XX-level Hokage

As a boy, he struggled in the ruins of Rukongai, fighting with stray dogs for a piece of moldy bread, and at night he would hug his knees and lean against a broken wall, not knowing if he would survive the next day.

When he first awakened his Fullbring ability, he saw that his hands could manipulate the stones around him, but because he couldn't control his power, he accidentally broke the window of the only old lady who was willing to give warmth to others, and could only run away like a wolf in the terrified eyes of the old lady.

Later, he found Liluka, Jekyll, and others who were also Fullbringers, and together they established XCUTION in an abandoned warehouse. Standing before them, he said with a firm look in his eyes, "We must protect each other and never let anyone bully us again..."

"Do you see that?" Yin Cheng's voice trembled with tears, and the dark golden energy began to flicker erratically. "I lost my family, I'm despised by everyone, I can't even think..."

Those I wanted to protect, I couldn't keep! Now I finally have the power to rewrite all of this, so why are you all trying to stop me?

As Ichigo watched the lights and shadows, his grip on Zangetsu tightened slightly. He had witnessed the pain of losing family and understood the feeling of being isolated, but he knew even better that trying to fill one's own wounds by hurting others would only lead to an endless cycle of pain.

"Yincheng, I know that the pain is real, but what you're doing now is causing more children to lose their families and plunging more people into fear—this is truly..."

Is this what you want?

Silver City's attack suddenly stopped, and the dark golden energy wave stopped in mid-air, as if it had been paused.

Just then, a petite figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd. Liluka held up her doll, her voice trembling but unusually firm: "Silver City! Have you forgotten? When we made our promise in the warehouse, you said that the power of a Spellcaster is not for revenge, but for protecting people who are important to you!"

Jieqi also stepped forward, her hands clenched into fists from nervousness, her eyes reddening: "You also said that we have experienced pain, so we should understand the difficulties of others and not let our pain become a reason to hurt others!"

Kisawa silently walked to Liruka's side, took out a candy from his pocket, the kind of fruit candy that Ginjo used to share with everyone; Yukio turned on his portable game console, and the screen showed the games they used to play together. Although he didn't speak, the nostalgia and expectation in his eyes were more powerful than any words.

Yincheng looked at his companions and his eyes wavered. The dark golden energy began to fade, revealing the original light blue underneath.

"Shut up! All of you shut up!" Yin Cheng clutched his head and collapsed to the ground, roaring in agony, "The Yin Cheng who only knew how to talk big and couldn't even protect himself is dead! The one I am now is truly powerful!"

Chapter 310: Ichigo VS Ginjo (Part 2)

"Ginjo! Stop right now!" Ichigo rushed forward, trying to get closer to the other person, but was repelled by the violent energy. "You're not controlling the book, the book is controlling you!"

But Ginjo was no longer listening; his pupils were filled with only dark golden light, his consciousness completely consumed by his obsession. "I want to create a new world without pain... a world that only I can control." He slowly raised his hand, and the entire sky of Karakura Town was instantly covered in dark gold, the sunlight was completely blocked, and the people on the streets began to become transparent, as if they would dissipate into the air at any moment. The structure of reality was like fragile glass, covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"Ginjo, I know you're in pain." Ichigo's voice no longer traveled through his ears, but appeared directly in the depths of Ginjo's consciousness, like a warm ray of light.

The light pierced through the thick fog of obsession, "But you can't bear so much pain alone. Let me help you share it, okay?"

But Ichigo had already made his choice. He released all his defenses, letting the dark golden energy surge into his body like a tidal wave. Instantly, intense pain spread throughout his body, as if countless knives were simultaneously cutting into his internal organs. His mind was filled with countless voices—crying, cursing, and pleading—each trying to devour his consciousness.

"Hold on, Ichigo!" Zangetsu's voice echoed in his mind. "These are not enemies, but emotions that need to be understood."

Ichigo gritted his teeth, not resisting the energy, but instead opening his heart to accept the story behind each voice: the voice cursing the world came from a mother who had lost her child; the pleading voice came from a boy betrayed by his friend; the crying voice came from a Fullbringer who would never see his family again...

"I understand your pain..." Ichigo responded softly in his heart, "I accept your emotions... I will help you remember this feeling and not let it be forgotten."

As Ichigo absorbed the last wisp of dark golden energy, the vortex in the sky slowly dissipated, the dark golden sky returned to its original blue, the transparent people gradually regained their solidity, and the cracked buildings became whole again. Ginjo, having lost his power, went limp and plummeted from mid-air to the ground, crashing onto the lawn. At this moment, he was just an ordinary Fullbringer, devoid of his previous rage and madness.

Ichigo landed slowly. His appearance hadn't changed much, but his eyes held a gentle warmth born of experience. A faint golden aura surrounded him, neither dazzling nor unsettling. He walked up to Ginjo, bent down, and extended his hand: "It's over, Ginjo."

Ginjo looked up at Ichigo's hand, his eyes filled with confusion, resentment, and a hint of relief: "Why...why could you do that? I clearly craved power more than you, and understood pain more than you..."

Yincheng stared at the outstretched hand, remaining silent for a long time before finally shaking his head with a bitter smile: "It's too late, Kurosaki. I've already hurt too many people; there's no going back."

Liluka wanted to step forward to persuade them, but Jieqi stopped her. She knew that Silver City needed time, not pressure.

Yincheng slowly stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his clothes, and looked at the members of XCUTION with an apologetic look in his eyes: "I'm sorry to have disappointed you." He paused, then added, "From now on... you have to take good care of yourselves and not be as impulsive as before."

Ji Ze handed him the fruit candy. Yin Cheng hesitated for a moment, then took the candy and put it in his pocket.

He glanced at Ichigo one last time, said nothing, turned and walked towards the alley in the distance. His figure appeared somewhat lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun, yet...

It was filled with air again, just like before.

Ichigo watched his retreating figure without trying to stop him. He knew that Ginjo needed time to make amends for his mistakes, and this was a path he had to walk alone.

"How are you feeling now?" Urahara walked to Ichigo's side, looking at him with concern. "Are you not experiencing any rejection reaction from the power within you?"

Ichigo shook his head, feeling the steady flow of energy within his body, and a smile appeared on his lips: "I'm fine, even better than before. I finally understand that power itself is neither right nor wrong; the key lies in the person who uses it."

Becoming the owner of this book is not just about gaining power, but also about taking on a responsibility—to understand the suffering in the world and to protect the warmth of others.

Ichigo gripped the moon tightly, his gaze fixed firmly on the distance.

Chapter 311: Total Annihilation (Part 1)

The evenings in Karakura Town are always shrouded in a lukewarm orange hue.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the school building, and the lingering echo of the school bell still hung over the playground. Kurosaki Ichigo walked along the sidewalk with his schoolbag on his back, the zipper of his school uniform jacket not fully zipped up, revealing a black T-shirt with a band logo printed on it.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Yincheng has completely disappeared lately." Qi Wu slung his backpack over his shoulder, kicked a small pebble at his feet, and the pebble landed on the asphalt road.

He jumped up and rolled into the bushes. "I used to occasionally run into him at the convenience store, but now I haven't even seen him at the coffee shop he used to frequent."

Mizuiro pushed up his glasses and quickly swiped his fingertips across his phone screen—he had just come across a post on the Karakura Town local forum where someone said they had seen a man wearing a cross necklace on a mountain road in the suburbs.

"Someone on the forum said he left the city to train in the mountains." He paused, then turned to Ichigo, who hadn't spoken until now. "You were close to Ginjo-sensei before, didn't you hear about his plans?"

Ichigo paused for half a second, his fingertips unconsciously tightening their grip on his backpack strap. A few sycamore leaves swirled in the wind, landing at his feet.

The scene from the day Ginjo Kugo left suddenly flashed into his mind: on the rooftop of an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, a man put the blood-stained cross necklace back on his neck and said, "You'll have to find a chance to pay me back what you owe me," his tone heavy with unspoken sorrow. His Adam's apple bobbed, and in the end he only vaguely replied, "I didn't ask any questions."

At the same time, deep in the mountains a hundred kilometers west of Karakura Town, the moonlight was filtering down through the gaps in the pine branches.

Ginjo Kugo stood on a flat rock, the cross necklace floating in his palm, gleaming with a faint silver-blue light.

“Not enough…” he murmured, the necklace in his palm suddenly trembling, as if responding to his unwillingness.

Yincheng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to mobilize the remaining Fullbring power in his body, but as soon as a trace of energy gathered at his fingertips, the surrounding air suddenly seemed to freeze.

Pine needles hung in mid-air, and even the chirping of insects in the forest suddenly ceased.

The spots of moonlight falling on the ground remained motionless, as if the whole world had been paused.

Yin Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, his right hand instantly grasping the cross necklace—the necklace transformed into a giant sword half the height of a man in his palm, the patterns on the blade not yet fully formed.

As soon as the light came on, a person could be seen sitting on a boulder not far away.

The pure white haori gleamed coldly in the moonlight, its hem hanging on the edge of the rock without swaying at all.

Mashiro rested her chin on one hand, while playing with a maple leaf she had picked from somewhere in the other. When she saw Ginjo looking over, she slowly raised her eyes, a lazy smile playing on her lips.

"What a touching story of self-redemption, Ginjo-kun." Her voice was soft, yet like ice beads falling on metal, it clearly reached Ginjo's ears. "No..."

Silver City's back tensed instantly, and the greatsword trembled slightly in his hand. He knew all too well Mashiro's strength—back at XCUTION's base, this woman had almost caused everyone's Fullbring to go out of control just by standing there.

"Why are you here?" He lowered his voice, his gaze fixed on Mashiro, even his breathing becoming slightly softer. He knew Mashiro, of course.

Mashiro leaped down from the rock, landing silently as if her feet were on soft cotton rather than hard ground. She walked step by step toward Ginjo, the hem of her haori gently brushing against the withered grass on the ground with each step: "To clean up some mistakes that shouldn't exist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Cheng suddenly felt an invisible hand gripping his throat. He jerked back, trying to slash his sword to cut off the force, but his arm felt as heavy as lead, and he couldn't even lift the blade.

The Fullbring energy surged wildly within her body, yet couldn't even escape through her skin—like a flame trapped in a glass dome, its surging energy unable to reach the outside. "Too weak." Mashiro stopped, shaking her head regretfully, her eyes devoid of any emotion. "It doesn't even qualify to make me take it seriously."

She casually flicked her sleeve. Yincheng felt a tremendous force strike his chest, and he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, his back slamming heavily onto the pine tree.

They're targeting me too.

Mashiro walked up to him, looking down at him. The moonlight stretched her shadow long, just covering Ginjo.

"Someone has to be held responsible for allowing something so dangerous to appear in the mortal world." Her voice was as cold as ice. "You think Soul Society didn't notice anything unusual? Someone just beat them to it."

Yincheng wanted to say something more, but suddenly everything went black and he lost consciousness completely.

At the same time, in the arcade in Karakura Town, Liluka was sitting on the sofa holding her doll "Angelo," with an anime playing on the TV in front of her.

The arcade was almost closing time, and she was the only customer left. The owner was yawning and doing his accounts behind the counter when suddenly the TV screen froze.

Liluka frowned and reached for the remote control, but as soon as her finger touched the button, the whole space suddenly fell silent—the boss's yawn hung on his face, the streetlights outside the window stopped flickering, and even the plush toy in her arms stopped swaying.

"Cute little guy." A familiar voice came from behind.

Liluka turned around abruptly and saw Mashiro standing between the arcade machines. Her pure white haori was particularly dazzling under the neon lights. She subconsciously hugged Angelo tighter and gathered the power of Fullbring at her fingertips. Usually, Angelo could grow bigger whenever she wanted, but this time, the doll in her arms was just a soft lump and didn't react with even a trace of energy.

"What...what do you want to do?" Liluka's voice trembled slightly. She tried to stand up, but found that she couldn't move her body at all.

Mashiro walked up to her, lowered herself, and gently brushed her fingertips across Liruka's cheek, the touch cool. "Don't be afraid," she said with a smile, "I'm just here to take you to a better place."

As soon as she finished speaking, Liluka felt everything go black and lost consciousness.

Chapter 312: Total Annihilation (Part 2)

In a gym in the Kita Ward of Karakura Town, Jieqi was punching a sandbag.

Sweat trickled down her forehead, soaking her sports vest. The "Dirty Boots" Full Manifestation was activated—the soles of her shoes were covered with a layer of pale purple energy, and with each punch, the sandbag would be sent flying backward.

The sandbags hit the steel frame with a dull thud.

Jieqi was panting and was about to adjust her posture when she suddenly saw another figure in the mirror.

Mashiro stood behind her, hands in her haori pockets, looking at Jieqi in the mirror with a playful glint in her eyes. "Not bad strength, but unfortunately, it's being used in the wrong place."

Jieqi whirled around, her fists clenched, and the energy in the soles of her shoes surged instantly: "Who are you? How did you get in?" "Who I am is not important." Zhenbai snapped her fingers lightly.

Suddenly, Jieqi felt as if the power of her Fullbring had been drained from her body. The purple energy on the soles of her shoes vanished instantly, and even her arms became weak and sore. She looked at her hands in disbelief—the strength that had allowed her to easily knock away the sandbags just moments before was now so great that she could barely make a fist.

"How could this be..." she muttered to herself, taking a step back as she ran.

Mashiro walked towards her step by step, her tone calm: "Your Fullbring relies on contact to transfer power, but in front of me, all energy transfer will be cut off." She raised her hand and placed it on Jieqi's shoulder. Jieqi felt a chill spread from her shoulder to her whole body, and the next second she lost consciousness.

In the clock shop, Ze is repairing an old pocket watch.

A magnifying glass rested on the bridge of his nose, and tweezers on his fingertips gripped tiny gears with machine-like precision. His "Silent Time" technique remained constant—he could set "time limits" for objects around him whenever he wanted, such as making this pocket watch automatically start running in ten minutes.

Suddenly, the gears on the tweezers stopped.

Tazawa frowned, thinking the light was too dim. Just as he was about to adjust the lamp, he saw Mashiro standing in front of the counter, looking at the antique clocks in the glass case. "Your ability is very interesting." Mashiro picked up a pocket watch and gently shook it. "You can set time limits for everything, but unfortunately... time has no will to me."

Zizawa instantly became alert, his hands quickly forming hand seals, attempting to set a ten-minute time limit for Mashiro, preventing her from moving.

But as soon as he activated his technique, he felt a sharp pain in his eye—his left eye, which was embedded with a clock, suddenly stopped moving. "No... my eye!" Chaze clutched his left eye and collapsed, the pain making him tremble all over.

Mashiro put the pocket watch back on the counter and walked up to him: "Don't struggle, your abilities are useless against me." She gently stepped on the back of Zizawa's hand, and Zizawa cried out in pain before his vision went black and he fainted.

The worst off was Yukio, who was trapped in the game space he created, surrounded by flickering screens and robotic arms, with the air filled with the smell of electronic devices.

Since Silver City left, he has locked himself here, strengthening his defenses with the rules of the game space—anyone who breaks in will trigger the "intruders will die" program and be attacked by countless lasers and traps.

"Warning! Unidentified intruder detected!" An alarm suddenly sounded in the space, all screens instantly turned red, and the robotic arms turned towards the entrance.

Yukio sat at the control panel, his fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard: "So it's finally here? Then let me show you what I'm capable of!" He pressed the Enter key, and countless laser beams shot out from the walls, sweeping towards the entrance.

But the laser disappeared as soon as it touched the air at the entrance.

Yukio froze, not having reacted yet, when she saw Mashiro walk in from the entrance, her haori spotless. The laser swept across her body, but it passed through her like air, causing no harm whatsoever.

"How is this possible... My rules clearly..." Xuexu's voice trembled slightly. He pressed a few more buttons, trying to activate the trap, but the console screen suddenly went completely black, without even a trace of electricity.

Mashiro walked up to him, looked at the panicked Yukio, and said calmly, "Your game space has rules that you set, but here, all rules can be broken." She raised her hand and placed it on Yukio's head. Yukio felt a surge of power rush into his brain, and the screen and mechanical arm in front of him instantly disappeared—his game space had been forcibly dismantled.