Night falls.
The streets became noisy.
Those who had been hiding in office buildings during the day, those who had been busy in factories all day, and students who had been locked up in schools all day, all came out.
They walk down the street, into shops, into restaurants.
The light on Shopping Street comes on.
Neon lights flashed in the night, illuminating every face.
Steam from the Noodle Shop comes out of the door, carrying the aroma of soy sauce and pork bones.
The automatic door of the convenience store opens and closes, closes and opens again.
A Bookstore li.
Aizen sat at the table behind the counter and gently closed the novel in his hand.
"Dark Journey to the West" was placed on the table by him. He turned his head and looked at Yan Si. His eyes were calm under the light and he spoke softly.
"Brother Yan Si." "You said that this Monkey was even designed to be born, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky regard him as a chess piece."
"He rises up to resist. What will be the final result?"
Yan Si also closed the comic in his hand and responded with a smile.
"The result, I don't know."
"Everyone's results are different."
"Isn't it?"
Aizen also laughed. The smile was very gentle. He nodded slightly in agreement, then turned his head to look at the street outside the window.
Those who come to Shopping Street to eat after get off work, and those who take their children out for shopping.
A man held a woman's hand, a pair of parents pushed a stroller, and a few students put their arms around each other.
They laugh, walk, and live.
Aizen looked at those people for a long time, and then spoke.
"This world is pretty good." There was a soft sound.
A black cat jumped out from behind the bookshelf.
The cat was completely black, its fur glowing under the light.
It jumped onto Yan Si's legs and stretched, stretching its front paws forward and arching its back, then found a comfortable position to lie down and curled up into a ball.
Yan Si reached out and gently rubbed its chin.
The cat narrowed its eyes and purred.
He looked out the window and said softly.
"So, there shouldn't be so many demons and ghosts in the world."
He raised his head and looked at the night sky.
There is a figure flying there, wearing Shinigami uniform, with a Zanpakutō hanging on his waist, and a Shinigami is patrolling.
Because this place is Reishi Concentration Point, a Shinigami team was deployed, and there were even Captain-level and other people running around for a long time, just to prevent Aizen from appearing.
However, because of these Shinigami reasons, they often attract the surrounding virtual ones to gather. Those virtual ones are attracted by Shinigami's Reiatsu, come from all directions, and then are killed, and then new virtual ones come, and the cycle repeats.
Yan Si looked away.
Aizen also looked at Shinigami, stood up, put his hands in his pockets and spoke.
"That's right."
He looked at Yan Si.
"Brother Yan Si, I suddenly want to see the ending of Monkey."
Yan Si said with a chuckle.
"I can't write the ending."
Aizen looked at him with calm eyes.
"It doesn't matter, let's watch it together then."
His eyes passed over the black cat on Yan Si's lap.
The cat closed his eyes and purred, then turned around and walked out of the counter, walked to the door and pushed it open with both hands. The doorbell rang, and he walked out and disappeared into the night.
Bookstore was quiet, only the noise outside the window could be heard faintly.
The black cat lay motionless on Yan Si's lap. After a long time, it stretched out its paw and held down Yan Si's hand.
The claws are small and the pads are soft.
It raised its head, widened its golden eyes, and spoke.
"Just found by Aizen?"
"Is this guy planning something?"
This black cat is none other than Yoruichi. She is still waiting for Gigai, so she can only walk in the form of a black cat transformed by the family's secret technique.
Otherwise, her Spiritual Power will be exposed to Soul Society in an instant, and it will be easy to overwhelm ordinary humans, even if she restrains herself.
The concentration of Reishi in Human World is the lowest among Three Realms, and it is easily affected by high-concentration spirits.
Yan Si reached out and hugged Yoruichi.
He turned his head and looked at the commercial street. People were coming and going, feasting and feasting.
"He must be planning something."
"But it definitely won't be directed at me."
Yoruichi asked not understanding.
"Why?"
Yan Si continued to explain.
"Whether you want to be a god or a king or something like that."
"They all understand one thing deeply."
"To be God, God must have believers."
He looked back at the cat in his arms.
"A king must have citizens to be a king."
"If not, it's just a clown dancing alone." "Now I have become a real human being."
"Life is limited."
"In the eyes of guys like Aizen who want to be gods."
"At best, he's just an audience."
Yoruichi snorted.
"Hmph!"
When she heard the word "life span", she stretched out her paws and pressed Yan Si's face unhappily.
The pad is very soft, press it on your face, once, once.
Although she understands that Yan Si wants to break through the power to become a human being.
But these days, I see him living happily every day. He doesn't study Hogyoku at all, he just lives a happy life!
I vaguely feel that this guy is using breakthrough as an excuse and just wants to become a human being.
It's just that this idea is ridiculous. How can any living thing give up a long life and choose to become a short-lived species?
Even if there is a chance to break through the power and become an immortal species again, it is really weird.
Of course Yan Si understood what Yoruichi was thinking and explained softly again.
"These days since I became human."
"I just felt the passage of time."
He looked out the window at the night.
"When you realize you only have a hundred years to live."
"Suddenly I feel that I have to enjoy everything that happens every day."
"Whether it's reading comics or not."
"It's good to cook and eat."
"It's good to communicate with people."
He retracted his gaze and looked at the cat in his arms. "This is something I ignored when I was Soul Society."
When doing Shinigami, I often wandered for a few days.
Occasionally, I wake up one day and realize that many years have passed since Yin's height has grown.
The length of existence determines that Shinigami will subconsciously ignore many things.
"And, with life these days."
"I don't want to die anymore."
Yan Si sighed softly.
The world is beautiful.
"The Man of the Pirate King" has just been serialized.
There are also many fun games.
Interesting TV series are being filmed constantly.
At least you have to live longer than the author who likes the work. A hundred years sounds like a long time, but it is actually very short.
Because he has spent a hundred years in Soul Society.
I don't even have many detailed memories in my mind.
I think a few things can sum up those hundred years.
As he thought about it, his hands began to tremble unconsciously.
The tremor was very light, starting from the fingers, spreading to the wrists, and then to the arms.
Yoruichi quickly jumped on Yan Si's shoulders, rubbed his cheek with her cat head, and shouted softly.
"Future?"
This was the first time she saw her man, and she actually looked scared.
Yan Si Take a deep breath, your chest rises and falls, and suppress this feeling.
But his voice was still slightly trembling.
"It's okay, I'm just a little scared to death." His breathing became a little rapid.
The more I think about the fact that I will die within a hundred years, my body will naturally react.
He took another deep breath to calm down.
"It's time for us to close our doors."
"What are you eating today?"
Yoruichi deliberately ignored his abnormality and said with a smile.
"Oden!"
Yan Si stood up holding Yoruichi, walked to the door, turned off the light, and locked the door.
The wooden door closed behind him with a slight click.
He turned and walked towards the snack area of Shopping Street.
There are many people on the street.
They walked by Noodle Shop, past the barbecue stall, and past the cart selling takoyaki, and various aromas wafted over. Yan Si walked very slowly.
Yoruichi was lying on his shoulder, looking at everything around him with his golden eyes.
Look at the smiling people, the running children, the lovers holding hands.
She leaned into his ear and whispered.
"Future."
Yan Si hummed.
"Huh?"
"You just said that in Aizen's eyes, you are just an audience."
"What about me?"
Yan Si stopped and turned around and smiled.
"You?"
"Didn't I tell you earlier?" His voice was gentle.
"You are mine."
Yoruichi snorted.
"Hmph!"
She buried her head in the crook of his neck and stopped talking.
Yan Si continued walking forward, heading towards the oden stall.
It's steaming hot and fragrant.
Shopkeeper is busy.
Various things were boiling in the pot.
Radish, fish cakes, and bamboo shoots.
Yan Si walked over and stood in front of the stall.
"Shopkeeper, two copies." Shopkeeper raised his head.
Seeing the black cat on his shoulder, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"Okay!"
He quickly fished out the things, put them in a bowl and handed them over.
"Be careful! It's hot!"
Yan Si took the bowl and blew the hot air over his face.
Yoruichi jumped off his shoulder and landed next to him, looking up at the bowl.
Yan Si Poke a piece of radish with a bamboo skewer.
He blew it and handed it to her mouth.
"Taste it."
Yoruichi opened his mouth to bite the piece of radish, chewed it, and his eyes lit up.
Yan Si also picked up a piece of fish cake and put it in his mouth. It was indeed delicious, the soup was very fresh, and the fish cake was very delicious.
He squatted down side by side with Yoruichi.
One person and one cat.
Squatting in front of the oden stall, eating something from the bowl.
People were coming and going on the street, but no one paid attention to them.
Only the lights of the stalls shone on them.
It's warm, fragrant and delicious.
And this time.
Hogyoku made into a necklace and hung on the chest of Yan Si.
That little bead.
The speed of the nebulae flowing inside seems to have accelerated.
Very light. Very fast.
Passed by in a flash.