Evernight Light

In the afternoon, Inoue woke up in a daze, and found that there was a silver cover plate on the small round table in the room. He dragged his pajamas and sat on the chair in front of the window. When he uncovered a pot of unknown liquid food, his stomach immediately growled in coordination. When she got up, although it can be said that there is no color, fragrance, or taste, it is strangely not difficult to eat, and she began to eat it without knowing it.

In the ten-blade meeting hall, Aizen shifted his gaze from the screen to Saar Apollo: "It seems to be doing well."

"You're flattering, Aizen-sama, it's just a trivial matter." No.80 Blade's face was full of pride, "To put it bluntly, the requirements for food, in addition to maintaining basic survival, are just enough to eat."

"Eh——? Is it? But it really makes people lose their appetite. Letting her eat this kind of thing is considered your talent—in various senses." Flicking his long sleeves, he sneered unabashedly.

The other party in a low position is not easy to attack, the froze smile on the face and the reflective glasses hide the displeasure. "You go back first." Lan Ran said, Sal Apollo bowed his body, raised the corners of his mouth with deep meaning and retreated.

"Hey ~ don't you think so ~ Ulquiorra?" Ruby asked resignedly as if she was triumphant.

"I think it's time to bring her here, Aizen-sama."

"Well, let's go."

"Eh..." Ruby muttered in disappointment, turned to Grimmjow, and began to think of new stinging words, but this "former" No.60 ninja was always standing in the corner and looking where, turning a deaf ear to all of this.

After sending away the two subordinates who were packing up the tableware, Inoue began to observe the room she was in. Although it was big and unreasonable, it was well-equipped. The guards guarding her were not rude, and they would knock on the door to announce their names before entering. to do.From their mouths, she also learned something about the current situation.

"Everyone should start to worry..." She thought this way and turned on the faucet. The water poured into her folded hands and overflowed, and soon filled the sink, and the water gate was automatically cut off. "It's amazing!" Surprised by novelty Hiding her worries, Orihime buried her face in her hands and began to wash.

Some things are clear from the very beginning, this world completely different from the one I have lived in for 15 years is the last refuge of the souls who died with obsession in the world. Falling into nothingness in hopeless thoughts, they can no longer obtain salvation except waiting for the extradition of the god of death. However, excessive self-protection eventually makes them the old enemies of the god of death.The virtual circle has always been a place of exile that threatens the balance of the world. It cannot be explained by any common sense in her short life. The law of the jungle is the absolute truth and the only rule here.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Zhi Ji panicked. She mistakenly thought she was home and opened the door, but when she raised her head and bumped into the water outlet, her face immediately rushed into the pool, splashing water from head to chest. Compared with the situation, outside the door is a completely unaware calm: "I came in."

Although her head was still buzzing, Zhi Ji still heard someone's voice, rubbing the back of her aching head and turned to the door.The other party pushed the door sternly and entered, and quickly swept across the room calmly until he fixed his eyes on her. "That... that," the opening remark was blindly ambiguous, Ulquiola looked at the woman who was still dripping in her pajamas unreasonably and thought, is she so natural that she has no sense of crisis at all... no... it is a lack of understanding Self-awareness of the status quo...

Zhi Ji didn't know what kind of charming girly demeanor she was exuding at this time, the water droplets sliding down her hair from time to time soaked the clothes on her shoulders, revealing her fair complexion, and the water overflowing the edge of the pool merged into thin Splashes or splashes fall at the foot of the scorpion.She grabbed the hem of her clothes and tilted her head to look at Ulquiola.

"The towel is right there." He had to look away.

"Huh? Ah..."

"If it's not enough, let someone send it."

"Ah, no...it's okay, I was not careful."

"After tidying up and changing clothes, follow me."

"Ah..." Zhi Ji wanted to ask something, but the door was already closed.

On the side of the corridor, Ulquiola's hands in his trouser pockets were slightly bent backwards, he propped his body against the wall and closed his eyes to rest his mind. The waiting time for the woman was not as long as he expected. When the clothes opened the door and came out, it seemed that a discordant rhythm was touched somewhere, and it began to frustrate his non-existent heart.

Long wheat-colored hair draped obediently behind her, a soft V-neck light yellow sweater revealing the collar of a white shirt with a bow tie, and a short and cute plaid uniform pleated skirt. She is still dressed like an ordinary high school girl. This place where the soul lost in desire came only because of the pair of inconspicuous snowflake-shaped hairpins on her temples—the figurative parasites of her ability body.This woman, when she walked towards her lightly and said "Hey... I'm bothering you", the warm smile and body temperature that she continued to radiate around her seemed to be, that shouldn't exist in the void. The circle, the all-encompassing radiance of the sun.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay." He quickly turned his face away, "...Let's go."

How big is it?Walking through countless winding and empty corridors, encountering all kinds of faces under masks, Orihime thought so.This palace, since she entered, has never seen the same roads and furnishings. The only thing that remains the same is white, everywhere is white, white ground, white corridors, white zenith, white mottled clothes that are not too much decoration The white robe, the broken mask that was so lonely and arrogant, from the back of the man, only the blade inserted in the waist was glowing with a striking green color.

"Welcome to our castle, Xuye Palace." Aizen's leisurely voice came from the supreme throne.

"It's Orihime Inoue." "...Yes."

"Although it's a bit sudden, can you let me see your ability?" The gentle tone was accompanied by unfathomable spiritual pressure, and Zhi Ji felt that she couldn't use all her strength.If you say no, you will die, no, it is definitely more terrifying than death.

"...Ah, yes..."

"It seems that someone is very dissatisfied with bringing you here," Aizen glanced to the side with his raised face, "That's right, Ruby."

"Isn't that natural? All of our battles are just to attract a woman - how can I accept this kind of reason."

"I'm so sorry, you got hurt like this, I didn't expect it." Suffering a great insult, Ruby frowned unabashedly.

"By the way, Zhihime, in order to clearly see your ability, you should heal Grimmjow's left hand."

Ruby's status was threatened again, he yelled that it was impossible, Inoue said nothing, turned and walked towards the empty sleeve of the enemy who had seriously injured Kurosaki many times.

"Shun Ying, Calamus, Shuangtian Guidun - I refuse!" I muttered the words in my heart, and opened the orange arc barrier.The recovery ability of violating the realm of the gods miraculously reconstructed the arm that had been reduced to ashes.The power that is usually used is subtly different today. Ruby was the leader at the scene, only in amazement of everything in front of him, and only Inoue himself noticed the strangeness of the Reiatsu.

"Don't you understand? Ulquiorra thinks this is time or space regression." Aizen said. "How could it be! How could human beings have such advanced abilities!" "That's right, so it's neither of the two." He smiled condescendingly.

"This is, the rejection of phenomena."

Grimmjow stretched out his new left hand in surprise, and after realizing this perfect fact, he showed a sneer that was hard to notice: "Hey, woman, the other place is also Help me cure it." Raising his thumb and stretching towards the scar on his back, Inoue had no room for worry, and the erased 6-character mark slowly appeared in Guishield.

"Grimmjow, what do you want to do!" "Huh?" Ruby's panic when she turned her head at that moment, compared to Grimmjow's stormy, ferocious look like climbing up from hell, is no longer a measurable difference in strength.

What kind of slow motion is it to see the process clearly, the arm that was healed by himself, in the next blink of an eye, has turned into a murder weapon and pierced another person's chest, Ruby opened her eyes wide and has not yet reacted, "That's what happened," Grimmjow raised his other hand with a smirk, "Goodbye, original number six." The crimson light beam gathered in his palm cut through the air and penetrated into the weakly struggling prey until it was covered with ashes. The dead body fell down heavily.

The hall echoed with the mighty laughter of the winner and the murmurs that were close to madness. All the people present stood aside. Ulquiorra closed his eyes, and the most expression on his expression was boredom and repulsion. At an unreachable height, Aizen's leisurely posture has not changed at all, as if watching a child playing.

Something must be wrong.

Did I do something wrong to submit to coercion to come here?

From now on, how many people will I hurt as an accomplice?There must be everyone among them, there must be Kurosaki-kun... Why, do you want to do this?The enemy is also good, why do you have to kill it?Why can other people turn a deaf ear and turn a blind eye?Isn't it a partner in the same camp?

No... I can't move my body... It's disgusting...

The meeting was over, Aizen said "Orihime and Ulquiorra go back to rest" and got up and walked away quickly. There were only two people in the sentence left in the hall. The moment he left, Inoue froze She slid straight down, and when her knees touched the ground, her upper body inertially rushed forward. Ulquiorra's left hand was firmly grasping her right arm under her ribs, preventing her from falling further to the ground. Perception, retching uncontrollably in the mouth.

Food that looks so simple, but it has a limit that it cannot be excreted once it is ingested... Maybe the captives went on a hunger strike, and they are well thought out... But I underestimated the reaction just by seeing such a thing Is she simple?This woman has always lived in such a stable world...

Seeing her tearfully suppressing her physical discomfort, Ulquiorra let go of her trouser pockets and walked past her: "Go back." Orihime propped up her upper body, her expression buried in her long hair on her cheeks, "Let Are you laughing at me...hehehe...I really..." She paused, then said in a low voice, "Mr. Pomian, you have already gotten used to these things..."

He slowed down two steps and stopped, and the reverberation of his footsteps echoed in the hall: "You'd better get used to it as soon as possible." "Remember, your power belongs to Master Aizen, don't try to use it for unnecessary things."

Follow that person's footsteps in silence, as if time is standing still, and you can't feel happy or sad.At any time, Ulquiola's behavior is always accompanied by a stable and meticulous aura, which makes Orihime calm down. Thinking that she will stay in this dangerous place in the future, but still ignorant of many things, She looked up at him: "That..." There was no response, "That--" She amplified her voice, and Ulquiorra stopped, "Hey duo...I'm sorry...I can't seem to remember your name. We met for the first time I heard it when I was young, and just now... But, I don't know if it's because it's too long or too... Odd... Ah, I'm sorry!" Without knowing it, Orihime shrank her neck and hit her head.

"Ulquior Rahifer." The other party turned sideways and answered word by word.

"Ah... Ur... La..." "Ulquiorra." "Ur... O... Odd..." "Ulquiorra."

He repeated the words, his tone was stiff but not bored, and finally he asked her to read each word in turn, but once he asked her to string it together, it was weird. "I'm sorry!!" Seeing her shrinking her neck again and waiting for her to get angry, Ulquiola had completely lost interest in speaking. After a few seconds of silence, the woman looked into his judgmental eyes inquiringly— — “Can you only say two words clearly?”

"Yes... no..."

"…it's up to you."

"Hey?" He walked forward without responding, "Hey Duo... Ur... Jun...?"

He didn't intend to move unless he heard his answer, so he could only utter one sentence: "...keep up."

It was as if a silk thread hanging from my heart suddenly broke, a desperate heartstring that I couldn't break free from the time I met that person.A kind of uneasy intimacy and relief sprouted deep in my heart, driving my footsteps to move forward involuntarily, towards the infinitely extending swaying moon shadow. "Yes! Mr. Ur." In this world deprived of freedom and will, she answered willingly for the first time.

When she returned to her cell, the floor was covered with a layer of cold moonlight, like a special seat waiting for her return. Zhiji knelt and sat in the light under the window, looking up at the lonely and waning moon that never rotated.The imminent future full of risks can't disturb her at this time. In the depths of the night palace behind the heavy shackles, she just feels sorry for a name that is still unfamiliar.

On the border of the virtual circle, turmoil mixed with spiritual pressure from other worlds is sweeping.