Chapter 142 The So-called Ceiling

God is easily mortal.

——You will be hurt by the thoughts of nameless souls and shaken by the prayers of nameless humans. As time goes by, you don’t know when you will easily lose control of yourself because of some inexplicable emotional outburst.

Then comes the decline and replacement.

This process of death only needs one paragraph to be written.

Perhaps it was because the so-called gods he could see, even though they looked high and mighty, were inherently fragile and disgusting, that Aizen Sosuke slowly developed the strange idea that "all the beings born in Takama-ga-hara were false gods" over a long period of time, and then developed the urge to go to the sky himself to take a look.

Compared to the Takama-ga-hara group who could make the big boss feel disillusioned just by showing up, the Soul King who had a stubborn faith in the Seireitei but never showed up was actually better.

——Perhaps their power level is high enough and their status is high enough to look down on everything, but when it comes to paper, once they lose their divine weapons, the gods cannot even defeat ordinary hollows.

"Life is sustained by the faith of the living, and fighting power is accumulated by the souls of the dead."

"They really do rely on humans in every aspect, huh?"

Aizen-kun sighed so nonchalantly.

Although there was a question mark at the end of his sentence, Suzuki Sonoko did not dare to answer him with a "hmm!"

In fact, from the moment Aizen Sosuke opened his mouth to speak, every word related to God in his mouth was like a rain of arrows piercing her chest. After he finished speaking, she felt like she was about to be pierced into a sieve.

Once upon a time, Suzuki Sonoko, influenced by a long list of Soul Society-related gossips she had heard from others, simply and crudely classified Aizen Sosuke and his group of followers as blasphemers whose main label in film and television works was "overestimating their own abilities".

But is this really the case?

Yuanzi blinked without any particular meaning, and noticed that during this short period of thinking, she had already held the other person's hand very naturally, in the childish way that a child would hold an adult's hand with both hands, occasionally bending the other person's knuckles.

I'm so brave...

While picking at the indigo-dyed thumb nail, Suzuki Sonoko thought this with a sense of despair.

The man's expression was very calm when he spoke, and his choice of words was not extreme. The spaces between the words were filled with plain and natural emotions.

Suzuki Sonoko looked into his eyes expressionlessly, inexplicably feeling that she was about to be convinced.

A person, or some other existence, born extraordinary, has the possibility of moving forward, clearly knows there is a path ahead, and even roughly figures out how to walk that path.

——If his abilities and ideas are up to par, why can’t he give it a try?

After thinking about it, Yuanzi quickly shook his head.

No, she thought, there is nothing wrong with striving to be the best, but any behavior that hurts others for personal gain is wrong!

The man in front of you is a senior boss who fooled most of the Soul Society with just a disagreement. Don't let him brainwash you!

He held the other person's hand and shook it around, probably looking like a small animal shaking off the water after taking a bath, so in the interval of her thoughts, she heard the man's good-humored humming and laughing again.

The laugh is so sweet...

However, even though she tried so hard to emphasize the dangerousness of this man, deep down in Suzuki Sonoko's heart, she still didn't take this "danger" seriously.

It wasn't just because of the sudden sweet connection between them.

Whenever you do business, especially big business, the negative impact of the behavior itself will not be small.

If you grab an order, a company that urgently needs it may go bankrupt. At the very least, the person in charge of the failure may have to step down. If the unemployment problem is also involved among relatives and neighbors, someone may lose everything and his family may be ruined in the process.

The essence of capital is to suck blood and prolong life. Before she was born, the Suzuki family had done a lot of these bad things. After she was born, the God of Wealth was possessed by them. Even during the economic crisis, they could not get any benefits from it.

But in other words, the Suzuki family, which has always been a beneficiary, has been suffering from capitalism for a longer period of time than Suzuki Sonoko herself.

As a very self-aware chaebol lady, Suzuki Sonoko has always been most proud of her level of reincarnation.

Based on this, she has always known that it is wrong to crudely link a person's ability and achievements with how hard he works. There are many things in the world that cannot be accomplished even if one tries hard, and there are also many people who never work hard but have a worry-free life because of good luck.

You always have to consider the objective state of the overall environment, right?

Because of this concept, Suzuki Sonoko might be afraid of a serial killer who is wanted in the news, but not of the leader of the resistance army.

She wasn't very good at describing the subtle difference, but specifically regarding the male mirror in front of her, she was afraid that this person would cause physical harm to her or someone she cared about.

After all, he had the great feat of slaughtering the entire Central 46th Chamber, and also had a history of kidnapping Inoue Orihime to make Kurosaki Ichigo and his men run back and forth.

——But Sonoko is not afraid of his ideas themselves.

She didn't even care about the fact that most of the acts that Aizen Sosuke committed, driven by those ideas, could be called blasphemous and transgressive.

To be more specific:

[Studying how to combine the power of Shinigami and Hollows, and using the Hogyoku to create Arrancars] This was a heinous crime in the eyes of the Seireitei, but Suzuki Sonoko's fear was never about what the birth of such a creature desecrated.

Her fear lies in the fact that these things are very powerful and there is a high probability that they will fight with Ichigo Kurosaki.

She was afraid that Hei Yin would get beaten.

Suzuki Sonoko has a brain that can be led astray at any moment, but can occasionally bring people back. As long as she listens quietly to the cause and effect, she can almost understand everyone without any obstacles.

Even though she herself is a god now, at this moment, she naturally noticed Aizen Sosuke's contempt for her current race, and even naturally stood in his perspective, thinking that it was understandable that he would think so.

This was not because she was bewitched. Yuanzi carefully identified the following and confirmed: she could really accept this indifferent mentality.

So, she raised her eyes and looked at Lan Yuejun who seemed to be staring at something in a daze, and subconsciously shook her head when he turned his head to look at her inquiringly. Then, when the man touched her cheek in a funny way, she turned her head to rub it affectionately and kissed the palm of his hand very naturally.

Aizen smiled again, and because they were close enough, Sonoko could even feel the vibrations in his chest.

Reason can't save a lovelorn person.

The other person was handsome, gentle, and tolerant, and not quite the same as the rumors said. The so-called perception of danger was easily shattered by the not-so-objective impression of reality. The lingering sense of intimacy easily offset the superficial fear.

Being handsome is really a plus for her.

While rubbing her head, Sonoko accidentally glanced at her wrist which was bruised (it didn't hurt actually, the bruise had already begun to disperse visibly), but it fell on her smooth skin, and it was invisibly labeled as "painful". It was nothing if she didn't notice it, but once she saw it, Miss Suzuki would habitually want to act spoiled.

The specific manifestation is that she really wants to find someone to hum to.

Yes, that's right.

Although Suzuki Sonoko had the audacity to speak to the boss, at this moment, she gritted her teeth and barely managed to resist the urge to act coquettishly with Aizen Sosuke.

But why not...

Just like she might have nightmares if she didn't sleep with her mother before the age of five, with such a big guy like Aizen in front of her, if she wasn't allowed to act coquettishly and hum a few times, she would feel so wronged that she wanted to cry!

Suzuki Sonoko: I must hold it in!

——The glass curtain wall exploded. Someone will definitely come to deal with such a big incident. Isn’t the Soul Society eager to catch him?

But Yato said that Ichigo and the others' chosen battlefield is in Karakura Town. Karakura is so far away from Ginza...

The next second, Aizen held her wrist very naturally.

"Are you curious about why I'm here?"

Yuanzi laughed and said no...

Then I found that my body was nodding honestly.

Aizen didn't know how many times he had been amused by her today. Didn't Sonoko know that she was so funny when she was cowardly?

Or is it that this kind of intimacy that makes people feel cold at any time is actually two-way, and she also has a beautifying halo in Aizen's eyes?

On the other side, the man, who seemed to be wearing a filter, patiently straightened her hair and said lightly that his subordinates had betrayed them during the battle.

It turns out that Gin Ichimaru was an undercover agent from the very beginning!

After listening to the story that was like an expository text, it took Sonoko a long time to remember: Gin Ichimaru was the white-haired man who almost cut her with a knife.

Although Aizen only told such a magnificent story in a few sentences, Miss Suzuki has always been good at making up stories with her imagination, and her mind is full of abundant materials about love, hatred, turmoil and coups.

To cut a long story short, she can expand on it herself, even arranging the storyboards well, plus a little bit of emotional projection that is beyond her control, and it makes people feel the same way, as if her father is still busy working diligently, but when he turns around, the ill-intentioned directors of the consortium are plotting to usurp the throne.

It's very sad.

If it weren't for the rubble around him, Yuanzi would have wanted to pour him a cup of tea. At least it could warm his hands, right?

As the continuous rumbling noises came again from the distance, the gradually increasing sound waves seemed to be directed towards the building below.

Pursuers...

wrong.

Rescue is coming!

Half of Sonoko's heart finally settled down, but the other half couldn't help but be worried - the pursuers (very good, her first reaction to Seireitei was now only the "pursuers") were coming, Aizen would definitely run away, and she, a drag, would be left behind by him, right?

When she thought that she would be abandoned in a few seconds, the grievance that surged in Yuanzi's heart was three to five hundred times more than when her arms were bruised.

There's no telling when the building beneath your feet will collapse. If the battlefield of the Shinigami penetrates deep into Tokyo, the Onojira Tower will most likely cooperate and issue air traffic control.

Even if the Hitachiin family's helicopter took off, it would have to land again.

If she were buried, she would suffer a lot!

However, the unlucky little fellow had successfully escaped with the remaining three human men. Once they were sure everything was alright, they would definitely come back to look for her. Her safety was somewhat guaranteed. At least the fire department would definitely come to dig her out...

After a few seconds, or perhaps only a moment, Suzuki Sonoko saw a continuous series of shadows in mid-air. Space became like the twisted lines above a flame. Compared to the neat formations of the Shinigami, the outlines she saw among the hazy shadows looked a bit like...

Empty?

As the overlapping shadows came closer and closer, the building beneath his feet seemed to have been crushed to its bones by something extremely huge.

Before Suzuki Sonoko fell into the darkness in a hurry, she vaguely felt a push.

It was as if Aizen Sosuke was standing leisurely in the air again. At the last moment, he condescended to raise his hand to hook her collar on the back of her neck, and then threw her out lightly.

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When he woke up again, he was in the familiar all-white laboratory under the Yuzhu Tower.

In front of her was the old lady Sour Plum who had examined her a few days ago.

The old lady looked at her sleepy eyes, not knowing what day it was, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally sighed for a long time.

"What are you going to do in the future..."

Suzuki Sonoko was confused.

"What's wrong with me?"

"How desperate are you to contract a divine artifact at this juncture?"

Yuanzi thought to herself, what's wrong with that stall? If that stall didn't rely on the contract artifact, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. I don't have time to listen to your thirteen sighs here...

However, the old lady's expression was too serious, and Suzuki Sonoko was so panicked that she didn't dare to retort.

The old lady then continued: "Can anyone collect it as a sacred artifact?"

"You've been signing documents in the Pillar Tower for quite some time now. Don't you recognize Aizen Sosuke?"

Yuanzi said, of course I recognize him!

"You recognize him and you dare to take him as a divine weapon!"

The old woman's face was covered with the seven characters "Are you tired of living?"

"What can I do?"

At this point, Yuanzi denied it: "If I hadn't taken advantage of him standing still and preemptively contracted him into a divine weapon, I would have no future!"

"Then you should think before you act!"

"Aizen Sosuke, is that the person who would stand still and give you the chance to finish reciting a long string of spells?!"

"He just stood there motionless, and you really dared to recite it?"

"no……"

Suzuki Sonoko instantly jumped up from the bed and rubbed her eyes in panic: "What's going on? It sounds like... he did it on purpose..."

"very good."

The old lady touched her forehead with relief: "You had a fever for a while before, but it seems you haven't become stupid yet."

Ms. Suzuki made a quick decision: "Then can I just release the artifact directly?"

——No matter what the cause and effect are, no matter what result the boss wants, why not just not give it to him?

However, the old lady sighed again.

"It's too late."

"Didn't you come here a few days ago? Have you forgotten what the test results were?"

"The causal lines in your body are too complex, and the objects they connect to are all indescribable, which creates a perfect balance. In analogy, you are now the intersection of the causal lines, which can serve as an anchor. I believe that this is also what Aizen Sosuke values."

"Once connected to you, it will essentially block all divination methods. Plus, after transforming into a Sacred Gear, his aura and spiritual pressure will change, rendering the tracking methods Soul Society retains essentially useless."

"But your current body is maintained by the balance between the lines."

"You were lucky this time, and nothing happened to Aizen during his time, but his presence alone represents a new pull."

“Now, a new, more complex balance has developed in you.”

"If any line is broken, you will have to bear the consequences at your own risk."

Suzuki Sonoko hates the phrase "you are responsible for the consequences" the most.

"...He just wanted to hide his tracks?"

"more than."

The old lady said, "The relationship between Takamagahara and Soul Society is very complicated. I'll just tell you the useful part: the Seireitei does not have the authority to review and execute Sacred Gear."

"As long as you do not release him, even if Soul Society captures Aizen Sousuke, his detention will not exceed ten days, and he must be immediately handed over to his Lord, you."

"The general procedure is that after confirming the guilt of the sacred artifact, the lord will first free him, and then the god in charge of this matter in Takama-ga-hara will handle it specifically."

"But your condition means that Aizen cannot be liberated."

"This logic is circular - if you want to execute him, you must first liberate him, but if you liberate him you will die, and if you don't liberate him, he can't be sentenced."

Anyway, he is fine.

Suzuki Sonoko would never admit that she didn't understand something.

"Then," she looked around, "can't we send someone to arrest him?"

"Didn't I just say that Soul Society's tracking methods are ineffective due to the change in spiritual pressure? Now that you, this 'ball of thread', are involved, divination methods are also useless. The rest..."

The old lady sighed helplessly, "You should have read the information about his Zanpakutō Kyoka Suigetsu."

When she sighed, the air in the room suddenly became bitter and cold. Although Suzuki Sonoko didn't feel any pain anywhere, she couldn't help but shed tears when she thought of her body which was on the verge of terminal illness.

The old lady patted her back gently, and the rich aroma of tea made people want to relax involuntarily, but the old lady deliberately created the aura of "I hope you relax", which made Yuanzi have a very bad premonition.

Her premonition came true.

On the other side, the old lady considered her tone and finally used her ultimate move.

She asked, "Your Highness, do you know what a blessing vessel is?"

Suzuki Sonoko: ...

Suzuki Sonoko actually knew.

Knowing this, her originally superficial crying face suddenly became more real. Yuanzi held her head in disbelief: "No way?"

The old woman said cruelly, "Yes."

The garden froze on the spot.

——Aizen Sosuke is not only her sacred weapon, but also her sacred weapon.

The so-called blessing weapon is the evolved form of the artifact, and it is also the proof that the artifact is willing to sacrifice everything to defend the Lord God. Once evolved, the form of the artifact itself will change.

Bishamonten's blessing device, Zhaoma, was originally a simple earring, but after evolving into a blessing device, it became an earring in the shape of a petal that seemed to have several gemstones embedded in it.

This was something Zhao Ma told Yuanzi in person five hundred years ago.

However, for her, the matter is much more complicated.

"A Shinigami is a living soul that has discovered their own hidden weapon form. Because they wield their own Zanpakutō, the gods cannot transform them into divine weapons."

"In other words, if you contract with any Shinigami, the form of the artifact you receive should be the form of his original Zanpakutō."

"From this perspective, the sword you have obtained should be as beautiful as a mirror flower and water moon."

"But according to you, when Aizen Sosuke was in your hands, his form took the form of a single-handled makeup mirror."

He evolved from the beginning.

In other words, the first second that Aizen Sosuke became a divine weapon, he was in a psychological state of "being ready to give everything for her at any time."

This is not the worst news.

After squatting for a while, the old lady asked again, "Your Highness, do you know what a road sign is?"

Suzuki Sonoko: “…”

Suzuki Sonoko: "Maybe... I know something."

This piece of knowledge also comes from Zhao Majun who lived five hundred years ago, because he happened to be both Bishamon's blessing vessel and her signpost.

The old woman patiently explained, "Signposts are there to guide the gods, to help them understand the world and practice good and evil."

"The gods set goals and set standards for themselves, and the divine artifacts that become guideposts are the existence that implements these standards and constrains the gods to not forget their original intentions."

Sonoko said, "Can you give me a more practical explanation?"

The old lady thought for a moment and said, "This means that you may have never thought about what kind of god you want to be or what kind of path you want to take."

"But Aizen Sosuke thought about you."

Yuanzi suddenly felt unwell.

"You said he...thought of me?"

"I've not only thought about it, but I've thought about it a lot, for a long time."

The old lady said that gods will be replaced, but divine weapons will not.

As long as the divine artifact is not dead, every time the Lord God is reborn in faith, Daobiao will not only serve as a teacher, teaching the God how to be a God, but can even fully perform the duties of a god when the God is unable to exercise sovereignty.

"Ebisu, your fiancé—I mean, the one you had in Takamagahara—remember?"

Sonoko nodded.

The old lady said, "His Majesty Ebisu's sacred vessel Yan Mi plays such a role."

"After Ebisu-sama decided on the Shinto he wanted to practice, Yan Mi has been guarding him. He is the one who takes on the responsibility of alternating between death and guiding the rebirth of the new generation."

This kind of character, when doing their duty, can help the gods strengthen themselves, spread faith, and gradually become stronger.

"But once you have other thoughts..."

The constant replacement and rebirth of gods is not really uncontrollable.

Once the Lord God falls into an endless cycle of replacement and is unable to exercise divine power for a long time, the artifact that serves as a signpost may seem like a steward, but in fact it can act as regent at any time.

——Suzuki Sonoko has not yet inherited the throne of her family, but she was shocked to hear that there was already a regent who was trying to undermine her.

"But," her throat went dry, "I remember that once a divine weapon develops evil intentions, it will not only hurt the Lord, but it will also slowly change..."

Before she finished speaking, the old lady shook her head expressionlessly and said that this matter was actually very subjective.

"There's actually no definitive answer to what kind of thoughts a divine artifact might generate to hurt the Divine Master."

"Speaking of love, one of the divine tools of the god Sugawara no Michizane is the plum blossom spirit that has admired him for thousands of years."

"As for those who have evil intentions towards all living beings, Takama-ga-hara distinguishes between gods of fortune, gods of war, and gods of evil. Some evil gods even collect evil spirits as sacred objects."

In short, there are thousands of reasons why a divine weapon might hurt its owner, but the reason why it might not hurt its owner is very simple.

Just do your best for your master.

"Aizen Sosuke, if he really thinks this is good for you—

I'm not saying this to deceive myself, but I feel from the bottom of my heart that this way of removing you from my power and fulfilling all divine authority for you is the best way to protect you.

——Then the artifact will not only not harm its master or alienate itself, but will instead become more powerful by wholeheartedly protecting the master."

"What kind of man do you think is capable of shaking Soul Society?"

Is this even necessary?

A bitter taste slowly rose in Yuanzi's mouth: Since he evolved into a blessing weapon the moment he turned into a divine weapon, he must be the latter!

Thinking of this, her mind suddenly flashed with those words that Aizen once said about despising the gods for being unable to break away from their faith. She felt a chill rushing down from the top of her head and spread throughout her body in a matter of minutes.

She was so cold that she couldn't help but shiver.

From the very beginning, Aizen Sosuke never thought of becoming a god who existed in Takama-ga-hara depending on humans - he clearly wanted to obtain divine power but did not want to be bound by shackles!

Sonoko now seriously suspected that his inspiration came from the time when she had shouted at the Bipolar Hill that she wanted to take him in as a divine weapon.

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't even imagine that there were thousands of Death Gods surrounding the Bipolar Hill, and two so-called Princesses of Takama-ga-hara (she was still a human at that time, and Yato was just a god of disaster) flanking them.

And Aizen Sosuke, in just a few seconds before being taken to heaven by the Hollow, actually managed to think of a way to escape after being captured.

I am his retreat.

Just like what the old woman said, the evolution of the artifact is very subjective. When it was on the rooftop, it was not the case that [Aizen entered a state of mind that was wholeheartedly doing good for her the second after she took him as her artifact].

But before this, Aizen Sosuke often deliberately put himself in this state of mind.

At that time, she clearly just happened to allow a [Death God who wholeheartedly considered her future] to become her [artifact].

Thus, this divine weapon itself became her [Beacon] and then quickly evolved into a [Blessing Weapon].

The old lady was right.

Sonoko thought that Aizen Sosuke must be thinking about her often.

I think a lot and for a long time.

The author has something to say: Wait a minute, there should be more...

In case some people haven't read Noragami, I have explained some of the words. Jinjiang charges extra for characters with more than 167 characters, so this shouldn't have any impact.

The combination of Noragami and Death God appears in the second half of Chapter 51 (or maybe 52, if you forgot, you can review it.

The commenter guessed correctly, Aizen did it on purpose, your boss is still your boss

The part about Zhaoma has been changed