Division 10.
In the captain's room, Kimura Muyang took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, leaned on the window sill, looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and his thoughts were spinning in his mind.
Ross has become the captain. In about two years, Sister Kiryu will be promoted to the Zero Division, and then Kisuke will take over as the captain of the 12th Division. Then in a few years, Mako and the others will be killed by Aizen. After the Hollow experiment, Kisuke and Yoruichi led their group to escape from Soul Society and live in seclusion in the world for another hundred years!
How should you deal with what is going to happen? Do nothing and just watch the story develop according to the original plot? But Mako and the others are his best friends in Soul Society. Can he really be indifferent to what they are going through
Looking up and taking a sip of wine, Kimura Muyang couldn't help feeling irritated. He was not good at thinking about such things. Even after more than a hundred years, he was still not good at thinking about these issues, especially those involving feelings. Thinking about it made his head hurt. But if it's other matters, he can leave it to Suzuki Nan. If it doesn't work, he can discuss it with others, but what should he do about this matter? I couldn't tell anyone else, so I could only bury it in my heart and grieve.
Taking another sip of wine, Kimura Muyang's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. Do you want to deal with Aizen now
With Kimura Muyang's current strength, he is not afraid of anyone except Captain Yamamoto. Even if Aizen now has the strength of the final battle, he is not afraid at all. Aizen of that level, even if he cannot defeat him, can protect himself. Still more than enough. What's more, Aizen has not yet mastered Bengyu, and his strength is far worse than it would be a hundred years ago. Kimura Muyang is still confident in dealing with him.
but······
Kimura Muyang shook his head. For such a big BOSS like Aizen, Kimura Muyang was still a little wary. That guy's mind is too deep. Even if Kimura Muyang has the advantage of time travel and more than a hundred years of experience, facing a boss like Aizen, a big villain, he still feels a little guilty. Who knows what this guy is hiding? Such a backhand.
Moreover, there was a voice in Kimura Muyang's heart that faintly persuaded him not to change the plot. As a person who had traveled through time, these people he had seen in comics before were like a link connecting him to his previous life, and The plot of the original work allowed him to find a resonance in his heart and fill the emptiness and loneliness in his heart.
How can I do
Kimura Muyang rubbed his brow. This kind of emotional choice made him even more uncomfortable. Feeling the pain in his head, Kimura Muyang couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seems that he is really not good at this kind of thing. No matter how much he does, How many years have passed.
He raised his head and took a sip, but only a small sip was left. Kimura Muyang put the wine bottle to his ear and shook it, and then reluctantly put the empty wine bottle aside. It was gone so quickly.
With a glance, Kimura Muyang caught a glimpse of the Zanpakutō lying aside. Kimura Muyang reached out to pick up the Zanpakutō and gently rubbed it. At this time, it might be a good choice to chat with that guy.
Putting the Zanpakutō on his lap, Kimura Muyang closed his eyes slightly and slowly sank his mind. When he opened his eyes again, Kimura Muyang had suddenly appeared in his inner world.
"You're upset."
"Um."
"The whole world has been affected."
Kimura Muyang's Zanpakutō slowly appeared, still wearing the fresh and refined attire. Although the small paper fan in his hand did not flap this time, his clothes were still gently fluttering in the air.
"I saw."
At this time, Kimura Muyang's inner world is very different from before. Centered on where the two of them are, a hundred meters away is a doomsday scene, with thunderstorms roaring in the sky, strong winds roaring, and even the naked eye in some places. You can see sharp wind blades. But the strange thing is that these strange phenomena suddenly disappeared a hundred meters away from where Kimura Muyang and the others were. On one side there was doomsday violence, and on the other side there was the comfort of a paradise. This strange scene made people feel inexplicably coordinated. , it seems like this should be the case here.
"Sa~sa~" Gusts of wind blew in this peachland-like place, tearing off the leaves from the trees.
"Even here is affected." Feng Xiao stretched out his hand to clamp a leaf and looked up at Kimura Muyang, "Your heart should calm down."
"Quiet?" Kimura Muyang smiled bitterly, "You also know what is bothering me. How do you think I can calm down?"
"No matter how much you think about this kind of thing, there's nothing you can do about it." A smile appeared on Feng Xiao's lips, "I know that you are not good at thinking about this kind of thing."
"You're really right." Kimura Muyang sat down on the ground and leaned against a tree. "I'm really not a good person to think about this kind of problem, but this matter has always bothered me and I can't do anything well. ah!"
"If you really can't understand this kind of thing, stop thinking about it and leave all problems to time."
"Give it time?"
"Yeah, anyway, you can't think of anything even if you think about it now. It's better to put it aside and save yourself more troubles. When the time comes, you will naturally know what to do, as long as you follow your own heart Just do it.”
"Follow your heart..."
Kimura Muyang's eyes gradually became clearer, but he was at the end of his rope, so he left the problem to time and the decision to his intuition. Anyway, he has always done this when encountering such difficult-to-decision situations, but this time the involvement is a bit bigger. After all, this incident involves almost all his friends. If he is concerned, he will be confused. As long as Just put it aside as before, and do the rest according to your heart when the time comes.
After thinking about this clearly, Kimura Muyang's heart suddenly became enlightened, and even the expression on his face became a little more leisurely. He leaned against the tree and glanced at Feng Xiao who was standing over there: "Sure enough, it was the right decision to come to you, whatever. A few words solved what had been bothering me all day.”
"Ha~~After all, I am the person who knows you best."
"That's right." Kimura Muyang smiled slightly: "Now that the troublesome matter has been solved."
"Shua~" The blade passed through Feng Xiao's hair, and the blow missed. Kimura Muyang's face did not show the slightest trace of dejection. Instead, he smiled slightly. With a move of his wrist, it changed from thorn to sharp, and the blade followed Feng Xiao's body. Cut it off.
There was no movement at all. Feng Xiao's body seemed to be floating in the wind, swinging randomly in the air, but he was able to avoid it almost every time when Kimura Muyang's blade was about to hit him.
"Your movement is still so weird, just like a loach." Kimura Muyang retracted the knife, looked at Feng Xiao and said, it's the same every time, this guy is like a fish in the water, his behavior is weird and unpredictable, no matter what No matter how he attacks, he can dodge in the gaps between attacks. He is truly worthy of the word "wind" in his name.
"Your cutting skills are also very powerful." Feng Xiao chuckled, "It's quite sharp. If it weren't for my excellent footwork, if it were an ordinary person, I would have been killed by you long ago."
"Besides, I didn't hide this footwork from you, it's just that you can't learn it on your own."
"Tch." Kimura Muyang spat lightly, "You also know that this kind of footwork is not suitable for me. Even if I barely learn it, I can't integrate it with my other skills."
"However, I think the ultimate secret of Zanpakutou you mentioned will definitely suit me very well. Even if I have only mastered a little bit now, I still feel that this ability must be very suitable for me. You can teach it completely. give it to me."
"The ultimate secret?" Feng Xiao glanced at Kimura Muyang, "You are still a little bit behind now, if you want to master the ultimate secret of the Zanpakutō."
"Hey, no!" Kimura Muyang looked at Feng Xiao and said dissatisfiedly, "You guys are not deliberately making excuses, are you? I am not strong enough to master the ultimate secret of Zanpakuto?"
The current Kimura Muyang, even if he does not release the Zanpakutō, is enough to match the average captain, but how come he is not strong enough when it comes to Feng Xiao.
"I told you that if you want to master the ultimate secret, you must first train your body to a certain level. Otherwise, with your current physical quality, you will not be able to master that level of power. Power beyond our control is a threat, even a disaster.”
"I know, I know." Seeing the solemn look on Feng Xiao's face, Kimura Muyang waved his hands helplessly. He also knew that what Feng Xiao said was true, but he still felt a little depressed. After all, he had never learned the swastika. It has been over a hundred years since I solved it, and I still haven’t completely mastered my own understanding of swastika. It’s really a failure.
"Snapped!"
Feng Xiao suddenly closed his fan, then stretched out his hand, and a Zanpakuto exactly like Kimura Muyang appeared in his hand: "Go out and give it a good try. It's been a long time since I had a good match with you. You have relaxed a lot in recent decades, otherwise, you would have mastered the ultimate secret more than ten years ago."
Kimura Muyang blushed. He had indeed relaxed a lot. Although he still often learned through the competition between Dao Zen and Feng Xiao, he no longer had the same momentum as before.
"That's fine." Kimura Muyang stepped forward, and then the two of them appeared in the vast storm outside.
(End of chapter)