Shura's Prisoner

On the face, the solution flowed down, outlining the face of the ghost!And the man's figure is gradually withering, like dust floating in the wind, gradually falling...

Only the black kimono and scabbard remained where the original man was, and his weapon seemed to have disappeared along with its owner.But the girl didn't seem to be full yet, so she turned around and smiled at the other Reaper...

"Well..."

The petite boy sat up from the ground covering his head. The wound seemed to be healing, but the dried blood remained on his face.When he cursed and accused the god of death, he met the congealed blood amber

"What kind of place is this?" The silver-haired girl squatted in front of him, and she asked in a leader's tone with a blank face, "...who are they?"

The boy looked back at the other party with slightly questioning eyes, wondering how she would ask such a stupid question

"Of course this is Liuhun Street. Everyone's soul will come here after death. It's just that this is the No.70 eighth district, and those guys before are the gods of death. You are so good that you don't even know this?"

grim Reaper?

The girl turned her head to one side, as if she didn't understand the meaning of the word.But it is certain that it is the two men in black kimonos just now.

"Looks like another guy who doesn't know where he came from. Hmph, but this is not a rare thing. The recent Grim Reaper is so lazy and irresponsible. Isn't it common for this to happen?" The boy fell into his own muttering to himself with a mocking look

"If I knew who they were, I wouldn't have killed them." The originally calm words were now violently turbulent in the young man's ears, and his disbelief can be clearly seen from the distorted expression.

"Liars!! They are gods of death! How could they be killed by you? There should be a limit to lying!!!" His voice was clearly hoarse but he shouted loudly on purpose, which sounded particularly ear-piercing

"Why did you lie to you? Otherwise you think they let you go like this? I just 'ate' them because I was hungry"

Surprised, the boy seemed to have spent a long time understanding the meaning of 'eat' in the girl's mouth

"Anyway, you killed the god of death...It's amazing, ha! This is the first time I've heard of such a thing..." He covered his head and fell into a state of denial, denying that the little ghost in front of him was so Easy to kill.But out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the two clothes and the scabbard.The clothes are still in the past, but none of the gods of death will discard their knives, because they are sharp weapons forged from their souls.So, is it true that this girl killed the god of death?

The boy was fighting fiercely in his heart, while the silver-haired girl couldn't help but urge her because she had waited too long

"Reaper...what the hell? Please tell me"

The boy seemed taken aback, but he didn't think she was lying when he looked at the other's blood-like pupils.Weighed it over and over again, and continued to describe it to the girl with an adult-like expression

"Those guys—" he pointed at the black clothes left behind with his eyes "—all wore black kimonos, and wore their own Zanpakuto at their waists. They used the handle of that sword to save the dead, and then were The rescued souls will come here."

"Ah—so I'm dead... and they brought me to this place." As if she had never thought about it, the silver-haired and red-eyed girl showed a sudden realization

"Oh my god, you don't even know you're dead?! Are you an idiot?!" The girl ignored him and continued her doubts, "Then they should protect us, right? Suddenly attacking people like this? "

"Cut... Not everyone needs their protection. Among the gods of death, there is no shortage of scum!" As if thinking of something annoying, the boy turned his head away resiliently, and no longer looked at the girl.

After a short rest, the boy got up and moved forward purposefully.

However, behind him, another footstep inevitably followed.

At first he thought it didn't matter, but after passing three streets in a row, the sound continued, and it seemed that he had no intention of giving up.

"You bastard!! Don't follow me!" The frantic boy looked at her viciously, as if looking at an enemy

"I have a lot of questions I want to ask you. And... I saved you from death, shouldn't you thank me?"

"Oh!" After being told by her, the boy had to turn around and said impatiently, "I know! If you want to ask anything, just ask!"

Like an appointment, the boy folded his arms, sat down on the ground and stared at the girl angrily.

"I want to ask you..." She seemed to be hesitating, so that she dragged on the last word for a long time, "Did we know each other before?"

aha?The teenager raised his eyebrows, very confused by this question.After understanding the meaning of that expression, the silver-haired girl thought about it again, and finally opened the topic and said, "Now my mind is empty... I don't know how to describe that feeling, but I seem to be hollowed out by someone. The same thing, I don’t remember anything. And after I touched those two gods of death, I feel very comfortable... In short, it’s a very relaxing feeling”

wack!madman! !There is definitely something wrong with the brain!After using a lot of words that he could understand to describe the girl, the boy finally tentatively asked her name

"Then—speaking of...what's your name? You should remember this, right?"

Again, a question raised by an image

'If you forget what your name is, that's fine, name yourself after that...'

The silver-haired woman stared at her, but she was in pain because of that scene, and her headache was about to burst... The girl frowned, feeling the pain numb her scalp.Afterwards, a series of flickering images made her heart feel unbearably painful as if it had been gouged out... She knew the signal of pain: don't touch that memory!

In fact, the truly cruel memory for her still remained in her body, and she did not come to this world of death with her soul.

And the soul that has been tempered is no longer as easily broken as it was at the beginning. Instead, it is a resolute decision to abandon the past and start over.Come to a life of your own

"...forget"

"Don't you have a name? That's probably the same as me, a low-status person. Then let me help you with a name? It's always 'you' and 'hey'. I feel very uncomfortable."

"...whatever you want." She herself didn't seem to intend to think of a name for herself, which was really troublesome

"I am Guang Xing, so I will call you... Fei, because your eyes are red. You are beautiful and warm like flames. I will call you Fei?" Satisfied with his talent for naming, the boy He folded his arms behind his head and smiled heartily.

But the boy's smile made the monster unconsciously stunned.

flame?red?In her memory, that color and shape symbolized cruelty, killing, and ruthlessness!But this child said he was warm?For some reason, a strange heat flowed through her heart, and she even felt that her stiff facial expression was subtly bent just because of the other party's words

"Well, from today onwards, I am Ah Fei"

Under the seemingly calm surface of this world, the birth of this monster is about to cause turbulent waves.

Wantbecomes

"Occasionally, there are such examples in Liuhun Street. They did not reach this world by the God of Death, but arrived here with their own consciousness or following a certain soul."

"Wow~! Then Ah Fei came to Soul Soul Realm by herself? That's amazing!"

"Isn't it strange! Other than Xu, to be able to run into this world by himself... there must be something wrong"

A group of children formed a circle, tirelessly discussing about the new member named Ah Fei

"Guang Xing!! She was brought by you! If the gods of death come to cause trouble, you will be fully responsible!!"

The child sitting in the center shouted at Guangxing, and the displeased Guangxing responded impatiently, "I know, I know, I know! Really, it's not that girls are so verbose..."

Guangxing didn't know how he would bring this soul who couldn't even remember his name back to their base.There is one more person in this children's group that can't even support themselves. As the boss, Guangxing naturally has some more responsibilities.

Although death is equal to everyone, there is also a rebellious side in Liuhun Street.In this world that houses human souls, there are nobles, commoners, gods of death, and management agencies that control the gods of death and are responsible for protecting the human world.And civilians also have a gap between rich and poor because of the different areas they live in.

Unfortunately Area 87 is not a peaceful area.Groups organized by children like this can only get drinking water by stealing or snatching.

At the thought of having another mouth, Guangxing had no choice but to ravage his hair, showing a troubled look.

As for Ah Fei who just got his name, it seems to be a good start.

It was night, and she was sitting by the bed by the window with her legs crossed, looking towards the deep blue of the sky.The wind gently lifted the shabby curtains and brushed her silver-white hair.An aura of fate slowly flowed in the air.

She suddenly felt a little cold, and even felt that if this continued, the cold wind would pierce the coldness in her heart and freeze it.She couldn't help but clasped her arms tightly, not feeling sleepy at all.

Ah Fei clearly realized that she was rejecting those blank parts of her, those past buried in the deepest part of her memory... Although she tried not to pay attention to it, her incompatibility was very obvious.almost like the accused