[Reaper] Ulquiorra

Actually, Grimmjow knew about this matter.

It wasn't that Ulquiola was afraid of fighting him to the death, but that he didn't like it.

It's like he made a sudden shot to stop his fight with Kurosaki Ichigo in Karakura City, and then pulled him into the anti-film.It's like he suddenly stopped Kurosaki Ichigo from slashing at Luo Li and the others, and saved Yami at a critical moment.

Ulquiorra is like this, he is indifferent to everything, but he also has his own secret likes and dislikes.He loathes the cannibalism among his compatriots, and has a cold, silent concern for the people and things around him.

So he didn't want to fight himself to the death - not because he was afraid.

Simply because he hates doing it.

Until a long time later, Grimmjow couldn't forget the moment when he locked Ulquiorra in the anti-membrane, just like he couldn't forget the touch of the skin on Ur's chest.How wonderful, he thought.For such a thin, pale and indifferent person, the skin covering the heart is actually soft.

The soft feeling at that moment sneaked into Grimmjow's unspeakable, secret dreams many nights.

It would have been nice if he had been shut down a little longer.

That's what he thought afterwards when he learned of Ur's death.

The first time I saw Ulquiorra was in this world.

Grimmjow would never admit that he walked the rainy streets in this world to commemorate or miss someone who passed away. He insisted that he was just too bored so he just came out for a walk.Occasionally enjoy the streets and the weather of human beings, and take a little rain as a way to cool off.

The traffic lights flashed silently under the rain curtain. When Grimmjow suddenly turned his head and saw that silhouette in the crowd, he stood there blankly as if struck by lightning, unable to make a sound for a long time. .

Ulquiorra.

His posture standing in the rain was as indifferent and elegant as he remembered. He was clearly in the crowd, but it gave people the illusion of being alone and far away.

He was quietly holding a black umbrella, wearing a light brown windbreaker, and his belt fluttered slightly in the wind.Because his face was turned sideways, Grimmjow could see his pale and quiet face, and his green eyes were like a deep lake.A green arc traced from the fundus of the eyes to the chin, like tear stains.

He has stood in the virtual circle for many years with that kind of quiet and decisive powerful posture, even if he has been turned into ashes, Grimmjow will still be able to recognize him!

In fact, Grimmjow once thought about what kind of expression and what kind of words he should use to greet Ur if he saw Ur again.

For example, walk over lightly and say, "Hey, so you're not dead?"

Or teasing and provocative: "Hey, how does it feel in another dimension?"

And so on, no matter what, it shouldn't be like he is now... standing there stiff and shocked, unable to move, unable to speak a word, only a stiff gurgling sound in his throat.

Ulquiorra, on the other hand, seemed to notice the unusual gazes in the crowd, turned his head slightly, and saw Grimmjow.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned around and walked over step by step.

As his footsteps got closer, Grimmjow's body became more and more stiff... He could almost hear his heart beating against his chest, and even his hands and feet felt slightly numb.

——This has nothing to do with Reiatsu, Ulquiola's Reiatsu is very weak, and it is easy to be ignored if you are not careful.

But when Ulquiorra walked over, his fluttering hair and long eyelashes became more and more clear, his breath and taste were approaching with the wind, Grimmjow thought Even involuntarily recalling the touch on that pale skin...

no!no!it's wired!It's like the heart is about to jump out!

Grimmjow stared closely at Ulquiola who was getting closer, and when he couldn't even roll his eyes, Ulquiola stopped in front of him.

Seemingly casual, he greeted lightly: "Hey, you're not dead, Grimmjow."

When his last words fell, finally, the spell cast on Grimmjow was slowly broken.

Grimmjow smiled, and tried his best to look as rebellious as usual: "This sentence should be my line, Ulquiorra! I heard that you were turned into ashes by my prey What, why, didn't I kill you?"

"Are you kidding me? I won't die so easily." Ulquiola was still cold and slow when speaking, "I'm a little surprised that you haven't died yet."

"Hey, you are quite talkative today! Why, is it because you are happy to see me as an old friend?"

Grimmjow's voice was frivolous, but for some reason, there was a vague hope in his heart... hoping to see Ulquiola nod and say yes.

Or even acquiesce.

But Ulquiola just turned his head, his expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't take this word to heart at all, and then walked into the distance.

"Hey!" Grimmjow chased after him a few steps: "Where are you going?"

"go home."

Ulquiorra's so-called "home" is just his temporary residence in this world.

Grimmjow was sure that he had no currency circulating in this world. Whether he bought, rented or stole this apartment... It's hard to say.

The small room was very dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, and there was a faint rustling sound of rain outside.There was not much furniture, no table and chairs, and there was a single bed in the corner of the room.

The quilt was a bit messy, and there were faint blood stains on it.

"Why is there blood?" Grimmjow asked, frowning.

"When you are reborn, you will be wounded."

"...It seems that you will also be injured, Lord Ulquiorra."

Ulquiola obviously didn't take Grimmjow's teasing seriously at all.He took off his shoes and socks and threw them into the porch before stepping on the floor.

Those feet were bare, and looked extraordinarily pale in the dark room, even so pale that Grimmjow felt a little shimmering in a trance.Those bare feet made it hard for him to look away, as if they had attracted all his attention, even the slight movement of Ur's ankle as he walked caught his attention.

Ur's eyes paused on Grimmjow, "——what's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Grimmjow turned his head quickly.

Ur didn't welcome this uninvited guest, but he couldn't forcefully drive away Grimmjow, who was stronger than himself, so he could only treat him indifferently, neither wanting to provoke him nor bothering to talk to him. It's too wordy, I can only pretend that he doesn't exist.

He walked to the box in the corner—some clothes were stuffed in a mess in the half-open box, and a few shirts and pants were scattered on the floor.The styles were so plain that it was hard for Grimmjow to imagine how they would look on Ur.

In order to keep himself from thinking wildly, he coughed and forced himself to look at the curtains: "Hey, Ulquiorra!"

"how?"

"Since you are resurrected, why don't you return to the virtual circle? It is not convenient for you to live in this world."

"……Do not."

"Huh? What?"

"I said, no." Ulquiola turned her back to Grimmjow, took off her half-wet windbreaker, and threw it on the ground casually.

"It hasn't been long since I was reborn, my strength hasn't recovered, and I'm very weak, so I won't go back for the time being."

Although Ulquiola didn't fully explain it clearly, Grimmjow understood his hidden meaning.In Xuye Palace, the law of the jungle is the basic rule. When his left arm was healed, he killed Ruby in front of Aizen, but Aizen didn't say a word, because it is a fact that everyone acquiesces in the fact that the strong trample on the lives of the weak.

Going back in Ulquiola's current state, there will be countless opponents who want to kill him to get the No.40 blade position, and he won't get time to recuperate and heal at all.That's really not a wise move.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the powerful and rare Vastord--Master Ulquiorra would hide his head and show his tail and be weak one day, and I actually saw it..."

Before the voice disappeared in the air, the emerald green light flashed past, and the false flashes alternated, and only a loud bang was heard!A violent shock erupted in the small room!

Grimmjow's pupils shrank!

Ulquiorra's long and slender index finger was in front of his palm, resisting his sneak attack!Although the strength is still very weak, but that kind of reaction and speed are indeed the top level of Ulquiola's physical strength!

"...Don't think that I will be afraid of you if I haven't recovered from my injuries, Grimmjow."

Ulquiola retracted his fingers lightly, the movement was slow and graceful, without any disturbance, "I'm really surprised that you didn't die from recklessness."

Grimmjow snorted and withdrew his hand.

Although Ulquiola himself would not suffer any damage from this sneak attack, the ordinary human clothes on him might not.Although the resistance was timely, the torn air still cut through the neckline of Ur's shirt, and it fell down silently, revealing half of his pale and thin shoulder.

From such a close distance, Grimmjow could even see the delicate texture of the skin on the back of Ulquiola's neck.

Even though it was so quiet, the visual impact was as violent as an explosion!

"..." Unexpectedly, Grimmjow failed to respond to Ulquiola's mocking words, he could only stand there blankly, motionless.

Ur obviously didn't care how the impulsive and reckless leopard felt.He turned around indifferently, took off his half-torn shirt, threw it at his feet casually, then rummaged through the suitcase, and picked out a black pullover T-shirt.

The completely naked upper body seemed to be shimmering in the dark room.Before this, Grimmjow had never seen Ulquiorra in disheveled clothes, and never knew that Ulquiorra was actually so thin, with such thin shoulders and slender waist, as if he could hold the whole body with one hand. .

In Grimmjow's memory, Ur was always dressed in tight white long clothes, not revealing any part of his body. Except for his face and hands, no one in the virtual circle had ever seen a single inch of his skin.

Ulquiola, who was wrapped in tight clothes, was always quiet, rational, calm and powerful, possessing unparalleled threatening power, above the peak of power in the virtual circle, cold and calm.

His silent cruelty and compassion always made Grimmjow feel that he was a different kind, far away from everyone, even from the world.No one can touch him, everyone has to look up at him.

Grimmjow never thought that one day he would see Ur's topless appearance at such a close distance.

It's so close, you can touch it, it's so real that you can't believe it...

"What are you looking at?" Ulquiola asked coldly without turning his head.

"—No, nothing!"

Ulquiorra snorted lightly.

"If you think I'm vulnerable and easy to kill now, you're wrong." He paused, and commented lightly: "Trash."

... This rubbish is obviously not talking about himself... But the degree of chaos caused by Grimmjow's spiritual pressure just now can indeed be described as rubbish.

Grimmjow snorted heavily to express his disdain, and then rarely retorted, but turned his head and rolled his eyes at the wall.

I can't look at Ulquiola's beautiful shoulders and spine, the pale skin on the bare back, the deeply concave arc extending to the waist of the trousers, if you look down...

If you look down further...

hell!Isn't the damn bat both gloomy and nasty?

Just keep hating it like before!

"How long are you going to stay at my house?" Ulquiola put on her coat, staring at Grimmjow with a bit of annoyance.

"What, you can't wait to chase away an old friend you haven't seen for a long time? What kind of attitude is this? What if I accidentally slipped my mouth after returning to the virtual circle, for example, the fourth blade Ulquiorra My lord is weak right now, stuck in this world and unable to come back... I don't care if I cause you any trouble!"

"...whatever you want." Ulquiola bypassed Grimmjow and walked outside.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

"Not going anywhere." Ulquiola walked to the corner of the bed, lifted the quilt, and fell on the bed, "Sleep."

"..." Grimmjow stayed there.