The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 296 Kurosaki Masaki Left Home

hum.

The thin black wings flapped the air, making a slight sound, which could not be hidden from Shiraishi's perception at close range.

He returned to his real body from the spiritual world, opened his eyes, and saw a black hell butterfly circling around his head.

"Come here." Shiraishi raised his right hand to welcome the landing of the hell butterfly, and the moment he touched his index finger, an order from Seireitei came to his ears.

Baishi raised his index finger, "I understand, let's go back."

The hell butterfly fluttered its wings and disappeared from the sky without a sound.

Shiraishi stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Captain Yamamoto's new order is to find the Fullbringer, or cooperate, or arrest, if it doesn't work, kill it.

In short, don't let the Fullbringer fall into Aizen's hands.

For Ginjo Kugo, Yamamoto Genryuzai's request was to capture him alive as much as possible.

It's easy to say, without even thinking about it, Sei Lingting hasn't found Yincheng's whereabouts for so many years, and expect him to find it alone?

He remembered that there seemed to be an imp in the Fullbringer who could create his own space.

If they were hiding in that different space, who would be able to find them.

Shiraishi's original plan was to let Anti-Membrane Silk find what Aizen needed first, and then rob or destroy it.

If it is a full manifester, it will be a bit troublesome, people and objects are still different.

After thinking about it, he decided to find an outsourcer to do such a thankless task. It was obviously inappropriate for him to wander around Japan to find a performer.

Because there is also a foreigner among the Fullbringers.

Maybe Ginjo Kugo just left Japan at this time, and went abroad to search for the traces of the full-manager.

Then he looks here over and over again, which is a waste of time.

Shiraishi doesn't dislike wasting time on having fun, but he dislikes doing jobs that are not of much use.

He stood out from the shadow of the iron tower, jumped outside, and rode the strong wind all the way forward.

The brilliance of the setting sun fell on a western-style mansion, Shiraishi stepped on the window frame, and raised his hand to push the window open.

"Good evening~"

He raised his hand to say hello, and jumped into the room.

The two people present were all shocked.

The crystal chandelier was hanging above, and the older woman on the high-back chair stood up and said, "Reaper, I don't remember inviting you over?"

Bai Shi put down his hands and said with a smile, "Don't be so nervous, I'm just giving you some good news."

The older woman said with a sullen face, "What news?"

"As long as you do one thing for me, I can intercede for you and become a bridge between the Quincy and the God of Death."

Baishi threw out his own conditions, and said: "This matter is also beneficial to you. As human beings, you should not want to be destroyed by the void, right?"

Kurosaki Masaki was about to answer the conversation, but was glared at by her aunt, and quickly calmed down.

"It has nothing to do with us, this is the business of your god of death, we will not do anything for you!"

The attitude of the black-haired woman is extremely stubborn, even if the present world is destroyed, she will not be willing to help the god of death.

Shiraishi didn't care what she said, and said: "The mission is to find the whereabouts of the Fullbringers, especially their leader, Ginjo Kugo.

Aizen wants to take his life to achieve an ulterior plan.

My task is to prevent that kind of thing from happening, I hope you can think about this matter carefully. "

"They say we won't assist Death!"

The black-haired woman roared, her eyes were full of hatred, if she hadn't been afraid that she couldn't beat her, she would probably have rushed to chase her away.

Shiraishi shrugged and said, "If you find it, find me at the Tokyo Tower. Goodbye."

This farewell was to Kurosaki Masaki, and he returned to the Tokyo Tower with the stepping forward slash.

Seeing something was wrong, the older woman frowned slightly and said, "Masaki, do you know that Shinigami just now?"

"Hey, I can't even talk about knowing each other, I just met by chance on the road."

Kurosaki Masaki quickly explained.

The older woman clapped her hands on the dining table and shouted: "I have said many times, don't try to live with the gods of death. They have committed an unforgivable felony against our Quincy."

Masaki Kurosaki lowered his head and said weakly: "Uncle has always wanted to find a way to coexist peacefully with Death, this time may be an opportunity."

"To shut up!"

The older woman roared again, and the voice was heard outside the door.

The doorknob was turned, and a stern boy wearing glasses stepped into the room and said softly, "Mother, your voice can be heard even outside the door."

"..." The older woman pursed her lips, and finally gave up on preaching, warning: "Masaki, don't do anything for the god of death, otherwise, don't blame me for being heartless."

"Mother, don't bother, just drive her out of the Ishida family. A Quincy tainted by falsehood is not qualified to be the daughter-in-law of the Ishida family."

Ishida Longxian said this with a blank face.

He deeply realized that his mother was a monster, stubborn and extremely controlling, and did not allow the slightest resistance from others.

As a son, he couldn't say anything to scold such a mother, but he couldn't let Masaki continue to stay in such a family environment.

Anyway, she already has somewhere to go.

then leave.

Ishida Ryuseki made such a judgment based on reason, and at this moment he realized, ah, he is also a monster.

A normal person probably wouldn't be so calm and make the decision to drive a loved one out of the house.

"Xiaolong." Masaki Kurosaki had a bit of worry on his face, and he could see the sadness in his eyes.

"You're right, tell Katagiri to pack her things and let her leave Ishida's house."

The woman was very relieved that her son was finally sensible, and she said with a rare gentle expression: "Pure-blooded Quincy is hard to find, but it's not impossible. I will choose a good bride for you."

"Ah."

Ishida Longxian responded softly.

The woman pulled her son out of the room, the door was closed little by little, and the girl in sight was no longer seen.

Kurosaki Masaki did not choose to open the door, talking to Xiaolong at this time undoubtedly made the aunt's anger even more intense.

Dragons caught in the middle will suffer even more.

She sat back at the dining table and began to eat the dinner on the plate. Food should not be wasted.

After finishing dinner, Masaki Kurosaki took out a napkin and wiped it. There was a knock on the door, "Miss Masaki, I have packed your luggage."

"Oh, I'm here, thank you, Katagiri."

Kurosaki Masaki ran forward, with a sunny smile on her face. She used to use a smile to cover up the sadness in her heart. She would only cry unscrupulously when she encountered that kind of parting scene when watching a romance movie.

"No, these are all things I should do. Do you need to help you carry them to the door?"

"No need, I'll do it myself."

Kurosaki Masaki grabbed the suitcase, carrying two bags, and said with a smile: "Katagiri...forget it, even if I don't tell you, you will take good care of Xiaolong, goodbye."

　ps: It’s [-] at last, it’s not easy
　　
　
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