Chapter 44 Soul Society 1
As Ichigo Kurosaki swallowed the Gikonmaru that transformed his soul and left his body to become a god of death, the rescue team's preparations before departure were completely completed.
The orange-haired boy looked at his sister who had fought with him for a week in the posture of the god of death. She was still wearing the long-sleeved white dress she had worn when she came, and it seemed that she had no intention of leaving her body.
"Ge Xi, are you going to act like this?"
Kurosaki Utsuki nodded.
"Anyway, there won't be any negative effects," she replied. "I don't know how long it will take for me to come back. I don't have any Soul-Resilience Pills, and I'm worried my body will break down if I leave it out for too long."
Of course, this was just a random excuse she'd made up. With Urahara Kisuke's ingenuity, he'd definitely figured out a way to preserve her health. She simply felt that not wearing the Death Hegemony suit would effectively lower her opponent's alertness, whether it was a passerby or an enemy.
Anyway, most Shinigami can't easily distinguish between a "Shinigami" and a "Shinigami wearing a prosthetic body", and if they want to confirm, they have to rely on equipment... According to her father.
So……
"Set off--"
Saturday, August 1
How bad is this failure?
Kurosaki Utsuki covered her face in grief.
It’s Soul Society.
They arrived safely, but most people were covered in dust and dirt when they arrived.
Traveling from the living world to Soul Society requires passing through Dangai. Because there are no Hell Butterflies to guide the Shinigami, the "Kuru" in Dangai, which chases and imprisons spirits, will pursue them all the way. Considering that this special gate can only last for four minutes, the existence of "Kuru" actually effectively increases their speed.
The problem is that when he was halfway through his run, he was chased by the scavenger "Jutu", who would kill anyone who was hit by him.
Fortunately, when they were about to be caught up by "Kuto", Orihime Inoue used her ability to create a shield-like barrier. The shield touched "Kuto" and just bounced them all out of the door.
...but this door opens high in the sky.
So there was a terrible situation where everyone fell from a high altitude at high speed. Except for Kurosaki Utsuki and Yoruichi, everyone's landing posture was not so elegant.
Putting aside the question of how they'd stumbled upon this "Kutsu," which only deployed once every seven days, what concerned Kurosaki Utsuki more was the power Orihime Inoue had just used. It was a power system completely different from the Shinigami or Quincies she knew. It was as if the Tsukumogami, nourished by a long feeling of longing, responded to its master.
What is also absolutely not to be ignored is the spirit particles that are several times denser than those in the real world. Even if she does not absorb them deliberately, they quickly fill her with buffs - for the Quincy, it is so comfortable that it is like taking a bath.
The group landed in Rukongai, very close to the border of Seireitei. As everyone excitedly observed their surroundings, Kurosaki Utsuki roughly estimated their direction, then confirmed that she couldn't directly tell which way was north.
However, logical analysis can also be used - if they are on the west side of Seireitei, then according to the principle of north at the top, south at the bottom, west on the left, and east on the right, she should walk left along the edge facing Seireitei.
Then, when her brother excitedly rushed towards the Soul Society more than ten meters away and was blocked outside the huge wall that suddenly fell, she did not panic like the others. Instead, she squatted down leisurely and reached out to stroke Yoruichi's furry head.
"Let's split up here," she said. "I need to find a friend first."
"You have friends in Soul Society?"
"Well, actually, they're Gouyu's friends. Although I don't think my brother would lose to the guards here, I'm not sure if he can get in successfully," she explained. "I'm going to go ahead and come find you tonight depending on the situation."
Yoruichi, of course, disagreed: "Utsuki, what do you want to do?"
"I'm just going to say hello to an old friend on Dad's behalf and ask about the current situation. Don't worry, I'll run away immediately if I see anyone." She winked playfully, "Don't forget who taught me instant movement."
——Of course, it was the black cat in front of her, Yoruichi Shihouin, who was known as the "Shunshin".
Seeing that she was determined to go, Black Cat stopped trying to dissuade her and only whispered a warning: "Be careful and avoid fighting as much as possible."
"Of course. I'll leave my brother and the others to you."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and looked towards the nearby Seirei Gate. The gatekeeper had already raised his axe, ready to fight. A few seconds later, she used her instant steps and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
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Gojo Villa is easier to find than you might think.
Kurosaki Utsuki didn't even ask passers-by, she just walked and suddenly saw a very luxurious mansion. When she walked around to the main gate to take a look, she happened to find the word "Gojo" written on the doorplate.
A modern-world-style mailbox stood at the entrance, a stark contrast to the Soul Society's traditional Edo-style architecture. It was clear that the owner of this mansion was open to new cultural developments from the real world—perhaps even possessed a number of novel gadgets from the real world.
Although he had the option of asking the doorman or the housekeeper to convey his wish to see the person in charge of the house, as a completely uninvited guest, Kurosaki Utsuki did not hesitate for a moment and simply chose to climb over the wall.
A few minutes later, Kurosaki Utsuki, who was lost in the courtyard, was kindly taken to the master's room by the butler.
Leaning lazily on the couch in the middle of the room was a young man in a loose yukata, with white hair and pale eyes. He looked only a few years older than her, and his face was very handsome - she couldn't even look away for a few seconds.
But the white-haired boy didn't care about her gaze, nor did he seem to care about her wanton invasion of his home. He just crossed his legs very naturally, changed to a more comfortable and lazy posture, and pointed at himself: "Gojo Satoru."
The butler who had brought Kurosaki Utsuki here earlier had already retreated and closed the door in time, leaving space for the two of them.
Kurosaki Utsuki looked around the room inconspicuously and couldn't help but complain about the butler in her heart. She didn't know whether to say that he could read the air or that he trusted his master's fighting ability too much.
She was a dangerous person with unknown origins. Was it really okay to leave her alone with their patriarch? If her purpose in infiltrating was to assassinate him, then with the few meters between her and Gojo Satoru, he might not even have a chance to scream for help.
"I'm Kurosaki Utaha." The orange-haired girl looked up at the towering ceiling, confirming that there weren't any secret guards hiding there. She then spoke again, "Mr. Gojo, Geto never said you were the head of the Gojo family."
Although Geto Suguru did say that this family was headed by his noble friend...it seems that there is not much difference between the title of head and the head of the family.
"I've heard about you from Jie." The white-haired boy raised the corner of his mouth happily. "The daughter of former Captain Shiba, well, she doesn't look like him at all."
He is a very casual person who is easy to get along with.
"I look more like my mother, but my brother is more like my father." Kurosaki Utsuki shrugged and then said firmly, "You know the purpose of our trip."
The boy opposite him mumbled, "The princess of the Kuchiki family, quite a few people have come."
Kurosaki Utsuki couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. It had been less than half an hour since they arrived in Soul Society, and the head of the Gojo family was really well-informed.
Speaking of time, she suddenly remembered something.
"I have a question," Kurosaki Utsuki began, "I remember that time in the real world flows at the same rate as in Soul Society, but Dangai is a bit special—it was the early morning of August 8th when we arrived, but just now on the way, I heard two children discussing what to eat for dinner, so it should be the afternoon of August 8th now, right?"
We can't reach the afternoon of September 8th in one go, right? Is Kuchiki Rukia alright? Hasn't she transformed into a spirit particle and returned to Soul Society?
"You're wrong." The white-haired boy curled his lips, and Kurosaki Utsuki held his breath.
She didn't dare to speak, and she heard the boy continue, "But there's good news for you. Today is August 1st. Although I don't know why, it seems you have an extra week."
August...1st?!
Kurosaki Utsuki's eyes widened.
Was it because of the "Kudou"? Because the barrier created by Inoue Orihime collided with the "Kudou", time and space were slightly distorted, so they were thrown back seven days?
In her knowledge, the space-time turbulence generated by the collision with "Jutu" was calculated in units of hundreds of years, so she didn't dare to think about the judgment conditions of "collision" at first... But seven days ago, this was too lucky!
...was it pure luck? Considering that this was exactly the time when Urahara Kisuke began preparing to pass through the Kaimon, it was hard to say whether this was a complete accident or part of his calculations.
But no matter what, having plenty of time is a good thing.
"You came to see me, didn't Jie say something?" The young man on the couch crossed his legs and got straight to the point. "Since she's Jie's friend and the daughter of former Captain Shiba, of course I have to help. How many of you want to enter Seireitei? I'll ask someone to prepare the passes."
He tilted his head, thought for a few seconds, and then added.
"By the way, if you left the team early and didn't know the current situation, the battle at Baidaomen is over. It's your victory, but unfortunately, a passing captain intercepted him."
Kurosaki Utsuki shuddered: "Who?"
"Captain of the Third Division, Gin Ichimaru," Gojo Satoru replied. "That guy is quite formidable... Why don't you look worried at all? Is your companion even captain-level?"
"As for captain-level strength, I don't think I'm there yet." Kurosaki Utsuki smiled. "The one who just fought with the guard was my twin brother. If he was seriously injured or dead, I could feel it."
But it turned out to be the captain of the third division in the villain camp that Urahara Kisuke had warned her about... She suddenly had a bad feeling.
"As for the pass, just one will do."
On the way here, she had indeed considered asking Gojo Satoru to get a few passes; going through the gate was always more convenient, hassle-free, and safer. But on second thought, if anyone was caught along the way and the origin of the passes was discovered, it would very likely implicate the Gojo family.
These "traveling troublemakers" are outsiders from Soul Society. They will escape after saving people. If everything goes well, they don't have to bear any responsibility, but the Gojo family will still have to continue living in Soul Society in the future.
"Is that so?" The white-haired boy raised an eyebrow and, without further questioning, tossed the wooden sign from the low table beside him toward her. "This is my pass as the head of the Gojo family. With this, the guard will respectfully let you through."
Kurosaki Utsuki easily caught the wooden sign, but didn't put it directly into her pocket. "Can you really give me the master's pass?"
Gojo Satoru waved his hand nonchalantly. "It's okay. I often lend it to students. If anyone asks, just say you're doing me an errand." He paused. "But you need to change your clothes. You look like a travel wreck. I'll have the butler take you to choose. They only have kimonos, but there seem to be quite a few styles."
Kurosaki Utsuki had considered this. She didn't argue with him, nor did she dwell on the "seemingly" in his words. She simply tugged at her white skirt and asked habitually, "Do you have any white ones?"
"Yes." The young man sitting on the couch gave an affirmative answer. He leaned on the armrest, sat up straight, looked into her eyes, and smiled boldly. "Bai Wu Gou, this is the wedding dress of my future wife. Do you want to wear it?"
“…No thanks.”
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