Kurosaki

I don't know where it started, and I don't know how it ends.

Those present who could see the spirit only felt a black figure flashing, and quickly inserted a silver-white sharp blade into the top of the monster's head. The monster turned into rubble and disappeared.

"Ichigo, you're here." The black-haired girl in the corner seemed relieved, stopped her rushing pace, and said in a complaining tone: "It's too slow!" It is joy and trust.

"Sorry, I have a little something to do, so I was delayed." Looking at the mottled blood on the ground, Ichigo carried the Zanpakuto on his shoulder and frowned.

That is a life that can no longer be taken back.

Everyone seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, except for the blue-haired boy who was breathing hard.

When her gaze passed him, Rukia couldn't help taking another look, and praised: "Except for Ichigo, this is the first time I have felt such a high concentration of souls in a human being, and he is very courageous."

Although the boy's face was flushed unnaturally, his breathing was very disordered, and he fell into a coma, but Rukia, who didn't know much about it, obviously thought it was because of his excessive use of power, so she didn't take it seriously superior.

"This idiot." Ichigo scolded, and under Rukia's astonished eyes, carefully picked up the boy on his back, and disappeared from her sight in a few jumps.There was a cool breeze blowing in the tall building, and Ichigo was moving quickly with the person on his back, feeling the strong wind brushing against his ears, while turning his head and shouting to the vast night: "Lukia, I'll leave the follow-up to you! Take this idiot to Tokyo General Hospital first!"

Rukia in the distance was stunned for a moment, and then roared as if she understood: "Hey! Kurosaki Ichigo!!!"

Since when did she become the one who cleans up the mess?

After all, the people who were used by Ichigo as a memory converter were only a very small part. Looking at the vast majority of people who were still standing there, panicked and confused, Rukia felt a headache for a while.Using this skeleton to use the memory converter, shouldn't it be regarded as a murderer and besieged?Maybe……

Outside the operating room of Tokyo General Hospital, the lights are on, showing that the operation is in progress.

For some reason, Yukimura's operation had to be carried out ahead of schedule.For some reason, he inherited the same power as Orihime Inoue, and that power works on anyone but himself.

If it wasn't for knowing that memory converters would have little effect on people with slightly stronger spiritual powers, and would only cause them a moment of confusion, Ichigo would have wanted to use the memory converter to completely let the group of teenagers who belonged to tennis leave the world of death completely. .

If it is possible, even he himself does not want to have too much intersection with that world, but why?

Looking at the quiet night in the hospital through the window in the corridor, Ichigo murmured softly: "Why...you must intervene in this world?"

This complex, dark, sword-filled world that doesn't belong to you?

The surgery went well, and the day after that, Yukimura was already able to struggle out of bed.Perhaps because of the change in his physical fitness, his recovery was not as difficult as imagined. On the fourth day, when Ichigo came to visit him, he was much better and was walking while leaning on the wall.

"Ichigo?" Seeing Ichigo, he was obviously stunned, because his center of gravity was unstable, his body leaned forward slightly, and Ichigo hurried forward to support him.

Warm breath brushed past his ears, Yukimura leaned half of his body on Ichigo's arms, and laughed softly: "Actually, I'm very happy."

"Huh?" Hearing such a sentence unexpectedly, Ichigo felt a little inexplicable.He began to think seriously, whether it was because of his butterfly that the thoughts of the young man in front of him who had nothing to do with the god of death began to develop towards the weird pattern of Inoue Orihime.

"Because you're here." Yukimura stared into Ichigo's eyes seriously, and said slowly, "But next time, I won't seek your protection and hide behind you."

He doesn't want to be left behind by the person in front of him. Now that he has made a choice, he must work hard to become a person who can keep pace with Ichigo and who can support each other, not a person who will bring the other party. It is inconvenient to come and restrain his weak everywhere.

A strange feeling crossed Ichigo's heart, a gust of wind blew through, and brought up a few strands of iris-blue hair that belonged to the boy in front of him, and gently brushed Ichigo's cheeks, like a cat's paw, also in his heart. Scratched slightly.

Ichigo coughed uncomfortably. At this moment, he suddenly felt a deep sense of crisis. Could he be gay?

It shouldn't be, he also had a girl he liked in his previous life, and he can be sure that his sexual orientation is 100% normal, but what is the warning in his heart at this time?Could it be because of the indisputable face of the young man in front of him that gave him this illusion?

Ichigo was a little suspicious.

His senses have always been very keen. Although he may not have discovered it intellectually, his intuition has often given him a lot of information.Therefore, in the next few days, he no longer went to the hospital, but instead worked harder to chop off the wound.

Because he gradually recognized Chadu Yasutora in his heart as his comrade-in-arms, coupled with the slight influence of the original book, Ichigo was more concerned about Chadu's affairs.On the day when the psychic program ended, Chadu's power suddenly awakened, and Ichigo and Chadu would also conduct some sparring exercises from time to time to better stimulate Chadu's potential.

Comrades are a very precious word for Ichigo, so he usually rarely admits anyone as his comrades.However, once it is recognized by him, it will become an existence that is behind the delivery and completely trusted.

Chadu obviously felt this. Although he has been silent these days, he has been training even harder.

Maybe it's because Ichigo's pace is too fast, maybe it's because he simply wants to repay this trust. In order to catch up with his pace, as his comrade in arms, he has to work harder.

On this day, the underground training ground of the Urahara store was full of virtual groups. Naturally, these were all simulated virtual groups created by Kisuke Urahara.

On one side, Chadu clenched his right fist, a huge glove appeared on his right hand, he rushed forward, the blue light slashed down quickly and hard, half of the front was empty 'All fell to the ground.After one hit, he didn't stop, turned around 180 degrees with his left foot as the axis, and hit the head again, accompanied by a flash of blue light, there was a heavy muffled sound of 'Xu' falling to the ground.

On the other side, Ichigo was highly concentrated, and a few shunpos dodged past the attacking, patchwork group of Voids, stepped on the Lingzi bridge paved with spiritual power, seized the opportunity, and wiped Zanpakuto clean Swipe down neatly: "Crescent Crescent!"

The blue light of spiritual power formed monstrous waves and passed across the ground. In an instant, there were no bones of the attacking Voids, not even the residue of the materials used to make them.

Kisuke Urahara screamed in distress immediately, clamoring for Ichigo to compensate him for his materials.

Ichigo stared back with triangular eyes: "Let my father pay you back. I heard that you still owed him a lot of money back then. Did you use it to buy equipment for experiments?"

Urahara stopped talking for a moment.

He opened the folding fan and fanned it gently around his lips, his eyes suddenly became unpredictable: "However, Kurosaki-kun, your spiritual pressure today is not right. It feels like something is disturbing you, and you are sending out the crescent sky rush In an instant, it was a little unstable, and even the crescent sky was frozen for a second. What is the reason?"

Ichigo raised his eyebrows, "Curious? Is this... the intuition of a scientist?"

"It's okay for you to think so. Sade, Kurosaki-kun, what exactly is it that made you, who has always been excellent in Reiatsu control, make such a mistake?"

"Ah, it's really nothing." Ichigo dropped a small bomb without changing his face: "I wonder if the former captain of the [-]th division has heard of the ghost of death?"

The virtualization of the god of death, and the virtualization of the god of death, are taboos in the world of corpses and souls.However, at this moment, the boy in front of him said it without any scruples, and Kisuke Urahara fell silent for a moment.He didn't know, whether Ichigo really didn't know, or pretended not to know, the meaning of this topic.

After a while, Urahara Kisuke struggled to find his own voice, and asked tentatively, "The ghost of the god of death? Ah, Kurosaki-kun, if you say that, could it be that..."

In the next second, the aura of Kurosaki Ichigo standing in front of him suddenly changed. He was originally wearing a death costume, and the aura of the god of death exuding from his body gradually evolved into another aura. Condensed until forming a white mask.Those eyes that always shone with reason and calm were replaced by a pair of eyes full of desire that shone with yellow light.Now, even Kisuke Urahara couldn't say that the one standing in front of him was not a Xu!

It was the first time for Chadu to see such Ichigo, he was surprised but also a little worried, he hurried forward and asked Urahara Kisuke beside him: "Ichigo... what's wrong with Ichigo?"

Kisuke Urahara looked at Xu in front of him with a rare seriousness, and the red princess on his hand slowly left the ground, as if preparing to stop immediately if something went wrong.

In his opinion, the void is difficult to control, especially the first time the god of death, who can't stop the internal void in the body from eroding the consciousness in the depths of the soul, and it is the best proof for Hirako Mako and others.If he lets it go, maybe Ichigo will gradually be eaten away by the void in his body.

However, his idea lasted less than a second before it was shattered.

The white mask symbolizing Hollow quickly fell off from Ichigo's cheeks, revealing that familiar face.Ichigo pursed his lips tightly, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Obviously, suppressing the void in his body also took a lot of energy from him.

However, Urahara Kisuke couldn't help but look sideways at releasing and restraining the inner void so freely, he looked at Ichigo with a complicated expression: "Kurosaki, how did you do it?"

Ichigo reached out and wiped the sweat off his head, turning a blind eye to Urahara's complicated mood, "I fought with 'that guy' and made him recognize my existence as the dominant consciousness, that's all."

Even Ichigo himself didn't want to understand where the inner void came from.

In the original book, Ichigo lured Neiku for the first time because of his thirst for strength and losing to Byakuya, so what is his reason?he does not know.

However, since it already exists, he will take good control of the power brought by that guy.The ghost of death is a double-edged sword. If you use it well, you can suddenly increase your own strength, reaching a height that is difficult for ordinary gods of death. If you use it poorly, you will cut yourself and catch fire.

After the appearance of Neigu, Ichigo's long-planned training and siege training was temporarily delayed, and he was busy developing the power obtained after Neiguo.

In the original book, the blurring just raised Ichigo's spiritual power to a higher level, making his speed sharper, but at this time, Ichigo intuitively felt that the power he gained after blurring was not only that.

Sure enough, after training again and again, seeing the flashes released from his hands, Ichigo didn't know whether to lament or rejoice for a while.In any case, it's fine to blur, and it's better not to use the power of fake flash in the world of corpses and souls.

After a few days of training that forgot the time, Ichigo returned to the youth academy where he is currently studying.As a matter of course, he was constantly besieged by teachers of various subjects and discipline committee members!This time, even Tezuka didn't help him, instead he stood on the side and watched the show coldly with his glasses on. Fuji Shusuke still had a gentle smile on his face, and there seemed to be some deep meaning on his face, and the little boy Echizen Ryoma sat by himself Drinking Fanta, not even a bird, Ichigo, only Taocheng with a loud voice asked what everyone was thinking——

"Hey, senior, where have you been missing these days? There is no hospital, you can't find it at home, and you can't get in touch with your mobile phone or anything? Do you know that you have been sent to the Public Security Bureau as a missing person? Is it filed?"

Immediately, a row of black lines were drawn across Ichigo's forehead, he turned his head stiffly, and asked, "Who is... who reported the crime?"

Although he wanted to ask which bastard it was, in the end, he stopped abruptly.

While flipping through his notebook, Gan Sadaharu held his glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hands, and said calmly: "According to the data, it is a person named Kisuke Urahara. His life and information are unknown. The only information is , the owner of the grocery store, and a family friend of the Kurosaki family. However, after hearing about this incident, I also considered where you went, Kurosaki-kun. 99% were related to supernatural events, 86% were for special training, 75% % is hiding in a hidden place to practice, and 2%..." Everyone was waiting for Gan's guess, but Gan suddenly said: "Insufficient data, unable to judge."

In the Urahara store, Kisuke Urahara yawned lazily, with a sly smile on his lips, "Destroying my precious works and materials will cost you, Kurosaki-kun~"

The author has something to say: Is this chapter still fat today?I won’t update it tomorrow. There are few classes the day after tomorrow. I will try to borrow my classmate’s notebook and bring it to the Internet cafe to post.

The smell of cigarettes in the Internet cafe is really unbearable...t_t