A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 535 528. Bon Voyage

"Give you."

The mask is the virtual 'spiritual core', in other words, the source of power.

After taking off the mask, Xu's power can be weakened, and if he is lucky, part of his sanity can be awakened.

After doing all this, Xuan Hao threw the Xu in his hand to Kurosaki Ichigo, and then disappeared in place.

"grateful."

After catching Inoue's brother, Kurosaki Ichigo said thank you, and then returned to the room.

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"Next, let's talk about it."

A voice echoed in the blank space.

Hearing this voice, the two figures raised their heads in confusion at the same time.

They sat at a distance of less than one meter from each other, but their eyes failed to reflect each other, as if they could only see a blank space.

"What the hell happened to me?"

In the blank space, Hao Inoue looked at his hands in confusion.

For some reason, at this moment, his hands were covered with blood.

"Am I... already dead?"

In the blank space, Orihime Inoue looked around in confusion.

Nothing, is this heaven or hell?

The two are clearly in the same space, but they seem to be separated by the whole world, unable to hear, unable to see, unable to touch.

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"Have you forgotten what you did?"

A voice questioned Hao Inoue like this.

"what did I do?"

Inoue Hao raised his head in confusion.

"It seems that you really don't remember."

The voice sighed, "Forget it, then you can see with your own eyes, everything you have done."

After the sound fell, scenes of scenes flooded Inoue Hao's mind.

"Ahhhh-"

Hao Inoue curled up into a ball in pain, holding his head tightly, feeling as if his brain was going to be burst.

It's not because there are too many pictures pouring in, it's just because these pictures are not what he wants to see.

"I... I—what the hell did I do!?"

He looked at everything in pain, and blood and tears welled up in his eyes.

He finally knew where the blood on his hands came from.

It was the blood of his sister, Orihime Inoue.

"No, it's impossible... how could I?"

Inoue Hao kept denying it.

Because he knew very well that it was impossible for him to do such a thing, and that was his favorite sister!
He still clearly remembers that his sister was born when he was 15 years old.

She is more like a daughter than a sister.

Because of his parents' violence, he had to take care of his sister secretly without telling them.

At the age of 18, he secretly took Orihime Inoue, who was only three years old, away from home and lived a life of dependence.

In the spring of his 27th year, he died.After his death, Orihime Inoue would pray for him every day, and he felt redeemed because of it.

So far, everything has been fine.

But after that...

"What's wrong with me...?"

Inoue Hao asked about the voice, hoping that the other party could give him an answer, why he couldn't control himself, why he was powerless to resist and do such a thing.

"Why do you ask me this kind of thing?"

The voice replied with a sigh, "If you want to know the answer, you should find it yourself."

"Where should I find it?"

"I don't know, the direction of life is always confused, and no one can give you the answer."

"What should I do……"

"There is always a way, right? After all, you are her brother."

Xuan Hao quietly looked at the man kneeling on the ground, and stopped talking.

The world fell into a brief silence.

At this moment, there were two people kneeling in front of him.

One is Hao Inoue who is struggling in pain, and the other is Orihime Inoue who is crying.

He divided the whole space into three independent time and space. The Inoue brothers and sisters were in the same place with him, but they couldn't see each other. The only thing that could be conveyed was the "voice of the heart".

Only when they firmly believe that their own voices can be conveyed will their voices sound in the other's mind.

This is a trial.

He just wanted to see if this brother, like himself, could feel and find his sister no matter what time and space she was in.

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"You are not dead."

A voice echoed in Inoue Orihime's mind.

Orihime Inoue raised her head and looked around suspiciously, but she couldn't see anything.

She felt as if she had heard this voice somewhere before, but couldn't remember it.

"I'm not dead, so where is this place?"

Inoue Orihime asked suspiciously.

"Here is the place to express my thoughts."

The voice answered her like this.

"Presumably, you should have a lot to say to your brother, right?"

"Who... are you? Do you know my brother?" Inoue Orihime was a little confused.

"I know you, I know your brother, and I know that there was no time to say goodbye between you."

One picture after another flickered in front of Xuan Hao, and he calmly watched everything in front of him.

This is the memory Orihime Inoue hides deep in her heart.

In this space, no matter who it is, it seems transparent to him.

"So, now I'll give you a chance to convey to him, tell him what you didn't have time to say when he left."

"Really, can it be conveyed?"

Inoue Orihime hesitated.

She clearly remembered that her brother was dead.

She died when she was still in junior high school.

What kind of existence could allow her to convey the thoughts deep in her heart to a person who had been dead for many years?

"of course."

The other party answered in the affirmative.

For some reason, Orihime Inoue somehow felt that she could trust this voice.

Because she felt that this somewhat familiar voice would not deceive herself.

"what should I do?"

"As long as you firmly believe that your voice can be conveyed, your brother will definitely be able to hear it."

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"I...in fact, in my heart...I have always wanted to say something to my brother..."

"!!?"

Inoue Hao suddenly raised his head.

"Is this... Zhi Ji's voice?"

He looked around, but could see nothing, and no one answered him.

"That day, my brother bought me a hairpin with flowers... I don't understand why, but I just don't like it..."

"Later I understood... It's not that I don't like hairpins, but that I didn't have beautiful long hair at the time, so I couldn't bring the hairpin my brother gave me..."

"..."

Hao Inoue looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

As his sister's voice continued to narrate, as if a projection, a scene of pictures appeared in front of his eyes, not only the pictures he was familiar with, but also the strange pictures he had never seen before.

"Orhime...do you know? Your hair is beautiful, the color is beautiful, like the sun, it feels very warm."

He saw that he once touched Zhi Ji's head and praised the other party's beautiful hair.

He remembered this scene.He also knew that not long after that, Orihime cut her hair short.

He didn't understand why at the time, but now after seeing the pictures he had never seen before, he understood.

"Cut it off...it was when I was in junior high...At that time, I was just in junior high school, and the senior sister in the third grade said, 'I hate your hair when I see it', so I cut it off."

A nameless anger ignited in Inoue Hao's heart.

He never knew that his younger sister was bullied like this at school.

He saw that Orihime, who was crying, had to cut off the remaining long hair herself to make it even with the part that was forced to be cut short.

Because of this, she couldn't take the issuing card he gave her.

"Why... didn't you tell me? Zhihime..."

He asked like this, but still no one answered him.

"I'm sorry...brother..."

Orihime's voice continued to speak.

Hao Inoue knelt powerlessly in a blank space, at a loss for what to do.

He thought back to the day he died.

That day, because Zhi Ji didn't like the hairpin he gave her, he quarreled with her absurdly. This was the first and last time they quarreled.

He remembered that when he went out that day, Zhi Ji didn't say a word, finished her meal in silence, and then fell asleep facing the wall.

And he never returned to that home.

"Why... must it be that day?"

The two voices uttered the same question, overlapping each other across different time and space.The voice was full of sadness and regret.

"Ugh……"

Listening to these two overlapping voices, Xuan Hao slightly shook his head and sighed.

So he didn't want to be so troublesome in the first place.

Now that Orihime Inoue has been able to face her future life with a smile, she should let this sadness remain forever in her memory.

But after hearing what Kurosaki Ichigo said, he felt that his approach might be wrong.

Because, if one does not have the courage to face grief, one cannot move on.Even though she seems to be moving forward...

"My brother usually goes out to work earlier than me... That day... I didn't even say hello before you went out."

Orihime Inoue clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes filled with tears, as if praying.

She took a deep breath, thinking silently in her heart, she must be able to convey it.

This was what she had always wanted to say to her brother but hadn't had time to say it.

"Actually, I have been regretting that at that time... I couldn't say that sentence to you..."

"Brother... go slowly..."

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"Ah-ah-ah-"

A hoarse voice continued to come out from the mouth of Inoue Hao who had become virtual.

He crawled on that huge body, crawled towards Inoue Orihime, stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the girl in front of him.

"This is how the same thing?"

Kuchiki Rukia frowned tightly, watching the scene in front of her.

"Ask me? How do I know!"

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at Kuchiki Rukia speechlessly, thinking that you are the real god of death, you don't even know what's going on now, how do I know?

Now all he can do is hold the Zanpakutō in his hand, and is always ready to save Inoue Orihime from Xu's hands.

But now it doesn't seem like the time to do it...

For some reason, they felt unspeakable sadness.

This one is crying.The same is true for Inoue Orihime, who is on the virtual opposite.

From the moment Kurosaki Ichigo brought Inoue's older brother back to the room.

This person seems to have fallen into a sluggish state.

Inoue Orihime's soul was sitting there in a daze, her eyes were full of confusion, as if she couldn't see anything.

Even Kuchiki Rukia, who is the god of death, has never seen such a situation with a soul.

The same is true for Inoue Hao who has become virtual.

It is constantly struggling in place, its eyes are dull, it has neither the madness and killing intent as a void, nor the clarity of a human being.

This situation has been going on for some time.

It is precisely because this situation continues that Kurosaki Ichigo and Kuchiki Rukia don't know what to do now.

"Weaving... Ji..."

Finally, after a long time, under the surprised eyes of the two, Inoue Hao clearly called his sister's name from his mouth.

Accompanied by this call, something even more astonishing happened to the two of them.

"what's going on?"

Kuchiki Rukia stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of her that subverted her three views of death.

She saw Hao Inoue's virtual shell crumbling, as if... was changing towards a human.

"how can that be?"

She pinched Kurosaki Ichigo's arm and asked.

She had never heard of such a situation.

Can a soul that has become empty be transformed back into an ordinary soul after being removed from the mask?It doesn't make sense at all.

"I told you not to ask me!"

Kurosaki Ichigo patted her hand away, also with a dazed expression.

But in his opinion, this seems to be a good thing.

It would be great if Inoue's elder brother could change back to an ordinary soul. In this case, they wouldn't have to personally kill her elder brother in front of Inoue...

"Orihime..."

When Xu's outer shell completely faded away, Inoue Hao's eyes became clear, but his body seemed to dissipate at any time, showing a translucent state.

"elder brother……"

Almost at the same time, Orihime Inoue also recovered from her confusion.

Her voice really came through, and at this moment, she seemed to hear her brother's call.

No, it's not like, it's really heard.

Seeing the faint figure appearing in front of her with a gentle smile, Orihime Inoue stretched out her hand with tears in her eyes, wanting to touch it.

Then, she felt a warm touch.

This is the temperature of the long-lost brother's palm.

"Zhihime... my brother heard everything..."

Hao Inoue held his sister's hand tightly, "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry……"

Inoue Orihime also said the same thing.

With this apology, it seems that the knot between the two brothers and sisters has been completely untied for many years.

At the same time, it also means that the time for farewell has come.

Inoue Hao's soul is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems that it will dissipate at any time.

"Zhiji, brother is going out..."

He smiled and let go of his sister's hand.

"Um……"

Orihime Inoue wiped away the tears from her eyes, and a gentle and bright smile like sunshine appeared on her face.

It's time to say goodbye.

She had already decided to grow up.

"Go slowly, brother... have a good trip..."

Finally, when the shadow completely disappeared, tears flowed down the smiling cheek.

"..."

The whole room fell into silence again.

Kuchiki Rukia and Kurosaki Ichigo looked at each other.

They had absolutely no idea what was going on.

In their eyes, it seems that it is the fetters between the two brothers and sisters that allowed Hao Inoue to defeat himself as a "virtual" and regain himself.

(End of this chapter)