XX-level Hokage

Name: Yoru Shihouin — Gender: Female

Zanpakuto: Kuroneko: Ryoura

Initial pronouncement: Leave your scratches! Lingering! Identity: Grim Reaper

Optional Route: Lover's Affection Level: 40

Affection level: 10 (starting points +1) (already obtained)

Affection level: 50 (starting points +3) Affection level: 90 (starting points +5)

"Lady Mashiro is as beautiful as ever," Yoruichi said gently.

"Don't call me Mashiro-sama, it feels weird, just like when I call you Yoruichi-sama," Mashiro said softly.

"That's true~, but I still prefer to call you 'sir,' after all, I served under Mashiro-sama for quite some time." Yoruichi said with a smile. "Then go ahead and call me Yoruichi-chan." Mashiro didn't seem to mind.

"By the way, how did Yoruichi-chan find out I was here?" Mashiro suddenly asked.

"What are you talking about, Lady Mashiro? I just ran into you, my son, who's bored." Yoruichi licked her paws and said.

Ha, she really did learn bad habits from Kisuke Urahara. I remember Yoruichi was very well-behaved when she was under my command, but now she's become so slick.

His words are so smooth and clever.

"I don't believe a Killian will suddenly appear in the real world. No, rather than a Killian, it's more like a defective product with Killian-level capabilities," Masashi said with a smile.

"So, as expected, I couldn't hide it from you, Mashiro-sama. This Hollow is one of Urahara-kun's experiments. The purpose of releasing it this time was to force you out, Mashiro-sama," Yoruichi replied.

Chapter 45: H

"Looks like Kisuke Urahara already knows about my self." Mashiro didn't seem to care much. In this world, aside from strength, there are only three and a half truly intelligent people in Mashiro's eyes for now.

Aizen Yosuke, Urahara Kisuke, Kyoraku Shunsui, and Kurotsuchi Mayuri, who has great potential in technology development.

"Master Shinji, after you learned about the effects of the Hogyoku, you chose to leave the Soul Society. It's not difficult to find out about your own secrets. Therefore, Urahara guessed that you wouldn't let go of Kurosaki Ichigo, this valuable research data." Yoruichi didn't evade the question and answered calmly.

"Choosing to leave? Isn't that being forced to defect?" Mashiro chuckled softly.

"If it were us," the word "defector" wouldn't be wrong, but if it were you, Lord Shinpaku, that word would be a bit unrealistic. After all, you're from the same era as Captain-Commander Yamamoto, from the first Gotei 13 to the present. Captain-Commander Yamamoto might suspect us, but he would never suspect you," Yoruichi replied.

"Did the captain even tell you this?" Zhen asked himself.

Yoruichi shook her head. "Lord Mashiro, don't forget, I am a member of the Shihōin family, and Sennheiser Shihōin is also a member of the Shihōin family."

"That's true. So why did Urahara Kisuke go to all that trouble to force me out? What is he trying to do?" Mashiro gently patted Yoruichi's head and asked. "It's simple. Since Urahara guessed your purpose, Aizen naturally guessed it too. The current Aizen is different from before; he possesses the Hogyoku..."

He can no longer be measured by the Grim Reaper, so the main reason I came to see you, Lord Mashiro, is to cooperate. Yoruichi said earnestly.

"cooperate?"

"That's right, cooperation."

The moonlight seemed to brighten a bit.

Mashiro and Yoruichi finished discussing everything regarding their collaboration.

"...So, Mashiro-sama, Ichigo Kurosaki is in your care for now." Yoruichi finished speaking and was about to use Shunpo to disappear from the spot. "It's been so long since we last met, and Yoruichi-chan is planning to face me in her black cat form? What a pity." Mashiro suddenly said to Yoruichi.

Yoruichi, who had transformed into a black cat, turned to look at Mashiro, then seemed to sigh. Immediately afterward, the black cat disappeared, and a beautiful woman with long purple hair tied in a ponytail, golden eyes, brown skin, and a slender yet powerful figure appeared before Mashiro.

Furthermore, the woman was naked at this time.

"Have you seen enough, Mashiro-sama?" Yoruichi wasn't particularly shy; after all, Mashiro had seen her enough times before.

"What do you mean by that, Yoruichi-chan? I just wanted to see Yoruichi-chan, but I didn't expect her to appear in this form. How lewd." Mashiro looked at Yoruichi with appreciation, then said in a calm tone.

"Lady Mashiro is as bad as ever. Be careful, or I'll tell Hana-nee on you," Yoruichi said with a hint of helplessness.

“Unohana won’t mind. By the way, Yoruichi-chan’s figure is as good as ever,” Mashiro said with a smile. “That’s right,” Yoruichi said confidently, showing off her body to Mashiro.

"Alright, I've said my goodbyes, Mashiro-sama. I'll be leaving now." With that, Yoruichi transformed into a black cat and vanished. After watching Yoruichi disappear, Mashiro turned to look at Rukia and Ichigo, who had fainted nearby.

After a moment's thought, Mashiro grabbed Ichigo by the collar with one hand and hoisted Rukia onto her shoulder with the other. She vanished from the spot in an instant.

Soon, Mashiro appeared in Ichigo's room.

"Honestly, it's been so long since I used Shunpo, I feel a bit rusty." Muttering to herself, Mashiro placed Ichigo on the bed and then put Rukia in the closet.

Just as Mashiro was about to leave, Rukia's eyelids suddenly twitched, and then she opened her eyes.

Finally, Rukia saw Mashiro's profile and back. "Who is she? Where am I?! Right… that Hollow…"

The next day, Rukia and Ichigo arrived at school as usual.

The campus was still filled with a familiar atmosphere, with students walking in twos and threes, talking about yesterday's homework, the upcoming exams, or the latest gossip.

However, Rukia's mind was not on these mundane matters.

Her gaze kept drifting towards the back of the classroom, where Mashiro and Inoue Orihime were laughing and joking around.

"What's wrong?" Ichigo noticed Rukia's unusual behavior and turned his head to ask. His voice interrupted Rukia's thoughts, and she came back to her senses and shook her head.

"It's nothing," Rukia replied softly, but her eyes remained somewhat unfocused.

She recalled the scene from last night, the woman who suddenly appeared—her profile looked so much like Mashiro, her classmate. And judging from how easily that woman could use Shunpo (Instant Step), she must be a proper Shinigami (Death God).

Yesterday...did she save me and Ichigo? Rukia's mind was filled with questions.

"Ichigo, you go home alone today. I have some things to take care of," Rukia suddenly said, her tone firm.

Ichigo paused for a moment, then nodded: "Oh, okay." He didn't ask any further questions, just thinking that Rukia might have some personal matters to attend to.

After all, she had always been an independent person and rarely revealed much to him. After school, the students gradually left the classroom.

Just as Mashiro and Orihime were about to leave the classroom together, Rukia suddenly called out to them.

"Mashiro-kun, could you wait a moment?" Rukia's voice hesitated, but her eyes were firm. Mashiro turned to Rukia with a smile: "Of course, what's up?"

"I have something I'd like to talk to you about," Rukia said softly, glancing at Orihime beside her.

Namikaze Orihime seemed to sense the subtle change in the atmosphere, and waved with a smile, "Then I'll go first, you two can continue chatting." After Namikaze Orihime left, Rukia took Mashiro to the school rooftop.

The rooftop was deserted. A gentle breeze brought a touch of coolness. Rukia stood by the railing, silent for a moment, seemingly organizing her thoughts.

"Mashiro-kun, are you... a Shinigami?" Rukia finally spoke, her voice tinged with a hint of probing and nervousness. Mashiro smiled slightly, not answering directly, but instead asking, "Why do you ask?"

Rukia paused for a moment, then continued, "I remember everything that happened last night. You used Shunpo, and you know Ichigo and me very well. Ordinary humans couldn't do that."

"Last night?" Mashiro asked, somewhat puzzled.

Chapter 46: Memories

Seeing Mashiro's puzzled expression, Rukia froze. Could it be that I really saw wrong...?

"I must have made a mistake, Mashiro-kun. I'm sorry for taking up your time," Rukia said. "Pfft."

Mashiro suddenly chuckled.

"As expected of the Kuchiki family, always so hypocritical. Even though you've already guessed it, you still have to ask again." "You."

“That’s right, I am indeed a Grim Reaper, but I haven’t been one for many years.” Mashiro leaned against the rooftop railing and said with a light laugh. “Um, did you sneak out?” Rukia asked, looking intently at Mashiro.

In theory, Shinigami should not interfere with the human world, but there are still some Shinigami who are attached to the human world. They do not like life in Soul Society and eventually sneak into the human world.

Of course, this is not permitted by the Gotei 13. In a sense, these stowaways are also targets of Rukia's 13th Division.

"Anyway, thank you for last night." Rukia bowed in gratitude. [Kuchiki Rukia's Affection +20]

Name: Rukia Kuchiki Gender: Female

Zanpakuto: Sode no Shirayuki

Initial Explanation: Ling Wu, Xiu Baixue's Identity: Death God

Optional Route: Lover's Affection Level: 20

好感度：10（初始点+1）好感度：50（初始点+3) 好感度：90（初始点十5）

Rukia didn't dwell on Mashiro's identity as a stowaway, after all, to some extent, she was also a criminal of the Gotei 13 for secretly granting Ichigo the power of a Shinigami.

“No need to be so polite. I have a history with the Kuchiki family. Last night, I vaguely sensed the presence of a Hollow, so I went to the vicinity and found you and Ichigo. That's why I stepped in and saved you,” Mashiro said with a smile.

"Um, you... know me?" Rukia asked, somewhat puzzled.

In her opinion, Mashiro must be a powerful Shinigami to be able to take down the "Killion" level Hollow from last night, and she must also be her senior. Moreover, this senior has a history with the Kuchiki family, but for some reason, she has no recollection of him.

"you guess

Mashiro smiled and turned to walk away.

"If you encounter any trouble, you can come to me. After all, you can't return to the Tokishin World for the time being." Rukia sighed softly as she watched Mashiro leave.

If she could return to the Soul Realm right now, she would definitely ask her older brother.

But now, let's just hope this "senior" won't cause any trouble. That night.

The rain was heavy.

Perhaps it was because Mashiro mentioned the Kuchiki family.

Lucia, who was sleeping in the fireplace, had a very deep dream.

Rukia stood in the spacious courtyard of the Kuchiki family home, raindrops dripping from her hair.

Six-year-old Shukaku, dressed in slightly oversized robes, raised her trembling hand and practiced Kido over and over again. "Hado #4, Byakurai!"

A flash of white lightning streaked across my fingertip before disappearing into the rain.

Rukia bit her lip, feeling the light emanating from the corridor—Byakuya was standing there watching her. "Not good enough," his voice was as cold as ice. "Try again."

Rukia took a deep breath and raised her hand again. The rain blurred her vision, but she didn't dare wipe it.

She knew that Bai Zhan's most annoying trait was his weak and cowardly behavior. "Hado No. 4, White Lightning!"

This time, white lightning finally shot from her fingertips, carving a dazzling streak through the rain. Before Rukia could even rejoice, she heard Byakuya say, "Barely passable. Try again tomorrow."

He turned and left, his long black hair drawing an elegant arc in the rain. Rukia stood there, watching his figure disappear at the end of the corridor. She noticed a dry coat lying under the corridor.

This is her third month at the Kuchiki family home.

As an orphan from Rukongai, being adopted by the Kuchiki family, one of the four noble families, should have been a great honor for Rukia. However, Rukia knew that many people in the family did not welcome her.

"She really looks like Pai Zhen."

Shh, don't say that. The patriarch will be unhappy if he hears it...

Rukia often heard the servants' whispers. She didn't know who Lord Paijin was, but she could sense that whenever someone mentioned that name, Byakuya's eyes would turn exceptionally cold.