Death: Then stood in the sky.

"???"

Zennosuke Kurumatani complained, "You woke me up just to do this?"

"You know this isn't what you're supposed to do, so why don't you get over here and clean up the mess!" Aoshi roared into the communicator.

“The memory erasure device is very easy to use, you can do it,” Zennosuke Kurumaya complained.

Are you coming or not?

"I'm not coming!" Zennosuke Kurumatani said firmly. He just wanted to paddle around, so what?

"You're not coming, huh?" Aoto decided to try and reason with her. "Then wait until I get back and bury you."

Upon hearing this, Zennosuke Kurumatani was both shocked and furious. His anger rose from within, and he roared back, "Come on then!"

slap.

The call has ended.

"Are you really the Grim Reaper?" The girl had already approached by then.

Aoshi looked at her with the same look an air conditioning technician would give someone mentally challenged.

"It really is Death God, a living Death God." The girl poked Aoshi's cheek familiarly and exclaimed in surprise.

Aoshi laughed in exasperation. He was always the one doing the touching of others; when had he ever been the one doing the touching of others?

Except for Sister Hua, she actually did it.

Just as Aoji was about to suppress her with the power of 65 Kensei, the girl revealed a sunny smile.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Kurosaki Masaki." Kurosaki Masaki smiled and extended her hand. "May I hear your name, Shinigami?"

Chapter 17 The Galaxy Grand Stage, Dare to Come?

After thinking for a moment, Aoji began stroking his chin and circling around Masaki Kurosaki, looking her over suspiciously.

Masaki Kurosaki blushed slightly under his gaze, subtly adjusting the hem of her skirt: "W-what's wrong?"

“My name is Ukitake Seiji.” Seiji held her hand, carefully felt it for a moment, and said seriously, “It’s quite soft. I thought you would have calluses on your palms when I saw you playing with a bow and arrow.”

"Huh?!?!?!" Kurosaki Masaki's face turned bright red. Even though she was an extremely outgoing person, she was so embarrassed by this that she wanted to scratch her feet.

He tried to pull, but couldn't. So, Aoji took the initiative to let go and walked towards the place where the two Hollows had died.

First, pick up the remaining mask fragments, then collect the invisible remaining spiritual pressure materials.

"What are you doing?" Kurosaki Masaki asked curiously from behind.

"It's nothing." Of course, Aoshi couldn't say that he was preparing to create a way to prevent the Youth Mamba boy from meeting the helicopter senior and reincarnating as Sukuna to become the strongest sorcerer, but there would be a man named Ida Iryu standing opposite him.

"Oh." Masaki Kurosaki pouted. Of course, she knew that Seiji didn't want to tell her.

However, Masaki Kurosaki had no intention of delving into the matter, and instead changed the subject: "As a way of thanking you, let me treat you to a meal."

Without looking up, Aoshi refused: "This is my job."

Moreover, it is also part of the plan.

These Aizen's experimental samples all contain the power of the Hogyoku, though small, but they add up over time.

"How's the barbecue?"

"make a deal!"

And so a strange scene appeared at the barbecue stall.

A girl in a middle school uniform was talking to herself in front of an empty space, as if there was someone in front of her.

The owner of the barbecue restaurant was a middle-aged man who felt uneasy about the scene. He tried to ask for something several times, but Kurosaki Masaki coaxed him into becoming a middle-aged placenta with her series of 'Let me have my way... please, please... please...' whining.

Let her eat!

How scary could such a cute girl be?

"Wow, I'm so full."

Masaki Kurosaki patted her slightly protruding belly with a satisfied look: "This time the amount is really big."

Aoshi looked up: "Please don't say such ambiguous things."

What does it mean to have a large quantity this time?

His volume has always been large!

Masaki Kurosaki didn't quite catch Seiji's train of thought. She suddenly asked, "Aren't you curious about who I am?"

Aoshi remained calm: "An Exterminator."

By now, Seiji could no longer misunderstand what Zennosuke Kurumatani meant by saying that, generally speaking, the Shinigami of Karakura Town did not need to take action.

Because this is the Quincy's headquarters.

It refers to the Quincy group that remained in the mortal world, which was almost completely wiped out by the Shinigami.

"You know I'm a Quincy, yet you still sit and eat with me?" Masaki Kurosaki asked in surprise, her eyes wide.

The relationship between Shinigami and Quincy is complex, but it can be summarized in just two words: archenemies.

The only remaining Quincy group in the world surrendered to the Shinigami, which is why they were given the chance to survive. But in return, they are constantly under the surveillance of Soul Society.

The fighting stopped, but the hostility between the two sides was not eliminated.

Masaki Kurosaki had heard from the Quincy clan that the Shinigami looked at them with disgust.

"What does your identity have to do with me sitting here eating?" Qing Si retorted speechlessly.

Instead of worrying about this, worry about humanity now. Every single one of them has been driven to become an S-class terrifying vengeful spirit, wishing they could send coordinates to the Trisolarans 800 times per second. They would have to urge you six times a day to see where you are, pressing the buttons until they start smoking. If you're slow, I'll explode your coordinates too.

The Galaxy Grand Stage – come if you dare!

Upon hearing this, Masaki Kurosaki paused on her lower abdomen. She was certain once again that the Grim Reaper before her was completely different from the Grim Reapers in the stories she had heard.

"Let's eat, let's eat." Qing Si didn't even look up. Since things had come to this, let's eat first.

The reason why Shinigami are hostile to Quincy is actually quite simple.

The destruction of Hollows by the Grim Reaper is a purification process; the spiritual particles of Hollows killed by the Grim Reaper will return to the natural cycle of the three realms.

Hollows killed by Quincy will perish on the spot, vanishing without a trace, essentially being 'eaten' by Yhwach.

If this continues, it will inevitably disrupt the balance of spiritual particles in the three realms, and war will naturally break out.

The war ended after a certain number of Quincy were wiped out.

The remaining number of the Extinction Masters in the world is no longer enough to disrupt the spiritual particle cycle of the Three Realms. Moreover, most of them... to be precise, almost all of them, will die quickly.

Because of Habach, the progenitor of the Quincy, the son of King Soul King, is about to awaken!

Aoshi suddenly felt immense pressure. He really needed to see Kisuke Urahara as soon as possible and get his hands on the Hogyoku.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and took two big bites of the grilled meat.

The two soon parted ways.

The barbecue stall owner also packed up and left.

In the flickering light and shadow, a man wearing glasses walked out.

He pushed up his glasses, and finally, his figure disappeared into the darkness once again.

"The Grim Reaper...?"

......

With some time still to go before dawn, Aoji decided to take a break.

But a sudden banging on the door forced him to change his plans.

The door opened, and Qing Si was momentarily dazed.

Matsumoto Rangiku?

Are you seeing things?

With a bang, the door slammed shut. Aoji rubbed his face and opened the door again. Matsumoto Rangiku was standing there with her arms crossed, smiling at him.

It really isn't a hallucination!

Aoji quickly closed the door, but Matsumoto Rangiku didn't give her a chance and squeezed in, blocking the door and wailing, "You heartless bastard, you didn't treat her like this when you were drinking with her a few days ago."

Qing Si's face darkened. She slandered him! She slandered him! And she did this and that to him, but he had only taken the opportunity to squeeze a little something out of her! Other than that, he really hadn't done anything!

"I don't care, you got them drunk."

"You were faking being drunk!" Aoshi retorted without hesitation. This woman's alcohol tolerance was absolutely monstrous; she had once deliberately pretended to be drunk, nearly causing Hisagi Shuhei's social death.

But to be fair, that adorable, slightly naive older sister look after drinking is truly tempting.

Aoshi habitually turned on auto-aim. Don't spray, I really can't help it. Who can resist watching?

Matsumoto Rangiku was furious and snapped someone's head back over.

"Hey! Don't do that! You'll die!"

"How dare you deceive me! Prepare to die!"

"I can't breathe... I can't catch my breath..."

"You're still trying to fool me!"

Matsumoto Rangiku tightened her grip, complaining angrily, "You know perfectly well that the 10th Division's duties have been dumped on me by that irresponsible captain. I finally have a chance to skip work and have some fun, and you're just toying with me!"

"Um, Rangiku," Shiba Isshin's voice suddenly rang out at the doorway, his tone resentful, "At least I'm still here, so if you're going to talk bad about me, at least do it behind my back, right?"

Rangiku Matsumoto glanced at her sideways.

Zhibo remained silent.

A few seconds later, he silently closed the door.

He took his leave.

Chapter 18 The Plan Continues

“Because the captain is very worried about your situation. After all, he's friends with Captain Kyoraku, and rounding up, he also has a pretty good relationship with Captain Ukitake.” Matsumoto Rangiku sat cross-legged in her chair.

Rukia asked curiously, "So you came to the mortal world?"

Matsumoto Rangiku nodded seriously: "That's right."

"No, that's not true. I just skipped work." Shiba Isshin couldn't help but interject, "Working in the barracks all the time is boring. After all, you all know that I'm a very responsible captain, so Rangiku suggested that I come to the human world to relax. After thinking about it for a bit, I agreed."

Matsumoto Rangiku pursed her lips.

A very responsible captain?

Throughout the entire Gotei 13, everyone knows that the 10th Division's duties are basically all piled up on the old lady!

Shiba Isshin continued, still talking to himself: "Rangiku may be a bit less capable, her work performance is a bit poor, and her attitude towards the captain isn't very good... but who can blame me for being a good captain who cares about my subordinates?"

"Go to hell!" Matsumoto Rangiku's anger visibly surged, and she kicked him to the ground, then wrapped her arms around her heaving chest, a move that made her appear even more spectacular.

Rukia was stunned. Her gaze was somewhat blank, and after a moment she couldn't help but look down at herself.

Waaaaah.

Noticing this, Aoshi looked over and burst out laughing: "Sorry, sorry."

Rukia's face froze, and her whole body turned ashen.

"It's okay, it's actually quite cute like this." Aoji gently placed his hand on Rukia's head.

Rangiku Matsumoto looked at Rukia's chest and couldn't help but be taken aback. What a strange, cute little thing to say.

Rukia: "......"