Shinigami Uchiha Madara

As night fell gradually, the hazy night once again enveloped Rukongai.

No trace was visible on the empty streets, and all the residents returned to their houses.

I have to say that although Rukongai is a peaceful and peaceful place, it lacks a certain amount of fun. On weekdays, the residents of Rukongai are playing soy sauce and enjoying a good life peacefully.

The gloomy cold wind whizzed past, sweeping down the fallen leaves hanging on the branches.

Although the night was exceptionally quiet, the unremarkable cabin was different, full of laughter.

Especially that immature girl's voice is as sweet as the sound of nature.

Yingying candlelight illuminates the whole room, making the three people no longer lonely in the night.

Of course, it is more Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin talking, while Uchiha Madara is listening.

"Mr. Madara, when are you going to leave?"

Matsumoto Rangiku tilted his head and smiled and said, "I wish Mr. Madara could stay longer."

Looking at the look of expectation in Matsumoto Rangiku’s eyes, Uchiha Madara was unbearable, but still calmly said, “Three days, I only have three days of vacation. After three days, I’m leaving here, and then Gotei 13 The entrance ceremony of the team."

"Is it only three days?"

The color of hope in the middle of the eyes gradually faded, becoming dull and dull. She sighed in disappointment and stopped talking.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and even Ichimaru Gin remained silent.

Although the sudden appearance brought them a huge surprise, the short stay also made them feel sad.

"Now, Rangiku, Mr. Madara, he is going to join Gotei 13, we should be happy for him."

Ichimaru Gin couldn't bear to see Rangiku's grief and quickly changed the subject.

"Well, it's a good thing for Mr. Madara."

Matsumoto Rangiku smiled forcefully, even though she was reluctant to leave Uchiha Madara, she was sincerely happy for him. Although she is only a young girl, becoming a Shinigami is a beautiful dream she longs for.

"Mr. Madara, which squad do you plan to join? With your talent, you must have the right to choose the squad freely."

Ichimaru Gin squinted, and an imperceptible cold light flashed from the depths of his pupils. This gaze is not aimed at Uchiha Madara, but at the man from the fifth squad.

From that day on, he was willing to turn into an icy snake, and began to addicted to people with his sharp teeth. Using that addictive mouth, he roared "Guardian".

This is the meaning of this gaze, and it is the only mission of Ichimaru Gin from now on!

Uchiha Madara calmly responded: "The squad? I didn't think about it too much. But if I had to make a choice, maybe it was the eleventh squad..."

"Hey, it's the same as I guessed. The eleventh squad, a squad that advocates combat, seems to be suitable for Mr. Madara."

Ichimaru Gin squinted like a fox and said, "If it were me, I would choose the fifth team."

Uchiha Madara's mouth showed an arc of admiration, and he could see that Ichimaru Gin had unwavering determination.

This determination is as deep as the sea, as firm as the mountain Madara, and floating like a cloud.

This determination is unshakable, just like the light that guides the way forward in the darkness.

Keep moving forward, moving forward...

Until that man is killed!

"Silver, mine is waiting for you at Gotei 13..."

Uchiha Madara smiled slightly, and did not speak too much on this topic.

Matsumoto Rangiku looked blank. Although the dialogue between Uchiha Madara and Ichimaru Gin seemed unremarkable, she always felt that there was some secret hidden.

However, out of trust in the two, Matsumoto Rangiku did not delve into it.

She believes that there is no need to conceal each other, just because of the trust buried in the bottom of her heart.

When night falls, the cold wind blows, darkness is born, and light disappears.

You can have nothing to rely on in the light, but in the dark, you must guard each other.

Guard with your heart, never give up...

Only for the inseparable feelings.

Unconsciously, the night passed. In addition to reminiscing about the past, at the strong request of Ichimaru Gin and Matsumoto Rangiku, Uchiha Madara also showed Shikai in front of them.

When the two of them saw the fan that symbolized the glory of the Uchiha clan, they couldn't help sighing.

After all, in the heart of every Rukongai resident, being able to own a Zanpakutō of his own is a dream thing.

"Don't be surprised, when you become Shinigami, you will be able to have your own Zanpakutō."

"Oh, I don't know what my Zanpakutō will look like, what abilities it has..."

"Silver, I know your character too well, your Zanpakutō must not belong to the type of frontal combat. Maybe sneak attacks are your style."

"Now, Rangiku, I'm angry if you say that. You see, even Mr. Madara laughs at me."

...

In the dead of night, Uchiha Madara sat in the room where he had lived for three months.

Although compared to a year of student life, this day is very short. But it was the day Uchiha Madara missed the most.

On this day, he removed all the burdens and the shackles of his soul, as if he had returned to the age of Wu You when he was a child.

There is no turmoil of war, no birth of tragedy, only peace that is cherished.

That determined heart finally found solace.

Happy time always goes by like quicksand, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

It's finally time for parting!

Creak...

Pushing open the door and taking firm steps, Uchiha Madara walked out of the room.

"Little ghosts, there will be a period later. I hope that when we see you next time, you will have already put on death-tyrant costumes..."

Uchiha Madara's figure looked heroic under the shining sun.

He didn't turn around, but chose to bid farewell with this back-to-back approach.

"Mr. Ban, I will definitely do it! I will definitely chase after you until I can look up to you!"

A crystal clear drop fell from the corner of his eyes, and Matsumoto Rangiku couldn't make a sound. She mustered up the courage and ran forward desperately.

Immature hands hugged the tall figure from behind, tears streaming down his eyes.

Uchiha Madara stopped. He turned around and touched Rangiku's head with his palm. He smiled and said, "This world is like an ocean. If you can't climb up, you can only sink down."

"Rangiku, if you want to pursue it, then make yourself stronger!" ..

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