Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Through a small window, he could see the three realms clearly!

The middle-aged man released his hand and gently placed it on the windowsill, tapping his fingers on the windowsill.

Aozaki Mayuki stopped beside him in confusion, carefully examining the man in the afterglow of the setting sun.

There was nothing special about him, except for his slightly unusual eyes; he was no different from any other ordinary middle-aged man among the myriad beings of the Three Realms.

But he possessed a special quality; every move he made was sacred, as if he were born untouched by the dust of the world.

He leaned against the window and gazed into the distance. Only his eyes, which seemed to see through fate, revealed human emotions, a touch of loneliness that was completely out of character for his sacred aura.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Aozaki Mayuki felt that she herself possessed this sacred aura at that moment.

But he knew he was not a god detached from the world, but a vulgar man indulging in extravagance and debauchery.

"Um... my name is Aozaki Mayuki."

After thinking it over, Aozaki Mayuki decided that she should still greet this kind of "person" and show her friendliness.

The man's eyes reflected the setting sun as he softly said, "My name is Yodkhavid."

Aozaki Mayuki thought he was joking; this name was the name of the common God of all Western religions, originally named YHWH.

The ancients gave the gods such a difficult name, supposedly to prevent mortals from calling the gods by their names.

Later generations did not know his real name, and it was passed down and became known as Jehovah.

Aozaki Mayuki suddenly remembered Yhwach.

The name Yhwach is very similar to that of Yhwach.

But after living in this world for many years, he understood that the two names were not the same.

The image of the man in front of him did not match his understanding of Yhwach.

"Matsuki, what do you think of this world?" The man turned to look at Aozaki Matsuki.

Aozaki Mayuki was so shocked she almost jumped up.

The last time he said those words was by Aizen Sousuke, right there on the streets of Seireitei, when he asked himself the same question: "Satsuki, what do you think of this world?"

The question, both simple and complex, made Aozaki Mayuki feel like he was being tested when Aizen asked it.

But when this man said the same thing, it was completely different.

It's as if he knows you don't belong to this world, and he's asking you to answer from an outsider's perspective, and he's also looking forward to your answer.

"Who exactly are you?" Aozaki Mayuki's voice trembled slightly.

This was the first time he felt things were completely out of his control!

“It’s not important. I just noticed that you are becoming more and more connected with the world. You are accepting this world, so I took this opportunity to come and see you.”

The man who called himself a friend of Havish said

"It is an honor to meet you, distinguished outsider."

"Don't be ridiculous, esteemed outsider... I'm just a lower-ranking nobleman, not exactly esteemed, and what outsider are you talking about? I don't understand what you're saying!"

Was it Aizen? Did he use the Kyoka Suigetsu on me? But how did he know I was an "outsider"?

“I am not an illusion created by anyone. I came to see you entirely of my own volition.”

Yohavich seemed to read his mind and turned to glance at the scenery outside the window.

They stood by the window, like strangers on an unfamiliar road, yet willing to appreciate the scenery together.

"Moreover, I genuinely hope to know your answer."

"My answer..."

Looking into his sincere eyes, Aozaki Mayuki felt that perhaps she should reveal her true thoughts.

"This is where I belong. I don't know about others, but for me, this world is... interesting."

"Just fun? That's a worrying answer, but it's better than being hostile to the world."

Yohavh stroked his chin, raised the corners of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into an ordinary middle-aged man.

"Why should I be hostile to the world? The world hasn't provoked me," Aozaki Mazuki couldn't help but say.

As if he had gotten the answer he wanted, the middle-aged man burst into laughter, wiping away his tears, and said, "Little one, I'm starting to like you."

Aozaki Mayuki felt a chill run down her spine and blurted out, almost as if possessed, "I don't like men."

Yohavikh paused for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled, "Don't worry, I don't like it either."

He took a step, and his body simply passed through the wall, revealing a huge setting sun rising higher and higher in front of him.

"No! Is the sun getting closer and closer...?" Aozaki Mayuki was enveloped in the scorching light.

Chapter 90 Mission

He sat up abruptly in bed, sweating profusely, as if he had just taken a sunbath.

Matsumoto Rangiku stood before him, staring at him in astonishment, before slowly sitting down on the edge of the bed.

The empty room was now empty except for the two of them.

"Had a nightmare?" Matsumoto Rangiku asked. "Or did you spend too much time with Shihouin Yoruichi and ruin your health?"

"I had a dream... I don't know if it counts as a nightmare." Aozaki Mayuki rubbed her eyes. "Is training over?"

He stretched and felt that the world seemed to fit him better, which was very comfortable.

If I had to describe it, it's a sense of belonging.

It's as if I used to be just a traveler in this world, but now this world has become a place similar to home.

However, according to that man, he should be the one accepting the world.

"It's almost dinnertime. We agreed to only train with your Zanpakuto for an hour every afternoon," Matsumoto Rangiku said irritably. "Besides, you've already slept all day. Are you a pig?"

"No, I was born in the Year of the Snake..."

Aozaki Mayuki was taken aback.

I thought I had only slept for a few hours, but I ended up sleeping for a whole day and night. It seems I really need to be more moderate in the future.

"I...didn't do anything strange?"

"No, he's sleeping like a log!" Matsumoto Rangiku shook her head. "If he doesn't wake up soon, I'll have to go and ask Captain Unohana for help."

Aozaki Mayuki pressed his forehead. When did that strange dream begin? Did it start when he lay down in bed? When he heard the wind? Or was he still dreaming?

This feeling of not being able to distinguish between reality and fantasy is really annoying.

Aozaki Mayuki reached out and slapped herself hard on the head. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was not wearing any clothes.

"Could it be that guy..." Aozaki Mayuki narrowed her eyes, her gaze as sharp as a sword, as if she wanted to kill.

“It’s not my fault…” Matsumoto Rangiku said weakly, “It’s your fault for lying in bed without any precautions.”

"Thank goodness it's you..." Aozaki Mayuki suddenly realized what was going on, breathed a sigh of relief, and then made a bitter face.

No wonder I woke up with aches and pains all over my body and was sweating; I had just finished exercising.

But that dream felt so real; I can still clearly remember the face of that middle-aged man.

Logically speaking, he should only be interested in girls, so he shouldn't have such a strong impression of middle-aged men!

"Dinner's ready, let's go."

"Oh, okay," said Aozaki Mayuki, casually grabbing a piece of clothing to put on.

Stepping outside the room, Matsumoto Rangiku took out a carved and gilded food box and placed the food inside on the table. The plate contained exquisite Chinese dishes.

"Hmm, let me see." Matsumoto Rangiku counted the dishes, then pursed her lips. "There are nine dishes in total, all of which are your favorites."

She turned her head and glanced at me. "Don't look at me like that. You know I can't cook. This was prepared and delivered by Ichimaru."

Aozaki Mayuki nodded.

It's fine to let her eat, but I won't let her cook.

These authentic Chinese dishes have an irresistible aroma; you can tell they've inherited the family's best practices just by smelling them.

We made the right choice in taking Gin Ichimaru as our subordinate; he can do almost anything!

"Wait a minute... I have something good to share." Matsumoto Rangiku walked into the kitchen.

When I saw her again, she had several bottles of wine in her hand.

"Well, actually, Yoruichi and I didn't do anything..."

Aozaki Mayuki swallowed hard, her head buzzing. It was clear that they weren't going to let her off easily!

Matsumoto Rangiku picked up the sake bottle, raised her eyebrows, and said, "You don't want to?"

"Of course... I'm willing." Aozaki Mayuki pressed her forehead, her face pale, thinking to herself, "Am I going to turn into Kuchiki Aojun too?"

Aozaki Mayuki sat at the dining table, her face contorted with grief.

"What does that expression mean?" Matsumoto Rangiku sat down next to Aozaki Mayuki, hugged him, and said sullenly.

"It's alright, it's alright."

Aozaki Mayuki smiled and suddenly realized that her hands and feet were no longer sore, her back was no longer aching, and even her head was no longer dizzy.

"I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'll stay with you."

Matsumoto Rangiku nodded happily, nudging Aozaki Mayuki with her shoulder repeatedly, clearly very excited.

At dinner time, they sat on wooden chairs in the dining room, the lights flickering.

"Actually, Yoruichi came to see you today," Matsumoto Rangiku said.

"You didn't fight, did you?"

This is what Aozaki Mayuki is most worried about.

"What kind of people do you take us for?"

Matsumoto Rangiku rolled her eyes at him and said irritably:

"If anyone's going to fight, it'll be you, you bastard!"