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Chapter 323, Section 320: The Permanent Grim Reaper

Panasonic Linghua.

She was a member of the 13th Division at the time, and a member of Rukia Kuchiki's team!

Meeting the other person's gaze, the girl puffed out her chest and shouted in an extremely proud tone.

"Don't let my short stature fool you, I'm actually very strong! Several uncles and elders are no match for me!"

Although he spoke with great confidence, his judgment, based on the current situation, was somewhat amusing.

"puff----"

"Oh, are you underestimating me?!"

"No, no—I just thought Hikari's behavior was cute."

Even though he's about the same age as me, he speaks in this tone—it always feels like he hasn't grown up yet.

After a slight sigh, the girl looked the other person up and down and said in a subtle tone.

"So, what Rinka means is, can you send me to the next life?"

When they started talking about serious matters, the girl, who had been sulking, suddenly changed her expression.

She put her hands on her hips, nodded vigorously, and shouted loudly.

"Of course! Even though I'm a new member, things like this are a piece of cake for me—it's part of my job!"

That sounds a bit far-fetched.

But before she could speak, Matsushita Ryukaku placed her right hand on the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.

Click—

Zanpakuto.

As one of the Grim Reaper's personal tools, it also signifies the source of the Grim Reaper's ultimate power.

After Matsushita Ryukaku grasped the sword, her previously playful demeanor visibly subsided.

No need to open your mouth.

But the gaseous substances floating around it had begun to stir up the air.

What was that? Like something utterly incomprehensible and beyond the comprehension of common sense, it swayed silently, creeping...

It crawled, twisted, and finally turned into a blue gas.

It began to boil silently —

call!

Is it the wind?

The person involved quickly dismissed this misconception, blinking and forcing her attention back to the present moment.

She saw a visible gust of air rising into the sky, and Matsushita Ryukaku raised her Zanpakuto—

The girl's expression twitched visibly the instant she saw this scene.

"wait----"

The words had not yet been spoken.

The blade flashed, and a gust of wind swept past.

She instinctively cried out in surprise, but found that she didn't feel any pain.

She subconsciously touched her body up and down, and after confirming that there was no real harm, she raised her head blankly and looked in front of her.

Matsushita Hikari gave her a warm smile.

"There was something dirty on you—it's okay, I've cleaned it up for you!"

The soul itself is a kind of existence that tends to be neutral.

If they encounter certain special events and linger in the world for a long time, they are easily influenced by many things, thus exhibiting various distorted tendencies.

Last and last —

Blurring is therefore unavoidable.

Matsushita Rika naturally wanted to avoid this from happening, so she cut off certain things, which made the other person's body seem much lighter.

The girl looked at her body with surprise, her eyes sparkling with a subtle light, and her tone became somewhat curious.

"What did you do to me?"

"Nothing special happened."

Matsushita Hikari straightened her head and revealed a hearty smile.

"I just helped you solve some unseen troubles—hehe, don't mention it!"

The two were clearly not on the same wavelength, but fortunately, this did not hinder their interaction.

"Then now I—"

"Yes, you are ready to be reborn in the Pure Land."

Matsushita Ryukaku raised the hilt of her sword, brought the engraved part closer, and gently placed it on the girl's forehead.

Click click click click click click —

A smooth arc appeared behind her, and the sliding door slowly opened from it.

Feeling a force pulling at her body, the girl's expression inevitably showed some panic.

But her fear and unease quickly dissipated.

Because Matsushita Hikari came over, grabbed her hand, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, the Soul Society isn't the same place it used to be—even if you don't reincarnate, you can live happily there!"

"Really?!"

"I promise! And you might even see someone you know over there. Is there any family member you'd like to see?"

"I—I have it!"

"Then let's go take a look! Everything you want to see is in Soul Society!"

"When I get there, will I still be able to find you?"

"Sure, you can go to the 13th Division. Remember my name, Matsushita Hisaka!"

Snap—

The soul was absorbed into the compartment, the sliding door closed, and it slowly disappeared until it was completely gone.

As the scene faded away before her eyes, Matsushita Rinka opened her mouth slightly, but in the end, she only let out a faint sigh.

She also wanted to go back.

But before that—

"No, no, I'm already a strong member of the 13th Division, I can't just go home now—"

Otherwise, Dad will laugh at me!

Let's finish the task first!

She sheathed her Zanpakuto and left the spot humming a little tune.

I just made plans to ride the train with Rukia, so I can't waste time outside like this.

She had only taken two steps when Matsushita Ryukaku seemed to sense something, suddenly stopped, and stared back at the direction behind her.

After a brief silence, she turned halfway around and moved closer to the direction of the gaze until she stood still in an open space.

Her gaze seemed to pierce through some unknowable and invisible barrier, and after capturing something, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she made a grasping motion.

Snapped.

After a crisp echo, Matsushita Ryouka held a dark object in her hand.

It was constantly writhing its body, while emitting short, sharp, popping cries—

"Hey, can't you just behave yourself for once?"

Matsushita Hikari's tone carried a hint of complaint.

If other Grim Reapers were present, they would most likely show signs of distress upon seeing this scene—and the reason is simple.

Because anyone can see that what the girl is holding in her hand is a small-scale illusion.

Within Hueco Mundo, they should be considered among the first batch to be formed.

These ethereal bodies are quite fragile, like krill at the bottom of the ocean food chain, ubiquitous yet often preyed upon by various forces.

When ordinary Grim Reapers see these guys, they usually only have one reaction.

That is to crush them without any scruples.

Such a view of life and death is incompatible with Hollows; this is the view of almost all Shinigami.

However, Matsushita Hikari is clearly quite different.

The girl stared at the little creature wriggling in her hands, silently pursed her lips, and then sighed almost imperceptibly.

"If you want to survive, you need to have some sense of observation, right? It's hard for someone like you to grow up in this world."

Therefore————

"Let me take you home."

She raised her left hand and poked the air with her index finger.

It was just a simple, unremarkable movement, yet it seemed to vibrate the entire air, causing the surrounding space to be pulled and silently collapsed inwards.

Guh————

The flat surface, like a tattered cloth, receded, rolled up, and gradually came back together.

Snapped!

With a sudden, soft sound, a visible crack appeared in the space.

"Go back and eat well, grow up quickly, and remember to report to the research institute—did you hear me?"

She held it in her hand and shook it gently, as if she were holding a hamster, then casually tossed it into the container and clapped her hands as she did so.

There doesn't seem to be anything particularly noteworthy about Matsushita Hikari's behavior.

However, within this black mist, a terrifying aura was emanating—if an ordinary person were to pass by, even if they couldn't see it, they would likely show expressions of surprise and disgust.

It cannot be seen or touched.

But some unseen, terrifying things are rapidly taking shape—

This sensation even triggered a reaction from some of the Shinigami stationed in Karakura Town, but their responses varied.

Kisuke Urahara's General Store.

"Haha, you're such a joker, uncle—we'll come again next time!"

After seeing off several annoying customers, the tall, robust man with glasses and a strong build, Wakashi Tetsuzai, sighed helplessly.

Life is tough.

The former leader of the Ghost Path Sect, the Great Ghost Master, is now struggling to make ends meet here—a situation that is truly frustrating and poignant.

As the weather gradually gets hotter, some goods should be stocked earlier than before.

When you open a business, you should consider all aspects.

As he pondered this, Wakashi Tetsuzai busied himself carrying boxes, but suddenly seemed to sense something and abruptly turned around, looking in a certain direction.

"————?"

His expression turned serious almost instantly.

Is this for real? Why do I feel that aura that only exists in Hueco Mundo in Karakura Town?!

Could it be—

After muttering something under his breath, Wakashi Tetsuzai put down what he was holding, turned around, and ran back to the warehouse behind the shop.

"Manager Urahara, Manager Urahara!!!"

He moved with lightning speed, almost charging straight in.

But soon, he was stopped in his tracks by a figure.

The other person was a girl who looked quite frail, and even spoke in a soft voice, as if she might suddenly burst into tears at any moment.

Rain in the small house.

"The manager is talking to some customers and can't come out right now—"

Even when explaining the situation from one side, such an inaccurate tone and lack of assertiveness is truly frustrating.

Although nominally a general store clerk, he always looked like a doormat.

But in reality, she is a combination of an artificial soul and a prosthetic body. In a sense, her very existence possesses the qualifications and level to replace the Spirit King.

The Spirit King is a substitute.

To others, such a status is itself an extraordinary one.

However, in Urahara Kisuke's case, the other party didn't seem to regard this kind of research as a similar qualification.

He was simply pursuing things that interested him.

Perhaps that's why Tessai Tsukabishi insisted on following behind the other side—but at this moment, he felt that Urahara's side didn't seem to understand the urgency of the situation.

He shouted almost reflexively.

"This is important! How could the aura of Hueco Mundo appear in the real world?! This could very well be an invasion, and we must—"

"Um, that—"

Hosoya Ame's voice was still trembling uncontrollably. It was an extremely exaggerated pressure for her that Hirai was simply trying to state his opinion.

But even so.

For the sake of her beloved store manager, she was still able to force herself to say those words.

"The guest who came today—he came specifically to resolve this matter!"

Tetsuzai's expression seemed to freeze on his face, and after a brief silence, he shouted as if waking from a dream, and then hurriedly asked.

"Then—who on earth has come?!"

Hoshino Yu pursed her lips and shook her head.

She was clearly not interested in these things and couldn't analyze the specifics.

Even when pressed for answers, he could only speak softly and uncertainly.

"I was just listening to them say—something about the captain of the 11th Division—"

Gudong.

"Please have some tea."

With a nervous expression, Hana Ryujin put down his teacup, carefully backed away, and left the room, looking back every few steps.

Kisuke Urahara snapped open the folding fan, letting out a strange, loud laugh, his tone filled with a sense of melancholy.

"I never expected this—I never thought I'd be able to meet you again!"

The tone of his voice contained a mix of emotion, sighs, and a hint of helplessness.

of course.

Finally, after a brief pause, Kisuke Urahara's tone also seemed to sink down in an instant.

"Although it may sound presumptuous, given the circumstances, I have no choice but to ascertain some things—so, may I ask in what capacity you have come to visit?"

Captain of the 11th Division, one of the masterminds behind Hueco Mundo, and the Soul King's human proxy —

In terms of titles alone, the man in front of me has too many embellishments, to the point of being astonishing.

Upon hearing these questions, Matsushita Yusuke simply smiled faintly and replied in a calm tone.

"I don't have such a complicated identity. I'm here today partly to let you all know in advance on behalf of my good-for-nothing daughter."

He bowed and nodded in acknowledgment.

Matsushita Yusuke said with a smile.

"For the next period of time, she will be the resident Grim Reaper of Karakura Town. Please take good care of her."

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