Ichigo leaves and takes up residence in Soul Society!

Even he himself could not escape this vortex.

However, as long as you survive, you will surely be reborn.

With this sincere blessing, Inoue Orihime sent the little girl's spirit into Soul Society.

Rukia, who had been quietly observing the entire process, said with a mixture of relief and barely perceptible complexity, "Inoue, you're becoming more and more like a Shinigami."

"No, it's all thanks to Miss Kuchiki's excellent teaching."

Orihime smiled shyly.

His death knight's attire and the large sword in his hand clearly indicated his current identity.

—"Substitute Grim Reaper".

"After all, I gave you my power and forced you to take on the responsibility of protecting Karakura Town when I lost my power. It is only natural for me to teach you, but your rapid progress has really surprised me."

Rukia raised her chin, her expression serious, exuding an indescribable maturity.

“Generally speaking, someone like you who transformed from a human into a Shinigami is already quite remarkable to be able to fight a Hollow. However, with your current abilities, even an ordinary Shinigami would be no match for you.”

“In this situation, it’s much easier to teach you. Of course, the most important thing is that you have a good personality. If it were a cocky, unruly blond boy with the same hair color as you, I would have a real headache.”

Orihime blushed at the praise and said shyly:

"Miss Kuchiki is such a kind person. She risked her own power to save my life and helped me clear up the misunderstanding with my brother. I owe you so much. I wonder when Miss Kuchiki's power will be restored. I really want to fight alongside Miss Kuchiki."

"Although Ms. Kuchiki said I'm very strong, I always feel unsure of myself when I fight alone."

"Fighting side by side... I don't know when my strength will be restored."

Rukia frowned; this really gave her a headache.

Two months ago, while chasing Orihime Inoue's brother, Inoue Hiroshi, he accidentally implicated Orihime herself and was also seriously injured. He had no choice but to give Orihime half of the Shinigami's power, turning her into a "Substitute Shinigami".

While it did indeed turn the tide and resolve the incident satisfactorily, for some reason, after switching to the artificial body sold by Urahara's shop, the lost Shinigami power not only failed to recover over time, but the remaining power also began to slowly disappear.

This change suddenly put her in a dilemma.

If his power had been restored, he could have pretended nothing had happened and had Orihime hide. However, his power had not been restored, so he was unable to carry out his mission properly and dared not return to Soul Society.

We can only maintain the status quo for now and wait for a turning point.

Out of a sense of responsibility, Rukia hid her anxiety well, deliberately showing a fierce expression on the surface.

"Really? Then let's have special training in this area from now on. If you don't train well, you're not allowed to eat desserts."

"why is it like this!"

Orihime's eyes widened.

"--Oh."

The sudden cold laugh startled Rukia.

"who!?"

Her sharp gaze fell upon the shadows not far away.

With a composed gait, a white figure came into view.

There was absolutely no intention to hide anything.

It even has a kind of forceful aura that wants to overshadow its presence.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, but if I may be so bold, you two, as Grim Reapers, have really given me a big surprise."

"You are... Uryu Ishida?"

"Ishida-kun? What are you doing here, and dressed like this?"

Both Rukia, who transferred to Karakura First High School, and Orihime were familiar with the newcomer.

"Don't Shinigami even recognize Quincy outfits these days? Looks like I shouldn't have been so subtle; I should have been more direct..."

Ishida Uryu pushed up his glasses, his eyes were cold, and his tone was full of hostility.

"—I am utterly disappointed."

"Can you, the Grim Reapers as they are now, really protect this world?"

"...You mentioned Quincy...I think I've heard that name before, but more importantly, what exactly do you want?"

Although Rukia had lost her powers, she clearly sensed the other party's hostility.

"Don't worry, although I hate Death, I won't attack you... That being said, it's equally impossible for me to do nothing."

Ishida Uryu took out a silver tube the size of a fingernail and smiled calmly and proudly.

"This thing in my hand can attract a lot of voids."

"Let's have a contest and see who is better, the Shinigami or the Quincy, and which side... is more qualified to protect this world."

"and many more!"

Rukia's pupils contracted; she was too late to stop, nor did she have the ability to stop the silver powder that the other party was sprinkling into her.

The sight of dust dissolving into the atmosphere inexplicably made me uneasy, and a chill kept creeping in.

"Miss Kuchiki...!"

Orihime's face turned slightly pale, and her fingers trembled.

Because she heard a faint cry in her ears, or rather, in her senses.

And this cry is increasing at a terrifying rate, forming a massive shriek.

Click!

Cracks began to appear in the space above the park, and various shapes of imperfections emerged and drifted above Karakura Town.

"So……"

Ishida Uryu summoned his spirit bow, intending to unilaterally announce the rules of the match.

Suddenly, without any warning.

Many of the broken cracks widened further, eventually connecting to form a massive rift that seemed to stretch from heaven to earth.

Half of the enormous creature's body was squeezed out like that.

boom!

"?!"

Ishida Uryu's expression froze, and he abruptly turned his head to look behind him.

A black body with a pointed nose.

Like a giant draped in a black cloak.

"How is this possible... even Hollows... even Gillian can be attracted here?! Ishida, have you thought about the consequences of doing this?!"

Rukia's face was completely bloodless.

"No... wait... the bait I prepared isn't that effective!"

indeed.

Rukia had to admit this as well.

After Ishida Uryu loudly refuted him, more cracks widened further, and with the park's expansive view, one could clearly see several more Gillian descending upon Karakura Town in the distance.

The bait is undoubtedly effective, but at best it only serves as a lure.

At the very least, it shouldn't attract prey that is far beyond the capabilities of the bait user.

"Miss Kuchiki, what should we do now?"

Orihime asked hurriedly.

Rukia opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

What should she do? She also wanted to know the answer to this question.

At this point, we can only wait for Soul Society to send reinforcements.

boom!

It was neither Kylian's heavy footsteps nor an explosion.

However, multiple streams of spiritual pressure, no less powerful than the others, erupted in a certain place in Karakura Town.

"Are these... reinforcements from Soul Society?"

Rukia's body stiffened, and she instinctively looked into the distance.

Did they arrive so quickly?

Chapter Thirty: The Fateful Night of the Kurosaki Family

Rukia wanted to ask why the Soul Society reinforcements had arrived so quickly.

The Four Palaces Master also has a question.

"Are Soul Burial training courses now all about combat against Hollows, or even Great Hollows? It doesn't bother me, but isn't it too hardcore for others?"

Karakura-cho, Yumizawa, a corner of a mixed residential and commercial district.

The Soul Burial Internship Team, consisting of dozens of students, had just passed through the interdimensional gate and landed on the top floor of the abandoned old building. Taking advantage of the building's height, they could see countless Voids flying in the sky and large Voids, as big as small mountains, slowly moving on the ground, giving them an immense sense of oppression.

For a moment, many people forgot to breathe.

Until... upon hearing the Fourth Palace Master's words, he couldn't help but turn his head and look over speechlessly.

"Hardcore my foot! Stop telling your hellish jokes! This isn't some kind of soul burial internship, something's clearly gone wrong!"

Swish!

Amidst shouts and curses, Ichigo charged out of the crowd, picked up the shark scythe he was carrying on his back, and swung it down, killing one of the Hollows who had spotted them.

Before anyone could react, another figure leaped into the air and, with agile skill, kicked the head of a giant Hollow that was almost as tall as a building, before being thrown back onto the rooftop by the recoil.

"Kurosaki-kun is right, we've definitely encountered a big problem! Everyone, be careful, and quickly use the communication device to notify Seireitei... but I don't think we can hide it from them anyway."

Although Yushiro's attacks were swift and displayed extraordinary strength, he seemed completely unnerved. His attitude toward the current situation was less one of seriousness and more one of displeasure.

It was as if the appearance of these illusions had disrupted his original plan...

Upon receiving the order, the other two sixth-generation disciples quickly took out their communication devices to contact Seireitei.

As for the other rebirths...

Just when they should have been feeling uneasy and terrified, the shock brought by the sudden burst of spiritual pressure overshadowed the unease brought by the Hollow.

The Four Palaces Lord's robes billowed, and a tangible spiritual pressure, visible to the naked eye, burned fiercely on his body like flames.

He strode forward at a leisurely pace, and the people around him unconsciously made way for him.

Clang.

Reaching the edge of the roof, he jumped onto the rusty iron railing and looked back down at the crowd.

"You all stay here and don't go anywhere. Build defensive positions on the spot... Hachihachihara, Luntang, we'll go and take care of those Hollows."

"No, wait..."

"you……"

The two sixth-generation students wanted to say something, but a single look from the Fourth Palace Master silenced them.

The meaning behind that look was very clear.

"It's not your place to speak here."

Despite their rudeness, their bodies, stiff and sweating from the spiritual pressure, did not allow them to object.

Moreover, a figure darted out in the next instant, interrupting his thoughts.

"Oh my god! Hollows, these must be the Gillian from the textbooks? There are so many of them, this is going to be tough! I wonder how they compare to Adjuchas, it wouldn't be fun if they were too weak."

Ba Ba Yuan leaped onto the iron railing, raised his hand to gaze into the distance, his face full of interest.

His spiritual pressure, no less than that of a high-ranking official, was also overflowing with energy.

slap... slap...