In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Hikifune Kiryu unconsciously lowered his voice: "Could this thing you made be broken?"

"Boom."

The bony hand tapped the girl's head lightly, making a 'grunt' sound.

Shutara Senjumaru turned his head and said coldly, "If it's just a little gadget I made that breaks, that would be the best outcome I could have expected."

"Unfortunately..."

"It's much more troublesome than this."

"in addition."

Senjumaru said, as if he suddenly remembered something, and reminded: "Go and make those guys in the Ritsu team alert and keep an eye on the situation inside the Soul Society."

"This little thing can't see those areas of the court covered by the barrier."

"Huh? That's so useless!"

Hikifune Kiryu whispered softly.

"Boom."

Then, the little head was hit by the bone hand again.

......

The evening breeze blows and the night is quiet.

Only when Fujimiya Makoto crossed four districts alone and appeared at the border of the West Fifth District did he stop for a moment.

What appeared before his eyes was a small village with only a dozen households.

Probably because it is close to the main area and is also close to Seireitei, and there happens to be a major trade route nearby, the roads and houses in this small village look relatively clean.

Unknown wild vegetables and fruit trees were planted in several courtyards. The roofs were thatched tightly and the wooden windows were all closed.

There was no sound at all.

sound?

As if he had thought of something, Fujimiya Makoto, who had just been planning to leave as soon as possible, froze in his tracks.

How could the sound of breathing during sleep be hidden from his ears and eyes?

Thinking of this, he suddenly walked into the courtyard next to him which looked very quiet, kicked open the tightly closed wooden door, and broke into the dark room.

The pupils suddenly tightened.

Two pieces of 'clothes' of different styles were crawling towards the door, frozen in a messy position in the direction of the door.

Judging from the traces on the mud floor in the room, it seemed that someone had struggled here, but died soon after.

"This, was eaten by a Hollow?"

Fujimiya Makoto frowned subconsciously, bent down and used his scabbard to pick up the clothes on the ground.

Then, there was an empty mark running through the middle of the clothes.

The edges were faintly stained with blood.

Throwing away the clothes in his hands, he strode towards another room.

No.

No.

still none!

In the entire village, only dozens of empty and blood-stained clothes were left.

Not a single living person.

Everyone seemed to be in a dream, and was silently sucked into a ball of scattered spirit particles by some kind of void, without even leaving much blood.

Not to mention any resistance.

Fujimiya Makoto frowned.

But at this moment he had no time to think about it. He quickly followed the route indicated by Senjumaru and continued to enter villages and towns.

However, the results were the same everywhere.

No trace of any superfluousness.

"This kind of appetite... is it too weak?"

“There should be several hundred people.”

Fujimiya Makoto's brows furrowed even more as he looked at the small-sized clothes scattered in the middle of the straw pile in front of him.

Judging from the traces alone, it was obvious that he was hiding in the haystack, but after being discovered, he was dragged out from it.

For ordinary Hollows, if they eat several souls at a time, they need to return to the Hueco Mundo to digest them.

Even he had never seen a situation like this where hundreds or even thousands of people were killed in one go just for 'eating'.

"It's like a hungry ghost who is so hungry that he even licks the grease residue off the plate."

"But, if you have this kind of strength..."

"It would be more efficient to kill a Hollow of the same level in Hueco Mundo to fill my stomach, right?"

Fujimiya Makoto was still a little confused.

At the level of the Great Hollow, whether it is Killian or Achukas, if their food intake is measured by ordinary souls, the amount required is extremely astonishing.

Because of this, they can only feed on species of the same or higher rank.

Killing hundreds of ordinary people like this would easily attract the attention of the Grim Reaper and would also be very inefficient.

"So," Fujimiya Makoto muttered to himself, looking at the clothes in his hands, "does it have a reason to do this...?"

"Senjumaru."

"Can you see my side of the picture now?"

"Oh, I've seen it all."

Shutara Senjumaru stood in front of the screen, looking at the image transmitted back from Fujimiya Makoto's perspective, and said meaningfully:

"You met a good kid who finished his meal."

Fujimiya Makoto covered his ears and asked, "Did you get any useful clues?"

"Absolutely not."

Senjumaru said casually: "I am just an ordinary woman with a little hobby. It is better for Chengjun not to have such high expectations of me."

Behind him, Hikifune Kiryu muttered, "An old woman with an 'ordinary' chest line!"

"Boom!"

Good sound means good brain!

Fujimiya Makoto didn't care about this little thing. He turned his head to look at the street full of clothes, and his mood became increasingly bad.

This kind of incident never happened in the original novel of the previous life.

Just when he was at a loss, he heard Senjumaru casually say:

"However, if the other party's only purpose is to 'eat enough', it seems a bit too obvious."

"..."

Hearing her say this, the strings in Fujimiya Makoto's head suddenly tightened.

The space crack suddenly appeared in Soul Society, and then appeared in other directions of Rukongai, but it missed the West District that had been "visited".

This crude and simple way of covering up traces is so vague that it is impossible to associate it with "strategy" at first glance.

Until it was revealed by Senjumaru's words.

"Is it a diversion?"

"For a Hollow, if the sole purpose is to 'eat enough', then who else in the entire Soul Society, besides the Shinigami, can satisfy its appetite?"

"The large traces left nearby are probably just a decoy."

"However, the Death Gods who are able to resist are not as powerful as those who are unable to take action due to various reasons."

"Only in this way can it leave Seireitei as quickly as possible in a relatively intact state after eating at high speed."

"so--"

Thinking of this, Fujimiya Makoto's mind suddenly tensed up, and his fingertips suddenly passed in front of him.

"The Seventy-seventh Way of Binding: Tianting Kongluo!"

Almost in an instant, his spiritual pressure crossed countless distances and rushed straight towards Kurayashiki Ryoma.

He should still be in prison now, right?

However...

"collapse."

The spiritual pressure directed towards Kuriyashiki Ryoma was suddenly cut off by some unknown spiritual pressure.

Unable to connect! ?

..salary....

"Hey!"

"what is your job?"

"Stop ahead."

Kuryashiki Ryoma stood at the entrance of the maggot nest, looking down at the small man in front of him who was covered in a pitch-black cloak, with one hand on the hilt of the knife.

His eyes were vaguely malicious.

The other members of the 9th Division behind him heard the sound and quickly followed him, forming a vague encirclement formation.

This morning, dozens of veterans from Yuanzi Academy who had fought for many years were imprisoned here.

Although these guys are all at the level of officials and not very powerful, if they are accidentally released by someone with ulterior motives to cause chaos, they are a force that cannot be underestimated.

The more sudden and unknown disasters we encounter, like now, the more careful we must be to avoid escalating the crisis.

That's what the prison team does!

However, when the questioning from Kuryashiki Ryoma and the others was heard, the figure under the cloak only made a strange squirming sound.

"Chiliu."

The next moment, the sound of wind in my ears suddenly became rapid.

Kuryashiki Ryoma suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the big hand on the hilt of the sword immediately drew the sword out of the sheath.

"Chi chi chi——"

Several pale tentacles shot out from under the cloak, each one piercing towards Kuryashiki Ryoma and others like a sharp arrow. The tentacles suddenly grew in size, almost covering everyone's vision.

"boom!"

Caught off guard, even Kurayashiki Ryoma almost couldn't block it. He spun like a cannonball and shot into the building behind him, raising a large cloud of dust.

"Vice-Captain Kuriyashiki!"

The Death Soldier soldiers behind him were all startled and shouted subconsciously.

However, before they could make another move, they saw the monster hidden under the cloak extend several tentacles again, which pierced into the ground with a few puffs.

Immediately afterwards, a green barrier covered the entire entrance area of ​​the maggot nest.

The short figure hidden under the cloak took a step forward, and the tentacles that were piercing the ground broke off.

It walked slowly towards the soldiers in front of it, as if completely ignoring their existence.

Everyone looked tense.

"spit!"