[Comprehensive] Blue dye

It was an ordinary day, but Aizen felt that something was wrong.

This feeling was so sudden that Aizen couldn't explain why, he looked at everything in front of him, it was obviously normal but at the same time full of disobedience.

He was not in a good mood, because the current situation seemed to him to be wrapped in a huge lie, and he had noticed something but could not prove it.

Being in a passive position resented him.

But even if he was dissatisfied with the status quo, it would not help Aizen, so he did what he wanted to do according to the original plan, continued the unfinished itinerary yesterday, and completed the area on the right half of the map.

After breakfast, I went back to the dormitory and changed the Dao clothes. I was dressed in a black Shiba outfit. I picked up a light green handle and fastened it to my belt. Aizen reached out and picked up the 'lunch' wrapped in a white cloth on the table beside me. It was after dinner. Aizen asked the food preparation staff to prepare it for him, so that he didn't need to look for food at noon and he didn't have to be hungry.

Aizen was really hungry yesterday. He went on a sightseeing trip without going back to Yuanzijuku for lunch after finishing his mission. He completely forgot that his body needs to eat on time. It can only be said that Aizen is not used to such a situation. Variety.

After learning the lesson, Aizen made full preparations and knew that he would take his lunch to go out. Although it was inconvenient to carry things in his hands, at least it was better than being hungry.

Putting the food on his hands, Aizen walked out of Yuanzijuku, and headed towards the last few buildings that he hadn't seen yet.

Using skillful footwork to reach the destination in a short time, after watching the surrounding area, Aizen jumped off the bricks in order not to attract attention.

Walk along the wall, stop until you can see the iconic buildings, and look up to observe the external composition of the towering buildings.

After seeing the first building, he went to the next building. After repeating the same action several times, Aizen confirmed something.

Except for the few buildings he saw with Jingle yesterday that were different from what Aizen expected, all the buildings he saw alone today were 'almost' the same as he imagined, saying that it was almost because they were not exactly the same The appearance is slightly different, but the basic composition is similar.

Those abrupt differences looked like they had been intentionally made to emphasize how different the buildings were from what he had imagined.

[I didn't even know I had the talent to be a designer...how is this possible. 】

While making fun of himself and then denying it, Aizen already has a bottom line in his mind about the current situation.

Now, it just needs further confirmation.

[What a bad joke. 】

Anyone would be offended knowing they had been fooled, and Aizen was no exception.

But even though he was in a bad mood, it didn't stop Aizen from developing appreciation, because it was undoubtedly commendable for him to be able to deceive him for such a long time before confirming the anomaly, so he recognized the other party's ability.

Admitting is one thing, but what should be done is still done.

Using extraordinary means in extraordinary times, Aizen no longer has the desire to continue visiting Seireitei. Who knows whether what he saw is true or not, at least Aizen thinks everything is just...an illusion.

Aizen assumes that what he sees is based on the fragments in his memory as blueprints, and the constructed things do not actually exist. The in-depth assumption from this perspective is currently the most likely 'fact' Aizen thinks.

【If the assumption is true, where is the 'I' now? 】

The point of difference lies in today and yesterday, if everything he experienced when he opened his eyes was not true, there is a great possibility that his body is still lying safely in the bedding in the dormitory.

Aizen has come into contact with virtuals with special abilities, and they have all kinds of abilities, many of which touch the biological perception.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the ability to affect the five senses is troublesome, but it has no effect on the experienced Aizen.

Different abilities have different cracking methods. If it is the ability to confuse the appearance, then adapt in a very short time; if it is to use spiritual power to build an illusion that makes people fall into it, then the cracking method is even simpler. Press a cover and all the problems in the past will be easily solved.

After discovering something was wrong, Aizen tried to test it by releasing spiritual pressure, but there was no special reaction at all.

There are no cracks in the sky, and the flat ground is still the same. Even if the spiritual pressure is increased, there is no abnormality, but the normal reactions such as the wall cracking have indeed appeared.

Looking up at the sky, the bright blue is set off by white clouds, and the clouds are fluttering with the air currents. The sky in the world of corpses and souls does not repeat for a moment, day, dusk, and night, colorful and changeable.

The world of corpses and souls is a very beautiful place, much, much better than Xuquan.

[It's really like it. 】

This dream is very real.

But the dream is always just a dream, and sooner or later he will wake up, Aizen will not allow himself to immerse himself in it.

"It's time for the final confirmation."

Thin lips moved slightly and whispered in a volume that only he could hear, and Aizen's figure disappeared in place.

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'It' has been waiting since birth, waiting for a unique owner who belongs only to 'it'.

"It" was shaped by people and existed as "Qian Da". At that time, "It" had no consciousness, could not move, hear, or think, and only had the identity of a weapon. At that time, "It" 'It' doesn't count as alive.

So 'it' is waiting, quietly waiting for someone in Ermeiwu Wangyue's forging room, day after day, year after year, waiting for the master of 'it' to merge with 'it'.

Maintaining the state of an empty shell for a long time, finally one day, that person came to Ermeiwu Wangyue's forging room, and the moment his fingertips touched the scroll, pure and unfathomable spiritual power burst into the body of 'it', which fit perfectly The power makes 'it', which does not have the ability to think, react subconsciously.

'It' conveyed the feeling of 'it' to that person through the handle of the knife, and that person did receive it, and he took 'it' away from there without the slightest hesitation.

In the days to come, 'it' will sleep and eat with that person, wherever they go.

Affected by that person's strong heart and spiritual power, 'it' has a soul and thought and knows its own name, can feel its own existence and that person's existence, and 'it' has been endowed with new life!

"It" knows its real name, ability, and the true thoughts of that person, but the conscious "it" has never tried to talk to that person. It can gain power through spiritual dialogue with Zanpakuto, but "it" No tip was given to the man, not even once.

'It' expects a lot from him.

'It' knows that even if there is no communication, the owner of 'it' will never let 'it' down.

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Aizen is walking on the street of Liuhun, and the current area is District 1---Runlin'an.

The whole street is full of people living a simple and lively life, hawking and shopping, so peaceful that there are no thieves. This situation is normal. District 1 outside Seireitei can be said to be the safest place in Ruhun Street. area.

Lan Ran moved forward without squinting, his goal was clear.

Going around the shop area, passing bungalows and walking along the rice fields, he saw an unlisted shop.

It's really a very ordinary house with plain color, it doesn't look special.

This is the place that impressed Aizen the most in the conversation with Jingle yesterday, and it is also an afternoon tea shop that Jingle likes very much.

Ai Ran sat down on the long wooden chair placed against the wall, and almost at the same time the proprietress opened the curtain and came out, showing a friendly smile to Ai Ran.

"Guest, what do you want?"

The reflective mirror covered the too sharp eyes, and Aizen raised the corners of his mouth to return a kind smile.

He didn't order anything, he just asked the proprietress a question.

"What's your name?"

The proprietress obviously paused, her expression was astonished, she was about to speak but was interrupted by Aizen, Aizen usually would not have such a behavior, even if the other party said nonsense, he would choose to listen to the words, and behaved extremely Be patient, and actually do.

But now he has a different idea, and he judges that there is no need for the other party to continue talking.

"It's a very real illusion, but the you in front of me is a fatal mistake."

"The special reaction to being asked about your name is not enough to prove it, but in order not to make me suspicious, you didn't change it on purpose this time."

The proprietress’s sakura-colored scarf is the only one that Aizen has mentioned that Jingle mentioned, and the image of the proprietress’s clothing is exactly as Aizen knows.

"The imitation was perfect, but you seem to have forgotten one thing."

"Chun Shui said that the headscarves of the hostess of this store have never been repeated."

The headscarf worn by the proprietress in front of her was exactly the same as what Jingle had seen.

There don't need to be many flaws, as long as these are enough, it is enough to prove that all this depends on the consciousness change of "someone", is created, a world that does not exist in reality.

Cracks appeared on the proprietress's face, and the cracks spread from the face to the skirt of the clothes, and the surrounding scene was like glass that had been hit hard.

Something is constantly cracking, the sound of cracking echoes throughout the hallucinatory space, cracks begin to appear in the sky, the earth is about to collapse, Aizen's calm eyes reflect the collapsed world.

"Kuanglang——"

The touch underfoot changed from solid to liquid, and the dark water rippled.

All the ever-growing things seem to be still, the world in the mirror is broken into pieces, and the fragments containing the 'world' are mixed with bits and pieces of starlight and fall weakly.

The scene that represents destruction but is incomparably beautiful cannot be described in words. Aizan stood in the same place, and the falling 'scenery' blocked his sight. When the last piece of huge debris sank into the water, a few splashes splashed and it was unclear whether it was transparent or not. Still a black splash, Aizen saw the creator of the illusion.

He has brown hair and brown eyes, wears black-rimmed glasses, and has a kind smile on his face.

It's him, Aizen Soyousuke.

Aizen closed his eyes slightly in surprise, he covered up his gaffe in a very short time, and hid all his emotions with a smiling mask.

Aizen heard the other party say a word in his voice.

"I am you."

Just a few words contain many meanings, Aizen understood the meaning of this 'dream' in an instant.

The other party seemed to be worried that he would misunderstand, so he changed his form and repeated the last sentence. This move was unnecessary for Aizen, because he had figured out the other party's purpose so far.

What's more, who is not easy to use, 'it' actually borrowed the image of Shigekuni Yamamoto, and then said "I am you" to Aizen with that face.

Aizen: Is this a new punishment game?

Resisting the desire to caress his forehead, Aizen made a request to 'Yamamoto Shigekuni' with a stiff smile.

"Just keep the shape of the knife."

That's right, Aizen knows that the other party's true identity is his Zanpakuto, and now they are having a spiritual dialogue, knowing the real name of Zanpakuto can borrow its power.

What was even more frightening was yet to come. The next second, 'Yamamoto Shigekuni' showed a disappointed expression.

"........."

Aizen didn't know how to react.

'Yamamoto Shigekuni' glanced at Aizen, and seeing Aizen's smiling face remained motionless, 'it' began to move resignedly.

From the outline of the body, it turned into spirit particles and slowly floated in the air. Suddenly, there was a gust of air flow, and the fast-moving wind blew the blue-dyed brown hair. The reflective mirror covered the pair of deep eyes that could not be seen.

The scattered spirits gathered in front of Aizen along the wind. From the handle to the tip, the blade flickered with cold light, and a Zanpakuto that had been reborn was perfectly presented in front of Aizen.

Aizen stretched out his hand to hold the scroll, and many fragments and information about Zanpakutō that did not belong to him instantly entered his mind.

Naturally changing the posture of holding the knife in the air, the afterimage of the knife draws a semicircular arc, and Aizen points the tip of the knife downward.

He already knew how to get out of here.

Through touching Aizen, one can clearly feel the excitement of the Zanpakuto in his hand.

He called out the words spirit that has the effect of closing moves.

"Break it, Jinghua Shuiyue!"

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On a quiet night, the moon hangs high, and a few clouds with soft halos drift slowly across the dark sky.

All the disciples of Yuanzijuku turned off the lights and went to sleep, and Aizen was no exception. At this time, he was wearing a plain kimono and lying on the futon in the bedroom, his breathing slowed down during sleep.

Pale moonlight shines through the thin paper sliding door into the Japanese room, reflecting on the bright surface of the mats, giving a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

With her closed eyes opened without warning, Aizen sat up abruptly, her open skirt revealing her lean chest, and the quilt that covered her body slid off with a big movement.

He covered his face with one hand to relieve the feeling of dizziness, and glanced across his fingers to the Zanpakuto with a light green handle beside him.

It was the life born of his heart, his soul, and would be with him all the days to come, until the end of life.

The corners of the lips are slightly hooked to reveal a real smile, no longer just an emotionless mask, Aizen's expression is not ostentatious, but the joyful emotions are fully revealed.

Even knowing that his knife would not respond, Aizen greeted him anyway.

"Please give me more advice, my mirror."

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The review failed!!!!

I don't know what's going on, so I have to repost it again...=___=

Aha!

The author should let Lanshen get the initial solution in advance!

Because if you think about the sparrow part, you can practice the swastika in a month

How can the blue god who is a genius fall behind~