In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Close the door.

Hearing the voice behind him, Shudorashi Senjumaru, who was wearing a white coat and continuing his experiment at the laboratory table, paused, frowned, turned around and looked back, saying dissatisfiedly:

"I should have said that, right? During the experiment..."

Then, I saw Fujimiya Makoto standing at the door with a serious face.

"?"

Shutara Senjumaru looked left and right, and saw that the room was empty and there was no one to lead the way. He asked in confusion:

"How did you get in?"

The next moment, Mr. Fujimiya, with a stern face, performed a fierce tiger landing style on the spot, and hugged Senjumaru's thighs with a tiger pounce, and suddenly raised his voice:

"Help me!"

"Dora Senjumaru!!"

Facing the sneak attack from Fujimiya, Miss Senjumaru was quick-eyed and quick-handed. The six bony hands behind her immediately shot out and worked together to block his big face that was almost about to get into the collar of her kimono. However, she was unable to block the pair of big hands, and she was almost stumbled and fell because of the hug.

Looking at his shabby appearance, Senjumaru had a helpless expression on his face. But this guy was so strong that even six bony hands couldn't stop him.

It seems that we need to add some more.

Senjumaru thought so in his heart and sighed softly: "So, what went wrong again?"

"I can't find it! I can't find it at all!"

Fujimiya Makoto was sprawled out in front of him, grumbling bitterly, "Ryoma and his men have searched almost the entire Soul Society, but aside from some remaining Hollow power, there's no clue at all!"

"Even the spatial traces during the transfer are completely consistent with the frequency bands when the Great Void traveled through the Broken Realm. They don't match the scene we witnessed at all."

"If we don't find a way to find that guy, Shishilang will be exhausted to death!"

Listening to his self-righteous narration, even Senjumaru couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the two little guys, Kurayashiki and Ukitake.

You've been talking for a long time, but it turns out they are the ones who do all the work?

However, when he heard about this, Senjumaru unconsciously revealed a faint smile, casually tossed Fujimiya Makoto aside, and the pulley under his feet rolled to the other side, and he casually said venomously:

"You're as unreliable as ever, Makoto-kun."

"If I were your subordinate, I would probably prefer to tie up that beggar Wang Jiang at the intersection of Runlin'an in the captain's office, right?"

Fujimiya Makoto's face fell.

However, before he could open his mouth, he heard Miss Senjumaru's words suddenly change:

"but."

"If it's this case, I've actually found a small breakthrough."

Shutara Senjumaru was as calm and relaxed as usual, as if the things that had troubled him for a long time were just trivial matters to him.

Fujimiya Makoto was startled again when he heard this, and a warm smile appeared on his face from the bottom of his heart:

"So, Senjumaru has been trying to help me find a solution for a long time?"

"That's really nice."

"..."

"Senjumaru?"

However, just as he finished speaking, he saw that Miss Senjumaru, who had just raised her chin and smiled contemptuously, had turned her face to the other side at some point. She seemed to be looking at the mist-like corrosion marks on the table very seriously and did not pay any attention to his words.

"all in all--!"

It wasn't until the third reminder sounded that Miss Senjumaru stretched out the last syllable and got to the point: "First, bring me the remaining Hollow Power you extracted!"

"Yes Yes."

Hearing her instructions, Fujimiya Makoto took out three test tubes from his sleeve pocket.

Looking inward from the outside of the glass test tube, one can catch a glimpse of a condensed black substance that looks like fog or flocs.

Senjumaru still looked as cold and aloof as usual. A bony hand stretched out from behind him and took the test tube from him. Several other bony hands quickly arranged a very complicated-looking array of spells on the table at a speed that almost left an afterimage.

After the procedure was completed, she put her bony hands together, with her index finger crossing over her middle finger and connecting with her ring finger, and her little finger curled outward, making a rather difficult gesture.

"rise."

With just a low shout, the spell on the table lit up, forming a continuous circle of light.

At the same time, the bare bony hand holding the test tube tipped over, spilling the void power stored within into the center of the ritual.

The next moment, the originally dark and misty power of emptiness, under the guidance of some invisible force, formed strands of lines in the air, like sand paintings blown by the wind, constantly outlining each other.

Until finally, countless light spots formed a clear three-dimensional pattern in the air.

Fujimiya Makoto's pupils contracted subconsciously.

It was a creature imprisoned deep within a cage, its gentle face covered by a half-mask. Its front was massive, with bony claws extending from its back like crab legs, and a thick, robust tentacle standing straight out in front of it...

Virtual?

Almost at the moment this scene appeared, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

as predicted.

The next second, a sweet voice that was a mixture of surprise, desire, and impulse suddenly rang in their ears.

[Yes, it’s the evil Nan Niang! ! ! !]

【I can! 】

Fujimiya Makoto and Senjumaru's expressions paused.

"..."

Senjumaru's narrow eyes stared straight at him, clearly showing a hint of subtle disdain.

However, since it is Fujimiya Makoto.

That's normal.

After a long silence, the two decided to pretend nothing happened.

Then, as if he had thought of something, Fujimiya Makoto turned to Senjumaru and asked:

"Could it be from the 'Great Hollow Team'...?"

"No."

Senjumaru shook his head calmly: "Kiryu has already checked the relevant information of the Hollow Squad, but has not found the corresponding members."

"There's no one among the Shinigami who looks like him."

"It's a pity."

"..."

Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but remain silent.

Because of the various doubts that arose in the previous incident, both he and the many Shinigami under his command were certain that the executor of this incident was most likely a Shinigami who mastered the power of the Hollow.

However, the scene that appeared before their eyes completely overturned this conjecture.

Besides.

Even for the Gotei 13, searching for a Hollow with distinct characteristics and certain strength in the vast Three Realms is an outrageous project that is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

As for the hollow they had witnessed before, it was obviously just one of the images created by the ability.

Senjumaru said as he took out another photo: "In addition, the identity of the deceased who appeared from the Hollow has also been confirmed."

"Former 12th Seat of the 10th Division, Kayaba Kirito, has now retired."

"One of the pursuers rescued from the Maggot Nest."

Hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto was stunned again.

Senjumaru continued on his own:

"According to the autopsy, he had raised his strength to a level close to that of a third-level spiritual power."

"But it was only for a short time."

"In just a few minutes, part of his spirit evaporated."

“That’s how it looked like what we saw.”

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, Fujimiya Makoto smiled helplessly and said, "It seems that those guys who were rescued are now in great danger."

"What about the 'helper' side?"

He was referring to the 'God of Death' who displayed extraordinary spatial abilities that night.

Shudorashi Senjumaru curled the corners of his lips calmly: "Of course I remember."

As she spoke, she extended her bony hand and pointed to the real-time map on the wall.

Fujimiya Makoto looked in the direction of her finger and saw that on the real-time map, multiple space tearing points had already been clearly marked, and even the space fluctuations caused by different voids were distinguished. It was obvious that a detailed and intensive investigation had been conducted.

"Just from the range of operations, we can tell that Target A and Target B are responsible for the main offensive and peripheral harassment, respectively."

"The number of people operating on the other side is very likely to be ten, or even less than five."

"All actions were planned and premeditated multi-faceted harassment."

"Even the location of the 'large-scale feeding' was chosen to disrupt the regularity as much as possible in order to reduce the attention of the Soul Society."

Senjumaru's bony hand continued to move along the numbers, and Fujimiya Makoto looked at the area of ​​Rukongai marked on the map as the 'area of ​​large-scale refugee deaths in the past five years'.

Seventy-one, sixty-five, forty-nine, thirty-one, twenty-five...

Until now.

The number of people marked on the pattern is more and more astonishing.

From the initial 200 people in the North 71st District, the number soared to more than 6,000 people killed in the West 5th District, Seireitei, and Shinō Spiritual Academy.

It is obvious that the other party has increasingly higher requirements for the quality and quantity of souls.

"Did you find it?"

Senjumaru looked at him calmly, "Such a short and wide-ranging transfer can normally only be achieved through hiding and spatial movement."

"But now that 'it' is growing stronger, it probably can't just rely on small fights to fill its stomach anymore, right?"

"..."

After hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto gradually understood.

"so."

He frowned. "It will definitely attack Seireitei again later?"

"It could be Seireitei, or it could be Hueco Mundo or the real world."

Senjumaru said calmly, "It's obvious that all it needs is a large number of spirits, not just any kind."

"To prevent this, I've already had Kiryu lead people to deploy space monitoring devices in various districts."

At this point, Miss Senjumaru's voice rose noticeably, and she said with a leisurely and proud tone, "As long as it dares to devour its prey on a large scale this time, we will definitely catch it!"

Hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto finally let out a long breath and said with a relaxed smile:

"If I didn't have Senjumaru, I really don't know what I would do."

"Thanks so much to you."

Shutara Senjumaru's three pairs of bony hands retracted, and his crescent-like eyes glanced at him nonchalantly, his tone as usual full of disdain:

"Being interrupted from work by sudden and unreasonable requests is one of the things I hate most."

"Even if I hadn't investigated before, Cheng Jun would be like a wild boar whose balls were hit, thrashing around in front of me and asking me for help, right?"

"That's what will really give me a headache."

"Please have more self-awareness, Mr. Cheng."

Fujimiya Makoto didn't care at all about Miss Senjumaru's daily sharp tongue.