Bleach-Stir Up

"Dead!"

To clarify, the word'death' is really not what Kotōmi said. Why do you still learn to answer? The point is, your answer is also wrong!

However, this may not be a rush to answer, but someone is warning him, maybe? After all, the speaker's knees are almost on his ears.

"I didn't say that, ma'am."

Kotōmi turned sideways, avoiding knee bumps from the side, and his body shape will pass the opponent's sudden kick. Came behind the opponent easily.

The suddenly troubled woman has dark skin, shoulder-length black short hair, and reveals an indescribable skill all over her body, but she has a hint of imagination with Yoruichi when she is serious.

It's not as good-looking as Yoruichi, at least it's a bit mediocre compared to the long and well-proportioned legs of Dual Cultivation.

Kotōmi secretly commented in his heart that the person being evaluated thought he was going to attack and kicked back. Although the move was hasty, the faint sonic boom showed that she had absolutely no strength. .

This time, Kotōmi no longer dodges. The right hand grabbed just above the opponent's ankle. This powerful kick seemed to be just Hollow's momentum in his hand.

"Your name is Jackie Tristan, right? Your strength is good."

Asshole, Jackie was scolded in her heart, even though Ginjō might not dare to use her bare hands. Then, what else did the other party say when he grabbed her so simply, "The strength is good"? Are you looking down on yourself?

The left leg is hard, but Kotōmi's hand is like a weird swamp, making her already sinking left leg impossible to move even a little bit.

Jackie made a swift decision and jumped up with his right foot. As his body was spinning in the air, his right leg fiercely drew towards Kotōmi's head like a whip.

Kotōmi's attention is not on her. To be precise, Jackie's strength is not enough to keep him from distracting. At this moment, everyone in the room is under his control.

Including Yukio, who looks innocent but always thinks about plot against him. This kid took advantage of Jackie's attack and chose to take the shot. He even picked a blind spot in his field of vision. It was not simple.

Kotōmi moved his wrist lightly, throwing Jackie out as if he had dropped a paper towel, and in the direction where the opponent flew, there were several small arrows composed of pixel blocks.

The result of the collision between the two was somewhat unexpected. A living person like Jackie disappeared in front of everyone in an instant, and he was already behind Yukio when he reappeared.

"Fortunately, I caught up."

"Are you actually trying to save me?" Jackie replied unceremoniously. Although she couldn't guess Yukio's thoughts as a child, I also know that the other party is not a kind guy.

Yukio did not refute, but looked at the direction of the living room with interest, said with a smile: "How can your direct attacking method work? The opponent is the boss."

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Kotōmi really feels like being a boss at this time. Being besieged is something that every mature boss has to go through. In the opposite team, Riruka is holding a toy gun in front of him. , Is it a bit of remote output?

But this'output' offense is a bit cute. The ammunition shot from the pink pistol is not Cero or something terrifying, but like a big bull with a swollen head. , And cloth dolls like small dragons with short limbs.

Just don't watch Kotōmi push left and right gears, like facing a big brother who is angry and throwing things away. If it is an ordinary person type, it will be unconscious when touched by these dolls.

Even Shinigami in Gotei 13, who can easily follow will definitely not exceed half. Of course, for people like Kotōmi, just have fun.

After patted a crocodile-like puppet, Riruka didn’t know when she had put away the pink pistol. She saw her forefinger and thumb crossed, comparing it to Kotōmi’s popular one in her previous life. Gestures than heart.

A bright pink heart-shaped logo really emerged with Riruka's movements, and then the puppet that had been photographed flying directly at Kotōmi.

Kotōmi is hesitating whether to follow the girl's heart, '1,2,3...' A string of different light green numbers floats up and down beside him.

Among the one-eyed pirate-like puppets he had knocked down at his feet before, a silhouette slowly rose up. It was a middle-aged man with his right eye blindfolded and dressed in a waiter costume. .

"Perfectly playing a puppet for 10 minutes will bring you the strengthening you will be affected?" The man, with a confident look, grabbed his hands directly on Kotōmi's arms, and continued: "You like it Confirm our names, I’m Kutsugawa Giriko.”

Previously, Kotōmi did confirm the names of the people who attacked him, but now it seems that Giriko is treating him as a quirk?

"Well done, Giriko!"

Riruka has a happy face, and the heart-shaped mark floating towards Kotōmi seems to feel the joy, and it grows bigger in the air. In a circle, Kotōmi can almost be wrapped in.

"It’s a bit like Bakudō, but the same breath fills your body, so does it boost your strength as a whole?"

"Does it pretend to be calm?" Giriko Said disdainfully.

Riruka’s heart-shaped mark is close at hand, and the opponent cannot move under his own restraint. As long as he is hit by the mark, no matter if the person in front of him is Shinigami’s Captain or whatever, he has no ability to resist. .

There are always rules that brute force cannot break through, such as time, and the ability of Riruka...

The bright pink rays of light are like the dawn of victory, and Giriko even feels like himself I have already touched it. It's just that, for a moment, Giriko feels like going back in time.

The rays of light that seemed to fill the entire world slowly gathered backwards, and finally merged into a huge heart-shaped mark, and then gradually shrank?

No, no existence can reverse the pace of time. It is not time that moves, but them?

The familiar purple red hair flies in the air across the man in front of him, Riruka's panicked face slowly emerges, are we behind Riruka?

"Two mistakes, first, I am not pretending to be calm..."

Giriko quickly looked down, his hand was still on the other's arm, grasping steadily write. Layers of perspiration sneaked out of his forehead, did this guy move with him instantaneously? In the case that he did not reflect at all!

"Second..."

Jackie had an illusion that Kotōmi just glanced at her, and before she could look into it, her face was instantly replaced by panic, subconsciously The ground shouted: "Stop, Ginjō!"

Ginjō? Giriko didn't have time to think about it, and the whole person hung on Kotōmi's body uncontrollably and spun around. When his sight was restored, the most noticeable thing in front of him was Ginjō who held the giant sword high.

"Go to hell!"

As the sword edge swept across, the cold rays of light on the giant sword seemed to be threw away by this giant force, as if one is currently Python with its head up, to wipe out all the Devouring ahead.

"Secondly, I never said..."

Kotōmi right hand stroked his waist, like a scribe, pulling out the black short from his waist The blade straightened upwards, "You will die."

divided the white screen into two, and re-embellished it with colors, realistic colors.