Chapter 39 Summer Adventure 3
In the end, Kurosaki Utsuki failed to send Ishida Uryu home.
Right after she said "No need to change your words", the young man in her arms was empty for a few seconds, and then, regardless of his body that had not yet recovered, he jumped several meters away with a flying sickle kick, and then stared at her blankly with a look of "Who am I and where am I?"
After a while, he wiped his rain-soaked hair and said, "...You don't have to send me off. You should go to Kurosaki's place."
"Like I said, now's not the time for me to meet him." Kurosaki Utahi frowned, but didn't insist. "You can go now. But I still suggest you practice your static and dynamic blood armor. For a Quincy, that's a foundation even more important than arrows."
After she finished speaking, she left in an instant, leaving Ishida alone with his mind filled with complicated thoughts.
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She didn't want to go to Urahara Kisuke's place, nor did she want to go home... As a result, Kurosaki Utsuki wandered back to Beihua without realizing it.
...Even before he realized it, he had already jumped onto Hagiwara Kenji's windowsill with ease.
She didn't walk here very fast from Karakura City. It was already past two in the morning, but the boy was still awake. Only a desk lamp was on in the dimly lit room.
When she landed on the windowsill, Hagiwara Kenji was taping a piece of written paper to the window, facing outward. She glanced at it and saw the words "If you need me, feel free to wake me up."
Seeing her appear, the boy paused, then immediately opened the window for her with joy and let her in.
Kurosaki Utahi didn't hesitate. She put her shoes on the windowsill and walked into the room. "How did you know I would come?"
"I didn't know you were coming." Hagiwara Kenji crumpled up the paper he had intended to stick on the window, but he was still straightforward when he started to explain, "I just thought that Kurosaki-chan might want to complain to me about something. What if she really comes... Is Kurosaki-chan hurt?"
Kurosaki Utsuki was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that she had not had time to wipe the blood off her face since the battle with Kuchiki Byakuya.
"No." She said, and went straight to get the wet wipes on the table, "It belongs to someone else."
Since she wasn't injured, Hagiwara Kenji felt relieved. He sat beside the bed and watched her wipe his face quietly before speaking again: "I feel like Kurosaki-chan is a little different today."
Kurosaki Utsuki looked over and admitted bluntly, "Did you notice?" She tilted her head, "I'm not in my right mind right now."
"Eh hey hey?"
"I'm not having a seizure, just a little confused." She rubbed her chin with one hand, a thoughtful expression on her face. After a moment, she said with certainty, "I still remember your name, Jinpei Matsuda, right?"
Hagiwara Kenji was shocked: "Huh?!"
"Just kidding." The orange-haired girl waved her hand dismissively. "Hagiwara-san is even funnier than usual."
Hagiwara Kenji's face twitched slightly.
He didn't think his reaction just now was funny. Instead, the girl in front of him was completely different from usual. She was so straightforward that she seemed like a different person.
"Kurosaki-chan, what exactly happened?"
Ending the battle without taking any damage should have been a good thing, but there were traces of blood left, which meant that the opponent was not a Hollow who would turn into spirits after death. In that case, he must be a god of death. Could this be the "stupid thing" that Geto Suguru mentioned?
Has she declared war on the entire Shinigami order, on Soul Society? If so, how many difficult battles will she face? How many companions does she have? Is her brother capable of standing on his own? Can she... survive and win?
Although Hagiwara Kenji was full of complicated thoughts, Kurosaki Utsuki across from him didn't have so many thoughts in her mind, and when she spoke, she summed it up succinctly and concisely -
"The Death Girl I fell in love with at first sight was taken away by her brother."
"I had a fight with her brother, and was about to win when Urahara-san stopped me."
"Dean Ishida's son was also injured. I wanted to send him home, but he seemed to mind my close relationship with his father, so in the end I let him go back on his own."
……ah?
"Intimate relationship?"
Although I was very interested in the "love at first sight girl of death" and the "Urahara-san" she mentioned again, the last sentence was the most important. Isn't Dean Ishida her attending physician? What other relationship could there be?
"Well, Long Xian is my childhood sweetheart... No, my mother's childhood sweetheart." Kurosaki Utahi tilted her head, correcting her subconscious slip of the tongue, "and later became my master."
"Master? In the medical field?"
However, the title "Master" instead of "Teacher" always sounds...
Kurosaki Utsuki denied it, "No, it's a Quincy—Oh, Utsuki hasn't told you yet."
...What is she talking about?
Because she relaxed in a familiar place and met familiar people, her memory confusion seemed to get worse.
“Really…”
Is it okay to tell such a secret? Is the relationship between this person and her so close?
But if she said they weren't close enough, she felt like she must be quite trusting of him...
After more than ten seconds, Kurosaki Utsuki gave up thinking, sat down on the ground in despair, fell back, and rested his head on his shoulder bag.
"Don't worry about me. I'll be back to normal when I wake up tomorrow morning."
As the orange-haired girl closed her eyes peacefully, Hagiwara Kenji beside her was stunned.
Before he could react to Kurosaki Utsuki's strange tone of "Utsuki this and that" just now, he was hit by a new reality.
When I wake up tomorrow morning...does that mean I have to stay in his room overnight?
No, of course not. Tomorrow is Saturday anyway. His parents are busy with the new store and have to go out early. His sister also has an appointment with a friend. No one will disturb his room all day, and she will not be discovered by his family. Besides, it is not the first time.
What he needed to say now was that he was very willing to give up his bed. How could he let an exhausted girl sleep on the cold floor?
But the person who said he wanted to sleep opened his eyes again without knowing when.
"Even though Ge Xi cares about you so much, why would she refuse to admit that she considers you an important friend?"
Hagiwara Kenji's breathing stopped, and the words he was about to persuade people to go to bed were immediately forgotten.
"Who are you?"
Although I don’t feel any danger, is there something wrong with the current situation?
The orange-haired girl pursed her lips. "Who am I? I'm not quite sure. I'm Kurosaki Utsuki, and also Kurosaki Masaki, with a bit of Hollow mixed in... It's terrible. The side effects today seem to be worse than before. It's like going back to six years ago."
This sentence contained so much information that the young man beside him was stunned.
He knew that Kurosaki Utsuki's mother's name was Masaki, and he also knew that six years ago was the year her mother died, and also the year she was able to share her brother's power. Could it be that -
"Did Kurosaki-chan experience any side effects when she gained her brother's spiritual power?"
"It's not really a side effect," the girl replied without hiding anything, as if she wanted to use this important secret to prove the "important friend" she had just mentioned. "It's just that I gained my mother's memories before she was seventeen."
"Ge Xi and I come from completely different families, and our personalities don't seem to be very similar, but it's hard to say whose life is happier."
Hagiwara Kenji swallowed imperceptibly and said nothing.
At 2:30 in the morning, in a dimly lit room, a girl was whispering to herself, sometimes calling herself "Ge Xi" and sometimes "I". It seemed like she randomly switched between different personalities after speaking a few words, which sounded very strange.
But he didn't feel even a little scared. He had already sorted out the situation - the girl's words were influenced by confused memories. She was essentially the same person. When the time she mentioned "after waking up" came, she would be able to reclassify these memories and label the memories that did not belong to her.
"So, Hagiwara-kun."
The girl raised her upper body slightly, her brown pupils staring at him. He didn't know who the person talking to him at this moment thought she was, but he felt sincerely sad for her experience and her pain.
Then, the girl finally spoke again, a gentle and bright smile on her lips——
"Please take good care of my Ge Xi from now on."
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It was already dawn when Hagiwara Kenji woke up.
He didn't remember when he fell asleep, he only remembered that he sat down on the floor with his back against the bed while chatting. It must have been the girl who was in the room at the time who later moved him to the bed, using the princess carry he was used to.
Come to think of it, the blood stains on Kurosaki Utsuki's clothes looked like she had once princess-carried an injured person. Perhaps this was "Dean Ishida's son." He was actually a little concerned, but in the early morning hours, he didn't think to ask anything, as it would have seemed like taking advantage of someone's misfortune.
The overnight guest was no longer in the room. He stood up and looked around, noticing a folded piece of paper on the table. He opened it and saw the handwriting of Kurosaki Utsuki. The tone of the writing sounded vicious, yet tinged with a hint of tsundere.
"Forget what happened last night!!!"
He felt like laughing, staring at the paper for a while, the angry face of the orange-haired girl appeared in his mind, and finally he let himself laugh out loud.
He could no longer clearly remember the content of their conversation before falling asleep, but he vaguely remembered complaining about Mr. Urahara.
As he carefully put the pages into the folder, he couldn't help but think that even if he died and went to Soul Society, he would never meet another girl as special as Kurosaki Utsuki.
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At the same time, the "special" Kurosaki Utsuki had already immersed herself in a bathtub set to keep the temperature insulated.
Even though her mind was still filled with shameful memories of the early hours that had made her so embarrassed she wanted to run off the planet, she had more important things to do than dig her toes into the floor.
For safety reasons, the bathtub was only half filled with water. She glanced at her phone, confirmed the email sent to her by Kisuke Urahara, and then completely immersed her consciousness in the spiritual world.
It was a skyscraper that always made her feel magnificent no matter how many times she saw it. It was her brother's spiritual world, where all of her brother's talents and powers existed.
Of course, the same goes for the Zanpakutō's soul.
"Long time no see," the orange-haired girl stood still in the air, the tightly grasped katana emitting a little crimson light. "Zangetsu, or Xiaobai, before my brother arrives, fight with me first."
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