[Comprehensive] Winter Feast

"You will ask me in this way, Yae, you at least have doubts, right?"

"I think it's very strange." Yae organized his words, and at the same time he was sorting out his thoughts, "From the very beginning, I felt that something was wrong. Although Ruhun Street, which is far away from Jinglingting, is remote, it is at least in the world of souls. Why do so many ghosts suddenly appear in the place guarded by the gods of death? Moreover, these ghosts are very strong, and it is unreasonable for two captain-level characters to fall into a hard fight."

"If it is Xu's abnormality that caused the abnormality in Liuhun Street, then where is the source of the abnormality?"

"At the beginning when Cang Chun said that you were going on an expedition to the virtual circle, I thought it was because Jinglingting found the source of the anomaly, so I went to investigate, but in fact it was not like this. Judging from your reactions, everything is because of Kuchiki Cang. Pure itself."

"If those mutated Hollows didn't come from the Hollow Circle, where else could they come from?" Yae looked at Urahara, "I don't think the present world will cause the Hollow to mutate, and even if it is really the present world, the death gods stationed there will not be there. Probably unaware."

"So I think that the most likely problem is the soul world."

"A reasonable inference." Kisuke Urahara clapped his hands and clapped his hands. His movement of clapping his hands was very slow, so the applause was also light. The captain of the [-]th division had a thoughtful look on his face, "Actually, the actual combat drill you participated in, The reason why I lead the team is precisely because the captain meeting reached a similar conclusion, so I decided to send the director of the Technology Development Bureau to the present world to investigate whether there is an anomaly."

"Since then, the Technology Development Bureau has set up many monitoring points in the present world, virtual circle, and soul world, covering a very wide range."

Urahara paused for a moment: "The monitoring points I reported to the captain's meeting only accounted for 40.00% of the total." There are still 60.00% of the monitoring points, except for the core members of the Technology Development Bureau who are trusted by Urahara Kisuke, no one knows.

"All the monitoring points on the bright side have abnormal feedback, and the conclusions after analysis point directly to the virtual circle. However, the abnormal feedback of 60.00% of the detection points in the dark, those in the world of souls and souls, far exceeds the average, and there are abnormal There are many types of imaginary."

"So," Urahara Kisuke came to such a conclusion, "someone in the Ghost World is playing tricks."

The only one who can have this kind of technology is Shinigami, who knows Hollow the most. Kisuke Urahara shudders at the fact that there is such a dangerous alien among the teammates fighting side by side.

Kisuke Urahara's voice became lower and lower: "Sixth Division will never be the only team to be recruited. The casualty rate of Shinigami is very high. Many people turned into spirit sons before returning to Jinglingting. I don't know this. How many of them were killed by our own people."

"So far, I still don't understand why someone would do this, but there is no doubt that this is definitely a disaster for Jinglingting." The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. Kisuke Urahara did not have conclusive evidence, so he did not dare to act rashly. "So I hope you, Yae, can keep this basement. One day in the future, it may become a safe haven for the victims of death."

"I appreciate your trust in me. But you still haven't told me why you haven't left yet?"

"Because I'm not fully prepared yet." Urahara Kisuke answered her, "Whether it's the ghost way or the enchantment, neither is permanent. I don't know when I will use it here. If I need it, it will be here." It would be bad if it collapsed because of lack of maintenance for a long time.”

Kisuke Urahara suddenly bent down to Yae: "I'm sorry, Yae. I've been testing you."

The other party's words were too sudden, Yae was stunned, and he didn't even have time to avoid his salute: "...what?"

"The ghost ways and spells I drew for you have all been proven to be inoperable in practice. There is a paradox of time in these delicate spells."

"But you made it, Yae."

Yae didn't know what it was like: "Why... would you want me to try these spells?"

Urahara Kisuke kept bending over and didn't straighten up: "Ao Chun was seriously injured. When you kept him unconscious, his spiritual power would not flow at all. For Shinigami, this is absolutely impossible, unless time stops."

In fact, if the caster was not Yae, even if Kisuke Urahara was the director of the Technology Development Bureau, it would be difficult for him to think in the direction of time, but Yae happened to disappear in front of his eyes, in the boundary with a particularly high time density, so Urahara Only Kisuke can think of time.

Yae looked at Urahara, sighed and took a step to the side: "Okay, straighten your body."

There was a disheartened tone in her tone: "Although I am not happy to be tempted, I will not be angry either."

"After all, I know that you are for the soul world." Yae went straight to the two stone slabs painted with spells, and input spiritual power into them, "Actually, I should thank you, you let me understand more clearly took my strength."

Yae really felt that her control over power was becoming more and more handy, and she could already vaguely feel the line between the era she lived in and other eras in the experiment.She thought that practice makes perfect, but she didn't expect that there was a reason for Urahara's deliberate guidance.

"But no matter what, I'm not happy, so I'll deduct you from dinner." The charm on the slate was activated, and Yae withdrew his hand, "If there's nothing else, I went to see Sankayue and Cangchun to learn from each other, okay?"

Yae was not happy, but Mikazuki had a good impression of Kuchiki Sosumi. A person's fighting style can reflect a person's character and upbringing to a large extent. The moves are not sloppy, decisive and sharp, without flashy fancy.

From the point of view of the sword, Kuchiki Canojun is a very qualified user.

Sanriyue commented on him: "It's amazing."

Yae didn't show her disappointment. After all, the little unhappiness this time is just like what she said, which is understandable. She smiled and said to Sankaiyue: "It's not bad, I finally left you with a smile. Good impression."

Because of ignorance and lack of desire to understand, Sankaiyue has always been polite and indifferent towards Shinigami. Yae didn't expect to hear positive praise from his mouth, so she became happy again.

Sanriyue wondered: "Finally?"

"The problem that prevented them from returning to the Soul Realm has been solved." The sky was getting brighter, and Yae, who hadn't slept all night, didn't feel sleepy. She sketched new spells in the talisman room illuminated by the spiritual light, "They may disappear at any time."

Although Kisuke Urahara always smiles in a daze, he is actually a very keen person. He has noticed that the Honmaru Fusangshin are wary of the Shinigami. It is not wartime wariness against strangers, but With a secret in mind, he is wary of outsiders approaching the treasure.So Kisuke Urahara consciously distanced himself from everyone, and said everything he needed to say when he was honest for the first time.

Since all the information that should be given has been given, it is not considered rude for him to leave at any time.The gods of death stayed in the basement and did not come out, and they were also preparing to leave.

Since I haven't seen him all the time, it won't feel so abrupt to leave someday.

All the preparations for leaving have been completed, and the conversation has reached the point where it is difficult to communicate anymore. Yae no longer cares about what happened in the basement, and no longer puts his research results in the barrier to wait for Urahara to appear.

Because she knew that Urahara would never appear again.

Yae no longer cared about the gods of death, but Sankayue went to the basement more and more often, always in the late night to avoid people's eyes, he was looking for Kuchiki Canojun.

The return date has been set, the restlessness of the unknown future dissipated, and Kuchiki Aojun began to enjoy the peace of the moment.

"You don't know how to cherish until the last moment. This should be regarded as a common problem for everyone." Kuchiki Canojun, who has lost his spiritual power, most of the time competes with Mikazuki, runs around the field with a knife in his hand, and occasionally sits down and fights with him. He played chess and talked with his hands.

Fu Sangshen now exists in the form of a human being, and if he doesn't sleep at night, he will inevitably get sleepy during the day. San Riyue, who calls himself a grandfather, said that people need to take a nap when they are old, and they always lie down for a while in the afternoon.

Because he didn't sleep at night, he always fell asleep in the afternoon.

Tsurumaru encouraged everyone to play a prank and draw pictures on Mikayue's face, and the Fusangshen responded positively, saying that since it was proposed by you, Tsurumaru, of course such a rare opportunity will be given to you.

Candekiri put the writing brush into Tsurumaru's hand, Ishikirimaru held the inkstone, and Yamabakiri pushed him behind his back.

Smiling Qing Jiang and Yaki Hasebe watched from the side, one was trying to hold back a laugh, the other coughed to cover up his smile, and said, "Shouldn't you speak to the judge?"

Smiling Qingjiang blinked: "Give her a surprise after it's done. The last time Sanriyue stepped into Tsurumaru's pit, the master's reaction was very interesting."

"You are all too cunning!" Tsurumaru walked forward involuntarily, feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't explain why, "I can't find a reason to refute you at all!"

Sanriyue seldom takes a nap in her own room, and usually finds a secluded and warm place to lie down at will.

It was a sunny day with a gentle breeze, and his lunch break was on the wooden porch at the back door of Honmaru's main house.

Tsurumaru and his team tiptoedly opened the sliding door, and one by one they went out to check the situation, but they saw a person sitting next to Sanriyue.

There is no doubt that that person is Yae.

In recent days, the inquisitor, who has been wearing men's clothing for the convenience of the experiment, is lying on his side quite casually, with one arm propped up to support his head, one leg straightened, and the other leg slightly bent to stabilize the center of gravity.

She is obviously a girl, but she is unexpectedly full of romantic and unrestrained feelings.

Of course, the romantic and unrestrained girl would not be honest, she held a sprig of dogtail in her other hand, hanging on Sanriyue's face, as if she was hesitating whether to scratch it or not.

The light spots jumped, jumped onto Sankaiyue's peaceful eyebrows, and jumped into Yae's mischievous smile.

The judge whose prank was broken didn't panic, she looked up gently at the head next to the door, saw the ink-stained brush in Tsurumaru's hand, and said softly, "Wow, you guys are going too far."

Fu Sangshen: "..." God interrogator, you have no position to criticize us!