Death: This Death is not serious

Time passed quickly, and it was already a month later.

With the concerted efforts of Aozaki Mazuki and Shifengyuan Yoruichi, they spent an unforgettable month.

Their spirits and spiritual pressure had been tempered as never before, and they had taken a big step forward on the road called life.

It turns out that proper exercise can really train oneself, but long-term exercise may cause spiritual emptiness.

Aozaki Mazuki didn't know what Shifengyuan Yoruichi's mental state was like, but he did feel a little empty.

He parted with Shifengyuan Yoruichi in the noble street and lived in a noble mansion that symbolized aristocratic status.

This was a gift from the Tsunayashiro family.

Although the words between the lines revealed the desire to keep it secret when the other party gave the gift.

However, he did not refuse, but chose to accept the gift peacefully.

Fortunately, the other party was tactful and did not give him a maid or someone like that, otherwise Matsumoto Rangiku would definitely make him look bad.

Of course, they might also be worried that the maid would not be able to control her mouth and say something she shouldn't say.

In the courtyard, Matsumoto Rangiku didn't know how long she had practiced the Shikai, but she could still hear the sound of the wind whistling, and the sound was even getting louder, as if a storm was surging.

Aozaki Mayu closed her eyes and dozed off, listening to the wind outside the window.

He couldn't believe that the room was gradually becoming quiet. Could it be that Rangiku's anger had subsided?

A man was kneeling on the tatami, looking at Aozaki Mayu.

He was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with short black hair, sitting upright and meticulous, wearing a wrap similar to "Shimashen", dressed like a god in ancient Greek mythology.

The eyes of the god seemed to be watching fate, making it impossible to look directly at him.

Aozaki Mayu opened her eyes and was stunned by the man in front of her. She always felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

The man waved slowly at Aozaki Mayu with a faint, loving, god-like smile.

The evening sun shone behind him, and a long shadow was cast on Aozaki Mazuki.

Aozaki Mazuki felt that he had no way to refuse. He got off the bed, and he was wearing a divine robe. He walked towards the man step by step, and finally held the man's hand.

The man was pulled to stand up, but he did not let go of his hand, and led Aozaki Mazuki to the bed.

The scene that came into his eyes was not the scene of Matsumoto Rangiku practicing Zanpakutō.

Aozaki Mazuki seemed to see the entire Soul Society, then the present world, and finally even the Hueco Mundo appeared in front of him.

Through a small window, let him see the Three Realms clearly!

The middle-aged man let go of his hand, lightly put it on the windowsill, and tapped the windowsill with his fingers.

Aozaki Mazuki stood beside him in confusion, and looked at the man carefully in the afterglow of the sunset.

There was nothing special, except for the slightly different eyes, which were no different from ordinary middle-aged men in the Three Realms.

But he has a special temperament, every move is sacred, noble as if born without dust.

He leaned on the windowsill and looked into the distance, only the eyes that saw through fate revealed human emotions, that touch of loneliness, which did not match his sacred temperament at all.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, Cang Qi Zhenyue feels that he also has this sacred temperament at this time.

But he knows that he is not a god who has left the world, but a rotten person who indulges in luxury and debauchery.

"Well... my name is Cang Qi Zhenyue."

Cang Qi Zhenyue thought about it and felt that in the face of such a "person", he still had to say hello and show his friendliness.

The sunset was reflected in the man's eyes, and he whispered: "My name is Youha Weihe."

Cang Qi Zhenyue thought he was joking. This name is the name of the common god of Western religions, and the original name is YHWH.

The ancients gave the gods such a difficult name. It is said that the original intention was to avoid mortals calling the gods directly.

People in later generations did not know his real name, and it became Jehovah after being passed down.

Aozaki Mayu suddenly thought of Yhwach.

The name Yhwach is very similar to Yhwach.

But after living in this world for many years, he understood that the two names are not the same.

The image of the man in front of him did not match his understanding of Yhwach.

"Matsuki, what do you think of this world?" The man turned his head and looked at Aozaki Mayu.

Aozaki Mayu was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

The last time he said this to him was Aizen Sosuke. On the street of Seireitei, he asked himself the same question: "Matsuki, what do you think of this world?"

Simple yet complex questions, Aizen made Aozaki Mayu feel like he was being tested when he asked.

And this man said the same sentence, but it was completely different.

It was as if he knew that you did not belong to this world, and asked you to answer from the perspective of a bystander, and he was also looking forward to your answer.

"Who are you?" Aozaki Mayu's voice was a little trembling.

This was the first time he felt that things were completely out of control!

"It doesn't matter, I just noticed that your connection with the world is getting closer and closer, and you are accepting this world, so I took this opportunity to see you."

The man who called himself Youhawehe said,

"It's an honor to meet you, honorable outsider."

"Don't be funny, honorable outsider... I'm just a lower-level noble, not so honorable, what's an outsider? I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Is it Aizen? Did he cast the Mirror Flower and Water Moon on me? But how did he know that I was an "outsider".

"I am not an illusion created by anyone, I came to see you completely out of my own will."

Youhawehe seemed to see through his thoughts and turned his head to glance at the scenery outside the window.

The two of them stood by the window, like travelers on a strange road, unfamiliar but willing to appreciate the beautiful scenery together.

"And I really hope to know your answer."

"My answer..."

Aozaki Mayu looked at his sincere eyes and felt that maybe he should tell his true thoughts.

"This is where I should come. I don't know about others, but for me, this world is very... interesting."

"Just interesting? It's really a worrying answer, but it's much better than being hostile to the world."

Yohavich touched his chin, raised the corner of his mouth, and turned into an ordinary middle-aged uncle in an instant.

"Why should I be hostile to the world? This world didn't provoke me." Aozaki Mayu couldn't help saying.

As if he got the answer he wanted, the middle-aged man laughed and wiped his tears and said, "Little guy, I'm starting to like you."

Aozaki Mayu felt a chill and said something strange: "I don't like men."

Yohavich was stunned and shook his head and laughed: "Don't worry, I don't like it either."

He took a step forward, and his body actually passed through the wall. In front of him was a huge sunset, rising higher and higher.

"No! The sun is getting closer and closer..." Aozaki Mayu was enveloped by the scorching light.