[Grim Reaper] Protagonist Growth Plan

Very disturbing.

She only heard Bai Zai say indifferently: "Look up, look at me."

She clenched the cup tightly, and her knuckles began to turn white.

She believed in the captain very much.Because of this, she didn't dare to raise her head, for fear that she, like Rukia, would put the captain in a dilemma.

"Qiancang, I won't say the second time."

The voice of the person on the opposite side was still faint, Qian Cang sighed softly, and still raised his head according to the words, his gaze was only locked on Bai Zai's delicate jaw, and did not move up.

"I believe in you." Bai Zai spoke for the fourth time, no longer entangled in the question of raising his head, Qian Cang was startled, and finally met his pair of light purple eyes.Although she made a quick mistake, she, who was familiar with Bai Zai's temperament, still saw a bit of solemnity under the thick layer of ice.

She was startled, then let go of her reddened hand, and slowly nodded solemnly, with a comfortable smile, "Well... I know."

No matter what the reason was, neither of them would talk too much about their relationship, so Qiancang quickly changed the subject, "Why did the captain come here?"

"The present advance team can't afford to lose, I was ordered to bring them back."

"Yeah." Qian Cang nodded his head like a pounding garlic, feeling quite emotional, "No one can suppress Renji's thorny head except the captain."

Bai Zai blew on the steaming tea, "Don't underestimate yourself, Qian Cang."

"Ahahaha, that's macho chauvinism, you don't want to do anything to me." Qiancang shrugged, and he had a very clear estimate of his own strength.

"With your current strength, you can fight against him." Bai Zai glanced around Qian Cang briefly, took a few more glances at her Zanpakutao, and asserted.

"Ah..." Qian Cang rubbed his head, "I think there is something missing. Just like this Zanpakutao, its length is always subtle and cannot be used. If there is a Zanpakuto like Captain Supper The soul knife is fine."

[I was originally a Zanpakutō of the time and space system, so I'm really sorry that I can't chop and chop smoothly! 】

Kishiyu shook the scabbard in dissatisfaction, but she ignored it decisively.

I really want to have a fairy (zhan) girl (po) stick (dao), make it bigger, smaller and more beautiful.

Qian Cang bent forward in frustration.

Bai Zai put down the teacup, tapped the table with his fingers a few times, then nodded and said, "It's almost time, I'm going to say goodbye to Urahara. Qian Cang..." He paused, but still completed the sentence, "Take care of yourself."

No, Captain, what do you mean by nodding? And in the end, why did you come to the store manager's house on purpose? Don't go so fast, I feel a little flustered!

Naturally, no one heard the girl's inner monologue. She kept Er Kang's hand posture until another man, who was getting older and more unscrupulous, walked into the Japanese room.

Kisuke Urahara closed his fan with a snap, revealing his handsome face, "How do you feel after seeing the former captain?"

Qian Cang withdrew Erkang's hand awkwardly, and rubbed his nose uncomfortably, "Shop Manager Urahara stretched his hand too far? He didn't want to clean up Bengyu's mess, but went to Captain Baizai instead? If I remember correctly In name, you are still a sinner who was exiled." This is different from the plot in her memory. It is an anecdote that the captain left Seireitei at will, and it is even more inconceivable that he got online with Urahara.

"Qiancang." It was not the unfamiliar "Mochizuki Three Seats", he whispered her name softly, very casually, as if he had called it countless times, "Speak out what you are hiding, we need to exchange information with each other."

She squinted her eyes and looked at him, with the flames of distrust flowing in her heart, "Our relationship is not so good yet, is it?"

Plus now, they've met three times, and they're called "Qiancang" and they're exchanging information. She's starting to wonder if Urahara is a time traveler.

Urahara was unusually serious, with a low and deep voice, "Although deceit is to make sincerity more precious—but you have to know that some people don't need this preciousness, they just want to walk side by side with you."

"Well said, I agree." She would rather bear it all with her significant other than be branded "for your own good" and have the relationship forcefully severed.In fact, if Aizen hadn't forced her to kill Chu Sen, she wouldn't have come to this point at all.

She felt so tired and wanted to hang Lan Ran up and beat her up.

"But the store manager, I really don't understand what you are talking about. You should know all my information." After all, if the boss is better than the store manager, he knows most of the plot information.

"It seems that you really don't remember." His tense expression suddenly eased, and he put on a lazy smile again, took out a red amulet from his sleeve, and pushed it in front of her.

He didn't want her to deliberately pretend that she didn't know him in order not to drag herself into the water, but now it seems that she didn't pretend, she really didn't have the memory of the past.

If this is the case, he can rest assured that she is still willing to hand over the back to the newcomer's companion.

Qiancang opened it suspiciously, and pulled out a piece of paper with yellowed curls.

The moment she saw the words clearly, her heart felt as if she was hit hard by a stone, and she didn't even have time to breathe to react.

[When we meet again, I am no longer me, don't be surprised, please help. 】

【Alan Ran rebelled, I will go with me, attack from the front, be careful. 】

She was in a trance, and almost lost the focus of her eyes. She knew every word on the paper, but she couldn't understand the meaning of the words together.

In other words, the astonishing shock made her subconsciously refuse to understand everything.

"This is...my handwriting?" It's impossible to admit it wrong, every stroke and every stroke of her small habit of writing is consistent, and even the part that violates the rules is exactly the same...

But she has no memory of writing it at all? !Moreover, the words on the paper are written with a brush, and the strength of the brush is as strong as a dragon's snake.Although she can also write calligraphy, she really can't get on the stage. She is always ridiculed by Renji for crawling like a dog. It wasn't until she asked someone to bring back a black fountain pen from the present world and wrote the Spring Festival couplets of the Vice President that she proved that her calligraphy is not bad. Just can't write calligraphy.

But because of laziness, she didn't deliberately practice calligraphy.

Qiancang re-examined these two lines.

These prophetic words, from a reasonable point of view, can only be written by people who know the plot. It is impossible for someone who can imitate her handwriting and know the plot to exist, right?

"More than 100 years ago, a friend of mine gave me the amulet, which was a blank piece of paper." Urahara sipped his tea, and the person in his memory gradually merged with Qian Cang, staying on her firm expression when she left, She raised Zanpakutō, smiled and told him——

Kisuke, starting today, I'm going to hold a sword.

He asked strangely, shouldn't it be the Zanpakuto, why the sword?She just pursed her lips and smiled, and stuffed the red amulet into his arms.

Urahara said leisurely, "The first line appeared not long after Rukia lost the power of death, and you came to me soon; the second line appeared after Aizen rebelled against Seireitei. , In a few days, the plane attacked the real world. So I should be surprised, and I should be the one who asked you what happened."

What happened more than 100 years ago?Shouldn't it just be Mako Hirako's plot?Why would she be involved? It is obvious that she has traveled to the world of the God of Death, and it has only been less than five years.

Ranju once said that Shiro Dong had an amulet embroidered with the words "Protagonist Halo" exactly like himself, which was also obtained more than 100 years ago.

No... no?

In order to prove her guess, she turned over the paper with great happiness, and sent a trace of spiritual pressure into it with trembling hands. The surface of the paper was like scattered water patterns, and a little bit of it seemed to be rippling outside, mixed with the fragrance of lilies The fragrance of the fresh ink diffused, and the shocking characters wandered on the paper, and finally fell silent.

What kind of black technology is this? !Qian Cang was dumbfounded.

[When you read this letter, the storyline should be that Ge Liu cuts off his hand, and Ichigo and others start special training.Speaking of this, you will still doubt your own speculation, after all, I am such a suspicious person, so spread your hands. (Especially after being cheated by fake blue dye for two years)

Then recall the mother world. How much memory do you have of the world you were in at this time?Don't think about it too hard, even if you think of Conan graduating from elementary school, Fu Jian coming back to fill in the hole, dunking the national competition chapter, and Pleasant Goat being eaten by Big Big Wolf, you will never remember it.In your memory, now only the most basic concept of "mother world" and the plot of each chapter of the world of death are left.

Don't you think it's strange?Don't remember what happened before you time travel, but you know the story of the god of death like the back of your hand?Although I wanted to tell you everything clearly when I wrote this letter, after all, it is really not my style to write "soon, you will know everything" in a mysterious and flattering way.But I dare not take this risk, let me tell you in dry words, and you see everything with your own eyes, the difference is enough to shake your shaky determination.

Don't rush to refute, I am you, I can't understand what you think.

So, go find it.Get the collapsed jade from Aizen, and go see your past with your own eyes.As another you, the only thing I can help you at this moment is to tell you this.

——Please believe in your choice, because now I never regret it. 】

No.40 four class partner

It can't be wrong... This tone, this sarcasm, this style of pretending to be B and running, is definitely from her handwriting.

This is a letter from Mochizuki Asakusa from the past to my future self.

She stepped in the cold corridor of the Xuye Palace, clutching the pocket with the envelope, and for the first time had a feeling of imitation about the future.