Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

Haru Miura succeeded. She finally managed to unlock it after more than 20 minutes of busy work with her half bucket of water lockpicking stunt.

The shackles fell off and freedom was restored.

She looked around vigilantly, making sure that there were no patrolling guards passing by, then she got up from her chair and began to fiddle with the lock on the cell door.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, this time she only took 5 minutes to pick the door lock.

"pat-"

Miura Haru gently pulled the door lock off, put the silver needle back into the hair clip, and put the hair clip back on her hair. Then, holding her breath, she pushed the door open.

"—"

The iron door was pushed open just like that, Miura Haru's heart was finally relieved, she stepped out of the cage, closed the door, and locked the lock back.

After doing all this, she took a long breath, closed her eyes and adjusted her spiritual pressure, lowered her spiritual pressure to the lowest level she could achieve, then looked around and escaped cautiously.

ah... free...

When Miura Haru finally climbed over the last wall and saw the familiar road, she couldn't help but burst into tears:

Grandma, I finally didn't embarrass you and Mother Star.

She turned around and looked at the white wall behind her, bowed slightly, thanked silently for the delicious prison meal, and then ran towards the unknown front without looking back.

Don't ask her why she ran forward, Miura Haru didn't know herself, she just wanted to avoid being caught again as much as possible.

At the same time, Inoue Orihime and Ishida Uryu were fighting in the west; Chadu Taitora ran into the captain of the Eighth Division, but failed in the challenge, and is now lying in handcuffs in the ward of the Fourth Division of the ambulance team; Kurosaki Ichigo and Shiba Yanju fought against the third and fifth seats of the [-]th Division and won a battle. Now he has hijacked Yamada Hanataro, the seventh seat of the Fourth Division who broke in, and the three are now huddled in the sewer to avoid search.

Haru Miura couldn't remember how many white team buildings with numbers printed on them, how many streets with similar styles she turned, until she ran in front of a tall white building, she realized that this was the end of the road .

The Jingling Court at night is the same as the real world, there will be evening wind blowing, and there will be insects and frogs.Against the backdrop of the night and the moon, the white building with a height of more than [-] meters showed a pale color, with an inexplicable icy chill. Two thick black doors were embedded at the bottom, which further highlighted its majesty.

Haru Miura involuntarily restrained her originally relaxed face. For some reason, she always felt that there was an ominous atmosphere inside this door, and she even smelled the vague smell of blood.Frowning slightly, she launched a spiritual search. In the three-dimensional space in her mind, she only detected an extremely subtle spiritual pressure—just behind this door.

So... what happened behind this door?

Miura Haru suddenly felt startled, even her hands trembled involuntarily.She looked at the door in front of her, not daring to reach out and push it in.

She is not completely ignorant, many times she just doesn't want to burden her head with too many things, it will make her feel a little tired, plus, she has always been pampered by her parents and swordsmen, even in school there are Peng Everyone in Gullei cared, so even if she had been to the dark world, she could kick this experience out of her memory palace just by turning her head.

However, at this moment, the smell of blood and the faint spiritual pressure suddenly stimulated Miura Haru's brain, and some residents who had been expelled from the memory palace were already protesting outside the palace walls with banners.

A resident representing "Blood" said:

'I have property rights, and I have the right to continue living in it! '

A resident representing "fear" said:

'I've lived here since you were born, you have no right to kick me out! '

A resident representing "out of control" said:

'Although I came late, I also paid 70 years of rent! '

There are also residents who have been driven out of the memory palace such as "collapse", "cowardly" and "helpless" have also expressed their anger at being driven out of their homes.And the "cowardly" words completely opened the gate of the palace:

"We have existed since birth and have always been with you. Even if you are afraid of us and don't want to look at us, this fact cannot be changed."

"We are always there, in your mind and in your heart."

"We're everywhere."

Finally, the door of the memory palace was slowly opened, and the group of residents who had been driven out of the palace for a long time returned to their long-lost home.

So far, those lost memories have finally come back.

Miss Miko finally made up her mind, stretched out her hand, and pushed open the two doors.

The smell of blood... The whole space is filled with a strong smell of blood, which is disgusting and lingering.

Miura Haru resisted nausea, took out a piece of talisman paper from her sleeve pocket, chanted a spell, and a flashlight appeared in her hand.

She stood where she was, and managed to adapt herself to the current environment. She pulled herself together, turned on the flashlight, and took a look around.

This photo was so incredible that it almost made her scream:

The entire room was covered in blood, and the benches from bottom to top were full of people with different postures. No, it should be said that they were no longer human, because they hadn't breathed.It seemed that there had been an extremely tragic hunt here. Those who had lost their breath were all wearing bright red clothes.

"..."

Haru Miura tightly covered her mouth, for fear that she would scream out loud. The sudden terrifying scene made her whole blood seem to stop. The chill rose from the soles of her feet, and the crystal clear tears were like broken beads. Slipping down and not being able to stop.

She squatted down slowly, let go of her hands, and hugged herself with all her strength.

She finally understood why Yoichi Sifengin told her that this was an action that required her life.At this moment, she discovered that since she came to Soul Soul Realm, she has always maintained an optimistic and relaxed attitude, as if she really regarded this operation as a game.

Admittedly, this is indeed a game, but a game that actually happened.

She exhaled gently and carefully, and then opened her spiritual sense to explore the spiritual pressure sensed outside the door.Finally, behind the table on the right, she found a person who still had a trace of breath.

"Are you ok?"

Haru Miura cautiously approached that person, but she looked at the blood stains all over his body and his gentle breathing, she knew that she couldn't do anything.

She looked at this man sadly, tears flowed down again unconsciously, and dripped into the deep red, blending with them.

"..."

Suddenly, the dying person in front of him moved, as if he had tried his best. He trembled, stretched out his hand with difficulty, and pointed in the direction of Haru Miura. His eyes that had lost their luster were filled with unwillingness and anger. , more is unbelievable.

"...it's... blue..."

What he said in a hoarse voice, Miura Haru was taken aback, and lowered his head to hear clearly:

"blue?"

That person finally exerted his last strength and shouted hoarsely:

"Aizen... Soyousuke!"

The echo surrounded the entire room, and the lingering sound lingered deeply into Miura Haru's mind.

She was silent, looking at the man who had finally swallowed his last breath, folded her hands, closed her eyes and prayed for him.

May all suffering end here and may your soul return again.

A light blue light shone from her body, and two strands of blue light gathered in mid-air, gradually turning into a deer, running around the room, and wherever it went, flowers grew under its hooves.

This is the last thing Miura Haru can do for the dead, to appease the wronged soul.

After doing all this, she left here silently.

Back on the main road, she was walking almost unconsciously. Although the road under her feet was flat, she walked out with shallow and deep steps. The cheerful face in the past could not conceal the sadness, and it was an hour ago. She was like two people.

Hitsugaya Toshiro looked suspiciously at Miura Haru walking towards him unsuspectingly, as if he hadn't seen him at all, although it was strange, he still stretched out his hand to her:

"One of the binding ways, plug."

A golden circle of light locked Miura Haru's hands backwards, and the girl came back to her senses. When she saw the white-haired boy's face, she understood in an instant that she was caught again.

This time, she didn't think of grandma and mother star, what she thought of was the scene she saw just now, she opened her mouth to say something, but suppressed the thought again.

"Let's go."

Hitsugaya Toshiro said to her, but he didn't let the two subordinate officials behind him imprison her actions, as if predicting that she would consciously go back with him.

"…Um."

The girl nodded, and slowly followed beside him without saying a word.

In this world, Ichiro Tanaka is sitting at the table and slowly writing the story. The tea in his hand has been cold for a long time, but he didn't notice it at all, and was completely immersed in the creation.

"Ya Xi'er finally got her wish and met her prince in the form of a girl. It is true that her prince is so elegant and noble, and his dancing appearance is a pleasing oil painting.

However, Yaxier finally found out what was wrong.

The prince is always sad, and even his gentle eyes always show melancholy inadvertently. This sad beauty accurately pricks the hearts of those around him.

At this time, everyone will surround the prince and ask him why he is sad:

'Prince, you shouldn't be like this. '

'My dear prince, please dance as you have done before! '

'Beautiful prince, your sorrow is about to take my life away. '

People who deeply love the prince spare no effort to praise him and love him, as if they want to put him in a cage called "possession".

Only Yaxier noticed that the prince's sadness, the prince's sorrow, was pale and powerless.

Because he has no heart.

His heart was taken away by the Demon King Crow a long time ago.

'Prince... how can I help you? '

Yaxi'er clenched the gemstone necklace around her neck, and let out a cry from the depths of her soul.

'Ha ha ha ha ha!bring it on!Yaxier!Your tragedy is finally about to begin!You have to do well, perform well! '

That weird old man, Tolomasia, the initiator of everything, stood in the tall bell tower, looked through the mirror among the gears, and watched Yaxier transform into the white swan princess, and couldn't help laughing. "

Ichiro Tanaka put down his pen, stretched his limbs, then picked up the cold tea beside him, and drank it slowly.

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She opened a pair of desperate eyes to see the loneliness of her life. Like a sunken sailor, she was looking for the trace of the white sail in the misty sky. '

--"Grimm's Fairy Tales"