At night, a full moon hung high in the sky.
"What's wrong? You're not sleeping in the middle of the night. This is not your style, Stark."
Kimura Muyang walked to the roof from below and looked at Stark who was sitting there quietly with his back against the corner looking at the moon and said.
"nothing."
Stark looked at the moon, turned his head after a while, raised his eyes, glanced at Kimura Muyang who had already come to him, said softly, and then turned to look at the moon in the sky again.
"Haha~~"
With a soft smile, Kimura Muyang sat down next to Stark, took out two small wine bottles from his arms, and handed one to Stark. Kimura Muyang raised his head and took a sip, and the spicy wine flowed down his throat. , Kimura Muyang suddenly felt a comfortable feeling in his heart. Sure enough, the feeling of liquor is more nostalgic!
"How about the moon in this world, compared with Hueco Mundo."
"There is no full moon in Hueco Mundo. The moon in Hueco Mundo will always be the same crescent moon."
Stark whispered, then unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a big sip of the wine Kimura Muyang handed him.
"Cough~cough~cough~cough~"
As soon as he raised his head and took a sip, Stark immediately started coughing with a flushed face, and his whole body felt bad.
"What kind of wine is this? Why is it so spicy!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Kimura Muyang couldn't help laughing loudly when he saw Stark drinking a lot of white wine like this and then choking on the white wine.
"You guy."
Seeing Kimura Muyang's gloating look, Stark couldn't help but said dissatisfiedly, with a very melancholy expression on his face.
"This is the wine from my hometown."
Kimura Muyang's smile diminished slightly, the smile on his face faded, he turned his head to look at the moon in the sky, and said with a hint of melancholy in his tone.
"Hometown.?"
Hearing the place spit out by Kimura Muyang, an unknown meaning appeared on Stark's face. Where is his hometown? Hueco Mundo
"However, although I talk about my hometown like this, it is just a thought in my heart now. Who can tell where my hometown is now? Maybe it is just a thought in my heart."
Kimura Muyang shook the wine bottle in his hand, his thoughts were flying, and he said softly.
"However, this is my home now, here are my friends, here are my bonds, and this is our 'stable area'."
"What do you think, Stark?"
"Well, it's really troublesome."
Stark stood up, stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, his tone was a bit tired, but the expression on his face was a bit subtle.
"On a quiet night like this, it's better to have a good sleep, but there is always a strange feeling tonight, as if something important is about to happen."
"However, I won't stay here with you. I'd better go back and have a good sleep. I've been dragged into sparring lately, and I haven't had the chance to have a good sleep."
Stark waved his hand and walked downstairs, his posture as free and easy as ever, and the previous feeling of depression and melancholy disappeared completely.
"Ah~~"
Kimura Muyang waved his hand at Stark's back, still sitting there, holding the wine bottle in his hand and drinking slowly. Although his eyes seemed to be looking at the full moon in the sky, when he got closer, he could see that At this time, Kimura Muyang's eyes had no focus. It was obvious that he was not really admiring the moon, and his thoughts had already wandered to nowhere.
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"The person during the day."
Lying on his bed, Kurosaki Ichigo didn't feel sleepy at all, and his mind was turning over and over again the figure of the woman he saw during the day. Of course, this was definitely not because he reached puberty and became interested in women's bodies, but because the stunning way that woman appeared during the day and the things she did couldn't let Kurosaki Ichigo put it down.
Just when Kurosaki Ichigo's thoughts were running wild, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at his window.
"This is."
A black butterfly flew in from his window, and then in Kurosaki Ichigo's slightly panicked eyes, a woman wearing a black kimono slipped into his room.
"What? This guy."
Looking at the familiar figure appearing in front of him, Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't help but think of everything he saw during the day.
The woman in black moved her hand and gently placed it on the knife on her waist. She recalled the scene she saw during the day. This woman cut a huge monster in two with one swing of the knife. Kurosaki Ichigo's heart suddenly rose. Feeling panic, he stepped back and leaned against the wall. Kurosaki Ichigo asked.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
"Very close."
As if she didn't hear Kurosaki Ichigo's words, the woman in black kimono jumped down from Kurosaki Ichigo's table, holding the sword at her waist with one hand, her face solemn.
"What's so close, you idiot!!"
Seeing that the guy who didn't know his origin actually ignored him, and was muttering something alone there, Kurosaki Ichigo's head felt hot, and the trace of uneasiness he had towards her was immediately suppressed, and he walked up He kicked her in the front and knocked her to the ground.
"Who are you? What are you doing sneaking around here?"
Pointing at the person lying on the ground, Kurosaki Ichigo asked dissatisfiedly.
"You could see me? And you kicked me?"
The woman lying on the ground turned her head and looked at Kurosaki Ichigo with a look of disbelief on her face. She was obviously in disbelief at being seen and attacked by a human being.
"I don't know what you're talking about? Of course I see you."
"You're the guy I met on the street this morning."
"You just found out now."
"It's impossible for ordinary people to see me."
The woman in black reached out and touched Kurosaki Ichigo with some doubts, and was very curious about this human being who could actually see and touch herself.
"I do not know what you're talking about!"
Kurosaki Ichigo pushed the woman's hand away dissatisfied and kicked her.
Easily avoiding Kurosaki Ichigo's kick, the woman in black jumped up and stepped on Kurosaki Ichigo's head. Her body landed on the ground as lightly as nothing.
"You guy!!"
Kurosaki Ichigo, who was kicked to the ground, turned around and looked at the woman in black, gritting his teeth.
"Then let me tell you."
The woman in black turned around with a serious expression on her face,
"I am Death!"
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On the rooftop of Anding District, Kimura Muyang was still sitting there slowly drinking wine, his unfocused eyes facing the moon, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"What's wrong? You look worried?"
Putting a coat on Kimura Muyang, Suzuki Nan, who came up at some point, leaned against him and whispered softly, his tone seemed very gentle.
"It's Nan."
Kimura Muyang came back from his thoughts, glanced at Suzuki Nan sitting next to him, called out softly, and then picked up the wine bottle in his hand and took another sip.
"Is there anything troubling you?"
Seeing Kimura Muyang drinking from a bottle, Suzuki Nan asked in a low voice, her tone as gentle as ever.
"You can also feel what is happening now."
"Um"
Responding softly, Suzuki Nan looked in one direction. There were several reiatsu reactions there, and one of them was Ichigo Kurosaki who came here often during this period. And beside him, there was another Two spiritual pressures, one of which is the spiritual pressure of the Shinigami, and the other is Hollow.
"Are you worried about Kurosaki Ichigo?"
Suzuki Kusu asked strangely, "Judging from Kurosaki Ichigo's words, you shouldn't worry. Kisuke will take care of it."
Kimura Muyang shook his head gently. He was not worried at all about Kurosaki Ichigo. His current reaction was not so much worry as it was about the upcoming "The Legend of Kurosaki Ichigo" that he had watched in his previous life. A strange feeling from the Bleach manga.
The scenes I saw on the screen before were about to be shown in front of me. Even I was not just a spectator, but also played an important role in the plot I was familiar with in my previous life. This strange feeling was It is indescribable, and cannot be said and shared with others. One can only feel his own unique mood in his heart.
Seeing Kimura Muyang shaking his head and saying nothing, Suzuki Nan stopped asking any more questions. As a smart woman, she knew that at this time, it was enough for her to just stay aside quietly. Moreover, isn't it exactly what she has been looking forward to, accompanying Kimura Muyang quietly like this
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"Pfft~~"
A cloud of blood spurted out in front of Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes. Looking at the woman in black who was bitten by the monster named 'Void' in front of him, a strange feeling arose in Kurosaki Ichigo's heart. Feel.
Why did this guy who called himself the God of Death stand in front of him so desperately? Why could she make such a sacrifice regardless of her own life for herself who didn't even know her name
At this moment, Kurosaki Ichigo had a strange feeling in his heart towards this woman who called herself the God of Death, and for the first time, he had an inexplicable feeling about the profession of Death.
After struggling hard to push back the void, the woman in black fell to the ground helplessly.
"grim Reaper!"
Kurosaki Ichigo cried out.
"You idiot, you can't defeat him alone. Didn't I warn you just now? Or do you think that as long as he eats your soul, all this will stop? This will only become a bait for those guys! "
After struggling to crawl under a telephone pole and sitting with his back against the telephone pole, the black-clad Shinigami asked Kurosaki Ichigo: "Do you want to save your family?"
"Nonsense, what can I do?"
"There is only one way," the black-clad Death God pointed the Zanpakuto blade in his hand at Kurosaki Ichigo, "You become a Death God!"
(End of chapter)