Shishi Hostel.
This hotel, which has a somewhat fancy name, is actually just an ordinary small hotel. There are very few new guests during non-peak tourist seasons. Most of the people who come in and out every day are regular guests. At most, they occasionally welcome two young couples in love. That’s all.
Ji Xing, who is on duty from 9 pm to 9 am, works more like a jobber. Especially from late at night to 11 pm to 6 am, he can basically sleep with pay. One of the reasons why he chose this part-time job is exactly.
In the dead of night, Ji Xing sat on the bed in the room reserved for himself, sitting in meditation with his legs crossed.
His sitting posture is very particular. It is not like the five-centered meditation in the one-man world, but more similar to the meditation in the Fairy Tail world.
There is a special term for this in the practice of Shinigami, called "Tool Zen". Generally, Shinigami will sit quietly like this and hold their Zanpakutō across their legs to communicate with their Zanpakutō. At this time, Ji Xing has not gotten back his Zanpakutō, and the object he is communicating with is the fragments of the Spirit King's internal organs in his body!
If there was a Shinigami with extremely powerful psychic abilities like Mr. Yamamoto by his side, he would probably be able to notice that under the human body of Kouki Hirakawa, deep in Ji Xing's soul and in his lungs, there was a faint spot of light flashing. .
As a strange wave spread out, the guests in the hotel fell asleep more deeply, and the loud snoring was subsided, and Lucia, who was wearing a prosthetic body, showed a comfortable and relaxed expression on her face. Sleep peacefully.
The light spot in Ji Xing’s body became brighter and brighter, until at a certain moment, it suddenly dimmed again.
With the expansion of the field in the soul, white-edged black wings stretched behind Ji Xing, and the power of the Perfection Technique blessed him!
Ji Xing opened his eyes and stood up, flapped his wings, moved quickly, and picked up the breeze. Everything was as usual.
But the hang glider prop folded under the black cloak was lying on the bed intact!
Can the Perfection Technique be activated only by using a medium? How can the power of the Spirit King be such an inconvenience!
“Second stage, completed.”
For Ji Xing, the second stage transformation of the Perfection Technique is just a thorough understanding of the Perfection Technique. On the day he learned the Perfection Technique, he could trust it at his fingertips, and there was nothing worth studying.
Only going deeper and understanding the rules and expressions of the Soul King's internal organs fragments will be a challenge for him. After all, the rules of the Death God world are obviously different from those of Naruto and Magic.
But in the end, he relied on analogies and regarded the fragments of the Soul King's internal organs as a phase superimposed on his own soul. After a period of time, Ji Xing finally clarified some of the connections and initially mastered this 'gliding rule'.
Without the need for physical hang gliders as props, he can use the spirit particles in the air to make exactly the same wings! And to reach this level…
Ji Xing's eyes were slightly solemn, and his soul covered his body, instantly transforming his body into a spirit and reorganizing it. A death tyrant costume expressing the rules of the death state was covered on his body. At the same time, the black wings with white edges were still growing steadily. On his death body!
There is no conflict between the two.
This made Ji Xing turn around and look at it with satisfaction.
The clock in the room has passed 12 o'clock.
Time came to the early morning of April 22nd. It had been just three weeks since Ji Xing had re-invaded the world of the Shinigami. He had completely mastered the method of transforming into a physical Shinigami. His spiritual pressure had restored 80% of Yono Masashi's, and he had superimposed the power of the Complete Technique. In addition to the missing slash, In addition to the soul sword, it can basically be declared that the 'full strength' strength has been restored!
The rest is innovation and progress.
This progress makes Ji Xing quite satisfied.
But of course it’s still far from it.
Sitting back on the bed in the state of meditation, Ji Xing helplessly shook his head outside the window and continued to meditate to restore his spiritual pressure. Hiyori, who was at the top of the building not far away, could only see the target he was following turning over on the bed. Sleep with your **** facing you.
She made a sound and fell asleep as well.
In a blink of an eye, the night passed.
…
In the early morning, just after six o'clock, Ji Xing's newly assigned phone rang. Currently, only Nakamura Qiao and Chado knew his number. There was no need to think about who might be calling him.
"Ha~" Ji Xing yawned after being connected, and said, "What's the matter, Uncle Nakamura? I'm just about to open the door for the early guests."
“...Have you practiced the Perfection Technique all night again?”
Nakamura Que paused and said: "Actually, it doesn't have to be that hard. You are still growing at your age, so you still need enough sleep."
After caring about Ji Xing's situation, he seemed to know that this could not persuade Ji Xing. He changed into an excited tone and said: "Gongshu, go home and have a good rest in a while, and also ask for leave tonight. After dinner, you can go directly Come to the stronghold, um, you must be there before eight o'clock in the evening, there is a big shot who wants to see you!"
“Big shot?”
"Ah, the real big shot is probably here to check you out! If you impress him, you might be able to join Special Operations Team X!"
“Is that so…Okay, I understand.”
“Well, don’t be too nervous, Gongshu, anyway, with your talent and hard work, sooner or later…”
After a few more words of encouragement to Ji Xing, Nakamura Que hung up the phone. Ji Xing thought for a few seconds, then walked out of the room and opened the door to the hotel.
A pair of co-workers who got up early have already gone downstairs and exchanged words with each other: "I feel that the quality of my sleep has been particularly good in the past few days. I don't feel tired at all when I wake up."
“Really, you think so too? Me too, and I sleep very soundly. In the past, if I did too much work, my whole body would hurt and I couldn’t sleep without drinking some wine, but these days..."
“Hey, that’s strange.”
Walking not far behind them, Lucia, wearing school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, frowned slightly.
It should be that the spiritual energy that I inadvertently released when I restored my spiritual pressure entered the bodies of these ordinary people and helped them relieve their fatigue, right?
No wonder the recovery of spiritual pressure is so slow. Most of the power may have been dispersed like this. It is true that I can no longer live in a place like a hotel. If this continues, suspicion will be exposed.
The delay here for a week was probably due to the responsibility of the Shinigami. She was worried that Ichigo, who had just become the Shinigami, would not be able to take over her job intact, which would bring disastrous results. In that case, he would be exposed as well, so it was better to take the initiative to report to Vice Captain Hiyori Frankly confessing the situation can also reduce the damage in this world...
But Ichigo was much better than she expected.
So when she walked past the counter, she put the key on it and said to Ji Xing: "Hello, I want to cancel the rent of the sample room in Ximing."
"Okay." Ji Xing responded, registered, gave change, and refunded the money: "Have you found another place to live or is it a school dormitory? Guests are welcome to come again."
“I have a classmate who can live with me.” Lucia responded with a smile on her face: “Goodbye.”
“Guests walk slowly.”
Leaving the hotel with Ji Xing's polite farewell, Rukia secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This Perfectionist... seemed ordinary. Judging from his age, he seemed to be a marginal character among Perfectionists. How could he be exposed by the Japanese? Is Vice Captain Seri being particularly targeted?
Forget it, the Perfectionist is not something I should care about. Lucia was thinking this and didn't notice that she was quietly stared at by two prying eyes as she was walking on the way to school.
…
Evening, seven o'clock, the moon and stars are sparse.
After dinner, Ji Xing strolled on the way to the Perfectionist’s stronghold, and clearly felt that he was being stared at by a gaze.
It’s not Hiyori, stupid Hiyori wouldn’t follow him 24 hours a day. And this look contained a hint of malice, not to the extent of threatening his life, but still very unfriendly.
The spiritual pressure is much stronger than Shi Yuanchun, almost barely reaching the captain level.
The big shot that Nakamura said.
But are all genjutsu practitioners this style?
When he turned to a dark and deserted alley, he moved behind Ji Xing silently. A long sword in his hand stabbed out without any smoke and smoke, and with a pop, it penetrated Ji Xing from behind!
The knife was inserted from the back spine and poked out from the chest. Tsukishima Hidekuro, who was standing behind Ji Xing, had a slight smile on his face: "Hirakawa Kouki, don't..."
——
Halfway through the conversation, a breeze blew by.
Hidekuro Tsukishima saw the boy he had pierced disappear like a phantom, and his pupils shrank suddenly!
Afterimage? No, what is this? Aren't you a newbie who just became a Perfectionist? !
The young man's figure did not disappear, but turned into a sky full of black and white feathers, floating dreamily in front of his eyes, obstructing his vision, and just when his expression became alarmed, poof—!
Two of the feathers turned into two long swords, one on the left and one on the right, crossing his chest!
There was no time to react at all. The attack was even less pyrotechnic than his sneak attack, and it also left him without any preparation or precaution!
With his heart stabbed heavily, Hidekuro Tsukishima vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, his eyes still full of confusion.
I'm dying? !
Am I not just here to evaluate a young Perfectionist who has just joined the organization? I just wanted to use the Book of the End to insert a memory into him like I often did before!Now...I seem to be dying?
He raised his head with difficulty. The young man in the black cloak acted as if nothing had happened. He was walking as usual and was almost out of the alley.
Why?
I am dead?
The scene in front of him became darker and darker, Tsukishima Hidekuro died suddenly with full confusion!
The move used by Ji Xing is called "Feather Flash". It is different from the Shinigami's Shunpo, Hollow's Hibiki, and the Quincy's Flying Kick. It is a special movement technique that he developed in conjunction with his own Perfection Technique.
Since feathers can form a sword blade, they can also form other things. Using them to form the outline of the body and then move at high speed can give the enemy the illusion of hitting themselves. At the same time, they can use the flying feathers to complete a quick counterattack.
Equivalent to the Barbed Substitution Technique.
Able to escape and fight, convenient and flexible.
“His combat qualities are also a bit poor.”
Ji Xing played with the bookmark in his hand and put it into his pocket.
This bookmark is the medium of Tsukishima Hidekuro's Perfection Technique, and it is also the reason why Ji Xing killed him.
The name of his Perfection Technique is "Book of the End". After hitting the target with the long sword turned into a bookmark, he can "slip his own existence into" the target's past.
For example, he can make himself the ‘guiding mentor’ of the Perfection Technique who is closer to Ji Xing than Nakamura Sparrow, and he can make himself the big brother who comforts Hirakawa Kouki after his father’s death.
It is not about changing the memory.
It is to truly insert a period of past, extend the past into a branch line, insert the past you want into the target's experience, and become the target's friend, mentor, relative, lover...
The power of the Spirit King is evident!
And Kouki Hirakawa has no past.
No matter how threatening or disgusting this bug-level NTR skill is, Ji Xing has no interest in trying it himself. It is worth killing him. Even if Ji Xing knew that the other party was actually just 'testing his vigilance and leaving a little back door to control himself' today.
It’s probably hard to die in peace.
“I don’t know if there are many Perfectionists who have been inserted into their memories. If there are many, there may be a bit of excitement.”
…
At the fifth town, Rukia Kuchiki was panting and staring at the two figures opposite.
There is a male and a female. The male is thin and has a long face and handsome eyebrows. The female is graceful and looks like a Yamato dancer. She is also covered with a silk ribbon as if she is about to dance at any time. However, Lucia, who was almost strangled to death by the ribbon before, dare not look down on it. she.
Just a while ago, they and Ichigo had just killed a Hollow, and they were suddenly attacked by two people. The two Perfection Jutsu practitioners attacked ruthlessly as soon as they appeared, and they were extremely powerful and cooperated with each other tacitly. They killed her in just a few strokes. Forced into a desperate situation with Ichigo!
If not... Rukia glanced sideways at the tall figure standing side by side with Ichigo in front of her.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Taihu Chawata, who is also a full-gen jutsu practitioner, she might have died!
Over the past few days, she has actually been wary of this classmate who is a Perfectionist. After becoming a Shinigami, Ichigo has obviously developed a slight estrangement from him. However, just after Sadat Taihu took action, the two boys met each other. The way she nodded told Rukia that she didn't need to worry about anything else now.
The question is, why did the two attackers suddenly appear and kill her and Ichigo?
Also...have I been exposed?
“Why are you...attacking us?” This was what Ichigo asked.
At the front, the two Perfectionists stared at Taitora Sadatora, who had saved the **** of death, with increasingly evil eyes - the 'traitors' were more hateful than the enemies!
As for why...ah, this kind of thing still needs to be asked? All gods of death deserve to die! The female Perfectionist sneered, the teacher was killed by the God of Death back then, and even me, if not...
Well, if not...
Hey, what is it?
Suddenly her mind went blank, the hatred and murderous aura dissipated from her body, and she fell into a daze on the spot.
This was a good opportunity for a sneak attack, but Ichigo obviously didn't know how to make a sneak attack, so he looked at the opponent in confusion. What happened? The opponent... suddenly doesn't want to fight?
…
On the other side, the tavern stronghold.
Nakamura held a cigarette in his mouth and boasted to Komatoyo Miyuki with a longing look on his face: "Tsukishima-sama is a real big shot! There are some news that ordinary Perfection Jutsu practitioners don't know about. Even a kid like Kouki who just joined, I don't know. I won’t say it, but Miyuki, there’s nothing wrong with your situation.
There are a total of 13 top leaders in our Xcution, including the leader. They correspond to the Gotei 13 of Soul Society’s Shinigami. Tsukishima-sama is one of these 13 people, and he is the one I am most familiar with! "
"Eh..." Miyuki Komayo opened her mouth slightly and said with a look of fascination: "So, those 13 adults are the same as those Death Captains?"
"...cough." Nakamura Sparrow coughed: "It should be about the same... Anyway, I don't know about the others, but Tsukishima-sama who is ranked higher must be there! Back then, I saw with my own eyes that he severely wounded a Shinigami vice-captain in a short time. , saved a companion!"
“Really? Tell me about it!” Miyuki Komatoshi said cooperatively and expectantly.
Nakamura Saku smiled and took a puff of cigarette: "The thing is like this...well, it is like this..."
“Which kind?”
"Uh... um..." Nakamura's eyes suddenly flashed with confusion, she was silent for a few seconds, and then laughed twice: "Miyuki, I'm going to the toilet."
“Hey, Brother Gou Liu is bragging, right?”
"Haha...haha..." Nakamura turned around and entered the toilet in embarrassment, raised his hand and hit his head, "I have never seen that adult before, why did I suddenly make up this nonsense with Miyuki, ugh."
Staying behind the counter, Miyuki Komayo curled her lips towards Nakamura's back, lowered her head to wipe the wine glass, and quietly hid the shock in her eyes.
At this moment, she heard the sound of the door of the izakaya opening, and quickly changed her expression to apologize: "Sorry, guest, our izakaya is booked tonight... Hey, it's Koshu."
"Well, Sister Miyuki." Ji Xing greeted her: "I'm here. Is the adult that Uncle Nakamura said hasn't arrived yet?"
Hearing this, Komatoyo Miyuki suddenly fell silent.
"...Well, not yet, Gongshu, you came too early. And even a big shot might be delayed." A few seconds later, she smiled at Ji Xing and said, "Brother Gouliu is in the toilet, you sit down first."
Ji Xing also smiled at her: "Okay."
…
Similar things happen in many places.
With the death of Hidekuro Tsukishima, all the people he added to the past showed a state of 'forgetting' something and fell into shock.
A single-family mansion in Naruki City.
A man sitting on the balcony grinding coffee paused for a moment, then resumed, frowning slightly.
After waiting for two minutes, the phone on the table rang. He answered it, and heard a shocked and panicked voice from the other side: "Oh no! Chief! Is something wrong with Tsukishima? His full expression technique has failed. I’m afraid there’s going to be some commotion!”
"Be patient." The man smiled and said, "Aren't we already prepared for this? If there is any unrest, we will suppress it and implement it according to our planned plan."
The calm voice slightly soothed the person on the other end of the phone. He took two breaths and replied, "Yes, I understand, chief!"
“Ah, let’s do it together.”
Hang up the phone, the man took a sip of coffee in an elegant manner, stood up and walked to the bathroom, where he found a luxuriously patterned standing mirror.
Picking up the comb, he stroked his fluffy hair until it looked like it was fixed with hairspray, resembling someone.
"Is Tsukishima dead? Is he the God of Death? First Ishimoto Jun, then Tsukishima. Judging by the time, they both died shortly after arriving in Karakura Town. Is there some problem within the organization?"
“It doesn’t matter. It’s just a little earlier than the preset time... No, it’s just right.”
He put on a gentle smile, which also looked very much like someone, and whispered: "Your most loyal subordinate will soon return to you."
“Aizen-sama!”
5k, two updates tomorrow.