"What? Let Toshiro leave? No, absolutely not."
At Ailin's words, Toshiro's grandmother immediately panicked. She pulled Toshiro Hitsugaya into her arms and stared at Ailin warily.
"Ma'am, please don't panic. Hear me out."
Seeing how agitated Toshiro's grandmother was, Ailin smiled reassuringly. "I'm not a bad person. Since I suggested that Toshiro leave, I naturally have a way to convince both you and Toshiro."
"That's impossible. No matter what you say, I won't let Toshiro leave."
Toshiro's grandmother shook her head in refusal. "Lord Shinigami, please leave. You are not welcome here."
"Grandma, please let this lord explain."
Before Ailin could speak, Toshiro Hitsugaya raised his head from his grandmother's embrace and looked at Ailin. "Sir, please explain to us why you said Grandma will get better if I leave her."
"Of course."
Ailin nodded. "The reason your grandmother feels cold is because you, Toshiro, possess spiritual pressure—and it is no ordinary spiritual pressure."
"Spiritual pressure? What is that?"
"Spiritual pressure is the most basic power of a Shinigami."
"In other words, Toshiro, you have the potential to become a Shinigami."
"And although you are still young, your spiritual pressure has an ice attribute. In terms of intensity, it is far stronger than that of many full-fledged Shinigami."
"You have never undergone formal Shinigami training, so you unconsciously release the immense spiritual pressure within your body."
"Your grandmother was injured by the cold carried by that immense spiritual pressure. As long as you separate from her, your spiritual pressure will no longer harm her, and she will naturally recover little by little."
Hearing Ailin say this, the light in Toshiro's eyes immediately dimmed.
"So... I'm the one who made Grandma like this..."
"I'm sorry, Grandma. I won't be able to stay by your side anymore."
After hugging his grandmother tightly,