[Death] Void bite

That's when I realized I forgot one thing.

This day is very long for me, and the things and changes I have experienced can probably equal the amount of the previous few years, but it has passed, and nothing sad, bleak and irreversible happened.So now I can be here without tension, and it's not bad even thinking about it.

...but only for me.

I will belittle myself and think that my death is irrelevant, Urquiola will not be sad, and I will take over the battle that belongs to him on my own—no, I still have no regrets about this matter.

But when I think that, I refuse to consider whether that is the case.

I didn't really think about whether he would be sad because of my death.

It couldn't have been more obvious the moment I met him.

Urquiola was still in the posture of returning to the blade at the second stage, with wide black wings and sharp claws making an extremely ear-piercing sound when they slashed across the ground.This is not allowed under the canopy, I'm not sure if he forgot about it or didn't care, because his Reiatsu also unfolded without restraint, with hostility and a heavy sense of oppression——

——And, trembling slightly.

The trembling dozens of times lighter than the heartbeat was something he had never experienced before.

I didn't realize what this scene was like until the captain of the Sixth Division of the Soul World side drew out the Zanpakutō. The two confronting sides, the broken face in the returning blade suddenly appeared-even if I was so angry, it was in my mind for a while. It exploded in my consciousness, and I almost subconsciously accumulated Reiatsu——

Before that, Urquiola swung his wings away from the opponent's attack.

The white Zanpakutō drew a distance on the ground, but he didn't look back, he just looked at me uncertainly, and then walked towards me quickly, even anxiously.

Ah, Garan, what a selfish person you are.

...Look, it couldn't be more obvious that I hurt him.

He froze when I hugged him.

I now understand the meaning of the hug, like I can know not only the Reiatsu, but also his body is as stiff as a bow stretched to the extreme, wanting to tear apart all the beings that approach, regardless of enemy or friend, regardless of strength or weakness.Just like me an hour ago.

I know, I know it clearly, but it made him feel the same mood as me.

I leaned my head on his shoulder and felt uncomfortable like never before. I even felt a little sore at the tip of my nose... Woo, I guess I want to cry.

"Sorry," I heard my voice choke a little, but I still wanted to finish the sentence, "There will never be a next time, I promise." Because it is a promise.

...what the hell have I done?

Urquiola stood there in bewilderment. I knew that such physical contact was foreign to him, and it was the same to me.I didn't want to embarrass him, so I let go, and instead ran down his back reassuringly, like he sometimes does.

His hair is very soft, I think.

He folds his wings.

I guess it was some kind of instinctive response, because when he saw his own wings, he showed a somewhat confused expression.

"You are still returning to the blade." I said softly.

These words broke some kind of transparent barrier, and Urquiola raised his hand blankly to look at it, before he really realized this matter, and blinked to look around.Throne Hall, Aizen, Ten Blades, Enemies—but it doesn't matter: having roughly come to that conclusion, he silently dismissed Returning Blade.

I heard a chuckle, but didn't know who it was.Although my heart was heavy a moment ago, I just think this scene is cute and I can't help but smile.

He stared at me unhappily.

I gave him another quick hug.

"Urquiola, what happened?" Aizen asked patiently at this moment.

Urquiola didn't answer, he seemed to think for a long time, and then he gave me a heartbeat.

No, not a heartbeat.

What is in between yes and no?

doubt.

...By the way, that battle was indeed a bit delicate.

But I guess it doesn't matter.The second stage of returning to the blade is obviously not a secret anymore, as for what I did...it's nothing, the only thing to worry about is that there are outsiders here.But considering that Kurosaki Ichigo lost in the end, it can also be used as a demonstration.

"Ulquiorra fought with Kurosaki Ichigo who was in a special blurred state after returning to the sword in the second stage," I pointed to the side of the soul world, "Do you think the common vision should be used?"

"It's okay," Aizen said.

So Urquiola took off one eyeball and crushed it.

Shared vision is not a mandatory ability, and of course it can't be used in battles and other places. Only those who actively resonate with it will share the pictures in those spirits. If you don't want to see it, you don't have to.

And I have seen enough of that scene in the dark, dark and isolated world, and I don't want to watch it again for a second.

I turned to look at him, he pursed his lips tightly, I made a mouth shape, and asked silently: "Aren't you talking?"

He hasn't said a word since just now.

He seemed to have forgotten how to nod and shake his head, and half a second later, he returned a heartbeat.

Sometimes it does.

Just because he has something to care about.In fact, it's not that I can't speak, it's just that language has become irrelevant in comparison.Somewhere between not wanting and not being able to, it's like a natural state.If other people talk to him, he will talk back normally.

But I don't like to disturb him like this.

I always feel that it is a very cruel thing for him to make up words at this time-that is not his innate way of expression.

When he needs to communicate with other facets, he often speaks out a long paragraph to state his thoughts, not because he likes talking so much, but only in this way can he understand each other slightly.

But he didn't talk to me that way, I realized one day.

And today a lot happened.

"After that, Jialan." Aizen suddenly asked.

When I came back to my senses, I found that both Pomen and Shinigami present were staring at Kurosaki Ichigo with half vigilance and half disbelief.silently.

Even Kurosaki Ichigo himself was surprised.

Yeah, I couldn't believe that a human being would have such power before.

I think the content of the common vision probably stopped at the anti-membrane bandit, and I paused again when I thought of this, "I smashed his mask, and then Kurosaki Ichigo's blurred state was lifted. Finally, as you can see." I'm succinct, not wanting to make this description too specific.

The so-called "as you can see", and when I saw Aizen with the look of being deserted, I would naturally think that Kurosaki Ichigo had caused the same lethal level of damage to me, I am not an exaggeration, if That counts as a win—of course it is, if I'm pretty much dead before.

Aizen doesn't know about things in the broken world, and this is also the part I don't plan to mention.

The shot of the sharpshooter almost killed me, but it is also because of this that I can devote myself to the next battle with a determined heart, otherwise I will lose with a high probability. Facing such an exaggerated enemy, losing is the most important thing. Normal ending.Besides, if that incident hadn't happened, I wouldn't have recalled those "memories", in that case——

Realizing that I was almost rationalizing Gin Ichimaru's attack when I wanted to downplay it, I paused.

It's all getting a little more complicated.

There was a moment of silence.

I noticed the gaze from one of the gods of death on the other side. The exaggerated and strange dress, Nirvana Mayuri, I guess he could be called a scientist on the side of the ghost world.And curiosity is something that no scientist lacks, and it's no surprise that he would want to know what's going on.

I ignored that line of sight.

Then Aizen chuckled and said, "Of course you want to kill him."

This is really an inappropriate remark.

I mean, in front of the enemy, say something like kill one of them.

As for me?I just thought that Aizen would never know why I was killing that human instead.

The atmosphere became tense almost visible to the naked eye. It was the Grim Reaper on the opposite side who put his hand on the knife vigilantly first, and Xu was also a creature that would respond hostilely when provoked. I almost suspected that Aizen did it on purpose.

Uozhihualie raised his hand and stopped in front of them, implying not to do anything.She didn't even change the expression on her face, as if she didn't care about Aizen's words at all.

"But if I say he's not a threat," Aizen continued unhurriedly, "can I give up this idea, Jialan?"

Aizen was asking.

The object is me.

But I'm just a sub-level broken face, so this sentence is just a political game.

"If it's your order—" I said as usual.

"Galan, you're not listening to me." Lan Ran gave me a reproachful look, "I let him see the mirror, is that okay?"

...?

I looked at the other side in a little confusion, and even heard the same confused "when" muttering to myself from the proxy death god.

The tense atmosphere, which would not have been surprising if they fought again, suddenly turned into panic and chaos.

"Aizen Soyousuke—" It was Unohana Retsu who spoke first, in a special, slightly formal and solemn tone, "We will leave the virtual circle for a while. As for your child's-play summation, the so-called It is impossible for Soul Soul Realm to agree to a truce."

She still held the hand in front of her companion.

"is it?"

"So it is."

"So, should I see off the guest now?"

When she said this, even the woman who had been very quiet just now had a hint of anger in her tone, and said, "Yes, please open the black cavity."

The author has something to say: I have no other intentions for the captain of the sixth division, but only he and Kenpachi are in charge of force, and Kenpachi will not attack without saying hello. Byakuya has Rukia to protect. It will be more aggressive.