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Every day, every day, walking in this world seems to be about to rot.

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As usual, they were knocked to the ground because of a little food, several adults, and one of them had meager spiritual power.

Everything was taken away, yet the kicking continued.

He closed his eyes slightly, weary and unwilling to look at the similar faces of these people.

It's boring... The pain in his body is still going on, but he is already a little impatient.

"Devil's eyes."

Those people said so, so among all the children, he was the one who was chased and beaten the most.

However, he still didn't die.

Cowardly people hide in the distance, and only dare to look at him with fear and hatred in dark places, while bolder people will be like this now...

In fact, he didn't understand. If he really hated him to such an extent, why didn't he just kill him?Thinking this way, there was still no fluctuation in his heart, as if the person who was killed was not him.

Inserting a knife into the body and letting the blood flow out... It's such a simple thing, but some people don't even dare to think about it.

Why?Perhaps, this is why he is called a monster.There is no fear of anything, and no special joy because of anything.

All he has are the two emotions of "interesting" and "boring".

As for other things, he was never used to bemoaning his fate like others, so what's the point of doing that?So he emptied his head, leaving only the pure idea - wanting to live.But why live?He didn't understand, and didn't bother to think about it.

Some time before he met that person, it wasn't that he didn't have the idea of ​​finding someone to live with.

Because people are always together, sometimes two or three, sometimes a large group.

Is it fun?I don't know, so I wanted to give it a try.

The opportunity presented itself quickly.

It was raining that day, he grabbed some food and was about to find a place to enjoy it when he saw a blond girl lying on the ground.

Recalling his decision to live with others, he rescued her and dragged her to his shelter from the rain--of course, homeless children like them have no home.

Well, her face is red and her forehead is very hot. Does this girl have a fever?

He felt a little troublesome, and also found it very novel. Is this what it's like to live with others?

He decided to keep this feeling for a while, so he gave her half of his food.

This girl was lucky, her fever subsided on the second day, if it were any other ordinary brat, she would probably have died just like that.

Well, he felt that his half of the food had value, at least it wasn't fed to the dead.That would be a loss.

The girl was very grateful to him and told him her name.

Matsumoto Ranju?He scratched his head, not knowing how to answer, what did those people say?

"Oh,"

"It's a nice name," he said.

The girl blushed inexplicably.

"what is your name?"

She asked.

Are you going to exchange names?He nodded and told her seriously, "Ichimaru Gin."

Then he decided to reach his goal quickly, "Hey, do you want to live with me?"

The girl froze for a moment, then nodded.

He smiled with satisfaction.It's very simple.

But it didn't take long before he got bored.It wasn't that there was any trouble with this girl, she would take the initiative to find food, and unlike other girls he had seen, she would only drag him down and add to his burden.

However, still bored.Although that girl is not afraid of his eyes like others, she will be shocked by his methods when he grabs food.

"Killing is wrong."

She always said this to him, and then showed a complicated look when he asked "why" indifferently.

The way she looked at him made him feel like he had done something wrong.

But, isn't everyone on this street doing the same?Otherwise, how could he survive until now with just stealing?

Matsumoto Ranju is a strange girl.He thought like this, and then one day, the girl said to him, "Silver, it's always like this, I can't even understand your thoughts, what exactly do you want?"

Maybe the girl just wanted to know him better, maybe all she wanted was a good conversation.But Ichimaru Gin suddenly felt disappointed.

Is this what it's like to live with someone else, and nothing more.

Get closer if you are interested, and leave if you are not.He just followed his own heart in everything. Why do so many people always say that he is unpredictable, cunning and fickle?

Ichimaru Gin's world is very pure, so pure that there is only himself, and everything else, whether it is evil or bright, he just looks at it, but never blends into it.

Then, on the same rainy night, he left the little girl named Matsumoto Rangiku and started his journey alone again.

He was knocked down to the ground again. Those people were so strong that he felt his vision begin to blur.

This time, it might be dead.

Thinking of this, he still felt bored, and it was better to be alive. Only by being alive can he find more interesting things.

Those people don't know when they left.He was lying there alone, and after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt kicked.

A deep voice said something beside him, and then a paper bag exuding fragrance was placed beside him.

Feeling that the man was about to leave, he opened his eyes with some effort, and then firmly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Want to... want to live.

All of a sudden, this sentence was the only thing that filled his mind.

Then, he heard a man's laughter, low and slowly diffused in the air.

It's unstoppably nice and seductive.

Want to see what this person looks like.

Looking up, he saw that person stretching out his hand to him, the protruding words from the thin lips were full of temptation and evil, and the corners of the mouth were the deepest cruelty and...beauty.

There is a kind of unattainable strength.

"Hey, do you want to be with me in the future?"

At that moment, he admitted that he was indeed bewitched.

No matter it was decades or hundreds of years, he would never forget that on such a day when he didn't know whether it was afternoon or dusk, there was a person who once smiled like this and stretched out his hand to him.

In this world, it seems that the only way to keep Aizen-sama interesting is to be by his side.

He didn't know when he would get bored, but he always felt that it would be a long, long time, or... forever?

He smiled slightly, but didn't understand the reason for his smile.

Maybe, it's really, really interesting.

Aizen-sama...he stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of that person's clothes, and used the way he saw before...that, it seems to be called "acting like a baby"-a very useful method, at least he Everyone who has seen it will smile and meet all his requirements.

But Master Aizen just patted his head.His eyes are very gentle, different from the masked smile when facing others, but a real smile, he said, "Silver, don't act like a baby."

Aizen-sama is really interesting.

He taught him the ghost way, white fighting, shunpo, all the powers needed to become a god of death, but he didn't protect him too much.But he can feel that he is getting stronger day by day-it's fun to be strong, it's fun to fight, and it's fun to look at other people's fearful eyes.

Most importantly, Aizen-sama's approving smile is funny... Maybe it shouldn't be called funny?So what to say?Forget it, that's not something to worry about.

Then, he became the god of death according to Master Aizen, and he felt a strange sense of pleasure to be able to really help Master Aizen.So, is this "satisfaction"?

As long as he stays with Aizen-sama, he will be able to learn all kinds of interesting things.Inexplicably, he was confident about it.

When he was taking office, he heard someone behind him call his name in a joyful and excited voice.

Looking back somewhat strangely, it turned out to be her.

That little girl named Matsumoto Rangiku grew up like this.Unknowingly, many, many years have passed since he met Master Aizen.But why are you still not bored?

He scratched his silver hair somewhat puzzled.But it doesn't matter, as long as Aizen-sama can make him feel interesting all the time, he will never leave him, and will never betray him.

This is the loyalty that belongs exclusively to Ichimaru Gin.It's not about righteousness as the standard, but just following your own heart.

When he told Master Aizen this sentence, Master Aizen showed a very gentle smile.He was really very happy... He felt a little strange, because in his intuition, if it was someone else, he would definitely not have this reaction... As expected of Master Aizen.

"silver,"

Luan Ju looked at him, and asked hesitantly, "Have you become the chief executive too?"

Why hesitate?He didn't understand her excitement, nor the look of sadness and joy in her eyes, so he nodded flatly, "En."

Women are really hard to understand.Because after he said that, her expression suddenly became sad.

"Yes... that's it,"

She struggled to show a smile, because it was very forced, so it was ugly, he wanted to say it directly, but suddenly remembered that Master Aizen said to be tactful and gentle to ladies.

So he said, "You've changed a lot."

From being so small to being so big.

She nodded, with a hint of sadness in her tone, "You too, but some things haven't changed at all."

He didn't understand, he was a little tired of such conversations, even though he had lived with this woman for a while before, he didn't think she was any different from other people.

So he decided to end the conversation, what would a normal person say. "I'm doing well, Aizen-sama is very interesting."

If that's the case, you'll feel relieved.

"is it?"

For some reason, her face turned even paler, "Well, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

She turned around in a hurry, and just disappeared.

He glanced at her back in some puzzlement, and then forgot it in an instant.

For irrelevant people or things, his patience is always limited.

Master Aizen quickly found out about this.Under the dim light, the smiling Master Aizen not only makes people feel at ease and reliable, but also has a dangerous temptation that cannot be concealed.Really, there is a contradiction.

He looked down at him, and said slowly, "As expected of you, Yin."

Master Aizen always seemed to know a little bit about him, and he didn't deliberately hide it in front of him.

Because he knows he doesn't care, it's just little things that don't matter.

The important thing is that this person is by his side.

He thought that even if he got bored one day, he would miss this person after he left.

Aizen-sama is different, more interesting than anyone else, more than anyone else makes him feel, hope time will last forever.

"If you leave, I will definitely forget you."

I don't know when he said these words to Master Aizen, and he didn't quite understand his mood at that time, and the faint anger and eagerness were entangled in his heart.

If you leave, of course you have to forget it.Why do you want to emphasize it again? Ever since Mr. Aizen failed in his experiment and almost exploded, this feeling has been with him all the time.

He grew up little by little, and he understood more and more feelings, and he also learned to speak in a drawn-out tone. Whenever he squinted his eyes and spoke in such a tone, it was always easier to achieve Purpose.

But in front of Aizen-sama, he will always be that simple, pure and cruel Ichimaru Gin.

He thought it would go on like this forever.No matter in the soul world or the virtual circle, he will always follow that person, help him, follow him, until he gets tired.

However, everything fell apart on that day.

He reached out in vain, only to let the cold ground confirm his desperation.

This world is really nothingness and frightening... It's like an absurd dream.How can I make him believe it?That calmly smiling man, that cruel and elegant man, that powerful man who seems like nothing can knock him down... would just disappear without a trace?

The world of Ichimaru Gin was completed because of a man named Aizen, and because of the same person, it was broken into pieces and changed into black and white from then on.

Nothing could amuse him anymore.

Walking in this world, every day, can only make him feel his own corruption.

He began to smile, as if the man who always smiled was still there and never left.

It's a pity that he will never learn his ability to pretend, and the people around him look at him with more fear.

They privately commented that his whole body seemed to have a killing intent as beautiful as love—it was a gorgeous and complicated description, but they were right.As long as he looks at the world, he will think of the only person he loves.

He finally understands the emotions other than fun and boring, but the person who can make him feel this emotion is gone.

So he knew what it was like to hate—a feeling he had never understood before, no matter how he was treated.Because that's useless.However, just like he couldn't fulfill his promise and forget Lord Aizen, he couldn't control this hatred anymore.

The world that had swallowed him wanted to... destroy it.

Volume [-] Inuyasha Chapter - Infinite Fall