped.

You can't expose your back to someone who can hurt you.As for Ichimaru Gin, there is no doubt that he is an enemy who can snipe and kill the opponent when he is escaping...or a person who is willing to make trouble for his companions as long as he finds it interesting.

"I have to go." I took a step back.

"Don't be so indifferent. It's been a long time, hasn't it?" Saying some greetings, Ichimaru Gin put his hand on the Zanpakutō.

really.

I think, at this time, I should also take out my Zanpakuto to show respect.No no no... Returning to the blade in the world of souls does not sound like a good idea.

Hey.

"If you don't leave, I won't be able to leave." I helplessly spread my hands.

"Don't you think I'm here to keep you from leaving?" Ichimaru Gin asked back.

"Yes." I had to say, "Then I have to fight you?"

"Hey, I think you're much more relaxed than me." Ichimaru Gin suddenly approached, and I could see him knocking his hand with a Zanpakutō, "Is there nothing you want to say? Captain Aizen asked you to come Here, in the center of Jinglingting, you will be exposed to the sight of the corpse and soul world. And you, not a single death god, still look like someone pointed a knife in front of you and didn't intend to return the blade. A bit No dissatisfaction? Do you really think, can you survive?"

"I still have the confidence to leave Jingling Court." I had no choice but to say so.

"I mean, do you really think you'll survive?" Ichimaru Gin repeated in my ear, "Look, we're reapers, you're a ghost. Shall I make it clearer? You don't Do you think Captain Aizen wants you to die here?"

Actually I know what he means.It is very dangerous to be surrounded by the god of death in Jinglingting, but even if I can escape, it doesn't mean that Aizen didn't intend to kill me.I will be chased by the god of death and hide in the alley behind the corner under the eaves. After all, isn’t it because Aizan asked me to come here.

I'm not sure, it stands to reason that my virtual crisis instinct has already been warning me, but I can't get nervous no matter what.Probably because I don't think Aizen has a reason to kill me.But it's useless for me to tell Ichimaru silver what I think.

I'm just playing dumb right now.Anyway, just go first.

But Ichimaru Gin isn't going to make me play dumb yet.

...what is this?

"...the question I want to ask," I stared at Ichimaru Gin for a long time before I said as if I had made up my mind, "Yes."

"Then ask?" Ichimaru Gin said.

"Have you grown taller?"

Ichimaru Gin seemed to be planning to say something, but when he heard my question, he swallowed what he wanted to say and was stunned. He even stopped the casual beat of his hand, and he answered after a while: "...that, long time ago. It's almost ten centimeters taller, and I've grown very fast recently."

"Really." I greeted Ichimaru Gin, "I've finished what I want to say, then, I'm leaving."

Ichimaru Gin was still in a daze.

...It would be best to leave at this time.

I jumped onto the eaves of the team building.Aizen is in the northwest direction, unfortunately... that area also has the most death gods, should we go around in a detour.But there is no captain-level Reaper, so be careful and probably—

Forget it.

I turned around again and yelled at Ichimaru Gin, "So?"

"What?" Ichimaru Gin didn't recover.

"Aizen wants me to die?" I continued to shout, as if asking a common question that could be discussed in the open.

"...No." Ichimaru Gin looked at me blankly, and finally spit out two words.

Oh.

Did you say you are interesting?

This guy is just afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he will be bluffed by Ichimaru Yin... I am also stupid.

The Reaper's Patrol was very close.Speaking of which team Ichimaru Gin is leading now, the third team...?

The moment I started to explore my nerves, a familiar sense of danger struck me. Of course, I didn't even think about dodging sideways. Even so, my stomach was still cold.

The tiles that were swept away fell to the ground with a "clang--".

No, it wasn't cold, it was excruciating pain.

With little thought, I knew the master of the attack.Lowering my head, not unexpectedly, I saw the tip of the gun.

The pain in my abdomen was so unexpected that I was a little angry for a while.

"If Captain Aizen wants to kill you, I'm your enemy too. It doesn't make any sense for you to ask me this question." Ichimaru silver said, his tone changed, "I said, how did you survive in the virtual circle? Or Just rely on Urquiorra?"

Hey, it's fine if you let go of your taunt, don't get involved with Urquiola.

"If you were my enemy, you wouldn't ask me these... are you satisfied?"

As I said that, I grabbed the tip of the sharp gun and pulled the knife away from the blade.

Ah, this scene is a bit familiar.

Did the fight with Ichimaru Gin last time end like this?

If you really want to say, pulling out along the way will do less damage, but it always feels like running away, too timid.And when the blade cuts a larger wound, the old cut is already healing, so it doesn't matter.

"Stop messing around, I have to go."

I said to Ichimaru Gin in a coaxing tone, and then, as I wished, I saw him show an annoyed expression.

It's still more pleasing to the eye.

After I passed a few team buildings, Ichimaru Gin's Reiatsu remained in place.

Probably won't follow.I think.

As long as you leave the central area of ​​Jinglingting, avoiding the search of ordinary death gods becomes a piece of cake, and even if you encounter one or two occasionally, it is completely harmless.And I, hey, just the No.70 blade.

...What would it be like if Aizen directly went to war against the Soul Society?

Before pushing open the wooden door in front of me, I glanced back at the streets of Soulworld, which seemed never to be disturbed.

...However, the Gods of Reaper who have obviously seen Shijie in the mirror and water in the water have already lost before they fight against Pomian.

"ah."

"Master Aizen." I bowed my head to the person behind the door.

"The smell of blood is very strong. Have you killed any god of death?" Aizen was still sitting at the table, taking off his glasses while talking.

And my eyes fell on the words "Ming Jing Zhi Shui" just written on the table in front of Lan Ran, and the brushwork was vigorous, but unassuming.Although I don't know anything about calligraphy, I can tell by looking at these few characters...

...This person is also quite boring.

Then at this time, for some reason, I probably got a wrong thread in my head, probably because the things I encountered today were really unreasonable, I wanted to make a joke, and I thought it was a good idea.

"Ichimaru silver."

I spat out a name that neither I nor Aizen were familiar with at all.

Immediately, I felt the visibly frozen air around me.

Hmm, seems like an inappropriate joke.

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