A foreigner's journey

After returning to the state of the Shinigami, Toshiro Hitsugaya and Rangiku Matsumoto were not surprised that Heather's parents could see them.

After all, they are the parents of that monster Heather, so it is strange that they cannot see the spirit body.

What really surprised them was that the silver-haired beauty in front of them looked at them with eyes full of "missing" and "disappointment".

"I see, is the 10th Division in this era already so weak? It's really heartbreaking."

Moxi caressed the daffodil-shaped earrings, her voice soft and gorgeous:

"So, Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya of the 10th Division, are you the 'Century Captain'?"

"What?"

Hitsugaya Toshiro is a little confused, what kind of centenary captain? Next to him, Rangiku Matsumoto also looked like he didn't understand.

In an empty house a few streets away, Urahara Kisuke, who was eavesdropping with a device, looked at Yoruichi Shifouin with a serious look on his face.

[Centennial Captain], perhaps the junior Hitsugaya Toshiro and Matsumoto Rangiku don't understand, but Urahara Kisuke knows it very well.

This is an honorific title given to the captain of the Gotei 13 who has served as captain for more than a hundred years.

Since the Gotei Thirteen is a fighting group, everyone from the captain to the team members must constantly experience blood and fire fighting, and it is very easy to suffer "combat attrition", especially the captain.

Don't think that the captain can just sit back and relax. Once he encounters an opponent like Daxu who is difficult for ordinary death gods to deal with, the captain needs to personally take action. According to statistics, 90% of the deaths of captains and vice-captains since the establishment of the Gotei 13 were in the line of duty during battles with Hollows.

Those who can safely serve as captain for more than a hundred years are all masters among masters, and they are also very few in the history of Soul Society.

Today, the Gotei 13 only have four [100-year captains]: Genryu Sai Shigekuni Yamamoto, Hana Retsu Uno, Kyōraku Shunsui, and Ukitake Jūshirō.

Kisuke Urahara had previously investigated that Heather's father, Haisuzan, was an extraordinary chef who had been interviewed on many televisions, and her mother, Moxi, was a famous translator who was proficient in Danish, German, French, English and Chinese. .

Both of them had nothing to do with the God of Death. Originally, Kisuke Urahara was wondering why such 'ordinary' parents would give birth to a freak like Heather. Now looking at their attitude towards the God of Death, it is obvious that they have misunderstood their own origins and life experiences. Made a forgery.

"Moxi, the two of them don't even understand what 'Century Captain' means."

In the living room, Su Zhan casually tied his slightly curly black hair into a pigtail and said in a deep voice:

"Asking is in vain."

The implication is that these two are incompetent rookies, so don't waste any effort.

Hitsugaya Toshiro's face turned red, and he chanted the purpose of his trip over and over in his heart before he broke out: "I came here to explain to Heather's family about him..."

Before he finished speaking, Suzhan waved his hand and interrupted Hitsugaya: "You just need to tell me whether that kid Heather is dead."

"Uh, no, no..."

"Is Orihime injured?"

"No, no..."

"That's fine. It's summer vacation, and they can go wherever they want. However, I discovered yesterday that my sun hat and suitcase were missing, and two bottles of sunscreen oil were missing on the bathroom shelf."

Su Zhan looked at Moxi with a little doubt: "Is there a beach in Soul Society?"

"No." Moxi placed the delicate flowerpot with daffodils on the windowsill, took a few steps away to inspect the beauty of the layout, and said without looking back:

"There are many large lakes in Soul Society, but there is no sea. Those two children don't think of the lake as a beach, right? I have already said that the whole family should go to Hawaii together last summer vacation, but you just don't agree, and the whole family has obviously voted Passed.”

"Wait a minute! Why didn't I know that there was a family voting part during last summer vacation?" Rebecca quit and screamed: "Am I being excluded? This is bullying! Bullying!"

Qishi stood beside him coldly: "Maybe it's because your opinion is considered a 'waste vote'."

"Ah——??" Rebecca's eyebrows were raised in a figure eight shape, her eyes widened, and she stared at Su Zhan.

Suzhan pinched his eyebrows: "Rebecca, at 10:21 a.m. on July 28 last year, your parents asked you what your plans were for the summer vacation. It was you who said you wanted to run away from home and burn Karakura Town to the ground. He also said that he was going to build a toy gun processing and assembly factory at the garbage dump in Naruki City next door, and let your parents invest money for you. Can you remember it carefully? "

"Uh..." Rebecca pointed her finger on her chin, tilted her head and looked up, falling into a long state of waiting for memories.

After calming down his little daughter, Su Zhan looked at the stunned captain and vice-captain of the 10th Division: "So, you don't even understand why you were sent here?"

"The reason?" Hitsugaya Toshiro's mind became increasingly confused: "What on earth are you..."

Moxi set up the flower pots, turned around and sighed: "Oh, the young people of the 10th Division are really not easy to worry about now."

In the shocked eyes of Hitsugaya Toshiro and Matsumoto Rangiku, the silver-haired beauty in front of them was wrapped in black mist. The original white women's suit was replaced by a black death suit. The cape-like white feathers were gently fluttering behind her, and her hair was originally tied into a bun. Her long silver hair hangs down to her waist, and the silver hair on her temples is braided. Her whole temperament has undergone a huge change.

In an empty house a few streets away, Urahara Kisuke felt the unfamiliar spiritual pressure with a hint of familiarity, and rarely showed a surprised expression: "She, she is..."

"Impossible, isn't she dead?" Si Fengyuan Ye Yi also looked in disbelief.

"First meeting, juniors of Division 10."

With a faint smile on her face, Moxi raised her hand and said hello:

"You can call me—"

……………………

【mercy】.

It was still raining in the sky, and Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni stood in front of a cemetery. There was nothing on the tombstone, only this name was engraved on it.

Vice-captain Quebu held an umbrella and stood aside silently.

After a long time, the captain sighed: "Changjiro, did I do something wrong?"

Quebu immediately said: "Lord Genryusai, you did nothing wrong. At that time, the Seireitei and the world were in turmoil, and you made a choice to protect the stability of the two worlds. Miss Mercy regards you as a father, and she must also... "

"However, the 10th Division was destroyed as a result, and Mercy was forced to stay away from Soul Society and never come back."

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni looked at the name on the tombstone and gradually clenched his fists:

"As of now, all the forty-sixth central chamber has been destroyed, and the Soul Society has not fallen into chaos because of the loss of the forty-sixth central chamber. Now it seems that I made the wrong choice."

"Lord Genryuzhai..."

"Just because of this ridiculous reason [the Zanpakutō is too dangerous and will cause unpredictable harm to Soul Society], Central Room 46 asked her to lead the 10th Division to die."

The captain sighed like a real old man:

"For more than a hundred years, I have always been thinking, what if I didn't agree with that order? Oh, I am really old, especially after seeing her son, it is easier to fall into this kind of sadness."

"There has been no news about Mr. Suzhan and Miss Mercy for more than a hundred years, which shows that they are living a good life."

Jiro Chojiro comforted him: "Mr. Suzhan has fulfilled his original promise."

"Bah! I never agreed to marry my daughter to him!"

It's okay not to mention this. When the captain mentioned quick slash, he blew his beard and stared in anger:

"If it weren't for that kid being Huan Hai's disciple, I would have chopped him down with a knife! Burnt him to ashes!"

All of this started one hundred and twenty years ago.