[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

The next day.

The morning mist is hazy, and the morning sun is beating.

"Shiguo, good morning. Why did you leave without saying hello last night? Is the store too busy?" Wuyue walked into the academy and ran to Hua Ling through the crowd.

Hearing her question, Hua Ling smiled confusedly, "Eh? What are you talking about?"

"Saury and chestnut cake, didn't you make them?"

"Ah, that!" The short-haired girl stroked her hair embarrassedly and explained, "It is true that I cooked the right dishes, but that was sent to you by Aizen-sensei. He said that he has business to go to Lingju The hospital dealt with it, and happened to be on the way... But, why did you ask that way, didn't you see him?"

Hearing Aizen's name, the blond girl was stunned for a moment, and her footsteps stopped, becoming an abrupt fixed point among the passing crowd.

Recalling the conversation with Grimmjow last night, she suddenly felt a chill attack her whole body.

Aizen...he heard...

"However, I said I have something to do, so I might be too anxious to say hello to you. Just put down your things and leave. You don't have to be too nervous. There is still calligraphy class today. It's okay to thank the teacher when we meet!"

Hua Ling, not knowing the situation, gently patted her friend on the shoulder, took her hand and walked to the classroom.

However, at this time, Wuyue's heart was overwhelmed, and it was difficult to breathe.

She couldn't imagine Aizen being depressed or furious.

It's a good thing to be able to vent your emotions.

The most frightening thing is that he pretended that none of this happened.

Let's meet, wait until we meet to explain well.

She comforted herself in her heart.

Waiting anxiously for the calligraphy class, unexpectedly, the teacher Aizen who usually arrives on time, disappeared this day, and was replaced by another instructor, Ryoko Guanyue.

She saw the doubts of the students, and explained as soon as she walked in the door:

"The thing is like this. Because of the job in Room 46, Mr. Aizen temporarily resigned from Yu Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art. I will be the agent for the calligraphy class during this period. Everyone should be fine, right?"

"Excuse me... Is Mr. Lanran already living in Julin of the Pure Tower..."

Guanyue heard the sound, looked up at the blond girl who stood up in the last row of the classroom, and responded lightly: "If there is no accident, you should be sorting out paperwork in the mansion...Since you are going to live in the restricted area for a long time, there must be many... ..."

Before the words were finished, a gust of wind disrupted the classroom.

When the books were flying, Kanna-san, who was still standing by the window, suddenly disappeared.

In the Lingling Court, the moonless foot steps quickly, galloping on the roof like a shooting star.She walked through the corridor of the high tower and went straight to Aizen's house near the [-]th division of Gotei.

When we arrived, the weather had turned bright.

Standing in the fragmented sunshine and the golden leaves all over the ground, she was in a daze for a second, and heard a familiar voice from inside the house:

"Wu Yue, why are you here, what happened?"

The brown-haired man walked slowly to the corridor, staring at her silently with his silent eyes.

She obviously thought of countless explanation sentences on the road, but when she met his eyes, her mind was still blank.

Seeing her appearance, Lan Ran suddenly laughed, her eyes were as warm as before, "It's really not like you... Don't stand around stupidly outside, if you have that free time, come and help me sort out the text..."

"Thank you last night." Wuyue interrupted him, and said in a solemn tone, "I mean, it's about the bento."

The man chuckled and put his hands behind his back, "Did you skip class just to say thank you? It would have taken too much effort..."

Knowing that he had already started to get to the point, Wuyue had no choice but to bite the bullet and take up this conversation.

"So, you heard the conversation between me and Grimmjow?"

"Well...not all of them...but I think, those things you don't want me to know, I know now."

His voice was very soft, his eyes were soft, and apart from some signs of insomnia on his face, he didn't look in a bad mood overall.

Wuyue couldn't figure him out, so she had to lower her head and apologize sincerely: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just don't know how to face you after knowing the truth."

"I understand, you're worried that I won't be able to accept it." Aizen stared slightly, and replied crisply.

"So... have you accepted?"

"How should I put it? I don't seem to have the right to refuse this matter."

He smiled, and a trace of helplessness could be discerned in the subtle expression.

Wu Yuexin understood.

"The conversation with Grimmjow last night was just a part of the whole incident. Do you have time now? I want to tell you all about it..."

Looking at the girl's sincere and resolute eyes, Aizen shook his head, and replied helplessly: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can only stop here today. Before I can accept all the stories, you still give me a while, Digest the previous story..."

Wuyue raised her eyes in surprise, "What... does this mean?"

"I mean, let's not see each other for a while until we each sort out our mood..."

His voice, eyes, and smile were so calm that there seemed to be no warmth at all.

Wu Yue was a little taken aback by the unexpected answer.

Her lips trembled slightly in embarrassment, her eyes moved down little by little, away from Aizen's cheeks, and finally stopped on the broken leaves under her feet.

After being silent for a while, she couldn't continue to explain, and she couldn't say anything to persuade her to stay. She just pretended to be calm and agreed: "I understand."

The winter of that year came earlier than ever.

On December 21st, Ukitake Shishirou's birthday, in the evening, the Soul Realm ushered in the first snow since the beginning of winter.

First snow day.

You can see a bit of romance just from the words, but the steep drop in temperature is not gentle at all. Standing in the snow and taking a few breaths, you can have a deeper understanding of the romance of winter.

Captain Ukitake, who knew that Aizen and Wuyuexin had a rift, skillfully invited the two to the team building for a reunion on the grounds of his birthday.

In the morning of that day, the dry rain hall hung a reed curtain to keep out the wind and keep warm. When it was dinner time, the fragrance of warm wine and the heat of the suxi pot were firmly locked in the room.

Kyoraku Shunsui and Urahara Kisuke, who arrived early, have already exchanged cups for several rounds.

White snow was flying, circling in circles in the square-shaped team building.

Mutsuki came a little late in order to prepare a birthday present for Captain Ukitake.

She entered the team building with traces of the wind and snow, patted the broken snow on her body, and walked carefully through the corridor, avoiding the thin frost attached to the corridor.

When he was about to arrive at Ganyutang, he met Ichimaru Gin who had just left.

The silver-haired young man was almost the same as in the impression, with an unpredictable snake-like smile still hanging on his thin cheeks.However, the Haori, the captain of the third squad that was originally worn on his body, disappeared and was replaced by the vice-captain's armband painted with daffodils.

This was Wuyue's first face-to-face encounter with him after returning to the Soul Realm.

Seeing him approaching, she bowed her head in greeting and subconsciously blurted out "Good evening, Captain Ichimaru".

The silver-haired youth was taken aback for a moment, and opened his eyes in a rare way, "Kana-san, did you make a mistake, I'm just a vice-captain..."

The wind and snow poured into the corridor, and the whole world was immersed in white flying flowers all over the sky.

Gin Ichimaru, who no longer speaks in a Kansai dialect, is a bit uncomfortable.

Muzuki laughed a few times in embarrassment, "Hold on, I'm sorry, Vice Captain Ichimaru, I misremembered."

The young man returned the salute with a smile, and continued to take two steps forward, but suddenly stopped when he passed by.

"It's strange to say... It should be the first time I've met you, but this... the scene of passing by in the corridor makes me feel like I've known you before..."

Hearing his question, the fragments related to him in the Void Night Palace entered Wuyue's mind intermittently.

"...Actually, when the third division team inspected the Spiritual Art Academy, they met it before. It may be that you, senior, don't remember it."

"Ah, so that's how it is..." Ichimaru Gin narrowed his eyes, put his hands into his sleeves, and sighed while standing in the snow, "But this feeling is rare. Standing here makes me feel not only familiar, but also a little familiar. miss..."

Wuyue didn't make a sound, just listened to him quietly.

"It's snowing for the first time today. Although it's a bit cold, it's very romantic. What do you think of this weather, how about going to propose to the woman you love?"

"This...I'm afraid I have to ask Senior himself..."

"I've been delayed for a long time, and I haven't been able to make up my mind. I seem to be waiting for a distinguished guest. If that person fails to show up on the big day, I'm afraid I'll be ashamed for the rest of my life..." His voice was soft, but his smile Gradually became sad like thin snow, "But seeing you today, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Maybe it's time to propose to her, and discuss the wedding date as soon as possible. If time permits, it's best to set it in next autumn. Autumn is full of love. Memories are also suitable for the season of nostalgia."

The blond girl kept smiling and couldn't give any other response, she could only say a few nice words to wish him a successful proposal.

"Strange, why did I say this to you when I met you for the first time... Am I drunk too? I obviously didn't drink a lot..."

After a few broken thoughts, Ichimaru Gin smiled awkwardly and distressed, walked away with small steps, and reminded Mutsuki to go to the birthday party by the way.

"Ah, by the way, on the day of my wedding, you have to come with Dean Lan Ran!" The footsteps walked away, and he still didn't forget to leave this invitation about the future.

Wuyue nodded in response, waved her hand in his direction, turned around and walked towards Qianyutang.

However, the amber eyes were unbelievably melancholy.

Ever since Aizen entered Julin in the Pure Tower, she had never seen him again.

Only at the beginning when I visited Ukitake, Kyoraku and others, I learned from them that Aizen wanted to recreate the collapsed jade in order to open the door to the other world.

Because Jingle was too curious about the reason why the two suddenly didn't communicate with each other, Wuzuki had no choice but to tell them that Aizen had heard the conversation between herself and Grimmjow.

After the two captains heard about it, they fell silent involuntarily.

In the end, Jing Le sighed twice, and said:

"Perhaps what Soyousuke cannot accept the most is not your special life experience, but the unbridgeable gap between you behind this life experience.

"I swore in front of us that I would create a door leading to the temple, and wanted to prove my determination to the goddess, but in a blink of an eye, you told me that there is your home. In fact, you planned not to come to the world of souls again... This simple sentence turned all his persistence and hard work into a complete joke.

"The person he admired came from the same god that he once wanted to kill, but now he can only look up to. For a proud person like him, and for a person who deeply understands the gap between heaven and earth, it is tantamount to breaking His spine, smashed his knees, made him prostrate on the ground, unable to even say 'I love you'.

"But he didn't lose his temper with you, he still doesn't want to part with it... So, let him hide somewhere else and be alone... This is the best and only way..."

After all, Jing Le smiled in relief, picked up the wine glass, didn't take a sip, and continued to sigh, "I sometimes wonder if 2 years of uninterrupted time is enough to destroy his character, maybe we think it's enough, but The one in the sky is not satisfied, so until now I still have to give him some training... I have been with him for hundreds of years, and I have some true feelings for him. Seeing him being treated like this, I often feel deeply in my heart I can't bear it... what kind of outright evil person is, that is, a thoughtful and radical young man..."

"Yeah, it's such a simple thing, why didn't I see it clearly at the beginning..." Fuzhu, who was silent beside him, suddenly said, his tone was full of regret, "If I had noticed it at that time, it would have been The soul world... No, the former Aizen will not go on that road..."

Jing Le followed suit and drank the wine in the glass. His eyes fell on the blond girl beside him, and he said leisurely: "So, with a few months of getting along, you can understand him to that extent, And Kanna, who still gives him trust after going through so many hardships, is amazing."

The topic was suddenly shifted to herself, Muzuki opened her eyes wide in astonishment, and immediately heard the voice of the leader of the Beijing band—"But, now that I think about it, it seems understandable that Kanna can do things that ordinary people can't do." ...Whether it's the relationship with Aizen, or forging the sacrificial-style Zanpakuto himself, possessing infinite spiritual pressure and substitute skills...all of these have a reason..."

Noticing that the girl's expression had become dazed and embarrassed, Ukitake hurriedly comforted her, touched her head, and said to her, "The band leader of Beijing means, 'Thank you for protecting his friend', and...'You Already well done'..."

Wuzuki, who never expected to be comforted in such a scene, felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She lowered her head silently, thinking that that day might really come.

Let that person lose his temper when he is angry, laugh when he is happy, cry bitterly when he is sad, and lean on his friend's shoulder and say "I am so tired" when he is tired.

It finally came.

That being the case, with the company of relatives and friends and the love of the world, he will definitely be able to go on this time.

Whether there is her in this world or not.

All can be done.