Chapter 254 253: Long Time No See

Under the rainy night, the orange-haired boy stayed up all night.

until the end of school on the second day.

Mako Hirako was about to leave the school when he was stopped in place by Ichigo Kurosaki.

"etc……"

Turning around, the former captain of the fifth division saw the determination shining in the other man's eyes.

"I want to go with you!"

Nothing will change if you stop moving forward. After realizing this, Kurosaki Ichigo chose not to hesitate anymore.

Mako Hirako raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment, his smile appeared.

"I see...I understand, then come with me!"

The two of them turned back again and returned to the gathering place yesterday.

The other members of the Masked Legion still maintained their lukewarm attitude. In comparison, Hiyori behaved more kindly.

"Hey, brat!"

She shouted at Ichigo Kurosaki, her tone rather unkind.

"Just give up if you can't hold on any longer, otherwise you'll really get eaten."

Not an adjective, but a statement in another sense. The orange-haired boy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Well, thank you."

The destructive power of the melancholy boy's smile is absolutely terrifying.

Hiyori grunted, jumped up and kicked him over.

"Why are you giggling, you bastard!"

"pain……"

Ignore this part of the episode.

After everything was arranged, everyone from the Masked Legion gathered around and were ready to deal with any surprises.

"Ichigo, next you have to try to draw out that part of your power."

"I know you will be nervous, but it doesn't matter. These people here are not mediocre, and it is not difficult to suppress you in your unconscious state."

"During that period, you must seize the time to contact the other party and draw out the other party's power to the greatest extent."

Although there are some deviations.

However, under the influence of many external factors, Kurosaki Ichigo still reached this stage where he needed to face his own heart.

The man who symbolizes the power of death and hollowness and is entrenched in the depths of his spiritual world...

If you don't face him directly, even Uncle Zangyue won't help him in the slightest.

He can no longer ask for help from others. The only one who can save himself at this moment is Kurosaki Ichigo himself.

As assistants, Hirako Mako and others need to make corresponding preparations outside to prevent various accidents that may occur at any time.

Of course, time is not unlimited.

"For safety reasons, we will also decide whether to interrupt you based on the alienation of your body."

Mako Hirako took out a pocket watch, set it, and showed it to Ichigo.

"Five...no, ten minutes."

"If it were any longer, I would feel a little unsafe."

"The sense of time passing in the spiritual world is different from that in the outside world, so you don't need to pay too much attention to this."

all in all.

"Have a nice trip, Ichigo."

Too nervous to speak, Kurosaki Ichigo could only respond with a rather forced smile.

The Death Proxy Card tore the soul out of the body, and Kurosaki Ichigo appeared in a Death Overlord costume. He looked around with a complicated expression and whispered.

"Sorry to trouble you..."

The slightly humble tone made Pingzi frown.

As he said before, he was just a kid who didn't understand anything, but he was forced to shoulder these unnecessary responsibilities.

After all.

This is also a dereliction of duty as an ‘adult’.

Placing his right hand in front of his face, Kurosaki Ichigo slowly closed his eyes.

Take a deep breath, just like what you have done before, it is no different.

Zhi...

Black-red lightning flashed in the air, and as Kurosaki Ichigo's consciousness began to fall, wave-like air currents appeared around him.

Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu...

A milky white fluid state appeared on Kurosaki Ichigo's face.

The black and red mask fit tightly onto his face, forming a terrifying mask.

The air rolled back towards Kurosaki Ichigo, and on both sides of his face, slender horns also appeared at this moment.

"Really or not?"

Aikawa Luowu, who was watching, put down the comic book in his hand, his eyes slightly solemn behind his sunglasses.

"This mask..."

It was the same ‘face’ I had seen many years ago.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

There is no doubt about Shizuya Arima's strength, but what is more concerning is the bond and involvement this guy had with his group.

There was so much care and concern in the past, but now there is so much resentment and disgust.

"There's nothing surprising, Luo Wu."

In comparison, Hirako Mako's expression was extremely calm—among all the people present, it was clear that he had the deepest relationship with Arima Shizuya.

But at this time, he was the only one who could act as if nothing had happened.

"Don't you already know the result before you start taking action? There is no point in being surprised now."

Than dwell on the past.

It’s better to focus on the present moment.

"roar!!!"

The mask took shape, and Kurosaki Ichigo began to roar upwards.

The aura containing the power of the void filled the entire basement. Everyone present looked away at this moment, showing different expressions.

"It's a little surprising..."

"This degree of hollowing seems to be less than 10%, but the aura it exudes is already exaggerated."

"Will ten minutes be too long, Hirako?"

In response, Hirako Mako just smiled calmly and did not choose to answer directly.

"If we can't even take down a young man who just debuted, what is the meaning of our existence as a group of seniors?"

Speechless!

"Then, everyone."

The masked army that was originally around cast their eyes.

At this moment, Hirako also looked at the others and opened his mouth to speak.

"Who will go first?"

Communicate with your heart, and the consciousness of both parties will focus on each other.

And the power drawn by the loss will be presented in the most 'instinct' way without being restrained and led.

It is necessary to suppress it with external force during the communication period of Kurosaki Ichigo.

This is the mission of the masked army.

Just as the voice fell here, Hiyori beside Hirako couldn't wait to rush up.

"What else do you need to assign... I can handle it by myself!"

Aikawa Luowu wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

This guy's temper is no different from a hundred years ago - impulsive and irritable, not good at thinking.

"Hirako!"

As a leader, Hirako Mako didn't have any big opinions.

"It's okay to give it a try... The others just need to prepare a little bit, just don't let anything go wrong."

It's not a formal organization.

As an illegal team born from exiles, the communication of the Masked Corps is so casual.

"Smelly boy, watch this!"

Hiyori's right hand carelessly wiped his face, like a simple action to wipe off sweat.

The white hideous mask has emerged.

The power of virtualization brings a more wild and intuitive feeling.

"Cut him off, kill the snake!"

The Zanpakuto in his hand underwent a subtle and tight change along with the release words.

It became unusually thick and wide.

The blade tip is even more densely arranged with orderly notches... From the appearance alone, it seems that the purpose of this weapon is to torture the opponent to death.

Hiyori jumped down from above and chopped down heavily.

Kurosaki Ichigo's response seemed a little slow - he just raised his Zanpakutō and barely parried the oncoming blow.

Bang! ! !

The momentum was not small, indicating that the strength of both sides was almost equal.

"Haha, you little brat, I didn't expect you to have some skills!"

Then.

Hiyori twisted her body in the air with a grim smile, and her raised right leg tore through the wind, smashing the calf hard on Ichigo's cheek.

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"How about this?!"

A muffled sound, accompanied by a staggering movement.

Kurosaki Ichigo, who was in an instinctive state, seemed unable to react, and at this moment he had no ability to parry.

Aikawa Luowu, who had a serious expression, unconsciously relaxed his frown.

It seems... there is no need to worry?

The floating of thoughts only lasted for a moment.

And in the next moment.

Under the mask of Kurosaki Ichigo, he suddenly opened his indifferent eyes.

He decisively reached out and grabbed Hiyori's ankle directly.

The sudden change made everyone present more aware of the expression.

Not right.

This guy's state... is not right!

Hiyori felt it most clearly. She struggled to raise her head and was about to say something.

"You..."

Before he finished speaking.

Kurosaki Ichigo's right hand suddenly closed.

Cluck, gulp... snap!

A series of fragmented echoes, accompanied by Hiyori's screams, echoed throughout the basement.

"Hiyori!"

Aikawa Rabu subconsciously rushed over, and Kurosaki Ichigo did not look away. He only held the Zanpakutō with his left hand and swung it gently.

He did not use spiritual power, nor did he have any formed moves.

He simply tensed his body and swung the weapon with force.

Boom! ! !

The wind blew violently, and the gully appeared.

The traces so deep that the bottom could not be seen appeared between the two sides, like the boundary between yin and yang, which made everyone who wanted to rush forward stop.

"What happened?!"

There were still some people who did not understand the situation, but several who had been captains in the past were now sweating profusely.

It is well known.

The soul is like a fingerprint. It has unique characteristics, and everyone's senses are different.

Therefore.

The aura that appeared at this moment and emanated from Kurosaki Ichigo.

It is also completely in line with this theory.

‘Kurosaki Ichigo’ lowered his head and loosened his right hand.

Looking at Hiyori who fell to the ground and rolled over in pain, his tone was extremely cold.

“After all these years… your temper hasn’t changed at all, Hiyori.”

This tone.

This posture.

In the moment of realizing the problem, everyone in the Masked Corps had already activated the Hollow state.

Hirako Mako stepped forward, and even the mask could not cover up the angry eyes.

"Arima Shizuya!!!"

That's right!

The soul that was supposed to be in the spiritual world, communicating and pulling with Kurosaki Ichigo.

At this time, it took the initiative to float up and occupied the other party's body? !

The unexpected development has made everyone in the audience show a look of shock and anger.

And facing this unusual anger, the person concerned reacted quite calmly.

"No need to be so loud, I can hear it... Captain Hirako."

Without the intention of killing him, 'Kurosaki Ichigo' took several steps back and pulled the distance between them.

"Just treat it as an old friend coming to say hello, can the atmosphere not be so serious?"

"..."

At this moment, the response was just everyone's 'satisfactory readiness'.

No one would let down their guard at this time, after all, the man standing in front of them was the man who destroyed the entire Soul Society.

Hirako Mako slowly stepped forward, jumped over the ravine, and held Hiyori, who was already sweating from the pain, in his arms.

"You...what did you do to Ichigo?"

"What can you do?"

With a light laugh, 'Ichigo Kurosaki' said in a normal tone.

"Of course I was communicating with him, but he still can't use his power flexibly."

"In comparison, as a former captain, I'm only able to do two things at once."

"It doesn't seem to be something that's hard to understand, right?"

The Masked Corps was speechless.

After all, this was the first time they had faced such a situation - as mentioned before, Ichigo Kurosaki was carrying the souls of other people.

It's not just 'his own power' in a simple sense.

It doesn't seem to be too surprising that such a situation of possession has occurred?

However, the focus is on other aspects.

"What are you planning?"

Facing the question from Hirako Mako, 'Ichigo Kurosaki' pondered for a moment and said in a light tone.

"Me? It's actually very simple...I hope you can do me a favor."

"Dream on!"

This answer was also expected, so there was no surprise.

"Well... it's true at this stage, but it doesn't matter. I still have some time to wait..."

As for now.

"Just consider it as me coming to say hello in advance, everyone in the Masked Corps."

Fengqiao Loujuro danced with Kinsara, his tone was unusually cold.

"With this kind of hypocritical attitude, it seems that you have completely fallen into evil."

Aikawa Luowu's chest was heaving, as if he was extremely angry.

"I should have killed you back then!"

Rokuguruma Kensei clenched his fists and took a stance.

"It's not too late now..."

Everyone was ready to fight, only Hirako shouted harshly.

"Stop! This body belongs to Ichigo, are you crazy!"

Yabemaru Lisa couldn't help choking.

"This guy is too despicable!"

Faced with such accusations, 'Kurosaki Ichigo' had no shame at all.

"It's undeniable about this, but it doesn't matter."

After all...

"Soon, we should be able to meet."

And before that.

"Please think about my proposal carefully before making a real decision."

That's it.

The light in 'Kurosaki Ichigo's' eyes began to dim.