Description alone couldn't determine what the current situation was.
Akon dismissed the idea of continuing to listen to reports and chose to handle it himself.
"Let me through..."
Standing in front of the screen.
In the dim room, Akon's pupils reflected the various colors of screen light. He continuously captured and analyzed all the content he could grasp at the moment...
And tried to dissect it, presenting it in a more concise and clear way.
However, the development completely exceeded the person involved's expectations.
Data, location, target...
These three most basic elements couldn't be captured and analyzed at this moment.
Energy was continuously stacking at a rapidly climbing rate. If converted, it would be Ninth Class Spiritual Power - Fifth Class - Third Class...
This thing was about to reach captain-level strength!
What exactly was its origin?!
"No good, we need to call for support..."
His muttering was immediately responded to by other companions.
"We've already sent a support signal, Mr. Akon!"
The judgment was correct.
So who was coming? Based on distance calculations, who was the strongest person closest to the target location?
After integration, the current Squad Twelve had collected all captain-level and above spiritual pressure holders in the three worlds.
And while Akon was browsing the directory, thinking about how to make additional notifications.
Nemu's voice came from behind.
"The captain already departed just now."
—Mayuri's actions were as fast as always!
At the same time, on the living world side.
Under clear and bright skies, Karakura Town maintained an atmosphere of peace and tranquility, but in an inconspicuous corner, a crack had been opened that allowed passage to other spaces.
The gorgeously dressed Mayuri slowly walked out.
His reaction speed was definitely not slow, but in comparison...
At this moment he was still behind others.
"What, are you two very idle?"
Standing on the left was Tōsen representing Hueco Mundo. Although he could 'regain his sight' through the subsequent power of the Hōgyoku, he still chose not to heal.
After all, these unsightly filths naturally couldn't affect his heart in the slightest.
And on the right stood a flashy-looking fashionable youth with a mohawk... Bazz-B representing the Quincy, at this moment just cast a calm gaze toward Mayuri.
Unlike his previous hot-tempered personality, after experiencing the events with Haschwalth and Yhwach, he seemed to have calmed down considerably.
Even his loud and shouting temper had completely disappeared.
So these were two silent types?
Had Mayuri become the most talkative, noisy one?
Incomprehensible...
Shrugging, making a helpless gesture, Mayuri rolled his eyes moderately.
Since things had come to this, he should focus his attention back on work.
The target's location...
"It's up ahead."
This was a remote area beneath Karakura Town. Few people came and went, which now saved a lot of trouble with cover-ups.
Mayuri began making preparations.
He drew his Zanpakutō, gripping it in his hand... but before he could release it, Tōsen's voice came from beside him.
"You... aren't using a gigai, are you? Using Soul Reaper power directly like this, wouldn't that violate regulations?"
"Hah? That's all old history. Soul Society has lifted the ban now. There aren't so many complicated rules anymore."
Reform was a comprehensive top-down policy.
Even when acting in the living world now, as long as one didn't actively do anything excessive, no one would interfere.
Of course...
"Getting permission is troublesome in itself. After all, for immature Soul Reapers, they might be unable to control their power, causing unnecessary damage in the living world."
Tōsen didn't understand these things. After hearing this, he pondered for a long moment.
"This is the effort you all made..."
"No, don't lump me together with those guys."
Mayuri's tone was flat, at this moment just staring straight at the ground before him, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"I haven't contributed anything, just doing what I wanted to do, and this world has already been changed into their ideal shape."
"Right, I haven't made even the slightest contribution. I'm that so-called vested interest..."
"So please don't lump me together with those guys."
Mayuri pointed to his temple, saying flatly.
"I don't deserve it."
Tōsen remained silent for a long time.
He found this world seemed to have changed a lot... but also seemed not to have changed much.
"So the current Soul Society... no, forget it."
Saying half of something was really annoying.
But since the other party was this blind man who wasn't good at speaking, even the sharp-tongued Mayuri just sighed lightly at this moment and chose silence.
"If you care so much, why not come back for a visit? The warrants for you all were lifted long ago anyway. Besides, Rangiku often goes to Hueco Mundo, right?"
At this point, no one cared about those miscellaneous things anymore.
Just be happy.
"Gin... has indeed been somewhat neglecting his duties recently."
Just while feeling emotional, Tōsen also composed his expression.
Others could do this, but he couldn't.
"Everyone has their own responsibilities. My current task isn't pursuing happiness, but maintaining everything those two created... and stabilizing the situation in Hueco Mundo."
"I see."
Not interfering with others' decisions.
This was also Mayuri's survival wisdom.
"Then do as you please, just... don't die easily."
"I appreciate the sentiment."
Since they had opened up, Mayuri also looked to the side.
"Speaking of which, how have you Quincy been doing afterward?"
How...
Bazz-B's lips trembled slightly, seeming to unconsciously want to show a smile, but quickly restrained it.
"Just living simply... most people have given up training and chosen to return to normal lives."
"But I'm different. Though life is short, I still want to try climbing the peaks I once reached..."
"The process might be arduous, but this is also one of my purposes for living."
Mayuri let out a light "heh."
"What a grand life goal. Such drive is truly enviable."
This made it unclear whether he was praising or simply mocking...
Bazz-B glanced at him sideways, saying softly at this moment.
"After all, the current ruler is quite an enlightened person."
Tōsen interjected.
"If it's Seiya, having such choices isn't strange."
Though the three separated bodies possessed completely different powers and various subtle personality differences.
Essentially... all three had extremely simple and normal values.
This was also one reason the Quincy could maintain their current status.
As the words fell, without warning.
Bazz-B, who had been expressionless, suddenly took a stance.
Bright flames burst from his fingertips, the spiritual pressure wrapped around them no less than captain-level figures.
Having lost the power of his Schrift didn't mean his strength would stop progressing.
These people could also continuously strengthen themselves through training, returning to their former... or even surpassing their past power.
But correspondingly.
Quincy also had to bear their proper 'destiny.'
After losing the enhancement of Yhwach's power, all Quincy returned to being 'ordinary people.'
They would also age, get sick, die, and then enter reincarnation, becoming part of this world.
Perhaps it was because of aging and physical changes...
That made Bazz-B seem so mature?
The answers to these questions were unknown, but at this moment all three present had taken their stances.
"It's coming..."
"It's Yhwach's remaining power."
"Ten years and it's still lingering!"
The three stood ready as if facing a great enemy.
And at almost the same time.
At another place in Karakura Town.
A rare party was taking place at Ichigo's home.
"Big brother, is it okay to put things here?"
"Ah? Yeah! No problem, please put them over there."
"Why are we so happy when people haven't even arrived..."
"Haha, times have changed so much. Now you can video call people outside without leaving home."
That's what I don't understand!
Karin scratched her cheek with some frustration, while in comparison, Yuzu seemed quite calm.
"Alright, alright, since the setup is complete... there's nothing for us to do now, let's leave the place to big brother."
"Yuzu! It's because you're too lenient with him that..."
"Ahaha, shall we go shopping occasionally? Hmm?"
With his two sisters going out, Ichigo turned to look at the tablet on the table.
The signal was somewhat unstable.
The image had some inexplicable tearing.
But it quickly stabilized—then Urahara's face appeared.
"Oh! Mr. Urahara, long time no see!"
Urahara behind the screen waved with a smile, but before he could speak, a figure crashed in from beside him.
It was everyone's favorite dark-skinned sister, Yoruichi.
"Ichigo!!! How did you get so big, kid? Hey! You look quite manly now!"
"It's been eight years since we've met, that's natural..."
Ichigo chuckled twice, sipping his Asahi beer, his tone becoming somewhat subtle.
"I'm already an uncle, old enough to appreciate the beauty of alcohol."
"Ahaha! Then hurry up and die, then come live with us in Soul Society!"
"No no no... please don't suddenly say such scary things."
"What nonsense are you talking about! You're one of us anyway~"
Yoruichi's voice wasn't small.
Soon it attracted more attention.
"Ichigo? Did that guy come too? How come I don't see him?"
"Can't even sense his spiritual pressure... did that guy get stronger again?"
"Hey look, Lady Yoruichi is talking to some strange thing..."
Soon, more heads crowded from all directions.
Instantly filling the screen.
Really emotional...
To meet everyone like this, who would have thought it could be such an easy and simple thing.
So?
Technology changes life—this should be what that describes.
"Where's Rukia? Where is that girl Rukia?"
Hiyori rushed directly to the screen, shouting at the top of her lungs.
"It's not time yet! The captain still needs to wait for the best moment to appear... but the celebration has already started! Can you imagine? Even though it's such a serious occasion, we can drink!"
That was indeed unimaginable.
And quite moving.
After all, even Ichigo, being a modern person, couldn't imagine that current Soul Society could make so many changes.
"Speaking of which, I don't see Byakuya. Where is he?"
"That stubborn guy wouldn't casually appear at such occasions... he already left!"
Some things still hadn't changed...
While feeling emotional, Ichigo turned toward the kitchen.
"Orihime, aren't you ready yet? It's about to start here."
"Coming..."
Taking off her apron, Inoue Ori... no.
The woman who should now be called Kurosaki Orihime ran over to Ichigo's side.
"Sorry, I was preparing curry and it took a bit longer."
Ichigo showed a suddenly enlightened expression.
"Ah, that's dinner, right? Speaking of which, where did Kazui go?"
Orihime's originally eager expression suddenly stiffened.
"Huh? Shouldn't he be with you?"
"That kid said he was going to help you and then disappeared. I thought he was with you this whole time. Looking at it now... he probably ran outside to play."
"That won't do! A kid Kazui's age can't just wander around!"
Saying this, Orihime was about to stand up.
But Ichigo pulled her back down.
"Don't be so anxious... that kid has Mr. Seiya with him, so relax."
"Is, is that so..."
"Rather than that, let's watch Rukia's inauguration ceremony. Look, it's about to start."
The married couple happily watched the inauguration ceremony.
And on the other side.
A blonde kid who looked somewhat like Ichigo was wandering the streets.
He walked and stopped along the way, finally approaching where Mayuri and others were located.
"Mister, there seems to be something over there..."
The child's voice was somewhat curious. Without waiting for others to respond, he had already walked over on his own.
...
"Hey, someone's approaching."
Bazz-B frowned, looking to his side.
Handling civilians and spatial isolation was Soul Reaper work. Now with exposure risk, whose fault it was was obvious.
But Mayuri showed a very strange expression.
Ordinary people couldn't break through his arrangements... so the visitor wasn't normal?
"Wait, this guy..."
Before he could finish speaking.
A mass of pitch-black energy appeared at the street corner.
The process from nothing to something took only a blink, and after manifesting, the spiritual pressure it burst forth made all three present look over.
That's right, this was Yhwach's remaining power!
It needed to be eliminated...
Before everyone could react.
The blonde kid who appeared on the street actually grabbed that mass of black energy directly.
He held it like a toy, curiously pressing and kneading it, then...
With a bang, he crushed it open with bare hands.
"...?!!" x3
All three present fell into inevitable stupor.
Finally, it was the quickest-reacting Mayuri who spoke.
"Kid, what... exactly are you?"
Kazui half-turned around, showing an innocent smile while pointing to his cheek.
"Me?"
If you must ask...
A black shadow faintly appeared behind him, and a man named Seiya emerged with a smile.
"He is Soul Reaper, Hollow, Quincy."
"He is Kurosaki Kazui."
"He might just be... the next Soul King."
(End of Book)
Novel is over, check out my new ff, Naruto: Manipulation 2.
Synopsis:
A Waste from the Hyuga Branch Family?
Fate handed me the worst script imaginable—but that's okay.
Because I was born to be the greatest actor.
Are you ready?
My name is Hyuga Shigure.
I am about to weave a grand lie—one so vast it will make the entire Shinobi World dance.
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- "This corpse… is it from the Ōtsutsuki Clan? The ancestor of the Hyuga Clan?"
Orochimaru gazed at the body, then turned to the Hyuga clansman beside him, licking his lips lightly.
"If I transplant these organs into your body, and then replace your soul with mine…"
- "The Hyuga Clan was once a mightier ninja clan than even the Uchiha!"
Before the monument that recorded the secret of the Tenseigan, Neji Hyuga gouged out the eyes of the clan elder.
Staring at the young boy with the Byakugan, he declared,
"What Itachi Uchiha could do—I can do too!"
- "Ninjas are the root of all chaos."
Standing amidst the ruins of Konoha, Naruto looked coldly at the horrified crowd.
"I will erase ninjas from this world completely!"
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As more and more secrets were unearthed, one name began to spread like wildfire.
To some, he was a mysterious and powerful figure.
To others, a butcher of his kin.
To many, a madman bringing destruction.
"Ōtsutsuki Shigure?"
When that name was spoken aloud, all lies shattered into reality.
A solitary figure stepped forth.
The Caged Bird Seal on his forehead burst apart.
The brilliance of the Tenseigan radiated like the stars,
Truth-Seeking Orbs in his hands transforming into a divine scepter.
"Are you afraid? And what is it that you fear?"
Hyuga Shigure looked down upon the Shinobi Alliance, as insignificant as ants beneath his feet, and whispered:
"Do not fear. This world was built on lies to begin with."
"You will feel no pain. Death will come to you as peacefully as the wind."