infinite death song

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It must be because I read a lot of comics recently that I think about it at night and dream about it every day.

It must be so.

"However...it can't be said that nothing happened last night. A drunk driver rushed into our house with a truck."

Thinking of something, he pointed his finger outside.

After hearing this, Ichigo quickly put on his slippers and ran downstairs.

What he saw was a big hole in the wall, and his eyelids twitched violently.

This... this scene...

It is exactly the same as the scene destroyed during the virtual battle.

"Oh, it's really lucky, Ichigo, I didn't expect that a truck broke into it last night, and no one in our family was injured."

At this moment, Yixin followed, still sighing like an idiot.

"That's right, it's a miracle that no one was woken up." Xia Li looked at Yixin, the idiot father, and made a lot of complaints there.

"After all, that's what dad is like."

Youzi said with a smile.

Unlike the happy and harmonious one over there, Ichigo's face is quite tangled.

Dream?Reality?

If it is a dream, what is this unreasonable destruction?

Moreover, in the area where they live, there are very few vehicles passing by, let alone trucks. Almost no trucks pass by the door in a year.

But...if it wasn't a dream, regardless of the idiot father, Youzi and Xia Li's injuries recovered instantly, and there was no such horrible memory as last night.

What exactly is going on?

Am I still Death?

So, Ichigo took a deep breath, in order to verify whether all this was a dream or reality, he held his breath, clenched his fists, and began to mobilize the energy in his body.

Then I suffocated until my face turned white, and nothing happened.

"Brother Ichigo, what are you doing?" Seeing Ichigo's strange behavior, Xia Li couldn't help asking.

"Well, I'm trying to see if I can become a god of death..."

"Brother Yihu, you are no longer a junior high school student."

"Haha, that's right." Ichigo replied awkwardly.

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"Really, it's already noon. You must be called to lecture after school in the afternoon."

Ichigo arrived late with his schoolbag, and it was already lunch break when he arrived at school.

"It's really late, Ichigo, it's already noon now."

After walking around the corridor, what I saw were two young and beautiful girls.

Orihime Inoue and Ryuki Arisawa.

Wearing a school girl's uniform and white indoor shoes, she greeted Ichigo.

"Good morning, Kurosaki-san."

"It's Inoue and Longgui. Well, something happened at home, and it's a little troublesome to deal with. Also, it's noon now, Inoue."

Inoue Orihime was stunned for a moment, his brain reacted a little later, and he smiled hip-hop to cover up his embarrassment.

"Haha, I mean, I'm sorry, Kurosaki-san."

"It's okay, then I'll go to the classroom first."

Ichigo waved his hand and headed to the classroom with his schoolbag.

In the class, Ichigo also has three buddies, Yasutora Chadu, Keigo Asano, and Mizuiro Kojima.

The three of them surrounded and told Yihu about the accident at his home.

"The family ran into the truck? This is really scary, Ichigo, how is your family, no one was hurt?"

After listening to Ichigo's belated explanation, Kojima Mizuiro was a little surprised and worried about the situation at Ichigo's family.

It stands to reason that there should be no large vehicles like trucks on the road in front of Ichigo's house.

"Yeah, luckily no one in the family was injured. It's nothing, the police are dealing with it." Ichigo sighed.

"Ichigo, do you want me to help you?"

Chadu Yasutora, standing there like steel, said something silently.

"Ah...no need."

Cold sweat dripped from Ichigo's face, as if recalling some bad memories.

This guy went to help, are you sure he didn't demolish the house?

"That is to say, Chadu, if you go there, it will be destroyed. Last time, your head smashed a steel plate that fell from a construction site."

Asano Keigo patted Chadu's shoulder.

"Sorry, it was an accident. Fortunately, the workers didn't ask me to pay compensation."

Just as the few people were communicating, a pretentious female voice sounded in Yihuo's ear:

"Oh, this is Kurosaki-san, right?"

"Eh?"

Ichigo turned his head, heard the familiar voice, took a closer look, stood up in surprise, pointed his finger at the other party, and was speechless in shock.

Wearing a female student uniform, with a petite body and short black hair that curled up, she greeted Ichigo with a smile.

"You, you... are not that dead..."

That girl spread out her palms so that only Ichigo and Ichigo could see the words—I'll kill you if you dare to say it!

"..."

That's right, the girl in front of him is Kuchiki Rukia, the girl Shinigami who passed on the power of Shinigami to him.

In other words, everything that happened last night was not a dream.

"Hello, Kurosaki-san, I'm Rukia Kuchiki, a transfer student who transferred from another school this morning. I'm sitting at the table next to you. Please give me your advice."

It was still the same pretentious and weird tone, which sounded very unnatural.

After the first get out of class is over.

The rear of the teaching building.

"You guy, what do you mean by coming here?"

Ichigo questioned Rukia angrily.

To be honest, he didn't really want to get involved in any troublesome things.

What's more, he didn't feel that the life of the god of death would have something to do with him, an ordinary person.

"Oh, it's so scary, Kurosaki-san seems to want to eat me."

"Can you change your pretentious tone? Forget it, let's not talk about this, why are you still here, shouldn't you return to that corpse soul world?"

"Are you an idiot?" Rukia's voice suddenly became serious.

"what?"

"The only one who can go back there is the god of death. Now that I have lost the power of the god of death, how can I return it?"

"What do you mean?"

"You screwed me up last night."

"..."

Ichigo wants to kill people very much now, no, kill ghosts.

"It's impossible for me to maintain the state of death now. I can only act by relying on Yike."

"Yoshi?"

"It's the body I'm using now. It's a spare body for Reaper, who is performing tasks in this world, in case of crisis. Reaper can slowly recover his spiritual power by staying in the skeleton. So now even ordinary Everyone can see me."

"I didn't expect you Soul Soul Realm to be quite thoughtful."

"Compared to this, I have lost the power of the god of death now. As a replacement, you must help me complete the mission of the god of death while I recover my spiritual power."

"What?"

Ichigo couldn't help being stunned.

"Don't be dumbfounded, you've drained my power of death, don't you want to be responsible now?"

Rukia showed a look of grievance and was about to cry, and covered her face and sobbed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm such a ruthless man. I don't want to do the work of the god of death. You should hire another expert, bye."

Ichigo smiled disdainfully, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked away arrogantly with an unrecognizable step.

"no solution anymore."

Rukia, who already knew Ichigo's character, showed a sinister smile, wearing a pair of red gloves with black skulls on her right hand.

"Hey, Ichigo, look back, a girl's panties are flying up."

"Ok?"

Ichigo turned his head subconsciously.

boom!

The palm of the glove hit Ichigo's jaw, and Ichigo's body fell down, and his soul turned into a death form and stood on the ground with a dull face.

what is this?

The god of death in the soul world is too arrogant.

How can there be such an act of forcing a teenage high school student to perform such a dangerous task.

"Boy, you're too young to fight me. Besides, you won't forget what I said, right?"

"What did you say?"

"Those Xu...the target of the attack is you. As a human being, you exude high-density spiritual power that Xu wants to devour. Unless you don't live with your family, stay with you, your father and sister, Then they will be falsely attacked."

Hearing Rukia's warning, Ichigo's expression finally changed.

It's such a damn hassle.

If only I couldn't go to hell.

Why do I have to get involved in such an extremely dangerous battle?

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5 month 16 day.

In the morning, the first class time.

"good morning everyone."

"good morning teacher."

The head teacher of class three of the first year clapped his hands, and after greeting the students below, he showed a kind smile.

"Okay, I have another good news for you today. Because today there is another transfer student who is going to study in our class."

The students below were stunned for a moment, and then they started talking.