Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 412 Troublesome Roles Who Don't Interfere with Each Other

It was a hidden and dark fluctuation of spiritual energy that made him feel very uncomfortable.

If I had to describe it... it smells a lot like the scent of a ghost.

Great Void? At the airport?

This dangerous situation chilled his aura, but he did not act rashly. He relied solely on his spiritual perception to try and detect the source of the strange aura.

"Someone is approaching," Asuka said to Shinobu in a very low voice.

Shinobu Kocho, who was originally in a relaxed state, suddenly tensed up.

Although he was still elegantly drinking tea on the surface, his hands, hidden under his sleeves, were already clenched, ready to break free of the artificial body at any moment.

"Are they coming for us?"

"No, it doesn't seem like they're deliberately hiding themselves."

The bird slightly turned its head, subtly shifting its gaze away.

Not far from them, in the corridor about seven or eight meters away.

A figure was slowly pushing a suitcase towards the VIP lounge further inside.

He was an extremely handsome young man, tall and slender, with striking short, slightly curly hair that was as blue as a sapphire.

He wore a perfectly tailored, bespoke dark blue suit with a silver-gray silk tie, exuding an elegance reminiscent of aristocrats from a bygone era.

His appearance even drew the attention of Sonoko, who was usually infatuated with girls, and she stared at him intently for a long time.

However, in Asuka's intuition, this guy was very strange.

"That body... is fake," Asuka immediately concluded in her mind.

That wasn't a human body, but like the two of them, it was an extremely well-made prosthetic body.

What truly alarmed Asuka was not the advanced prosthetic body itself, but the soul residing within it.

Although it was hard to see clearly, the bird could indeed sense a putrid smell emanating from the person, accompanied by a strong, insect-like odor.

That chilling aura, accumulated over countless years, no matter how bright and shiny the exterior it may be concealed with, still emanates from it.

This aura... it felt incredibly familiar to him, so familiar that he could hardly believe it...

"A dirty inkstone?" He was startled.

Seemingly noticing Asuka's gaze, the blue-haired youth, who was about to swipe his card to enter the VIP channel, suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head, following the direction of his senses, and cast his gaze upon the bird sitting in the massage chair.

The moment their eyes met, time seemed to stand still in that small space.

In that brief second, the young man's fingers tightened around the access card, and his body involuntarily trembled.

A flash of confusion and surprise crossed those eyes, then quickly vanished.

Then, something unexpected happened to Asuka.

The blue-haired youth actually waved gently at the bird.

It felt like bumping into an old friend you haven't seen in years at the airport and exchanging a relaxed greeting.

He then withdrew his gaze, pushed open the door to the VIP waiting room, and his tall figure completely disappeared behind the lights.

The door closed, isolating the chilling spiritual energy fluctuations.

Feiniao continued to gaze in the direction of the waiting room, his brows furrowed deeply.

He didn't recognize the blue-haired youth; he had never seen such a face before... Why was the other person greeting him?

That feeling of decay... that chilling aura like the Great Void... what is that?

The Dirty Inkstone... is it a descendant of the Dirty Inkstone? A descendant of Yan Ye? That can't be right...

"Asuka?" Shinobu noticed the change in Asuka's emotions. "Was there something wrong with that person just now?"

Asuka relaxed her tense muscles and leaned back in her chair: "There's a problem, and a big problem."

"Is it because he's wearing a prosthetic body?"

"That's not all... If I'm not senile yet, this guy should have a close relationship with an old acquaintance of mine, and he's no good."

"I suspect..." he cautiously judged, "that he, like you, and like Yaozai and the others, are outcasts who have been dragged into this world."

"An alien from another world?" Shinobu Kocho exclaimed in surprise.

Asuka nodded, thinking carefully: "It could be a offspring from another world, or it could be a parasitic soul... I'm not sure right now, but it's definitely a problem."

"Should we deal with him now?" Shinobu's eyes turned cold.

For this person, who is skilled in using poison even without using a Zanpakuto.

She has many ways to make the guy in the VIP lounge have his heart stop silently before the plane takes off.

"...Don't make any rash moves." Asuka pressed down on Shinobu's hand.

"Didn't you always advocate nipping threats in the bud?"

Asuka looked towards the VIP passage: "Squad Zero made it clear that we are not allowed to start any conflicts in the mortal world."

"If that guy is really what I think, he won't be so easy to deal with..."

"If we act rashly, I'm worried that we'll leave the airport in a mess, which would defeat the purpose of our discreet infiltration into London."

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"And..." He pulled down his sunglasses, revealing a thoughtful look, "I could sense that he recognized me too, but he didn't show any hostility just now, and it seems he didn't want to have a conflict with me."

"I don't know what this guy is. Since he's pretending to be dead, there's no need for us to rush into a fight."

Feiniao shrugged and pointed at the plane with his chin: "Anyway, once we get to London, that'll be a headache for the Natural Dragon Administration."

After hearing this, Shinobu's tense shoulders relaxed, and she looked at Asuka with disbelief: "Mr. Asuka, how did you become so calm? It's incredible."

"...Isn't it better to avoid trouble?"

"Okay, okay, okay, whatever you say is fine." She grasped Asuka's large hand in return, the warmth of which made her feel incredibly at ease: "Anyway, you're the captain, I'll listen to you."

After a brief interlude, Shinobu Kocho steered the conversation back on track: "What specific plans do you have once we arrive in London?"

"Once we get there, the first thing we need to do is adapt to the rules of the Western District." Asuka held up an airport magazine with some descriptions of London's customs and culture: "After all, London is completely different from Seireitei."

"There are no Grim Reapers or Hollows over there; they are facing creatures called 'Dragons.'"

"A dragon?" Shinobu Kocho tilted her head slightly. "Like those fire-breathing monsters we hear about in modern mythology?"

"I'm not entirely sure either. I've heard that many dragons even live in symbiosis with humans and are used as resources." Asuka casually flipped through the magazine. "Since the flute troupe is hosting us, let's start with them and learn about the dragons of London. It'll also give us some insight into the potential dangers..."

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The two continued their hushed conversation on the massage chairs, reviewing the known information about London in their minds.

Not far away, Kogoro Mouri was still complaining about the horse race results, while Genta Kojima was still clamoring for eel rice.

The little boy named Conan seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep due to the effects of the drugs.

Ding-dong—

A crisp airport announcement suddenly rang out.

Then, a sweet and standard female voice came from the broadcast, announcing twice in Japanese and English: "Passengers bound for London Heathrow International Airport, please note that boarding for your flight JL043 is now commence."

"Please take your belongings with you, show your boarding pass, and board at Gate 8."

Have a pleasant journey...

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