Death: Then stood in the sky.

Shiba cursed under his breath and continued to speed towards the location where the other party had last appeared.

He stopped very quickly.

On the street, a grim reaper lay on the ground, a grim reaper I had never seen before, but who was already lifeless.

His spirit body had disintegrated, and the faint light emanating from his spirit particles slowly dissolved, like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

A strong sense of malice lingered on the spot, silently announcing the end of a hunt.

Shiba was on edge, his eyes scanning his surroundings rapidly, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

The culprit left immediately after consuming these spiritual particles and once again concealed its spiritual pressure.

This is the third death god to die after Nanguang!

And I... have absolutely no way to do it!

Shiba Isshin looked a little embarrassed, not because he felt ashamed, but because he was angry.

As the captain, he could only watch helplessly as the Shinigami soldiers died before his eyes.

This is truly the greatest disgrace!

"Can't you really lock onto the other's spiritual pressure?" Shiba Isshin asked, his voice low, the anger in his eyes turning into pure killing intent.

"Their method of concealing their spiritual pressure is simply too outrageous. Even if we activate all our spiritual pressure detection techniques, we still can't..."

Sizzle—

A sharp electrical whirring sound caused Shiba Isshin to frown slightly.

Then, Kurotsuchi's sinister voice came over, "It's best not to make things difficult for my subordinates, Captain of the 10th Division."

"That's really interesting."

"Even the Technology Development Bureau couldn't detect the fluctuations in his spiritual pressure, just like during the Soul Burial exercise and in Rukongai."

"Who is the enemy?"

Even without the visuals, Shiba Isshin could still sense Kurotsuchi's manic emotions, and his mouth was probably stretched to an exaggerated degree.

"I don't know," Shiba Isshin said in a deep voice.

"You don't know?" Nekori's voice suddenly turned cold, and she scolded him with dissatisfaction, "Have you gone to the mortal world to waste your time?"

Shiba Isshin's face was ashen. "If you could provide me with accurate location information, how could this have happened?"

"So you're shirking responsibility? Those Grim Reapers die meaninglessly because you're too incompetent. I hope you understand that before you talk to me properly."

Nekori said sarcastically, "If it were me, I would definitely make good use of their full value."

Shiba interrupted him angrily, shouting, "Captain Nekomaru, what do you take them for!"

Although he had long known that Nekoli was mentally unstable and had even been imprisoned in the Maggot Nest because of his dangerous nature, he did not expect that the other party could be so insane.

It's no wonder that Seiji Ukitake distrusts Mikoto so much, and even refuses to let him help with research on his own illness.

And this moment.

Nekorea was too lazy to answer these boring questions and ended the call abruptly.

Next.

His bloodshot eyes suddenly pressed close to the screen:

"The Great Void that can conceal its aura."

"Seiji Ukitake, who is afflicted with an unknown disease."

"The Adjuchas-class Arrancar that Shiba Isshin mentioned next to Ukitake Seiji."

"And... Quincy!"

Kujira suddenly realized that the real world wasn't so boring after all, and perhaps he should follow Shiba Ichizane's example and go to the real world once.

"Funny, so incredibly fun!"

"It's so...exciting...it feels like my brain is melting."

Chapter 70 My Cat Can Do Backflips

For the next few days, both Karakura Town and Naruki City were peaceful and calm.

Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning.

But many people sensed an undercurrent of tension and an impending storm.

In the deserted streets.

Some people were meeting up furtively.

"I said, is it really necessary to be so cautious? It's like we're the two of us who are hiding something from others." A voice complained.

“Let me correct you, it’s you who’s hiding something.” The man didn’t even look up. “This is the device that Kisuke Urahara modified to help Nel recover her spiritual pressure?”

Aoshi was playing with a very girly pink bracelet in her hand. It was made entirely of metal, and you could hear the sound of gears turning inside when she put it to her ear.

Then... I put it on my hand.

Seeing this, Yoruichi Shifūin stroked her delicate chin and said with a sly smile, "You really like pink, huh? It seems my suggestion to Kisuke that this color was the right one."

"Isn't it normal for men to like pink? Real macho men should like pink." Qing Si pouted.

"Could you please look away from me before you say that? Otherwise, I'll think you're referring to something else." Yoruichi Shifūin stared at the man in front of her, looking serious, but the way she looked away betrayed her true nature.

"???"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yoruichi Shihōin was stunned, suddenly realizing that her pink secret seemed to have been exposed to the other person.

This disrespectful disciple is truly ungrateful.

I'll poison him tonight.

Make him foam at the mouth and unable to get up again.

"Why don't I feel the transformation device working?" Seiji, unaware of Yoruichi Shifūin's thoughts, suddenly asked.

Yoruichi Shifūin immediately returned the look with one of disbelief: "Are you a dummy?"

This device was originally created to restore the spiritual pressure of Shinigami, but it has now been modified and reversed by Kisuke Urahara to adapt to Hollows. The fact that it is still working is a real problem.

Just as the two were talking.

Aoshi suddenly lowered his voice, "There's some noise."

Yoruichi Shifūin's expression froze as she carefully observed her surroundings, then she heard a series of meowing sounds.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, Yoruichi Shifūin raised her head and stared expressionlessly at the man in front of her.

She suspected that the other party already knew what the two cats were doing, although she had no evidence.

"Yoruichi," Seiji said hesitantly, "I know you've developed a move that turns you into a cat, so how about...?"

Yoruichi Shifūin squinted her eyes and nodded happily under Aoji's surprised gaze: "Okay."

Then the tone suddenly shifted, "If you can withstand my sudden, completely unconscious coaxing, it's not impossible."

Aoshi's face fell; this woman probably wanted to break her own back.

"There's movement." This time it was Yoruichi Shifūin, her face was serious, as if she was sensing something.

"This is a place I specifically chose, there's absolutely no way anyone will find us..." Qing Si's sweet voice suddenly rang out before she could finish speaking.

"Aoji-kun!"

Qingji: "???"

Looking at the smiling Masaki Kurosaki, who was like a little sun, Seiji was dumbfounded.

No.

How did you manage to find your way to such a remote place?

"Good afternoon." Masaki Kurosaki waved cheerfully, her eyes filled with a bright and warm smile. She had actually been secretly watching Seiji Ukitake's spiritual pressure all along.

"If I remember correctly, today shouldn't be the weekend, right?" Aoji frowned.

“Although it’s not the weekend, we’re already out of school and have free time at 3 p.m.,” Masaki Kurosaki replied naturally.

Aoshi nodded and didn't say anything more, but suddenly felt a strong urge to die, really.

School ends at 3 p.m.

You son of a bitch!

"It's a cat, a black cat, so cute."

At that moment, Masaki Kurosaki's attention suddenly fell on the black cat crouching next to Seiji. Although there was a circle of clothes next to the black cat, which looked like women's clothes, she didn't think much of it.

despair.

She lightly jumped down from the wall, which was more than ten meters high, and landed gracefully on one foot.

But he immediately blushed deeply after landing.

Because Kurosaki Masaki suddenly remembered that she wasn't wearing safety shorts today, and underneath she was just a pair with a bear printed on them... If she fell from the sky like this, wouldn't Seiji-kun have seen her?

Masaki Kurosaki bit her lip, a hint of shyness in her eyes. She pressed her hands to the hem of her skirt and glanced at him almost imperceptibly. He neither looked at her nor showed any strange reaction, seemingly completely oblivious...

Immediately, Masaki Kurosaki breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she didn't notice that Yoruichi Shifūin, who was squatting next to Seiji, was looking at the man with disdain.

Then, Yoruichi Shifuin's gaze fell on Masaki Kurosaki from top to bottom, focusing on her chest.

Well.

It doesn't seem to pose any threat.

A breeze swept by, and Kurosaki Masaki had already squatted down, gently stroking Shifuin Yoruichi: "Did you raise this?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly to look at Aoshi.

Yoruichi Shifūin took the opportunity to give Aoji a meaningful look.

Aoto understood perfectly. He nodded to her, signaling her not to reveal anything and to leave it to him.

After mentally arranging her words, Aoshi said seriously, "That's right, this is my cat. She can do backflips. Would you like to come to my house and take a look, young lady?"

Yoruichi Shifūin: "???"

"Backflip?"

Masaki Kurosaki's eyes lit up, and before Yoruichi Shifuin could react, he lifted her up and spread her legs.

She said happily, "It looks like a girl."

"Meow--!!!"

"You rude brat!"

"it hurts!"

Angri rebukes and cries of pain rang out almost simultaneously. Kurosaki Masaki completely collapsed to her knees on the ground, covering her face and crying with tears streaming down her face.

Aoshi was completely dumbfounded.

Looking up, Masaki Kurosaki pointed to the scar on her face and sobbed, "I won't have a scar, will I? Please, no!"

Qingji: "......"

Possesses the bloodline of a pureblood Quincy and is equipped with Blood Armor.

You're actually worried about scarring?

Are you looking down on Blood Armor or on the pureblood version of the Buster?

It's quite difficult to evaluate.

A wisp of white smoke rose, and the cat paw prints left on Masaki Kurosaki's face completely disappeared.

Its defensive capabilities can be described as exaggerated.