[Reaper] Evening Primrose

"Hey..." When Ichigo covered his left eye with a dignified look, Grimmjow drew his sword, "Why are you so dazed, Shinigami?"

"Next... it's my turn!"

Halfway out of the blade, he was put on his shoulders, but the two people who were present didn't feel the spiritual pressure before, and the pupils of the two shrank suddenly.

"Put the knife away! Grimmjow!"

"...Tongxian..." Grimmjow glanced at the person who was coming, and then took a step back to free the hand on his shoulder, "Why are you here?"

"You ask... 'why'? Dongxian wanted to answer slowly, "You really... still don't understand?" "

"Arbitrarily attacking the world..."

"Secretly instigating the nameless face..."

"Moreover, it failed miserably..."

"All these actions violated the order!"

"You should know, right?" Dongxian approached slowly, "Lord Aizen is very angry! Grimmjow!"

Grimmjow frowned, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Tsk..."

"Let's go!" Dongxian said in a black voice, "Go back to the virtual circle and then go!"

"Hmph, got it!" Grimmjow put his hands back into his trouser pockets, and followed Dongxian impatiently.

"Hey!" Ichigo maintained the previous posture, took half a step forward, and looked at Grimmjow who was standing in the air at the mouth of the black mouth, "Stop! Where are you going?"

"You're so noisy." Grimmjow turned his head away, "I'm going back...to the virtual circle!"

"Stop joking!" Ichigo waved his hand over his left eye fiercely, "He came to attack us out of nowhere, and now he's leaving again! What kind of plane are you doing!"

"Come down for me!"

"Among us...the winner hasn't been decided yet!"

"How dare you say...there is no winner?" Grimmjow glanced at Ichigo, frowning, his bony mask pale in the moonlight, "Stop it! Because there is no The one who managed to save his life after deciding the victory should be you, God of Death!"

"The move just now also hurt yourself." He looked at the blackness of his left eye that hadn't faded, and his tone seemed a little impatient, "I knew it at a glance, you can make two or three more blows at most!"

"This guy has too many scruples, and he can't fight well at all."

He lowered his eyelids.

"but......"

"The power itself is too weak."

"But even if you can use that move without limit...it's up to you..." With a hint of sarcasm in his tone, Grimmjow turned around, "You can't defeat the me!"

"Liberation force?"

Ichigo's pupils shrank.

"Don't forget...my name!" Stepping into the black cavity, he slowly turned his head to face Ichigo, "I hope you won't hear my name again next time... "

"Grimmjow Jakajack."

As the name was spoken, Grimmjow grinned, and Ichigo was a little out of breath under the pressure of the overwhelming Reiatsu.

"When you hear that name again..."

"It's your time of death! Reaper!"

With the closure of the black cavity, the Reiatsu finally disappeared, but Ichigo stood there in a daze.

"Those Pomian, have you returned to the virtual circle?" At some point, Renji's voice came from behind, "We won?"

"Losing!"

Ichigo replied almost without hesitation.

"I lost..."

"I'm too weak..."

"I failed to protect anyone..."

"I sort of... fiascoed."

"Grimmjow..."

Ichigo straightened up and wiped the blood from his forehead.

Next time, I will definitely win.

......absolute.

......

"Has Kurosaki asked for leave?"

Ochi Miyuki frowned, looking at the roster with some surprise.

"It's really rare." She held the pen and wrote the records in the notebook, sighing a little, "Although he likes to skip classes very much, he hardly ever asks for leave..."

"Ishida and Chadu also asked for leave today... Kuchiki too... what's the situation..." Ochi Miyuki sighed, closed the roster, and simply stopped Think about it, "Okay! Start class!"

at the same time.

Looking at the deep pit a few meters wide in front of him in the park, Ichigo remembered his experiences these days.

Those two broken faces who hurt Chadu, and... Grimmjow.

He drooped his eyelids, and a black substance emerged from the corner of his eye, causing him to frown and cover his left eye.

"I am certain......"

"It's not okay to continue like this."

He knew it all too well, that's why he was uneasy.

Whether it's the broken face on Aizen's side, or the restless guy in his body, it's a big trouble, and if it's not resolved, it will cause serious consequences.

... Misfortunes never come singly.

"......That rascal......"

Ichigo frowned when he thought of the face that was exactly the same as his own but with an arrogant expression and pale complexion.

time is limited.

If no way can be found, then "it" will replace "he".

Heaving a long sigh towards the sky, Ichigo muttered to himself.

"...Sure enough..."

......

"You, who are very poor at controlling Reiatsu, managed to come here..." Pingzi looked at the people below, and pulled his peaked cap, "But... I knew you would come of."

"Hey, Ichigo!" Hirako smiled, showing his flat teeth, "Since you've come, it means you've decided to join...our camp?"

Then, he saw Ichigo take a deep breath.

"Stop joking!" he said with contempt.

"Hey?!" Pingzi was about to say a welcome speech calmly, but was choked back immediately.

What kind of plane! !

"Join you guys? What nonsense are you talking about!" Ichigo looked up at the eight people standing on the steps above, "I came here... just to use you!"

"What did you say..." Now it was Hirako's turn to look unhappy.

If you want to take advantage of it, and say it openly, no one will be happy to hear it.

And to use the word...

Reminds him of bad memories.

"I won't join you..." Ichigo's voice came to several people's ears clearly, "But I want to learn from you how to control the internal void!"

"How dare you despise us." Pingzi listened to the meaning, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and resumed his usual attitude, "Who wants to teach you!"

"I'll ask." Ichigo lowered his head.

"How?" Pingzi frowned.

"Of course I went all out!" Following these words, Ichigo held the proxy card in his hand, and his spirit body left his body, and he rushed over in the attitude of a god of death.

Pingzi rolled his eyes, and then stepped on the handle of the Zanhundao on the ground, and the Zanhundao bounced around and was held firmly in his hand.

"Difficult guy." Pingzi murmured, but the knife in his hand collided with Zhanyue unambiguously, making an ear-piercing sound.

"Thorn--!!"

The glass in the abandoned factory was shattered by the impact of the Reiatsu.

Putting some distance away from Ichigo, Hirako looked at the corners of his eyes that were starting to turn black again, and tightened his hand holding the handle of the knife.

"let me see......"

"How far can you go?"

The author has something to say: Another half-update... next week to complete qwq

Ah ah ah ah why can't I squeeze out a new update (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Shirasaki will come out at most one chapter later, why can't I type? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Help, QAQ

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