People in Naruto, I'm Aizen

Chapter 264 Final Chapter Where do you want to go?

Author: Basic Unit 01

Chapter 264 Final Chapter Where do you want to go?

"There's still one year left... When will this year pass at the speed of light?"

Looking at the ending displayed on the projection screen, the young man lay on the sofa, feeling that his soul was about to be drained out.

I always feel as if my world has gone through a very strange renaissance. Boruto, which was originally judged to be incombustible, has recently caught fire and has produced several major projects. Moreover, the Thousand-Year Blood War of the God of Death is an anime.

When it was full, the tension and expressiveness made him, a long-time death fan, completely satisfied.

How should I put it? The more I wait until middle age, the more I realize that the so-called maturity and immaturity do not depend on age at all, but whether you like it or not and whether you had it when you were a child. When I was a child, I liked watching Bleach, and now I still like it when I grow up.

Look. Seeing that I am almost thirty, it feels like the days when I was chasing death in my twenties were still yesterday. The three major migrant workers have not finished One Piece, and the other two old trees have sprouted new buds.

It made him feel a little inexplicably moved.

Youth, youth is back. It’s not in vain that I specially set up a home theater to watch it.

With such a sense of satisfaction, the young man climbed up from the sofa, squinted at the clearing sky outside, opened a bottle of Happy Water and drank it all in one gulp.

Every time I watch a good work, I always have this feeling of loss, as if I have lost something. Obviously I feel satisfied, I know that there will be better ones in the future, and I can even make myself scream.

good things, but I always feel unsatisfied and dissatisfied.

My heart felt as if a piece of it had been ripped out, and my mind was filled with those cool and fashionable battle scenes and animation scenes. Of course, the most important thing was those few lines of Lan Da's appearance. It was so cool.

It was filled to the sky. After watching it, one person was volleying in the air and cheering loudly at home. The completely immersed audience was talking about him. However, what is more regrettable is that these days have been so enjoyable that he really wants to go out.

Throw out the trash.

"Hey...it would be great if I could travel through time..."

The old man doesn't have much equipment when he goes out, so he just goes out in a simple shirt and underpants.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw a man who looked like Sosuke Aizen walking out of the painting, standing in front of him, smiling at the young man who was throwing away the garbage. And looking at the man wearing a uniform

Wearing a white feather fabric and a black death-defying outfit, with a gentle look on his face, the young man only had time to utter a exclamation.

"Fuck, Aizen!"

"It's just a cosplay, it looks similar, right?"

"Holy shit, Hayami Prize!"

What kind of awesome cosplay is this? Does his voice and appearance look exactly the same?

Seeing the tall man in front of him with a satisfied expression, the young man didn't even know what to say.

What the hell is this? I went out to throw away the garbage and turned around and met Aizen? If it weren’t for the smile on the man’s face, which seemed to be very satisfied with his cosplay, the young man might have really thought that Sosuke Aizen had traveled directly through time and came to

They came here to greet him.

But even so, looking at the tall man in front of him who cosplayed as Aizen Sosuke, the young man felt a sense of wonder in his heart. Whether it was the voice, the movements, or the haori and robe that looked to be made of very good materials.

Even though it was still sunny outside, the man in front of him remained unmoved by the death-defying outfit inside. He put his hands in his pockets like a comic book cover, and naturally assumed the position of Sosuke Aizen.

"Where's my phone? Can I take a photo of you? Take a group photo or something?"

"Of course, I look a lot like Aizen Soyousuke?"

"It looks so similar. I have never seen such an awesome Aizen cosplay in my life."

Throwing the garbage into the trash can stored in the corridor, the young man raised his mobile phone and looked at Aizen Sosuke, who was smiling slightly and raised his eyes, and extended his thumb to indicate that he was this.

It’s not easy to find a Bleach cosplay these days. After all, it’s a long-standing series. Not to mention the lifelike cosplay, which looks like it came out of a painting. Behind every cosplay of this kind is a team support, or it’s a real one.

Rich people have no time to spend their own money to force themselves to produce the best cosplay.

As for the God of Death, which has become less popular here, there are not many that can be called excellent at comic exhibitions. But when he went out and saw a perfect cosplay at his doorstep, the young man felt a little surprised.

.To a certain extent, he felt that the image of Aizen Soyousuke was not even a cosplay, as if the real Aizen Soyousuke had traveled through time. That half-smiling look always made the young man feel...

The feeling of confusion in time and space.

There is even a very strange sense of identity that seems to be wrapped around something.

'Have I seen him somewhere? Why does it always feel like he is very familiar...?'

But looking at the easy-to-talk man in front of him, who performed several classic poses, and even reproduced the scene with hairspray hand names, complete with voice and hairspray, the young man immediately put these questions behind his mind. This is the only person alive who can cosplay.

Aizen's big hands, why don't you take a look at them?

Although I am almost thirty years old and am already an old person, I still get very excited when I face the things I like, right? Who can refuse to watch the reenactment of Aizome Hairspray’s hand name scene? I don’t even know if it’s an illusion.

He always felt that the voltage of the lights around him seemed to be a little unstable, creating the vague light and shadow at that time, which made the young man couldn't help but thank the property management for its delay. If the permanent lights here had been repaired half a year in advance, what would have happened?

But I can't see it anymore.

…But is that really the effect of light and shadow?

Looking at the hazy video on his phone, the young man frowned and tried to refine it, but before he could take a closer look, he heard a man's voice.

"It's fate that we met. How about going over there for a cup of coffee? I'm waiting for people from the comic show outside to pick me up."

The man who looked exactly like Aizen Sosuke pushed up his glasses and showed a helpless smile.

"To be honest, I didn't bring my mobile phone with me when I went out temporarily, and they didn't know where they were going, so they had to hide here to escape the heat. If possible, can you buy me a cup of iced coffee? When they arrive, I will

The money will be returned to you."

"Ah, no, I'll just pay the money. Professional cosplayers like you are rare, and many cosplayers nowadays are like that. That's not to say that love alone won't work, but you still have to capture some characters.

What are their appearance characteristics and personality ideas, right? The same stereotype of tilting the head, blinking, sticking out the tongue and making dimples looks good, but those children are obviously not designed like that, so they look very weird..."

"Well, that's true. But I think there's nothing wrong with it as long as you're happy."

"That's indeed the truth, but people are just greedy and want to see something better..."

How can I say this cosplay of Sosuke Aizen? It has a very mysterious power that seems to be able to soothe people's hearts.

Chatting with him is a complete pleasure. The young man feels as if he is communicating with another person who is more mature and understands him better. Although the opinions may not be exactly the same in every conversation and exchange, he can always get the best.

feedback and repercussions.

Although I don’t know why, the whole street seems to have completely ignored this lifelike Aizen cosplay, but the young man doesn’t take it to heart. After all, it is an old thing from decades ago. When wrapped up, the Haori looks like a big

There is no difference in the white cloak, and the numbers on the back are a little more conspicuous, but after all, the cosplayer is not a monster. Sosuke Aizen looks like a very friendly uncle when he wears glasses.

The moment I walked into the coffee shop, I felt as if I had walked into a different world.

It was obviously the hot summer and autumn time, but there were not many people in the cafe. Only the vending ice drink platform was still lit. The young man scanned his phone with some doubts, poured two glasses of cold drinks, and then walked towards the table where he was sitting.

Aizen on the chair looked a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I originally planned to get you some cooling drinks, but for some reason there was no one in the coffee shop, and there was no one at the counter. So I simply scanned the code and poured two glasses of iced drinks. It was a bit self-inflicted.

, but I think iced coffee is not suitable to drink at this time. Ordinary cold drinks should be fine. Which one do you prefer, orange water or iced lemon? If you choose, I will take the rest."

"Just give me ice lemon."

"Okay, I quite like orange water..."

Passing the ice drink in his hand to the man in front of him who looked just like Aizen Sosuke, the young man sat on a chair and drank orange water. The slightly cool and sour-sweet drink filled his stomach.

It brought a series of particularly wonderful feelings, and also made the young man's head sober up a little.

In my impression, this coffee shop seems to have always been overcrowded. After all, this is a famous Internet celebrity coffee shop, coupled with the unique marketing of buying your own water and the surrounding embellishments, it makes it seem like

Well, it's the same thing. He's quite famous on all the major apps. Today, he didn't see anyone at all. It can't be said to be normal anymore. It can only be said to be a ghost.

But before the young man could think of anything too much, the magnetic voice came from the other side.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know what you like."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"After all, you invited me to drink, and the waiting time was quite long. It was just a casual chat, nothing more."

"That's right, you have to wait for your friends after all. As for me, I prefer reading novels and comics. I used to get beaten by my parents for reading these things when I was a child. Now it feels like revenge. Reading online novels and cartoons every day is not enough.

The more I watched it, the more I liked it, and the more I watched it, the more excited I became, as if it was trying to make up for what was missing before.”

"Compensatory effect, people will always use their present to make up for the loss of childhood."

"Maybe that's it..."

This Aizen cosplayer is a good listener, maybe because he has a good upbringing, or maybe the two of them are really in tune with each other.

The young man felt that his tone was quite aggressive. When communicating with others, people would always get angry for no apparent reason. Only later did he realize that he had said the wrong thing. But he never had that strange feeling in front of this man.

, but normal communication and dialogue.

The anime I like are almost exactly the same, the novels I like can be talked about clearly, and the outlook and outlook on the future are completely similar to each other. It’s the kind of simple view of good and evil that is just for your own good.

.The more the young people chatted, the more enthusiastic they became. They always felt as if they had met a true spiritual friend. If you meet such a person, it is luck. If you don't, you will never meet him in this life.

As they chatted, as if they were just throwing out a random topic, Aizen's cosplayer shook the cup, looked at the man and asked in a low voice:

"Speaking of which, you really like time travel novels and harem novels, right?"

"Yes, I'm not afraid of jokes. I really like time-traveling harems. You said that you will become stronger after time-traveling. That's for sure, but becoming stronger doesn't mean becoming a eunuch. I don't become stronger for the better.

Life? You can’t become stronger just for the sake of becoming stronger, right?”

As soon as he said this, the young man became energetic and felt that he had nowhere to vent his complaints.

“I also like behind-the-scenes bosses, but this type is becoming less and less popular. Weird ones are also available, but there aren’t many. Nowadays, most of them are just fighting and killing, but I really don’t like watching them.

Fighting. What I want to see is really the kind where everyone is happy, and then there are some little laughs and little colors. Although there are crises and dangers, it is not so heavy in the end, and everyone can laugh.

The kind of story that comes out.”

"...You are quite demanding."

"Really? I think the request is actually quite simple. After all, I can chew it without feeding it. I am also an omnivore."

"Is your request a little too loose again?"

"You always have to distinguish between ideals and reality. My ideal would be to see novels and comics like that, but in fact they don't exist, so I have to settle for the next best thing."

How can I put it, communication has a unique charm.

It was as if he had drunk a very strong drink, and all the original vigilance and uneasiness were gone. Facing this cosplay of Sosuke Aizen, he felt as if he had met his half-brother.

, there is always an inexplicable feeling of wanting to talk.

Some things that I couldn't say, things I didn't want to say, and some thoughts that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time were poured out like beans. Several hours had passed, but the sky outside and the coffee shop seemed to have already changed.

It was as if they were frozen, and no one disturbed the communication between the two people. Only the young man drank endless amounts of ice-cold orange water, constantly complaining about his life and experiences.

"If you want to kiss me with a girl, there are no sufferings or disasters, only your own choices and thoughts. In such a world...ah, even though I am thirty, damn, what did I say before I was a kid?

You can't fall in love too early, and end up looking for a girlfriend to start a family and start a career after going to college. You can do it. I don't even know how to please a girl. She also said that she can learn this thing as soon as she learns it. Has she ever thought about it, just because she said

Growing up, I never even talked to girls for more than 20 words a year? But there is no way, my parents simply died a few years ago, what can I do?"

"The same goes for jobs. One year after graduation, you need three years of work experience. I finally managed to get through it, and then I started to qualify for seniority and then start taking exams based on my ability. There have been several sudden deaths around my company alone.

, but if you don’t take it, you can only accept that your promotion is slow, and finally you will slowly settle down. It feels like you chose it, but it’s not particularly satisfying. You can’t find any good reason to refute it, and in the end you can only feel like you are now.

This is how you read comics and novels.”

"If I could time travel, I would find a low-level martial arts world, get a super powerful golden finger, and then have a happy harem. This world will do whatever it wants, and I will be happy. I don't care about that world until the end.

What will it become? Whoever loves the party will be the savior, but I am too lazy to be the savior."

"...The result must be different from what you imagined."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Nothing. If you had the ability to travel through time, how would you like to travel through time? What kind of world would you travel to?"

"ah?"

Why are you asking this all of a sudden?

Seeing what the serious-looking man in front of him who looked like Aizen said, the young man felt that the hazy atmosphere in his mind began to gradually dissipate.

He began to realize that everything around him seemed to be too quiet. Even the sound of machines turning, the background sounds of people talking, and the sounds produced by breathing were gradually digested and dissolved, as if they were the only ones left in the universe.

The existence is the same. But out of inertia, he still expressed his thoughts fluently.

"If possible, I'd better wear it, and then get younger and my body will get better. Time travel to a world where beauties are everywhere, and then use beauties as the main part, with adventures and prophecies. It's better for me.

I want to have some sex, like a male student in an all-girls school. It would be best if my childhood sweetheart has a crush on me, and I want to have some elements of being secretly loved by myself. I think this is the best."

"...Your dream will come true."

"..."

"..."

It's over.

It looks like it should be genuine.

Looking at the man with a serious face, the corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and finally he gave a somewhat ugly smile.

"You are Aizen Soyousuke himself...or rather, a time traveler who looks exactly like Aizen Soyousuke, right?"

"Yeah. You're right."

Looking at the weird young man in front of him who was smiling more and more, Aizen Sosuke nodded sharply, and looked at the somewhat trembling young man, showing a gentle smile.

"To a certain extent, I am Aizen Sosuke himself. Because I have his memories, experiences, past, and abilities. In other words, you can regard me as Aizen in some form, no.

Continuous Aizen Soyousuke. Will you accept this statement?"

"Can I ask why I got involved with you?"

"Because I finally realized where the origin of my current emotional distortion lies."

Lowering his eyes and taking a sip of ice-cold lemonade, Aizen Sosuke looked at the ugly-looking man in front of him, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

"The original Aizen Sosuke, after hundreds of years of time and planning, it was impossible for me to have such a weak attitude and maintain such a good mentality. And the Aizen Sosuke of the orphanage

"Jie, I'm still young, and I don't even know what's going on outside."

"But why do I become so tolerant? Why do I resist fighting so much? I hope to solve problems in a more peaceful way and use better ways to handle things. At the beginning, I thought it was my spiritual evolution.

Yes. But in fact it is not the case. The reason why I am weak is just because your spirit is so shining. You have eroded me, Aizen Sosuke."

"The stream of light that has traveled through countless universes will be worn out and destroyed during the long journey if it does not have a firm will. This is why the protagonists who have traveled through time seem to have become determined and different after traveling through time.

The reason. Because a soul that is not firm enough will itself be worn out. And after your soul has penetrated Aizen Soyousuke's spirit and engraved the memory, the most essential thing has not been disturbed. No, maybe from somewhere

From a certain point of view, it is Aizen's memory that has been imprinted on you as it passed through your mind."

"So, you will definitely regret it."

Looking at the frightened young man, Aizen Sosuke stretched out his palm, gradually letting light bloom around him.

"You will think about saving people, and you will think that the greater your ability, the greater your responsibility. The more capable you are, the sense of responsibility and obligation will cling to your heart like a ghost. But this is also

Give me the motivation to keep going."

"Those who go on for others will even empathize with things that don't happen to them, so much so that they would rather sacrifice their own reputation to save others. This is your essence. No matter what you say, in reality

The result is that you will always make the only choice that belongs to you. And the world you travel to will also benefit from your actions. This is also the ending you want."

"Even I have been distorted by the infection... Your future is not something I can understand at the moment."

"But I would have liked you to have gone out of your way more."

"I wish you can get to the ending you want."

Looking at the figure disappearing in the light and shadow, Aizen Sosuke looked at the ice lemonade in his hand, drank it in one gulp, and looked at the world around him.

There seem to be some rather strange stories and powers within this world that are never found in the minds of ordinary people. But for Sosuke Aizen, this is another journey of searching and chasing.

After sending the other self to the world he hoped for, the rest is time to find knowledge on his own.

Aizen Sosuke stood up, opened the door, and walked into the sea of ​​people.

Under the crowd, the white feathers disappeared into the city.

In another chaotic and timeless cosmic system, the young man slowly opened his eyes and met a pair of pure, ice-blue eyes.

"...Are you awake? Witch Academy is about to start classes. When will you come with me?"

"..."

(I finished the work while holding on to my illness. Although I don’t know what I wrote in the middle and late stages. I can only say that the result of holding on to writing while I was sick was that the illness didn’t heal well, and then the more I wrote, the weaker I became, and then I got sick, with infinite negativity.

The cycle eventually led to this result... I will recuperate for three months and try to fully regulate my body. I will write a new book then. I hope you guys can support me, thank you.)

(End of chapter)