Chapter 17 JK Detective 3
"Don't worry, it's an injury I can handle." After comforting Hagiwara who was worried about his best friend, Kurosaki Utsuki set her eyes on the face of Matsuda Jinpei who was placed on the sofa.
"Matsuda-san is still the same as always, even protecting the little kid who was almost affected by the Hollow."
Recalling the first time she met the curly-haired boy, Kurosaki Utsuki laughed with emotion. While her hands were circulating the Dao, she suddenly turned around and looked at the Grim Reaper who had brought the person over.
"But his spiritual pressure shouldn't be high enough to see through the Hollows, right? What was the situation at that time? You weren't fighting the Hollows while wearing a prosthetic body, were you?"
Also, he had obviously learned the Dao well, so why did he deliberately send people to her for treatment... It was obvious that he was just here to get a free meal.
The exposed Shinigami boy didn't show any embarrassment, but naturally affirmed: "There's no rule that says Shinigami can't fight in a prosthetic body, right?"
...Even though that's what she said, it should generally be avoided - by the way, she didn't know if this was one of the rules of the Death Guard!
"Tsk, then you must have a memory-erasing spray with you, right?"
The other party responded affirmatively, then took out a can from his arms and placed it on the coffee table: "Take it and use it, it's just been replenished."
"So generous?"
This gave her a bad feeling.
"Yeah, Urahara-san said he sympathized with me for having to support the business on my own while you were away, so he gave me a big bag... Utahiki? What's that expression on your face? Are you that envious?"
"Oh."
The bad premonition came true.
"Then you certainly haven't checked the expiration date on that large bag of spray?"
Geto Suguru was stunned for a moment, picked up the spray can he had just put down and started searching for it. After a moment, he suddenly realized, "Showa... I had a classmate who happened to pass away in that year." After a second, he suddenly realized again, "So that's how it is, it's already Heisei now."
Seeing that the other party had understood the situation, Kurosaki Utsuki nodded with satisfaction: "I won't help you deal with it, you have to figure it out yourself."
"Eh... can't we just leave it alone..."
"Of course not. Who told you to send him to me?"
Kenji Hagiwara, who had lost his presence for a while, rubbed his chin.
He didn't feel neglected as a guest. His original worry about his friend had been eased by Kurosaki Utsuki's words of comfort, "Don't worry." Now, all he felt was, "So this is what a real God of Death is like."
I would deliberately put on a "prosthetic body" - probably something similar to a human body - and go to my friend's house for a meal, and it felt... no different from a human.
By the way, since there are people who come here just to eat for free, that means Kurosaki-chan’s cooking skills are pretty good, right?
She just said she would treat him to a meal, so does that mean...
Just as he was thinking, Kurosaki Utsuki called his name: "I'm sorry, Hagiwara-san, this guy delayed our dinner, but don't worry about him. After you finish treating Matsuda-san——"
"If you're preparing meals at home, I can help." He quickly interjected.
The girl was stunned. "Is that okay? You don't need to worry about this guy at all. He won't die if he doesn't eat."
The black-haired Grim Reaper beside him gave a wry smile: "That's really an exaggeration."
"Is that wrong?"
"……No."
After successfully winning the verbal duel, the orange-haired girl turned her head to look at him and said, "If you weren't being polite just now, could you please take this guy to the supermarket? He can buy anything he wants. Go get the money."
Having secured dinner, the black-haired Grim Reaper stood up to look for her bag.
From this, Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help but sigh: "Kurosaki-chan and Mr. Geto-san have a really good relationship."
In fact, at the beginning he had considered whether to use the suffix "様" or "殿" when addressing the orthodox Death God of Beika City, but after listening to the other party's speaking style and tone, he felt that neither of the two titles seemed to fit in, so he finally chose the ordinary honorific.
The girl curled her lips: "We can be considered companions for now."
"Aren't they friends?"
"How could that be? That guy wouldn't be sad at all if I were killed by a Hollow."
"--But I will definitely help you get revenge," Xia Youjie, who came back to the living room carrying her bag, quickly added, "Of course, the premise is that I can beat the other party."
Kurosaki Utsuki shrugged regretfully: "I don't think you can."
"A fight?"
"I know Bankai."
"...Okay, I can't."
Hagiwara Kenji blinked blankly.
Although there were some terms in their conversation that he was completely unfamiliar with, but... it turned out that they had a very good relationship.
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When Matsuda Jinpei opened her eyes, Kurosaki Utsuki had already steamed the rice and was sitting in a corner of the sofa, holding a laptop and registering an official account for the variety show she planned to participate in.
Noticing movement beside her, she quickly saved the information she had filled out, closed the notebook and put it aside. Before the other person could fully wake up, she spoke preemptively: "What happened?"
The young man on the sofa rubbed his eyes and sat up. After a few seconds, he suddenly jumped up: "That child——"
"The child is fine, he's returned home unharmed." Kurosaki Utsuki answered subconsciously, only to realize that her chances of playing the role of a completely clueless bystander had run out. She couldn't help but click her tongue internally, "How about you? Are you feeling unwell?"
The curly-haired boy looked down at his soiled clothes and stretched his arms. "It seems not." He suddenly realized who was standing opposite him. "Kurosaki? Why are you here?"
"Because this is my home." Kurosaki Utsuki also stood up, ready to drive the person away before the other party could react. "If you have nothing to do, then go home."
"Oh, okay...eh? But why am I at your house, Kurosaki?"
...Tsk.
"Because the person who found you only knew me around here—so what exactly happened?"
After hesitating for a few seconds, Matsuda Jinpei shook his head: "Nothing."
The other party wanted to conceal the fact that he could sense things that ordinary people could not see, which made it easier for Kurosaki Utsuki: "Okay, then you can go."
For skipping the part of fabricating the details, Geto Suguru must thank her very much!
However, her luck has never been good. Before Jinpei Matsuda left the house, his friend Kenji Hagiwara, who had gone out to buy ingredients for dinner, came back.
…and ended up preparing dinner for four.
Considering that the increase from three to four people did not increase the workload too much, Kurosaki Utsuki did not have much objection. She just naturally pulled the two boys to the kitchen to help, physically isolating the possibility of Matsuda asking Geto Suguru about the previous specific situation.
Therefore, Kenji Hagiwara, who sees through everything, once again sighs, "You two have a really good relationship."
"This level is not good..."
Kurosaki Utsuki muttered as she assigned the task of washing and peeling the vegetables to someone else, and picked up the kitchen knife herself.
If the existence of the Shinigami is revealed to Matsuda, she, who is in the same class with him, will be more easily affected... She will not take the initiative to help someone who does not need help.
Matsuda Jinpei didn't feel nervous at all about having dinner at the home of a female classmate he wasn't particularly close to. Instead, he acted naturally, as if he was already used to eating at girls' homes. While he was washing the vegetables with a clumsy attitude, he still managed to turn around and ask, "Is Kurosaki good at cooking?"
"It's okay."
Although she said so herself, she would make a fuss if someone who ate her food gave such comments.
The other person's eyes fell on her hands cutting vegetables: "Looks very skilled... Do you often cook for yourself at home?"
"In the years before I started middle school, I was the one who did all the housework. After I started middle school, my sisters started helping out too."
And now, my sisters have become able to stand on their own... I wonder how my mother, who has long passed away, would feel if she saw this.
"Eh—it seems like my parents are very busy at work."
Kurosaki Utsuki responded casually and did not continue the topic.
In fact, until she was nine years old, she lived in the hospital all year round and had almost no chance to enter the kitchen. But after her mother passed away, she was discharged from the hospital and, as the eldest sister and inheritor of some of her mother's memories, she had to quickly adapt to all the changes in her life and provide for her younger sisters.
Fortunately, her sisters are very well-behaved and easy to take care of, and can easily cure her fatigue. Her brother also... Alas.
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After the two human teenagers left, seeing that there was no reminder message about the Hollow's presence, the garrisoned Grim Reaper took a break from his busy schedule and consciously made two cups of hot cocoa and took out two pieces of cake from the refrigerator to end his rare meal.
Just now, Matsuda Jinpei wanted to say something to him at least three times but stopped himself. However, in front of Kurosaki Utsuki who "knew nothing", he finally chose to give up asking for details.
Kurosaki Utsuki had noticed this, of course. Although she had been praised by the three diners all night long and could be said to be very satisfied, she still held her mug with a speechless face and even stared at him with half-moon eyes: "How much did he see? Did you use the knife or the ghost way?"
"Of course it's the Ghost Path—don't worry, with the upper limit of his spiritual power at the time, he could only see a vague outline." He suddenly changed the subject, "By the way, I've found the person you asked me to find yesterday."
Kurosaki Utsuki was immediately taken away: "Related personnel? Who are they?"
What’s more important is whether it’s a human or a soul.
However, the answer is completely different from what I imagined -
"It's me."
"Eh? But it's been ten years, and she's still here? Has she become a spirit, or—"
"It's not an earthbound spirit, nor has it fallen into a Hollow." Xia Yujie smiled, "Occasionally there are souls like this. They don't have strong obsessions, but they just can't leave the world."
He continued, "Her soul hasn't been buried yet. If you have anything you want to ask, I'll go find her later."
"Wouldn't it be the same if I went?" Kurosaki Utsuki took a sip of hot cocoa, the expression on her face disappeared, and the corners of her mouth slowly straightened.
"—I want to hear with my own ears what that girl has to say about her father's brutal murder of several innocent people."
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