Chapter 1 Kurosaki Utaha 1
March 15, Monday
There must be gods in this world.
Hagiwara Kenji's eyes widened.
If that weren't the case, how could an angel suddenly fall from the sky and land right in his arms?
In the drizzle, an angel in a snow-white dress and orange hair fluttered down along with the cherry blossom petals above her head. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she raised her left hand high up, as if shooting an arrow at the sky. The special silver pendant on her wrist swayed gently.
But she's clearly an angel, and the touch of her arms and chest through the fabric is so warm and soft...and her face is so cute too.
"Um, please tell me..." He started tentatively.
The angel who looked to be the same age as him suddenly loosened his right hand, as if shooting an invisible arrow, and then his whole body became relaxed, and his frown smoothed out, as if he had accomplished some important mission to protect humanity.
"Excuse me--" He continued, but couldn't finish his words.
The angel's deep brown pupils looked over as he spoke, and then in the blink of an eye, the whole person disappeared.
Kenji Hagiwara was stunned for a moment before he looked down at his empty arms. There was still a bit of the girl's warmth left there, proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.
I could still feel the hem of her skirt on my wrist, and when I smelled it closely, I could still smell a hint of sweet mixed fruity scent.
...He just smelled it subconsciously, without any other intention.
Suddenly, a few drops of rain fell on his face, and he picked up the umbrella on the ground belatedly.
In fact, to be honest, the scene just now was not as dreamy as it remained in his mind. It was a sudden strong wind that blew the umbrella out of his hand, and for a moment the flying petals and raindrops blocked his vision.
At that time, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the umbrella, but the weight that suddenly fell into his arm made him freeze and dare not move.
Before holding the umbrella back over his head, he looked up and around, but there were only rain-soaked cherry trees on both sides of the road, and no platform to stand on.
If the girl in the spotless white dress just now was not an angel, then how did she suddenly fall from the sky?
What was she doing with that action that looked like she was drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, and where did she disappear to now?
After a while, he started walking again with his umbrella and headed towards the nearby convenience store. His sister Chisu Hagiwara was still waiting at home for him to bring back snacks.
The image of the girl falling into his arms for those few brief seconds just now was still flashing back in his mind.
"That hair color..."
It looks really good.
The bright orange color, when it caught his eyes, was like the sun breaking through the clouds and rain.
"ah……"
Hagiwara Kenji blinked.
The sky suddenly cleared up.
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After the figure of the strange boy walked away and disappeared, the "orange-haired angel", Kurosaki Utaki, who had just used the flying sickle kick - a special supernatural skill - to sneak behind the tree and hold her breath, finally emerged from behind the tree where she had been hiding for a while.
"This is really terrible - if Long Xian knew about this, he would definitely mock me first and then warn me not to seek death in such a wicked way..."
She brushed the water droplets off her hair, grumbled, and lowered her head, trying to find a pebble to kick with her luck. However, she found nothing, only lightly floating cherry blossom petals on the ground. When she finally found one, she could only hop twice in frustration, her cute little face filled with frustration.
"Damn it! How could someone see me? I might as well just throw myself on the ground..."
Of course, Kurosaki Utsuki is not an "angel".
If she knew that the boy she had just met thought of her as an angel, she would probably laugh out loud on the spot, and then imitate one of her teachers, Ishida Ryugen, and mock him, saying that he was so old and still believed in fairy tales.
There are no "angels" in this world.
"If I had known it would be so difficult to control the spirit particles that prop up my feet while falling, I should have practiced in spirit form first... After all, game controls can only be realized in the game. No matter how realistic the physics engine is, 'Link Time' can't be transformed into my 'Persimmon Time' and applied in real combat..."
In reality, Kurosaki Utsuki is just a half-baked (self-proclaimed) Quincy whose dark history has just been revealed.
"I accidentally slipped and killed the Hollow. I should have used my Death God powers to finish it off... If Goyu finds out, I'll definitely get riled up..."
Also, he works part-time as the city's deputy Shinigami, and is also a half-baked (self-proclaimed) Shinigami.
The main job is to kill "Hollows" - huge monsters that become after the human soul is corrupted, and to bury the souls, that is, to send ordinary souls to the Soul Society to start a new life.
This was originally the job of the Soul Society's Gotei 13th Division, which sent garrisoned Shinigami to various locations in the human world. The garrisoned Shinigami in this city was a member of the 13th Division named Geto Suguru, who looked only a few years older than her.
But this city, which she was visiting for the first time and where she would live for at least the next three years, was truly extraordinary.
"Is it because Mihua and I don't have the same aura? I've only been living here for three days and I've encountered six Hollows. What a joke! How can there be so many wandering Hollows in one city?"
Kurosaki Utaki was already looking at the clearing sky with grief, feeling that she had been brainwashed by the message ringtone that could ring at any time to inform her that there was a Hollow nearby. Even though the only sound in her ears at this moment was the rustling of wet branches and petals by the wind, she could always hear the first few notes of the ringtone.
"There are still thirteen people who died in homicides. What the hell is Beika City? Why did I choose high school here? I might as well go to Yokohama and see the handsome guys on the tennis club at Rikkai University..."
It is indeed close to home, and transportation is convenient. It only takes half an hour by train from where she lives now in Beika City to Karakura City where her home is. The problem is that the workload is really amazing.
"No wonder Geto is so welcoming to help me, an unaffiliated and underage enemy. Really..."
She fixed her hair again and walked out into the warm sunlight, ready to go to the supermarket and then go home. Tonight, Geto Suguru might come to her house for a meal. To ensure that he could have a meal, he said he would specially prepare a prosthetic body—a body container that could be seen and touched by ordinary people.
In reality, however, the Quincies, the superhuman beings who possess supernatural powers, and the Shinigami, the superhuman spirits who possess supernatural powers, are essentially enemies. They have never coexisted peacefully. They fought a war a thousand years ago, and again two hundred years ago, resulting in very few Quincies remaining.
The apparent reason for the war two hundred years ago was that Quincies killing Hollows would completely slay them, rather than purifying them and sending them to Soul Society like the Shinigami. Killing too many would cause the Three Realms to lose balance and collapse. Therefore, when she attacked a Hollow now, she always used her Shinigami skills for the final blow—this day was a special case.
As for the deeper reasons, she was not an eyewitness, and the fragments of information she heard from various sources were not enough for her to piece together a complete history.
Although her ability to cooperate with the God of Death was also due to her own strength and background, it was mainly due to her connections.
"What should we eat tonight..."
It would be nice if Yoruichi could come too - Yoruichi is her favorite cat, but unfortunately she is essentially a god of death. After turning into a human form, she is powerful and sexy, so she can't be petted casually.
As a substitute for Ye Yi's meal, she found a gathering place for wild cats yesterday. It looked like an abandoned apartment building with many cats living in the yard. As long as she brought cat food with her, she could easily catch all kinds of cats.
The only thing that concerned her was the earthbound spirit on the roof of the apartment. It was a young woman, covered in blood. It was obvious that she was an earthbound spirit with a story. She planned to wait and see for a few days before dealing with it.
Although she had always had the habit of briefly communicating with souls before burying them, especially earthbound spirits, and had no plans to change this in the future, she sincerely hoped that this earthbound spirit would not reveal the identity of the murderer who had not yet been apprehended to her, like the murdered souls she had encountered in the past few days. She hoped that she would tell the police the identity of the criminal.
But as an ordinary prospective high school student, how could she expose the culprit of an unsolved case?
There was even a soul that asked her to send a prisoner to accompany it, which was outrageous.
That being said, she had written down all the information she had received from the spirit, and was going to consult with someone about what to do later... Why hadn't her auditory hallucinations ended yet? The ringing of her cell phone... ah, it was actually ringing!
"...I really shouldn't have had such high expectations for Rice Flower City."
Looking at the coordinates displayed on the mobile phone screen, Kurosaki Utsuki curled her lips and quickly took a step forward.
Tuesday, March 31
"A high school student died from overwork while working part-time on the eve of the start of school. This thought-provoking incident will definitely make the news..."
The orange-haired girl in a black kimono sat on the windowsill outside, swung her legs, fiddled with her phone, turned it to silent mode, and quickly turned it back on.
Acting Death God Kurosaki Utsuki is also waiting for work today! ...No.
"I really want to avoid work... but it's Mr. Urahara's request after all..."
How could she refuse a commission from Mr. Urahara, who was so handsome and reliable, and who, despite being so powerful, was still working tirelessly in the field of scientific research? Besides, he had asked her to work in Beika City as a Shinigami agent, which was essentially honing her skills, and the offer was so great!
Her family is a single-parent family. It is very hard for her father to raise four children alone. As the eldest daughter, she has to help him share the burden when appropriate... Although she feels that the happiness her father shows every day is genuine and comes from the heart.
Suddenly, there was a noise from the inside of the window behind her. Kurosaki Utsuki, who was originally daydreaming, was startled and subconsciously wanted to jump down and run away, but half a second later she suddenly realized that she was now in the state of a substitute Shinigami wearing a Shinigami suit. She was just a spirit that ordinary people could not see, and her body was lying on the bed at home. Only then did she stop and turned her head back to check the situation.
She wasn't on her own balcony at the moment, but on the second-floor balcony of a house she had previously chosen, a perfect spot for watching wild cats and earthbound spirits. When she had discovered this perfect spot for watching cats and earthbound spirits, the curtains were drawn, just as they had been when she had jumped up just now. It wasn't until now—
"High school student? He seems to be my age..."
The noise just now was the person in the room pulling open the curtains. Although they were only halfway open, she still saw the face of the room's owner clearly.
I feel like he looks a little familiar. Have we passed each other on the street before?
Wait, is he going to—waaaaaaa change into pajamas?
The orange-haired girl widened her eyes and kept turning her head stiffly. After a while, she rubbed her chin, her cheeks slightly red, and put on an expression that said, "I've seen a lot," and nodded in agreement.
"Not bad—there's a lot of hope for the future, young man."
Wednesday, April 1
...awkward, "A Promising Future" became the student sitting behind her.
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