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The instant the door opened, a clear murderous intent flashed across Kuchiki Ginrei's face.

Yet the sight inside the room made the hand reaching for his sword hilt drop despite himself.

In the luxurious yet lifeless bedroom, Kuchiki Soujun lay asleep in the middle of the tatami, covered by a wide brocade quilt.

A faint, indescribable glow seeped through Soujun's forehead, like a red ember burning beneath his skin, constantly shifting between brightness and dimness.

As the light flickered, Kuchiki Soujun's body convulsed violently in turn, the tremors so severe that even the brocade quilt shook without pause...