Death: This Death is not serious

Yoruichi's eyes widened, looking at Aozaki Mayu in disbelief, and her eyes trembled when she saw the expression of grievance and self-blame on his face.

What...what...

Matsuki did this, actually...actually all for me?

He went to the 12th Division to find Kisuke for me, asked him to make protective clothing for me, and finally apologized for me...

It's just...slippery, nonsense!

You're basically treating me like a fool, and I don't even know who you are?

Shifengyuan Yoruichi was touched for a second, then immediately came back to her senses and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

How could this guy think so much when doing such a thing?

He definitely couldn't stand the temptation of Shiba Kūkaku's beauty, so he asked Urahara Kisuke for help.

Damn guy, he didn't even give me a gift, am I worse than that woman?

She lowered her head and glanced.

Isn't it just a little shorter and a little worse in figure?

I'm not even two hundred years old yet, I'll grow up sooner or later!

By the way, what's up with that woman Kūkaku?

She's the same age as me, how could she grow up to be so enviable?

It's said that the Shiba family has many magic spells passed down from generation to generation, could it be that she...

Thinking of this, Shifengyuan Yoruichi hugged her shoulders tightly, buried her head deeply, and her pretty face blushed slightly.

Seeing this, Aozaki Mayu thought that her nonsense was effective, so she struck while the iron was hot:

"Actually, I have a gift for you too."

Shifengyuan Yoruichi covered her face with her arms, and asked without turning her head, "Where's the gift?"

Aozaki Mayu looked down and saw her smooth neck, wearing a ribbon tied in a bow style, the whole person looked like a pitiful kitten, and her eyes lit up immediately.

"It's a small piece of jewelry, but it's not ready yet. I hope you can give me some time."

Shifengyuan Yoruichi's mind had already drifted to Runlin'an in the first area of ​​West Ryukon Street. She didn't continue to embarrass Aozaki Mayu and quickly agreed.

Then she said "goodbye" and ran to the west of Seireitei.

Aozaki Mayu looked at her departing back in astonishment, wondering why she was so excited.

How should I put it... I should say that she is self-aware, or she is not a narcissist. Giving gifts would not make Yoruichi so ecstatic.

There must be something more exciting happening, which would make Yoruichi behave like this.

What could it be?

In any case, Aozaki Mayu was still curious about her. The less she was told, the more she wanted to know... People are often curious about unknown things.

Aozaki Mazuki thought about it, but couldn't figure it out. He simply suppressed his desire to explore and seek knowledge for the time being and decided to ask Yoruichi the next day.

He still had his own things to do.

Aozaki Mazuki took a last glance at the direction where Yoruichi left, and disappeared from the spot in an instant, running quickly in the opposite direction.

District 76 of East Ryuhun Street, Ni Gu.

Aozaki Mazuki hid in the dark under the cover of night, ran all the way to the suburbs, and found a dilapidated house in a small village.

He didn't rush in.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri had been gone for a hundred years, but Aozaki Mazuki found the breath of living people here.

The faint light reflected several vague figures on the window.

Aozaki Mazuki concealed his breath, slowly approached, and saw the scene inside through the window.

Five men sat cross-legged in the house, with rusty swords placed beside them, and their clothes were full of blood-stained spots.

The five people ate food that they had snatched from somewhere, and the blood on the food had not yet dried.

Not only that, he could clearly feel the blood on the five people, and they must have killed a lot of people.

The areas ranked at the bottom were like this. The unmanaged suburbs were not places for people to stay. There was a serious shortage of various foods and water. If they didn't kill people, they couldn't even survive. It was like hell on earth.

No wonder they ate human blood food. The people here were fierce and brutal due to the environment.

If they didn't kill people, others would come to kill them.

There was no distinction between good and bad people here. They only wanted one thing, that was survival.

"Are they all gangsters?" Aozaki Mayu drew out his Zanpakutō, "This shabby house is indeed an important property for them."

Since he left the Sixth Division where the Second Division's barracks were located, Wanxiang Senluo has been in the state of Shikai.

Aozaki Mayu opened the door with a calm face and appeared in front of them.

"That outfit, the god of death, how could it be here?"

The five people were pale.

They have killed many people, but professional Shinigami are not opponents they can handle, so they usually avoid them.

The opponent came in aggressively and holding a Zanpakutō, which clearly showed that he had bad intentions.

"Don't worry, it's veryIt will be over soon. "

As he said this, Aozaki Mayuki pointed the tip of the blade of the Wanxiang Senluo downward.

The five people watched in horror as the god of death shattered like a fragile porcelain.

The next moment,

severe pain came, blood splattered, and a thin wound appeared on his body at some point.

The room was filled with the smell of rust.

"You will not die in vain. "

Accompanied by a calm voice, a hand inserted into a person's chest.

A series of shrill screams fell into his ears. Aozaki Shingetsu looked at the transparent vessel in his hand and put the soul of the last person into it.

Five people, two of them have the qualifications of a god of death. This probability is impossible in District 62.

Sure enough, the more intense the competition, the easier it is to find talented people.

After all, here, the mortality rate of people without talent is higher.

It's like raising a Gu, only the strong can survive to the end.

Aizen no longer needs these souls, but Aozaki Shingetsu still needs them. The souls he has hidden are not enough to make the Hogyoku.

Shingetsu put away the glassware, without any so-called sympathy or pity in his heart.

All of these people have blood on their hands.

If you have time to sympathize with them, you might as well think about what to eat for three meals a day tomorrow.

What's more, he is a member of the Gotei 13 who maintains order. Killing these The hooligan who disrupted the local public order should be considered a just act.

After knowing this, old man Yamamoto might praise him greatly and even present him with a banner.

Aozaki Mayu stood there and waited for a moment, until all the corpses turned into spirit particles and dissipated, and then he searched the house.

He took out Kurotsuchi Mayuri's note from his pocket, followed the instructions on it and walked out of the living room and came to the bedroom.

The moonlight outside was obscured by dark clouds. In the dim light, Mayu found the secret mechanism hidden in the wall.

After pressing on the wall, a crisp "boom" sound came from under the bed in the bedroom.

Aozaki Mayu pushed the wooden bed away calmly and found that there was indeed a secret passage hidden underneath.

He raised the Ten Thousand Things Sen Luo and gathered the spirit particles on the blade.

In an instant, the blade emitted a faint blue light that illuminated the dark passage.

Aozaki Mayu looked into the depths and laughed.

"Let me see what you have done. Don't let me down, Kurotsuchi Mayu."