"Scatter, Thousand Cherry Blossoms."
The blade rose, and cherry blossoms fell.
Black cherry blossoms filled the sky, like a deadly black downpour descending and engulfing the prisoner named Sebanos.
Rosen withdrew Thousand Cherry Blossoms and sheathed the blade.
Check-in complete.
Another day of instantly killing a Level 6 Prisoner.
As the sound of the blade returning to its sheath rang out, there was no longer any prisoner named Sebanos to be found in Infinite Hell. Only a pool of thick blood on the ground contained a few body parts that had once belonged to him.
Obviously.
The Armament Haki cherry blossom rain had dismembered him outright. He had not even had time to scream—no, to feel pain—before going from a prisoner to a collection of parts.
After instantly killing Sebanos, Rosen swept his gaze across the prisoners in the surrounding cells, a trace of disappointment showing in his eyes.
It was as though he were asking, Were the monsters erased from history only this capable?
Faced with this silent question, the only response was deathly silence.
The prisoners of Infinite Hell seemed to have collectively lost their voices. None of them spoke, as though Rosen's ten days of check-ins had thoroughly frightened them into silence.
Seeing this,
Rosen said nothing. After sheathing his Zanpakutō, he turned and left.
Since the prisoners in Infinite Hell could not entertain him through battle, Domino's daily Sea King meals, different every day and never repeated, could entertain him instead.
Yes.
Starting from the seventh day, perhaps Rosen's Three Colors of Haki had reached an entirely new realm, or perhaps the prisoners fighting him were simply too weak.
The improvements brought by checking in at Infinite Hell each morning and battling the prisoners were far inferior to those from the previous week.
Especially today.
```