Spread Your Claws
Not again?
Dōsan Hanyū's black sword pierced into Inorei Hikaru's body, but the Mud Hollow hanging on Hikaru trembled all over, and its Spiritual Pressure began to become unstable.
The memory of the "predecessor's" death is a subjective memory from Tachikawa's first-person perspective, and it contains a considerable amount of subjective elements.
Mud Hollow had no idea how its "previous body" died.
But now, it understands.
He seemed to sense the pain and harm that Inorei Hikaru was experiencing, and its immature spirit began to collapse.
This is... a precursor to genetic collapse.
Damn it!
Mud Hollow shouted, but neither the fighters nor those focused on Dōsan Hanyū paid any attention to it.
The blackness on Inorei Hikaru's body intensified, his face contorted violently, and white mask material began to condense around the edges of his face.
The surrounding Spiritual Pressure began to fluctuate, but one thing was certain: the Spiritual Pressure emanating from Inorei Hikaru was becoming increasingly intense, belonging to the Hollow realm.
"Hey, Hikaru, what's going on?"
Having been comrades-in-arms for a day, their relationship had rapidly warmed up, and at this moment, Sanjō couldn't help but worry about Hikaru's condition.
"Is this... an illusion?"
Gin Ichimaru saw this scene clearly, and the change before his eyes truly astonished him.
"I was also astonished when I observed the boy Inorei Hikaru, in Central 46."
Tsunayashiro couldn't hide his joy. While the Central 46 was monitoring, almost everyone was focused on Dōsan Hanyū, but he was the only one who noticed the difference in Inorei Hikaru.
"It shouldn't be called a Hollow. To be precise, this boy has a Hollow living inside him, a Dead Hollow."
His Reishi attribute is likely inherently somewhere between Soul Reaper and a Hollow, making it extremely unstable.
Gin also learned about it from Aizen.
Research on the boundary between Soul Reaper and Hollows.
The one who has made the most progress is Kisuke Urahara, that goes without saying.
However, it was the Tsunayashiro Clan that first researched this project.
However, the Tsunayashiro Clan has been stuck at a certain crucial point. Even though they have inherited some of Kisuke Urahara's data, there are still some areas they cannot overcome.
And Hikaru, possibly the only one of its kind in the Three Realms, gave Ichimonji hope.
Everything's going so smoothly these days. It's like I've gained superpowers; everything I wish for is coming true.
Originally, the plan was for ten or even twenty years, but now Tsunayashiro even has the hope of fully realizing it within three months.
"Yin, we'll need to recruit him as our partner later."
Silver opened her eyes. "Partner?"
He kept the second half of his sentence, "Wasn't he a test subject?", from his mouth.
"Of course, partners."
That's... wonderful.
Yin's voice involuntarily faltered, then he pretended to casually agree, turned around, but inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine; in just an instant, his forehead was covered in fine sweat.
The day Dōsan Hanyū entered university.
Aizen volunteered to use the Kyōka Suigetsu hypnosis technique on the third-generation students.
However, due to special circumstances, Dōsan did not see Aizen, let alone be hypnotized.
Gin believed that Aizen had misjudged Dōsan Hanyū's abilities, which is why Gin was now even afraid to confront Dōsan Hanyū directly.
Even though Aizen later said he "succeeded".
Yin still didn't think about it that way.
Could it be that on that day...
Was Aizen's target never Dōsan Hanyū, but rather the overlooked Inorei Hikaru?
Fear...
Tsunayashiro was still dancing with joy at his recent good fortune, unaware that he was now a puppet in Aizen's hands.
Every step Tsunayashiro was a footprint left by Aizen.
And myself.
It's not just Kyōka Suigetsu; with just this one cunning scheme, can he really retrieve Rangiku's belongings from Aizen?
"Ah." The lower half of Inorei Hikaru's face, which was covered in illusory material, was gradually taking shape.
At first, there was some concern from Sōji Sanjō, but now only endless fear remains.
"Hollowfication! Dōsan, this is Hollowfication!" Sōji Sanjō grabbed Dōsan Hanyū by the collar. "It's contagious! Kill him! We have to kill him!"
Sōji Sanjō was somewhat hysterical.
It's not just about the infection; the Soul Reaper Hollowfication. To cover up the impact, both he and Dōsan, who know the truth, could be executed!
Let Dōsan receives, can he compare to those captains who were ordered to be executed fifteen years ago?
"No, that's not right. You two mononuclear beings, this isn't some kind of Hollowfication."
His voice sounded like a modified quack's, making you want to strangle him.
A white, bizarre mask, full of performance art, not much more aesthetically pleasing than a fake.
"Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi of the Twelfth Division..." Sōji Sanjō couldn't even speak clearly.
According to rumors, the Twelfth Division had no negative news and was said to be the safest division besides the Fourth Division.
However, during this period, the magnanimous Dōsan Hanyū gave the Twelfth Division a lot of publicity.
At this moment, when Sōji Sanjō saw Mayuri Kurotsuchi again, it was as if he had seen a raging flood or a ferocious beast.
"You two, and that boy being devoured by a Hollow, please put down your Zanpakuto."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's calm eyes lay a hint of delight. He had thought he could get his hands on Dōsan Hanyū as a test subject, but he hadn't expected there to be another boy with a special physique.
Double happiness!
With a loud clang, Sōji Sanjō did not hesitate.
The pressure from Mayuri Kurotsuchi was overwhelming, Mayuri Kurotsuchi Sōji Sanjō simply released his grip, letting it fall.
"And you, Dōsan Hanyū?"
No Cause it is chirping.
Dōsan raised his head. In the beginning, No Cause any warning, nor was it because of anything suspicious.
Instead, Mayuri Kurotsuchi who had been observing him and coveting him.
"Although fighting single-celled organisms is the most annoying thing, but..."
"Open your claws, Ashisogi Jizō!"