Chapter 4040 Time alone
A few minutes later, after listening to my brief account of the Jiujing family's past, the man's face unexpectedly turned dark.
"Isn't this a big deal?"
"...Um...well, since it's not a particularly big crisis compared to what you and I have discussed? For now."
He pressed his brow helplessly. "It really might not have much to do with the God of Death, but you, judge it using the thinking circuits of an ordinary person!"
"Well……!"
Frankly speaking, the normal thinking process is difficult for me.
He seemed to realize this as well. He glanced at me, then leaned back against the coffee table and sighed, "We truly know very little about monsters. After all, they're not human, their lifespans are extremely long, and their souls aren't under the control of Soul Society."
Simply put, they are unrelated.
The captains of the older generation might know a little more, but after the thousand-year bloody war, Soul Society was severely damaged, and the captains who had been in office for a long time were basically killed in battle.
"Will there be any records in the Great Spiritual Book Corridor?"
"That's possible." The young man lowered his head slightly, frowning as he pondered. "But the documents in the Spiritual Book Corridor are primarily Soul Society-focused. Finding accurate information is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Besides..."
"Furthermore, the Great Spiritual Book Corridor is a restricted area. Even the captain needs permission to enter and read the materials."
I continued the unspoken sentence.
The back and forth process is too time-consuming, but reality waits for no one.
Damn it, do I really have to ask Urahara Kisuke?
"Have you met them already?"
"What?"
"Monster, your sword is called Bonebami Toushirou, right? He seems to be a little injured."
I swallowed subconsciously.
"Have you fought?"
"Hmm... no, I didn't make it in time." My sixth sense sounded an alarm, and I quickly raised my arm to reveal the bracelet. "Kotobuki was indeed injured while I was looking for my brother. Those monsters seemed to mistake me for an enemy, but I-I didn't unleash my Zanpakutō because it has limitations!"
"So, what then?"
Look, judging by the situation, Dong Shilang shouldn't be angry?
"Then they stopped, and I saw Saburo..."
Speaking of this topic, the scene of that day came to my mind again, and I suddenly felt a little sad.
"He said it had nothing to do with me."
I don't know anything about monsters, ghosts, or even who is targeting them.
Only the birthmark on Saburo's neck and the ending of the ghost who was the ancestor of the Jiujing family in the past clearly remind me of the cruel reality.
My chest feels a little tight.
"Hey, Toushirou, I...my aunt is a single mother, and Saburo is her only son." His voice sounded a little weak. "As for me, you know I don't want to have anything to do with the Hongo family. They are the only family I have in this world."
I leaned back against the bed, clasping my hands tightly together. “If, if something happened to my brother…”
Auntie will be so sad that her heart will be broken.
This cannot be allowed to happen.
This must not be allowed to happen, even if—
"what's on your mind?"
"Huh?"
My thoughts were interrupted by Toushirou, and I felt a slight pain in my palm. I had gripped it too tightly, and my nails had left deep crescent-shaped marks on it.
"What were you planning to do just now?"
"I..." He pursed his lips, his emerald eyes unblinking, as if seeing through my heart. "I'm just scared."
"You're lying." However, the other party didn't even give him a chance to make an excuse. "You've just made up your mind and are ready to risk everything to stop this, right, Jiu Jingyan?"
"Just like that time."
Dong Shilang's eyes flashed with a cold light, like ice.
He was really angry.
"No... no..." I suddenly panicked. "I didn't mean to do that. I just couldn't control my emotions. I'm sorry...!"
My well-groomed bangs brushed across my forehead, and I used my hands to push them all away, desperately trying to think of how to continue my apology.
"Well, at that time, I felt that my choice would result in the least casualties... It hadn't been parasitic on me for long, and hadn't completely taken control yet."
If that Hollow with special abilities completely merged with the Shinigami, not only would it be able to use the Shinigami's abilities, but it would also recover due to the replenishment of spiritual energy. Furthermore, when it came to drawing its sword against its teammates, most people would subconsciously show mercy.
However, because of a moment of hesitation, Longyue's team was completely wiped out.
"I don't want to hurt anyone, and I don't want that bastard to escape again, so—"
Before I could finish my words, the arm that was pressing on my forehead was suddenly grabbed, and then my shoulder was pushed hard!
My back hit the hard floor, and as the pain hit me, my eyes met with the boy who was on top of me.
"The option with the least casualties? Yes, that's right. Apart from you and that damned guy dying together, no one else will be hurt."
He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists.
"But have you ever thought about others? Captain Isshin and Matsumoto, Captain Yamamoto, Kyoraku, Hinamori, Grandma, even me. Have you ever considered it? Do you think that you are so insignificant in the eyes of others that it doesn't matter if you die?!"
The figure in front of me became blurry.
"Take more care of yourself... you bastard...!"
"I'm sorry..." I blinked, tears welling up in my eyes. "At that time, I, I really didn't know, because... because I hadn't..."
Because no one has ever taken me seriously before.
Before I settled down in Runlin'an, I wandered endlessly. My memories of the present world were already hazy, even my names were forgotten, but the gazes of the world, a mixture of indifference and fear, etched deeply in my mind.
I know that my flames can hurt others.
So I was taken in by Toshiro and my grandmother, and enrolled in Maou school. Grandpa San told me with his actions, and Captain Kyoraku and Captain Ukitake told me with their words that I was not a monster. I was really happy at that time.
"I... just wanted to protect everyone."
In the end, the one who was hurt the most was himself.
...How ironic.
My fingers easily touched the cheek of the boy in front of me. We were so close that our foreheads were almost touching, and his breath blew gently on my face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Toushirou. I won't—"
Before he could finish his words, his lips were gently blocked.
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The tip of my nose is filled with the faint scent of gardenia.
The girl's eyes were red, and with her crimson eyes, she looked like a pitiful rabbit. The anger in his heart was suddenly extinguished, leaving only a helpless resentment.
Just like before.
“Hmm…”
Due to lack of oxygen, the girl opened her mouth slightly, but this backfired and allowed the boy to go deeper.
The fragrance of gardenias became stronger.
It was a flower with pure white petals that bloomed during the summer solstice. Honestly, based on appearance alone, it was impossible to connect it to the girl before me.
But he knew she liked that.
They had once worked together in Squad 10. One day during his break, he saw her standing in front of a jewelry store with Matsumoto and Hinamori.
At that time, she was still a tomboy with ear-length black hair, about the same height as herself, and looked like a teenager.
Hinamori and Matsumoto were both picking things up in the store, leaving the girl alone, wandering in front of the stall at the door. She was bored and casually picked up and put down those decorations that could not be used to embellish her hair.
Then he saw her gently stroking a hairpin decorated with gardenias. For the first time, she stopped and fiddled with the petals, unconsciously revealing a smile of joy.
Crystal clear tears filled her eyes again, and the fragmented light flowed into the boy's heart bit by bit.
He didn't want to stop, let alone let go.
Just like when I saw her smiling happily and confessing her love with blushing cheeks, my mind told me to refuse, but the next second, I nodded.
Why is this happening?
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My consciousness was hazy from lack of oxygen, and my eyes were filled with tears. I subconsciously struggled, but Toushirou didn't stop.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Master—I'm here to give you some snacks!"
It's Hotaru!
At the same time, Toushirou loosened his grip on me. The moment our lips parted, I felt something brush against my own.
My heart was beating so fast that I felt like I was suffocating!
I used my hands and feet to try to get up, but my body was too weak. Finally, Dong Shilang reached out and pulled me up, leaning against the bed.
"I'll go open the door, just sit still."
...End, I can't respond to anything he says!
"Huh? Shiro-chan? Where's the master?"
"Inside, what's wrong?"
"Oh, Ishikirimaru gave me some snacks and asked me to bring them up to you along with the tea." Hotaru's voice didn't sound suspicious at all. "Here!"
"Thanks."
When I heard the door close, I quickly moved inside again, staring at someone who walked in with a tray.
"Why are you looking at me?"
What are you doing? You… you just…! Ahhhhhhhhh damn it! How is this guy so skilled?!
"...Don't you dislike being called 'Little Lion'?"
Forget it, let’s change the subject.
"Yeah, but he's your family." He put the tray on the table and sat back down. "I'm not the type to be indifferent to the occasion."
Is it still possible?!
"By the way, about the monster you mentioned earlier."
My heart suddenly tightened.
"...Be careful. Also, don't risk yourself just to save others."
Dong Shilang looked at me seriously: "Can you do this?"
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Author's Note: Although I haven't made it clear before, Homura committed suicide in her previous life. After her friend was parasitized by the fusion, she killed him, and then she was fused herself and burned herself with her Zanpakutō. What a fierce woman! (Don't be too fierce here!)
The only thing she didn't expect when she blew herself up was that her teammates from the 10th Division were among the reinforcements.
In addition, to prevent everyone from forgetting the original plot, let me remind you that Metastasia, who caused Homura to kill her friend and then commit suicide, was an experimental Hollow created by Aizen in the original setting. It was created by Aizen (important things are said twice).
Do you know who should take the blame for this? (No)
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