[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

When the girl came from the dark chamber, the sky in Soul Realm, which was originally sunny and sunny, suddenly began to rain.

Fu Zhu boiled tea on the porch, and holding a cup of steaming tea, he watched helplessly as the girl in black and a tall young man walked into his courtyard.

"Long time no see, Captain Fuzhu..." The girl standing in the rain greeted him with a smile.

In an instant, he vaguely recalled that in the spring season when the flowers were falling, she flew from the sky like a shooting star and smashed into his arms, the past when she first met.

They talked a lot that day, and the farewell was repeated several times, and it ended helplessly because he couldn't produce a lollipop.

She was a very good student and learned the swastika in just a few months.

After Wuwu knew about the agreement between her and the original captain to "go to the thirteenth division after learning the swastika", he had the cheek to beg for her.

At that time, Aizen still looked harmless to humans and animals, and said softly, "There is no need to worry."

Later, she committed suicide in prison.

The shadow of death without reason and without warning didn't quietly dissipate from his side until the boy in trouble broke into the world of corpses and souls.

Why did she, who had passed away long ago, appear in front of her eyes.

Fuzhu once thought that he was dazzled and dreaming.

Taking another look at the blue-eyed young man supporting her, he suddenly realized.

Unable to say pleasantries, he could only quickly greet her to sit down and ask, "Would you like a cup of tea?"

Time passed as the raindrops fell drop by drop, the edges of the corridor were slightly wet, and the girl's story was told more than half.

Fuzhu gradually understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that both she and the talented boy were victims of this conspiracy.

"Staying by the side of that kind of person, it must be difficult and involuntary... Thank you for your hard work, Shenna..."

The endless hot tea began to soak in the coolness, and the young man's voice was warm and pleasant.

He began to comfort Wuzuki. After the battle of Karakura Town, although the Shinigami side suffered losses, no important members died.

On the other hand, Aizen's army was almost wiped out, and Ichimaru Gin and Tosen Kaoru who followed him in the rebellion had been killed by him.

Now he is alone and lonely, and according to the law of the corpse and soul world, he may still face the criminal law of more than ten thousand years.

Even if he has an immortal body, he will perish in endless loneliness and darkness if he is raped for thousands of years.

Speaking of this, Fuzhu couldn't help being moved. As Lan Ran's senior in the Lingshu Academy, he didn't expect that the gentle, courteous and modest juniors would be reduced to this level.

He didn't want to show his helplessness, but the blond girl on the opposite side still sensitively sensed the change in his mood.

The passive party receiving comfort has changed.

Wuyue, who had been silent for a long time, looked at Yukong and said calmly: "Aizen will make those who have anything to do with him miserable, especially women. But turning others into tragedies is not His intention."

The white-haired young man raised his eyes in surprise, saw her side face looking up at the sky, and heard her gentle voice of justification melted into the rain curtain:

"He's not very good at dealing with intimate relationships. He probably wasn't cared for equally when he was growing up, so he formed such an awkward and contradictory character.

"Because of having great power, it is difficult to get along with others, just like an excellent adult in the baby's world, no one can understand his words, deeds and thoughts... Should I let the baby grow up to be like me, or make myself more Detachment until you completely get rid of this world... He must have been conflicted about this...

"It's just that he doesn't have the patience to discover the cuteness of the baby. If his heart is not so cold, but softer, presumably, these tragedies caused by him will not happen, and he will definitely find a better way. To solve the problems identified before..."

When the voice fell, the atmosphere of the conversation subtly quieted down, making the sound of the rain even more noisy.

Ukitake never expected to defend Aizen with such a tolerant and understanding attitude.

When he was about to question whether Wuyue was brainwashed by Jinghua Shuiyue, the other party spoke again:

"As Captain Fuzhu said, Aizen is alone now, or in other words, he has always been alone... It's just that there must be pity for a hateful person... He is like a jungle, like the sun, and his strength will attract others. He approached, but the flowers and plants under the big tree to enjoy the shade would wither, and the moths that rushed away from the flames would end up destroying themselves...It is not his fault that he is strong, but his indifference is the root of all disasters..."

A lengthy theory made the white-haired youth fall into deep thought.

The girl didn't try to persuade him to forgive Aizen, but was...begging for his understanding...

Want him to understand a rebellious person?

Fuzhu hesitated.

But... the man who vowed to be in the sky, formed a gang to play such a big game of chess, except for putting himself in... as the opponent, the death party did not encounter the expected casualties.

To be precise, none of the captains and vice-captains of the [-]th Division, the chief officers participating in the battle, and even the Masked Legion and the Agent Reaper who assisted in the mission were killed.

Is it because Aizen has no ability to kill them?

No, he perfectly judged the proportion of his attack, and in the case of the most damage, he just kept the opponent's life.

In an instant, a solemn look swept over Fuzhu's delicate face.

The girl on the opposite side looked at him and smiled with flowery eyebrows and eyes.

His thoughts were a little messed up, he lowered his head and moved the teacup aside.

The rain did not stop.

The blue-eyed young man was sitting on the railing, leaning against the doorpost with his arms crossed, silently listening to all the noises around him.

The sick captain began to speak.

"Kana, I already understand what you mean...but I don't quite understand why you chose to tell me this and come to tell me this...Isn't Kurosaki Ichigo, who defeated Aizen, a more suitable candidate? He is still your friend... No matter how you measure it, he is more suitable than me..."

Wuyue's smile darkened a bit, she took a sip of tea, and replied: "He is still asleep, but unfortunately I can't wait for the day when he wakes up..."

Glancing at the surprised face of the young man, she continued, "These things must be conveyed to Captain Fuzhu because... I am sure that you are a gentle and kind person. Some things must be understandable. If I can do it all over again If so, you might be able to become friends with Aizen, with a guiding light like you, presumably he will not stray into the darkness of turning away from the world."

After listening to her words, Fuzhu's expression was tangled with surprise and confusion, "This...you said that I can be friends with Aizen, this is afraid..."

"Just do that at the beginning. Just like you wanted to give me a lollipop when you met me, please give him a candy when he was a child." Wu Yue smiled quietly He said, and emphasized, "Of course, I mean, if all this can be done again."

The topic of hope was ruthlessly brought back to reality.

Fuzhu was silent for a while, and the girl asked again:

"When do you think his heart will become soft?"

He shook his head. "I don't know. What do you think?"

"When he gets old, at least when he is as old as Captain Yamamoto...Some things just need to wait until they get old to understand, time can solve all problems. 1 years is not enough, just 2 years, 2 years is not enough , just 3 years. Sooner or later, his heart will grow old, he will learn to miss and cherish the beauty around him, and he will also see the loveliness of this world."

The girl smiled confidently, "I believe that as long as he lives, there will be that day."

The clear and crisp sentences resounded, and in a trance, Fuzhu couldn't see anything else, so he could only let his attention focus on every point of her pale face, as if he wanted to engrave this fragile smile like thin ice in his mind clearly forever.

He blinked lonely and sad, and his energy returned to the reality beyond his memory. After the man in the cell in front of him heard his narration, the silent color was no longer as arrogant as before.

"Thank you for telling me this. Wuyue has expectations for me, which makes me very moved...I will definitely not let her down. When we meet again, I will give her the most sincere and complete love in this life... ...So, Captain Fuzhu... Where did this letter in your hand come from..." After an affectionate statement, Aizen asked in a low voice.

Fuzhu took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, held the letter paper tightly, and said solemnly: "This is just... that Pomian named Grimmjow, sent from Xuquan..."

Brown eyebrows suddenly frowned, Aizen stared at the former senior for a long time.

"He brought news that... because Shen Nai couldn't control the void, just now, he killed her..."

Facing such bad news, the man who had been swearing by it before just said lightly, "Really."

The white-haired young man suddenly became angry, and whispered: "What is your attitude!?"

Aizen laughed lightly, "This is Wuyue's choice... I have told her that the relationship between us is an unsolvable knot, and her death happens to be the only way to untie this knot. Choosing this result, she is fulfilling me. Because death is never the end, she will be born here again with a new identity after a period of time, and I can wait, until all resentment and sin are washed away, until she becomes her again , and the day when I can say 'I love you' to her uprightly."

Except for a little sadness, his voice is full of free and easy like unloading a heavy burden, and full of hopeful vision for the future.

However, the young man who brought the relics of the deceased couldn't listen to these words at all. He clenched his fingers tightly, and his chest and shoulders trembled uneasily because of his shortness of breath.

"You can come to this conclusion without even reading her letter... Aizen Soyousuke... You are hopeless... She still expects your heart to soften... Gotta Knowing that you are so complacent and arrogant, she, who finally found peace, will shed tears because of pity on you..."

Although he tried his best to suppress his emotions, the nameless anger still eroded his restraint in an instant, and Captain Ukitake, who had always been weak and considerate, finally became hysterical, and yelled violently in front of Aizen:

"Do you know how Shenna died!? Just to get rid of you, who is so arrogant, and to get back the right to decide life and death, she asked the broken face of the virtual circle to help her develop the imitation arrow with the power of Quincy Ya, she died in this way! Every spirit particle that made her was destroyed! She was shattered! Turned into dust, turned into mud, turned into an existence that will never appear in this world again Do you understand, Aizen! There is no more Kanna Mutsuki, and you will never wait for the day when you can say you love her!"

The air was saturated with deathly silence.

Fuzhu was furious, his eyes were red with grief, "Kana... When she left the world of souls, she asked me... When Puyuan sealed you, did it cause you too much pain..."

The last sentence defeated Aizen's remaining rationality.

It was as if tens of thousands of poisonous thorns had been pierced into his head. The man being scolded only felt pain in his head. He couldn't listen to Fuzhu's words at first, and his palm suddenly broke free from the shackles nailed to the back of his hand. Blood dripping from the torn seal and flow out of the wound.

"She is such a considerate girl, she was used by you all the way, and she can observe you patiently and carefully, understand you... Even in the end, she was planning for you and had expectations for you... But you killed her …You don’t need a weapon to kill a person, right? You know better than anyone else that it wasn’t the arrow that killed her, but you! It was you who made her have no choice but to go this way!”

Almost at the same time as the young man's final voice fell to the ground, a heaven-shattering spiritual pressure erupted suddenly, swallowing the entire Soul Soul Realm with the momentum of sweeping away thousands of troops.

The other gods of death guarding the cells immediately let out painful howls, and all the cells that sealed the traitors collapsed, almost collapsing with the upper-level team building.

The man who didn't say a word after Fuzhu opened his mouth had a gloomy face, his eyes were dark and gloomy, more terrifying than the cracked black sky.

He closed his lips tightly, and with a little force on his body, the black binding spirit bars covering his whole body broke one after another, and the long-accumulated spiritual pressure burst out again, rushing away from his feet to all directions.

"You just said Wuyue... never again, come back?"

The gentle questioning sentence that was extremely inconsistent with the ferocious and manic spirit pressure, seemed to be speaking to himself, but also seemed to be speaking to his senior.

No one answered, he slowly got up, left the seat, and walked out of the broken cell door with painful and trance-like steps.