"Heh! Ever since he was little, he always believed he was talented. Since he thinks the path he chose is the right one, then let him try and stick to it," Ishida Ryuken was dressed in a perfectly tailored gray suit, standing calmly at the edge of a hundred meter high building.
The howling cold wind brushed past his face, yet it failed to stir even the slightest ripple on his icy expression.
Those eyes of his that were always half closed were now slightly open, revealing a bottomless indifference.
"Let us talk about you, Kurosaki," His tone did not change, yet it carried a trace of probing that could not be ignored, "Now that you have stepped into the living world again, what do you feel?"
Yet if one looked carefully, the corner of his eye almost never truly left Kurosaki Masaki.
That gaze was deep and complicated, far from the warmth one would show an old friend. Instead, it was filled with undisguised vigilance.
The way he looked at her was like staring at a wild beast that had just been released from its cage.
As one of the Espada of the Hollow King Palace, he knew all too well what kind of life Kurosaki Masaki had lived these past years.
Every woman among the Espada was that man's woman, but even among women, there were differences.
Kurosaki Masaki was the most special one among them.
From being f0rced at the beginning, to gradually having her edges worn away, no one knew what this woman was really thinking inside.
Especially now that she had seen once again the man she used to hold so dearly in her heart, no one knew what kind of change would happen inside her.
In Ishida Ryuken's judgment, Kurosaki Masaki, broken by Rosse, was extremely dangerous, even more dangerous than Aizen.
"Feelings? What feelings could I have? I just think that meeting again brings a bit of nostalgia, that is all," There was still no emotion in Kurosaki Masaki's beautiful eyes, inside and out filled only with emptiness and indifference.
"Do you not want to see him? For the sake of old friendship, I can hide it from His Majesty," Ishida Ryuken asked tentatively. In her current state, even staying near Kurosaki Masaki made him feel great pressure.
"Seeing him once, what would that change? I am just a toy, and he is just a chess piece. From the moment we were swept into fate, the ending was already decided," Kurosaki Masaki said without expression, her eyes not showing the slightest ripple.
Before coming, she had thought about whether she should secretly go see Kurosaki Ichigo and the others.
This time, Rosse had not followed her, and had not even restricted her. He only told Ishida Ryuken to bring her back, nothing more.
By all rights, she should have been desperately eager to see Kurosaki Ichigo and the others.
After all, every time she was being infused with all kinds of things, she took her family as her mental comfort.
She always thought that as long as she suffered, her family would be safe.
But in reality, was it really so?
After time and time again, when every inch of her body had been treated as a toy and played with at will, could she really still keep that kind of mindset from before?
Somewhere along the way, she seemed to have completely changed.
From a woman f0rced against her will, she had become a woman who indulged and did not care about anything anymore.
She was always thinking, 'Since it is already like this anyway...'
Yes, she had already become that man's toy. Was there any worse outcome?
Perhaps there was. Even she could think of it.
But somehow, she had begun to shamefully feel grateful, grateful that she was only that man's manal toy, and not shared by others.
And after becoming that man's toy, her strength had grown stronger and stronger.
Now her power, after the fusion of three forces, had become so strong it was something she would not have dared to imagine before.
It could even be said that her strength now ranked among the top of the Espada.
Her past strength was nothing compared to Ishida Ryuken, but now, if she really wanted to do something, he would absolutely not be able to stop her.
"Do you know?", Kurosaki Masaki slightly raised her arm. Her index finger pointed in the direction where Kurosaki Ichigo was right now, and a spirit bow appeared at her fingertip, with a not very large holy arrow gathering on it.
That holy arrow was not big, but feeling the spiritual pressure contained within it, Ishida Ryuken had no doubt that one shot from it could destroy half of Karakura Town.
"What are you trying to do? Have you forgotten His Majesty's plan?", Ishida Ryuken asked in a low voice, spiritual pressure spreading around his body as he prepared to move at any time to stop Kurosaki Masaki.
"That is your plan with her. What does it have to do with me?", Kurosaki Masaki was expressionless, "I hate him, or rather, I should hate him. And if I want to make all your efforts fail, the best solution is to fire this arrow. Once this arrow is shot, the Soul King and Squad Zero will have to step in."
"Are you crazy? If you fire that arrow, Ichigo and Isshin will all die," Ishida Ryuken said in a grave voice.
He really did not understand.
Starting the plan was one thing. There were so many Espada who could be sent to the living world, so why send this crazy woman here?
Once she was broken, just keep her in Hueco Mundo. Why send her to the living world to cause trouble?
"Let them die then. Anyway, this world might be finished after a while. They would have to die then too, so what is the difference?", Kurosaki Masaki said coldly.
"What do you mean?", Ishida Ryuken frowned slightly, feeling there was some deeper meaning in her words.
"Whether it is Yhwach, Aizen, or that man who succeeds, the final ending is always the collapse of the three realms and the reconstruction of the world. There is no exception. Of course, as that man's subordinates, if he wins, he will take us and the people we care about to his world. That is also the promise he gave you," Kurosaki Masaki sneered as she explained.
"You should not speak those words."
Ishida Ryuken gave Kurosaki Masaki a meaningful glance. Anyone could say these things, but she was the one who should not.
Whether as Rosse's enemy, or as Rosse's carefully trained toy, it was not appropriate for her to say such things to him.
"It does not matter. He does not care about this. Otherwise that woman Shutara would not have had a chance to speak to me. He is actually very arrogant, thinking that everything is already set in stone," Kurosaki Masaki's empty eyes moved slightly. The only things that could still make her stir now were matters related to that man.
The reason she knew all this was because once, Rosse had taken her to his world, where she saw Shutara Senjumaru imprisoned there.
It was only then that she realized there was another woman who suffered the same fate as her. And that woman's status and background were far greater than hers.
Of course, that woman was also far more miserable than her. Her whole body was suspended in midair, tied in an extremely humiliating position.
That day, she experienced what Shutara went through, swinging in midair level with Senjumaru, while Rosse stood behind and pushed and pulled them.
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