Kurosaki

Glancing at the whole person in the corner of the room, Ichigo noticed that after the boy in front of him finished saying this, that whole body trembled, and then a distorted ferocious expression appeared on his face, and the causal chain on his chest gradually began to grow. fall off...

No, this guy is about to degenerate into nothingness...

Seeing that guy screaming in despair as if dying, Ichigo's heart rang out.

So, he decided to misinterpret the meaning of the boy's words.

He turned his head and said to the boy, "If I say yes, are you willing to come with me?" At least, leave this room and go to a place that is wide enough.Otherwise, this ward will definitely be destroyed by the whole that is about to become empty.

"No, I can't go with you yet!" The violent wind ruffled the young kite's blue hair, the mournful look on his face was a little lighter, and there was determination in his eyes: "Please...no, please... , don’t take me away now, I don’t want to die yet, and I can’t die. Please at least let me complete the national competition, let me fulfill my last wish of winning three consecutive championships with my teammates! At that time, I will follow you Get out of this world."

As soon as the young man's words fell, there was a hollow roar, as if he was stimulated by some words in the young man's words, and it would take a while for him to degenerate, but he completed the virtual transformation in an instant.

Seeing that Zeng disappeared in front of him and went to other places to combine into Xu, Ichigo frowned slightly, went directly to the window, and jumped down.

Before the blue-haired boy behind him figured out what happened, he realized that the black kimono and the orange-haired Reaper had disappeared, and there was a faint sound of an explosion in the distance.

Then, in the next second, an ugly and huge hand penetrated the wall, grabbing straight at him!

Because he was sick in bed, the blue-haired boy was limp and weak at this moment, it was impossible to dodge this sudden blow!

"Ugh~~~" He felt that he was being hit hard against the wall behind him, his head hit the hard wall, and all the bones in his body seemed to be crushed!

His head was dizzy for a while, because of the lack of oxygen, the boy's mind went blank for a while.

When the boy came back to his senses, he found that his whole body was tightly held by the hands of a huge monster with a white mask, and he could only cough and pant in pain.

Then, there was something like a shackle on his chest.Was it imprisoned by that monster?The boy asked himself noncommittally.Then, he looked along the chain, and saw another 'self' lying powerlessly by the wall, lifeless.

The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, "What the hell is... what's going on?"

"Competition! I want to participate in the competition! I don't want to die like this! I can't just die like this!!!"

Suddenly, he heard the painful wailing of the monster on the opposite side.

Contest?Monsters will also be in the game?

I saw him clutching his chest, swaying around like a dehydrated fish, "So sad... so empty. In order to fill this void, we will keep devouring and keep devouring!"

"Really? So that's why you are so obsessed with that boy." The blue-haired boy turned his head suddenly, and found a person standing in front of the window sill at some time, with a black kimono, orange hair, and a slightly The fat knife—it's the one from just now, God of Death!

"Hey, that guy who was in your room before, I mean that soul, do you know it?" Ichigo approached step by step, and then walked to the boy's side, protecting him behind him, holding Zanpour in his right hand. The knife was in his hand, as if ready to strike at any moment.

The teenager nodded: "That person, he was a tennis player who lived in this ward before. Because of a car accident on the eve of the competition, he had to withdraw from the competition and was treated in this hospital. However, due to excessive blood loss He died before the operation was over. Then his soul lingered in this ward. He was a tennis player. I used to chat with me when I was alone in the ward. He Why did it suddenly disappear just now?"

"Because the 'monster' in front of you evolved from that person's soul!" Ichigo said as he tightened the knife in his hand.

"How did this happen? Are you... going to kill him?"

"It's not killing him, it's just purifying. I am the god of death, and my duty is to protect you humans and ordinary puppets from their hands, ah, the souls that have not degenerated into these monsters. The Zanpakuto in my hand , will wash away their sins after death, and then send them to another world."

As soon as the steps under his feet moved, Ichigo came to the front of Xu in a shunpo, Zanpakuto carefully circled the ceiling, and slashed on Xu's head.

Watching the thing disappear into a little grain of sand, Ichigo looked back at the destroyed house, put his hand on the back of his head and sighed: "It's so troublesome! I wanted to lure it out on purpose. I didn't expect it to be so attached to this person's soul, and it ran back by itself. Although it doesn't feel very reliable, but now I can only use Urahara Kisuke's products..."

The blue-haired boy saw the god of death in front of him pointing a strange object at him, and his eyes were filled with vigilance.

With all his strength, he lunged forward and pushed the orange-haired Shinigami in front of him to the ground. The 'memory converter' in Ichigo's hand was also detached from his hand, and he turned a few times on the ground, rolling into the corner.

Since he had no idea that the sickly boy would come, Ichigo was pushed to the ground almost defenselessly.

Then the blue-haired boy lay on his body panting because of lack of strength.

"Hey, you..." Ichigo frowned, and just about to say something, he heard the blue-haired boy lying on his chest stagnate, "What do you want to do to me?"

"It's just deleting this part of your memory. As a human being, it's better to forget some memories."

The blue-haired boy snorted coldly, "Delete this part of my memory, and then, you can successfully disregard my wishes and take away my soul?"

The topic went back to the original point... Ichigo suddenly felt a little headache, he stroked his forehead and said: "I never said that I would take your soul away. Also, I am the agent of death, but my job is just to purify things like The evil spirit just now, and sending the dead to where they should go. You are not dead, it is not within the scope of my work!"

Ichigo raised his head and bumped into a pair of iris-blue eyes, and saw that the blue-haired boy's eyes were a little surprised, a little joyful, and a little suspicious.

"really?"

"What did I lie to you for?" Ichigo pushed the boy with his elbow, "Hey, how long are you going to maintain this position? Can you get up from me now?"

The blue-haired boy tried to move his body, but found that his physical strength was exhausted just now.When he was attacked by that evil spirit wearing a white mask, his physical strength was already running out, and just now he used all his strength to knock out that 'dangerous item' - the memory converter, even in the state of soul , and now there is no strength.

So he could only smile wryly and say: "...I can't get up..."

In this state, Ichigo can only save himself.So, resigned to his fate, he put one arm around the boy's waist, and propped himself up on the ground with the other, so that he could sit up anyway.

The blue-haired boy leaned weakly on his shoulder, grabbed the chain on his chest, and asked, "What is this, God of Death?"

"Don't always be called Shinigami, I have my own name, I'm Kurosaki Ichigo!" Being called by someone like that, feels like being called "human" by Sapphire, like being called by Ulquiorah Calling "man" or "woman" like that is really... irritating.

"Ichigo, guardian? What a good name..." The boy closed his eyes wearily, "My name is Yukimura, Yukimura Seichi. So, Ichigo, you can tell me now, the chain on my chest Is it something? Also, what happened to the other 'I' over there?"

"The one over there is your body, and now you are in the state of soul. This chain is what connects your soul and body, and it is called the 'causal chain'. If this causal chain is broken, you I will never go back into your body again."

"Then, so to speak, can I still go back into my body now?" Yukimura recalled some of his recent experiences as if narrating: "It was about a month or two ago, and I was gradually able to see a lot Things that others cannot see, such as ghosts, I always thought that it was because I was about to die."

Ichigo glanced at him, and made a judgment: "Your soul concentration is very high, almost comparable to natural Quincy Masters and Onmyojis. It is normal to be able to see those things. Your life and death are not determined by the god of death. To be precise, living people do not belong to the Soul Realm, nor do they belong to the God of Death, so... don't think too much about it."

"Really? Thank you for telling me this." Hearing his words, Yukimura seemed to heave a sigh of relief, "I once thought that I was about to miss my dream."

Ichigo looked at the racket that was placed in a hidden corner by the boy, as if he didn't want to see it, but he was reluctant to throw it away, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, "You guys really like tennis. Listen Said, in a short while, there will be regional qualifiers, will your teammates participate?"

When it comes to tennis, Yukimura's eyes flashed an unprecedented brilliance. He said without doubt: "I will look directly at my teammates and stand on the stage of the national competition."

Ichigo didn't know much about these games, so he didn't say much. He stood up and supported Yukimura, "Can I go?"

"No problem!" As he said this, he tried to walk a few steps, but he staggered and almost fell to the ground again.

"Forget it, I'll take you there." He gestured to the young man's slender figure, obviously it was impossible to hold it in his hand like he was carrying the little devil's head of Ryoma, so...

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Don't expect Ichigo, who currently has 0 love experience, to do something like a princess hug. The fact is that he has put her behind his back.

If it weren't for the boy's current physical condition, perhaps Ichigo would be more willing to carry him on his shoulders like a sack ==!

The author has something to say: I found that I am almost on par with Zhi Ji, who must pay 2000+ for each chapter, so this chapter is 3000+

Since we all disagree with the double ending, let's continue with the single ending, just to save us some trouble.

At present, it is Yukimura's part, and several other people will give some parts in the future.