Offer blocks to the end times

The staff member next to them also came over. The staff member was still a bit speechless about Yato, but with good professionalism, he still respectfully took the menu and went to prepare the dishes.

Soon, various slices of meat were served. Yato quickly took out long chopsticks, and afterimages appeared in his hands. Senju saw that the hot iron plate was filled with various slices of meat, and the shapes on them were quite beautiful. Moreover, according to Senju's observation, the heating surfaces of each slice of meat were scientifically designed.

"Aizen, try my grilled meat. Putting everything else aside, my grilling skills are top-notch," Yato said smugly. Senju, on the other hand, silently took out an apple and started eating it. To be honest, he wasn't very interested in ordinary grilled meat anymore.

After Yato finished eating two plates of grilled meat, a girl finally came in. She looked around and then walked over. "Yato, who is this?"

"Ah, it's Lord Aizen's treat. Because I helped him out, Lord Aizen is treating us," Yato mumbled with his mouth full of grilled meat. Senju nodded. "Hello, Ichiki-san, I am Aizen Sousuke. You can just call me Aizen."

“Yes, Lord Aizen,” Hiyori Iki looked at the seats and then sat down next to Senju. “I am Hiyori Iki. Just call me ‘Hiyori’.”

"Hmm, hello, Hiyori," Senju thought to herself, the name reminding her of a manga. "By the way, why don't you order some food too?"

"This isn't necessary," Hiyori shook her head helplessly, looking at the table full of plates. "But with so many, won't it be too much of a burden for you?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Senju shook his head. He had gained two very powerful templates from just one barbecue, which was a great deal, even though he usually got things for free. "Yato helped me a lot, so treating him to a meal is nothing."

"That's good," Hiyori breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed she knew a lot about Yato's work. It seemed this wasn't just a believer, but the chief believer. However, Senju narrowed his eyes and said, "Miss Hiyori, your soul seems a bit unusual. The connection between your body and soul is a bit loose."

"Ah, you noticed?!" Hiyori exclaimed in surprise, while Yato mumbled beside her, "Aizen is a Shinigami, he knows a lot about souls."

"The Grim Reaper?!" Hiyori leaned away from Senju, then regained her composure. "Ahaha, so it's the Grim Reaper. No wonder."

Hiyori appeared cheerful, but in her heart she had already kicked Yato dozens of times over. Senju, standing beside her, speechlessly reached out his hand, "Hey, Hiyori, are you out of your body?"

Just now, when she leaned to one side, it was her soul that came towards her, while her body fell to one side. Senju pulled her body back and made her lean against the sofa. Only then did Hiyori realize, "Sorry, sorry, I'll go back right away!"

After saying that, she returned to her body, but Senju had already seen the tail behind her. Wasn't that the chain connecting the soul to the body? However, the shape here was slightly different; it just looked like a tail. "Don't worry about it, I know someone like you..."

"Same here, the kind of guy who frequently has out-of-body experiences."

"Huh? Are there people like me?" Hiyori asked in surprise. Senju nodded. "There are quite a few. The essence of a Shinigami is the soul. When a substitute Shinigami in the mortal world carries out a mission, their soul must leave their body so that they can fight."

"Substitute Shinigami?" Yukine asked doubtfully. Senju nodded and started talking nonsense, "It's that among living humans, some people have naturally strong souls and can become candidates for Shinigami. However, in thousands of years, the number of Substitute Shinigami has only been in the hundreds. But today I discovered that Hiyori is very suitable to become a Substitute Shinigami."

Chapter 1,393 Believers

"Haha, Death God and all that," Hiyori chuckled dryly, while Yato, who was smiling at Yukine, immediately turned and shouted, spitting out the grilled meat in his mouth, "No way!"

"Seriously!" A wall of light instantly appeared in front of Senju, blocking the flying pieces of grilled meat. Yukine, standing beside him, was furious at the contaminated meat in front of her. "Yato, what are you doing?!"

However, Yato ignored him and instead nervously grabbed Hiyori's shoulders. "Hiyori, you...you won't agree, will you? You're my follower!"

"Yes, yes, Yato, you want to let go!" Hiyori was a little dizzy from being shaken, but Yato in front of her seemed to be in a deep panic, still shouting there. Then Hiyori suddenly gave him a headbutt. "Calm down, Yato!"

Yato was knocked down onto the sofa behind him, but he still looked very happy. He then glared at Senju menacingly and said, "That's great! And Aizen, don't steal my followers!"

“Well, I didn’t mean to steal your followers, and I don’t need any,” Thousand Hands said slowly, waving his hand, flames appeared on the food next to him, and then slowly disappeared. “Tell the waiter to bring another one.”

"Ah! My grilled meat! What are you doing?!" Yato screamed as he looked at the vanished pieces of meat around him. Senju waved his hand, "You've contaminated all the meat! Does anyone else want to eat it?!"

"Even so, it's okay, I can take it home to eat!" Yato cried out in despair, while Hiyori tugged at his clothes, "Quiet down, Yato, we're in a shop."

"Don't worry, it's fine. I used some illusion magic," Senju shook his head, then raised his hand. "Waiter!"

"Sir, what do you need?" The waiter ran over from the side. He didn't seem to notice the unusual situation on the table. Senju nodded. "One more dish according to the menu. Take these plates away."

"Yes, coming right away," and then several employees busied themselves, clearing away the plates and bringing out new slices of meat. The three people next to them waited for the employees to leave before looking at Senju together. "Was that an illusion just now?! It's really amazing. No one even noticed Yato making such a racket. It's practically like he's invisible."

“It’s different,” Senju shook her head slightly. “They can still see the four of us here, and the barbecue was only finished because Yato ate so much.”

“I see. No wonder I noticed that waiter’s eyes looked a bit strange earlier,” Yato shook his head and looked at Senju. “But it was all Aizen’s fault for suddenly trying to steal my followers or something.”

“So I already said no,” Senju rolled her eyes. “But Hiyori’s state is also a bit dangerous. In her Astral State, her soul is easily attacked by Hollows, and she can’t control her body. So I want to see if Hiyori can become a substitute Shinigami.”

"Will this solve the problem of astral projection?" Hiyori asked curiously. Senju stroked her chin and explained carefully, "It should be considered solved, right? The soul can gain power to resist those voids. I'll also give you a Soul-Soul Pill so that when your soul leaves your body, there will still be a virtual soul supporting you inside."

"..." After listening to Senju's explanation, the three of them were speechless. Senju's approach was a bit bizarre to them. It was like a hammer with an unstable connection. Normally, people would think of strengthening the connection between the hammerhead and the handle, but Senju found a new hammerhead and handle and then made two usable hammers. This was not what they wanted at all!

"Um, about the Grim Reaper, sorry, I'm just an ordinary high school student," Hiyori chuckled awkwardly, glanced at Senju, and then looked at Yato. "Besides, I've already entrusted this wish to Yato."

"Is that so? Okay then," Senju shrugged and didn't try to persuade him any further. Yato, who was standing next to him, also breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great. By the way, Aizen, let's eat some barbecue! I noticed you haven't touched your chopsticks."

"No need, this is fine with me. I still can't get used to the food of this world," Senju said with a fake smile. He felt that he understood Aizen's feelings a little. "Besides, can souls really eat? Yato, you are a god."

"Well, even gods starve if they don't eat," Yato said, flipping the grilled meat with a much more elegant air, but then his true colors were revealed. "But I should say this: I don't need to go to the toilet. After all, I'm going to become the god who reigns over this country, ahahaha~"

"Are you some kind of idol from somewhere?" Thousand Hands rolled his eyes. Whether he goes to the bathroom or not, what does it matter to me?! But judging from the performance of a certain god, he really could become the most...

As for Takagami, Senju thought of Aqua; they're sure to become good friends.

Then Senju asked about the other gods, and then discovered that Yato knew quite a few gods. However, Yato then became puzzled, "By the way, Aizen, have you ever participated in the Izumo Council?"

"The Izumo Divine Assembly?" Senju asked, puzzled. Yato nodded. "That's a divine assembly held annually in Izumo every October, attended by many gods..."

“Anyway, Yato isn’t qualified to go,” Yukine said calmly from the side. Yato immediately flew into a rage, pinching and pulling at his cheek. “What nonsense are you talking about?! Of course I’m qualified, and I’m always voted the most handsome male god!”

"The Izumo Divine Council, huh?" Senju stroked his chin, a slight smile on his face. But October was irrelevant to him; it was only April or May. "I've never been there before. After all, as a Shinigami, there are some differences between Shinigami and gods of the mortal world."

"Ah, right, you're Izanami's subordinate!!" Yato seemed to be in a state of shock. Of course, Senju was also shocked. They had been communicating for so long, what was there to be surprised about now?! And Yato looked like he wanted to run away to see what was going on.

Also, Izanami, that's not the Sharingan... no, Yato was probably referring to the supreme goddess of the underworld in Japanese mythology. "Don't worry, I'm not her subordinate, but rather a god who rebels against her."

"Rebel?!" Yato's expression darkened further. He cautiously looked at Senju. "Um, are you really a god? Do you have a formally recognized 'celestial status' in Takamagahara? Or do you just call yourself a 'Shinigami'?"

"Huh? What is the Heavenly Register? Death God is just a name for our system, why does Takamagahara need to approve it?" After Senju finished speaking, he saw Yato look as if he had been struck by lightning. "Oh no, I was talking and eating with someone who rebels against Heaven!"

Chapter 1394 Boasting

"What do you mean by 'rebelling against heaven'? It doesn't sound like a good word," Senju rolled his eyes helplessly, then explained properly, "Just like how humans can cultivate to become Onmyoji, those who successfully cultivate their souls become Shinigami. Ah, Shinigami is just a title."

"..." The three people next to him were speechless for a moment. So 'Grim Reaper' was just a job title? They were really scared just now! Yato coughed lightly, "Ahem, of course I know, it was just a joke. Let's talk about the Kozumo Divine Council."

"I've been there countless times, the most handsome god there!" Yato said smugly, though the three people next to him gave him sidelong glances. This guy was bragging again. But Yato pointed proudly to the small crown emblem on his clothes, "This is proof, proof that I reign supreme over all the gods! Ahahahaha~"

"..." Senju rolled his eyes speechlessly. This guy could brag just as much as he could. He'd better watch out for his own even bigger boast. "However, it's true that we're going to rebel against Izanami. After all, we souls who have successfully cultivated also want freedom. So, at this year's Izumo Divine Council, our Gotei 13 will also pay a visit. After we conquer Takamagahara and recreate the gods of the three realms, I'll crown you the most handsome male god."

"The Gotei 13?" Yato stared at Senju in disbelief. And they'd conquered Takamagahara? Even he, the God of Calamity, hadn't imagined that! Senju nodded, speaking seriously, "That's right. After thousands of years of accumulation, the number of Shinigami is already sufficient. Moreover, our Captain-Commander intends to become the new Sun God."

"!" Yato stared at Senju in horror. "The sun goddess you mentioned, could it be Amaterasu?! What are you trying to do? And how could anyone possibly defeat Amaterasu?!"

"It's alright, our Captain-Commander is very strong. He possesses the strongest fire-type Zanpakuto. Just unleashing its power is enough to evaporate all the moisture on this planet," Senju said casually. "With that kind of strength, killing Amaterasu and becoming the new Sun God shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Haha, I suddenly feel full," Yato suddenly stood up, grabbing Yukine with one hand and Hiyori with the other. "Um, we have to go to work now, goodbye... wait, we've never met before~~"

"Honestly, they can't take a joke," Senju shrugged as he watched the three run away, but then rolled his eyes as he looked at the table. Yato hadn't forgotten to take the meat slices and such when he ran away!

Shaking his head, Senju went to pay the bill. Yato, who had run away, stopped after running quite a distance. "It was too dangerous. I almost got caught up in a war between the gods."

"Yato, you're so rude!" Hiyori scolded Yato, clearly annoyed. Yukine nodded in agreement, but Yato was scratching his head in frustration. "Ugh, what are we going to do now?! We've got to get involved with those people! They're enemies of all the gods of Japan! If we get caught, we're doomed!"

"Yeah, he said he was going to kill Amaterasu! If we get involved, we're doomed!" Yukine suddenly realized what was happening and shouted, "No way! We absolutely can't let anyone find out about this!"

"Um, you guys don't need to be so nervous, do you?" Hiyori was also a little flustered. "Anyway, let's talk to someone first!"

"Absolutely not!" Yato and Yukine shouted in unison. They looked at each other, and then Yato became serious.

He looked at Hiyori and said, "Remember this, we didn't encounter anyone today. We were just diligently exorcising demons. We don't know anything about this!"

After paying for the grilled meat he hadn't even eaten, Senju left the shop. It was completely dark outside. Although the city had many lights, the demonic energy was rising. However, the situation here was different from what the Nura Clan controlled; the demons were in even greater chaos. Senju even saw a fountain of miasma in the distance. Seriously, this was too chaotic!

As he walked towards the miasma fountain, the number of people around him gradually decreased. When he was alone, he realized he was being watched. Demons and Hollows were approaching, and Senju could even hear whispers, "The scent of souls!"

"Seriously, is this what a wild yokai looks like? So savage," Senju said, slowly drawing his sword as he looked at the yokai, which seemed to have little intelligence, and the crooked 'hollow'. "Bankai: Mirror of Still Water!"

A faint ripple slowly appeared from the spot where Senju drew his sword, and then gradually spread outwards. As the faint ripple subsided, all the surrounding monsters and voids were wiped out.

"Hmph, really. It's supposed to be a Bankai that can switch between reality and illusion, yet he can't even accept that he himself is an illusion." Senju shook his head helplessly as he put away his Zanpakuto. When he developed the Bankai of this Zanpakuto, Senju was speechless for a while. It seems that Aizen hadn't developed the Bankai back then, otherwise, he wouldn't have had a mental breakdown because he was a fictional character.

After walking for a while, Senju saw the miasma fountain. Because the place was so remote, it had naturally opened a passage to the other world. There were many twisted souls running out from there. Senju shook his head, went over and stabbed the passage, and it was sealed off.

"Huh, another one," Senju thought to himself as he complained about the city's defenses, when he saw a figure riding a lion fly over from the sky and land in front of him. "Who are you? What are you doing here?!"

"Hmm?" Senju looked at the other person. A mature, older sister type, huh? The long blonde hair was quite stylish, but why was she wearing a jacket?! And it was open, you could clearly see her underwear! She was also wearing a short skirt! And she was holding a whip. Seriously, was this supposed to be a queen type?!

"But I've never seen this face before. What god are you from?" The woman stared at Senju for a long time. "Strange, I have a feeling that you have a bad vibe about you. No, you're not a god!"

"Hmm? I am the real Grim Reaper," Senju said, shrugging. "Why would someone you just met dislike you? If you ask me, it's you who's seriously ill, Miss. It's dangerous for you to come out and get some fresh air instead of resting at home."

"Insolent scoundrel!" The other party looked arrogantly at Senju, and then lashed out with his whip. However, Senju didn't have any particular hobbies. He simply raised his hand and said, "Hado One, Charge!"

A shockwave sent the whip flying back, and with a flick of her wrist, it quickly shortened. Then, Senju looked at her strangely, "It seems you have problems not only physically, but also mentally. Why did you suddenly attack me?"

Chapter 1,395 Bishamonten

"You who calls yourself the Grim Reaper, you really remind me of an annoying guy. This is my territory, and I won't allow you to act recklessly here!" The woman said, cracking her whip again. Senju realized at this moment that the whip could extend and retract freely. However, she was the first person to recognize that Senju was not the 'god' of this place upon their first meeting.

"Huh? Why do you say I'm referring to myself? I am a dignified Grim Reaper," Senju said with a smile. Is she a god like Yato? Well, she's quite dutiful, but unfortunately, she has the same unclean aura as Yato. Tsk tsk, no, I mean, help her out!

Thinking this, Senju also produced a whip of light that wrapped around the opponent's whip. "Besides, there's no evidence that this is your territory, is there? And this evil being who controls human souls must be eradicated! Hado #4, White Lightning!"

A bolt of lightning flew from Senju's hand and struck the opponent. The opponent's lion leaped and dodged the lightning. Senju was now fully in character. "What pitiful people, you have been cursed by an evil being to turn into a lion. Don't worry, I will free you soon. Binding Spell Twelve: Hidden Fire!"

Countless threads of spiritual energy rushed towards the opponent. The woman hurriedly pulled up her whip, but the whip was tightly bound by the light whip. The lion beneath her charged out and was entangled by the threads. At the same time, the Thousand Hands' next move flew over, "Binding Spell Sixty-One, Six Staff Light Prison!"

"Is this it?" Senju shook his head slightly as he looked at the woman bound by six light panels. He hadn't even used any of his Kido techniques above number eighty yet. "You've devoured the evil souls of countless humans. Even now that you've been shattered, you can't hide the chaotic aura of the many souls emanating from you!"

"Damn it! What is this?!" The woman struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from the light's restraints. The lion beside her roared, "Do you know who the person in front of you is?! This is Lord Bishamonten! Release him at once!"

“Bishamonten? Sorry, I’ve never heard of him,” Senju slowly walked in that direction, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword. “But don’t worry…”

"I will soon purify your defiled soul!"

"Damn it!" Bishamonten watched as Senju approached, but the three divine artifacts beside her were all bound. She hadn't expected to encounter such a powerful enemy. Without any usable artifacts, she was helpless. Well, at least in Senju's eyes, there was nothing she could do.

However, as Senju approached, the earring on her ear flashed, and instantly, her whip, lion, and jacket all emitted light, breaking free from their restraints. The whip instantly extended and bound Senju, and the lion also rushed up to bite her, but then they discovered that what they had grabbed was a piece of clothing.

"Well, the Ethereal Cicada is really useful, it feels almost like the Substitution Jutsu," Senju said slowly, having instantly replaced himself with his coat. "But the game is over now, hmph, what a nuisance!"

As Senju was speaking, a 'hollow' pounced out of the shadows behind him. In Yato's words, it was a 'monster', but Senju felt it was neither. However, this creature was oblivious to its surroundings and pounced towards Senju. Senju then cleaved it into several pieces with a backhand slash, and it exploded.

“Next up is you,” Senju pointed his sword at Bishamonten, unleashing a powerful surge of spiritual pressure that sent Bishamonten and a group of divine artifacts flying. Then, Senju saw a beam of light shoot out from Bishamonten’s ear, transforming him into a seemingly respectable young man. “Wait, sir, this is all a misunderstanding!”

However, Bishamonten on the other side had already drawn two pistols and pointed them at Senju, but the man stopped him, saying, "Young lady, please calm down. This gentleman is not an enemy!"

"Damn it!" Although the woman was angry, she still put away her gun. Thousand Hands rolled her eyes. Was this the legendary tsundere queen?! "Not an enemy? But the one behind you has a lot of chaotic soul energy. It needs to be purified, otherwise it might turn into something like that one!"

“Sir, you must have misunderstood. This is Lord Bishamonten, who protects this city,” the man said earnestly, glancing slightly at the person behind him. “As for the chaotic soul aura you mentioned, that must be the divine artifact that the young lady took in.”

"So it's a 'divine weapon' that transforms human souls into weapons? So it wasn't an Arrancar after all," Senju said calmly, looking at the other party. "What a pity, too many souls have corrupted your essence. You'll soon fall into depravity!"

"Are you underestimating me?" Bishamonten shouted irritably from behind. Senju waved his hand, and a round mirror appeared, illuminating Bishamonten's shadow. "Look closely. Even a god couldn't possibly hold up so many souls in the mortal world!"

The people opposite were astonished to see the scene reflected in the mirror: hundreds of figures were casting chains that bound Bishamonten, dragging her towards the other side. They were barely maintaining their balance, but Bishamonten's face was contorted in pain. The man was stunned. "Vina... what on earth is going on?!"

"Huh? Isn't this a very simple principle?" Senju looked at them with suspicion. "Forcibly leaving a soul in the mortal world is a sin, isn't it? So many souls must be bearing a lot of sins every day, right? Isn't it normal for them to be burdened? Or are you intentionally cultivating Hollows?"

"Void?" The man asked, puzzled. Senju also looked puzzled. "It's the thing that was just chopped off. Oh, right, you call it 'monster' here. This doesn't sound right."