Shirou's clones number 30 million

"Well... it doesn't matter at all. There are plenty of fish in the sea, and women will only slow me down."

Tachibana Shirou smiled and didn't seem to care.

There's nothing we can do about it. Delinquents are often discriminated against, and an ordinary girl like Mitsuha Miyamizu would never fall for a delinquent.

"Speaking of which, apart from the memories, I don't seem to have shared any of your abilities. I have neither magic nor chakra within me."

“Perhaps it’s because your current body isn’t your own?” Sakurai Shirou pondered. “After you go back, you can try it and see if you can still get in with your own body.”

"understand!"

As soon as Tachibana Shirou finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and quickly asked:

"By the way, is anyone here interested in body swapping? Could you help research the principles behind it?"

"Swapping bodies with a girl all the time is just too much. I'm always getting into fights here, and who knows what she'll do with my body."

Thinking of that scene, Shirou Narusaka couldn't help but chuckle, then said:

“I can try, but I can’t guarantee it will work. The safest way is to change the timeline. As long as we change the timeline of the destruction of the town where Mitsuha Miyamizu lives, the body swap between you should stop.”

"It's been too long. It's only July here now, and the meteorite won't fall until October," Tachibana Shirou sighed.

“There’s a way to speed things up,” Shirou Sakurai interjected.

"what?"

"Use illusion magic to make the people in the town leave temporarily, and then destroy the town in advance. In this way, the timeline will definitely be changed."

"good idea!"

Since the town is destined to be destroyed, I won't feel any guilt about taking action in advance.

but--

"I only shared your memories, not your strength. Even if you came in with your true form, you still managed to share your strength."

“But Miyamizu Mitsuha is from three years ago and has actually passed away. If I want to change the timeline, I can’t use my own body; I have to use hers.”

"And even if I were to use her body, she would still just be an ordinary little girl, without any strength at all."

"How could someone like me possibly cast illusions, or alter the timeline?"

Shirou Sakurai fell into deep thought; indeed, this was a problem.

Seeing this, Shirou Narusaka smiled and said:

"Since that's the case, then let me handle it. Give me two strands of Miyamizu Mitsuha's hair, and I'll go back and study her DNA to see if I can figure out the principle behind the body swap."

"After all, based on the original film, the reason for the body swap should be Mitsuha Miyamizu."

Tachibana Shirou plucked two strands of hair, handed them to him, and then sighed softly:

"Thank you for your kindness, but by the time you figure it out, I will have already solved the problem. There won't be enough time."

"If you were in reality, you might be able to use the huge time difference between the virtual world and reality to develop results in a short period of time."

"But now that you're trapped in the game yourself, I'll have to rely on my own efforts."

Just then, a clear cough suddenly came from afar.

Turning my head, I saw another newcomer, Shirou with glasses, indicating that he had a solution.

"Who are you?" Tachibana Shirou asked instinctively.

"So you finally noticed me, huh? Seriously, are beautiful girls really that attractive? I am Aizen Sousuke, and my abilities should be able to help you."

"Huh...? Aizen?"

If it really is Aizen, then perhaps it really could work.

His other abilities are almost all physical, and he can't use most of them if he changes bodies.

But Aizen is different; his ability is the power of the soul, so he can definitely use it in a different body.

In this way, the method Sakurai just proposed, "destroying the town in advance," can be used.

"Great! This is truly a case of finding a new path after a dead end."

Tachibana Shirou quickly stepped forward and touched Aizen's body with his hand.

Immediately, she looked at him speechlessly and couldn't help but complain:

"Uh... what kind of Aizen is this? Aizen who doesn't want to cause trouble has no soul."

Upon hearing this, the other Shirous stepped forward and touched Aizen's body.

This is a lazy bum, possessing all of Aizen's abilities, but lacking Aizen's ambition.

"If Aizen doesn't cause trouble, Bleach will end instantly."

"Ichigo Kurosaki is just an ordinary high school student, Kisuke Urahara is still the captain of the 12th Division, and Gin Ichimaru hasn't joined your ranks. Doesn't that mean you've done nothing?"

"Haha..." Aizen said with a laugh, "I like lying on the roof and sunbathing the most. As for the Soul King, the Hogyoku and the like, I have absolutely no interest in them."

"Huh... why do I not seem to have shared your abilities?" Tachibana Shirou muttered to himself in surprise.

"Then let's switch back to your own body and come back. If it's not your body, you might not be able to share the power of others."

"That's true."

Kitahara Shirou reached out and touched Aizen, then shook his head slightly:

"I have Kido and Hakuda, but it seems like I can't share all the Zanpakuto."

“Well… Zanpakuto are something that lies somewhere between an ability and a weapon, so it’s normal that they can’t be shared,” Aizen said with a smile.

"How can you call yourself a Shinigami without a Zanpakuto? That's the core of it."

"In that case, shall we have a shallow strike? I'll go get a few."

"Of course!"

Asaha is a blank Zanpakuto that has not yet awakened.

Kitahara Shirou looked at Aizen with great anticipation and smiled:

"I wonder what kind of Zanpakuto I will awaken? A Kyoka Suigetsu like yours, or a Zanpakuto that is uniquely mine."

"oh……?"

Hearing him say that, Aizen also became interested.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the shallow tea."

A few minutes later, Aizen appeared with a bunch of blank Asuna.

"I'll give it a try! I don't want a mirage, I want a time-based Zanpakuto."

Kitahara Shirou picked up an asabu and tried to establish a connection using spiritual power.

Soon, Asauchi gradually transformed into a different form, its appearance identical to the initial form of the Kyoka Suigetsu on Aizen's waist.

"Sigh... 'Illusory image in a mirror,' 'Illusory image in a mirror,' it's not bad, but why do I feel a subtle unease?"

That evening, as the party ended, every Shirou except for one dressed as Mitsuha Miyamizu had a Kyoka Suigetsu sword hanging from his waist.

第二百四十五章 被当成了降发*书！群>9：8,0s2:0，5♀8:5/6，由?呆ュ呆。发，自世神明

Chapter 245, Section 246: Mistaken for a Deity Incarnate

Itomori Town.

"Mitsuha, isn't today a school day? Why are you wearing a shrine maiden outfit? And there's a strange knife hanging at your waist."

Miyamizu Mitsuha's grandmother stared at her granddaughter in astonishment, a strange feeling creeping into her heart.

"Hello."

Tachibana Shirou nodded slightly, then said:

"I have some things to do today, so I won't be going to school. Could you please ask for leave for me?"

At that moment, Grandmother Miyamizu involuntarily frowned and asked cautiously:

"who are you?"

"Oh...? Were we exposed instantly?"

Shirou smiled and said nonchalantly:

"That's true. I didn't pretend on purpose. The difference in temperament is too great, so it's inevitable that I would be discovered."

As he spoke, he slowly walked out of the inner room, stood in the courtyard, and looked up at the sky.

Devil Fruit abilities, magic, physical techniques, and ninjutsu are all unusable. Kido and Zanpakuto have also been greatly weakened.

However, it seems that it's not that no abilities were shared at all.

It's just that I can't use my body right now because it's not my own.

'With my current abilities, I should be able to do it—let the soul leave the body.'

Although there was no power left in his body, and his spiritual power as a grim reaper was greatly weakened, even a mosquito is still meat, and it was barely enough to allow his soul to leave his body.

Shirou closed his eyes and tried several spells in succession.

As the last incantation was recited, I felt my body lighten and my soul automatically left.

Seeing that Miyamizu Mitsuha was about to fall to the ground, he immediately reached out to support her.

'It seems she can use most of her power now. So it wasn't that she didn't share the power; it's just that her body is too weak to use it.'

'What a pity. If I had known it would be like this, there would have been no need to borrow other people's illusions.'

Shirou reached out and beckoned, and the sword at Miyamizu Mitsuha's waist immediately flew into his palm.

Behind him, his grandmother, Miyamizu, looked at her granddaughter with concern.

Although she couldn't see Shirou at that moment, she could deduce from her granddaughter's posture that there was another person there.

Is there an unseen person there? That knife must be his too.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and snowflakes began to fall.

In every snowflake, there seems to be the shadow of a knife.