The Unforgiven from Shinigami
They learn that the afterlife is not about becoming a ghost wandering the city, but rather a different world.
Unagiya Kaoru completely cast aside his few remaining attachments to the World of the Living, wanting to throw himself into adventures in the unknown world, thus leaving his mundane life behind.
"To die would be better than to follow in my brother's footsteps."
His eyes sparkled, as if he were thinking about future adventures, and his face was full of eager anticipation.
Shiraishi hadn't had a chance to say anything yet.
Bang.
She Riot Games him on the head, then gave him a strong choke, dragging him toward school. "Stay away from those evil spirits that incite suicide. Honestly, isn't it better to be alive? Why do you have to die?"
I find the years I've spent with you to be very interesting.
Unagiya Kaoru said earnestly, " Ikumi, let's die together."
"I don't want to die so young."
Ikumi rolled her eyes and didn't agree. She knew this person's personality too well; he could always say something shocking in calm words.
If you think it's a joke, you're in for a world of trouble.
This guy is serious.
If you actually agree, you might end up being dragged off the roof with me.
"This is really a headache." Unagiya Kaoru sighed softly, not understanding why Ikumi felt it was better to be alive.
Wouldn't it be even cooler to die like my older brother, coming and going like the wind?
Shiraishi stood beside him and patted him on the shoulder. " Kaoru, not everyone can reach out and touch the clouds on the horizon."
Especially at this time, just focus on what you can control, and let everything else take its course.
After offering his advice, Shiraishi, wanting to return to his Bankai training, smiled and said, "Live well, goodbye."
"Hey, big brother."
Unagiya Kaoru reached out to stop him, but he had already vanished, just like the wind.
Grab what you can...
He thought for a moment, then turned to look at Ikumi, who was still reminiscing about the past, and scratched her armpit.
"Haha," Ikumi couldn't help but laugh out loud, loosening her grip.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Unagiya Kaoru squeezed out and hugged her tightly, saying, "I've got you, Ikumi."
The sudden hug made Ikumi's face flush red, and she instinctively elbowed him backward, "Idiot, idiot, don't hug me like that!"
The First Evolution
After yelling, the person ran away as if fleeing.
Unagiya Kaoru clutched his stomach, thinking that his older brother was right; if he couldn't even hold onto the people around him, let alone the clouds in the sky.
By the way, Ikumi's elbow strike was even harder than usual.
He couldn't straighten up for a moment and clutched his stomach as he moved forward.
The school bell rang.
An autumn breeze drifted in through the window; the last class had ended, and the sunlight was still bright.
Unagiya Kaoru rested his chin on his hand, looking dazed.
Ikumi leaned closer and asked, "Are you still thinking about that evil spirit?"
"It's not an evil spirit, it's Brother Shiraishi."
Unagiya Kaoru corrected a point.
"Hi, hi," Ikumi nodded casually, then asked with a puzzled look, "Why do you admire a dead person so much?"
Ultimately, he was a loser crushed by reality, a criminal driven to madness by a desire for revenge against society, which then resonated with a group of other losers, leading to copycat crimes.
"Can a loser kidnap a tycoon? Can he be so indifferent to burning those banknotes? Brother Shiraishi is a truly romantic person, unlike the others!"
Unagiya Kaoru countered that he also looked down on those criminals who used the Shiraishi style to actually vent their inner darkness.
He idolizes Shiraishi himself.
That carefree, unburdened figure is what he yearns for, yet finds difficult to achieve.
After all, he racked his brains but couldn't come up with a way to kidnap a tycoon.
Meeting him again today only strengthened my admiration for him.
In his heart, the Shiraishi represents the mysterious world he longs for and yearns for, or one could say the extraordinary.
He longed for it so much.
"Okay, calm down. He's great, he's romantic, is that alright?"
Ikumi shrugged, not wanting to argue with him about that issue. That kid was incredibly stubborn; once he made up his mind, nothing would change.
Unagiya Kaoru didn't continue either. Catching a glimpse of a figure in the corridor, he quickly nudged Ikumi's stomach, "Quick, Kurosaki's out! Let's follow her!"
Ikumi turned her head, wary, and asked, "You like her?"
"No, I only like you, Ikumi, among the opposite sexes. It's just that she can see Big Brother, so she's definitely not an ordinary person."
Unagiya Kaoru explains.
Ikumi nearly dislocated his right shoulder with a slap, then said shyly, "You're so annoying, always saying things like that."
"Hiss, let's catch up."
He covered his shoulder with his hand.
It's thanks to the beatings I've endured from Ikumi since I was a child that I've been able to withstand it. Anyone else would have dislocated their shoulder and been to the hospital long ago.
The two left the classroom, keeping a distance from Masaki Kurosaki.
Her behavior was no different from that of an ordinary high school girl; after school, she chatted and laughed with her friends, waited for the bus at the bus stop, and rode all the way to the shopping street in Karakura Honcho.
In a dessert shop, they order coffee and cake and chat about topics that girls are interested in.
"What would you like to order, gentlemen?"
The waiter was shouting from there.
Unagiya Kaoru held up the menu and leaned over the window, staring at Masaki Kurosaki and the others, completely ignoring the waiter.
If Ikumi hadn't been there, she would definitely have been mistaken for a pervert and called the police.
"Two coffees, half sugar, and two Chiffon cakes, please."
Ikumi ordered food from the waiter.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter left.
" Kaoru, are you really going to continue?"
"Once it gets dark, Kurosaki will definitely reveal her true colors."
Unagiya Kaoru replied and continued to monitor the situation. Just then, the wind chimes at the door rang.
A man stepped in, wearing a black turtleneck coat, a black hat, sunglasses, black gloves, and carrying a briefcase.
The man walked by, briefly blocking Unagiya Kaoru's view.
" Ikumi, don't you think there's something wrong with that person?"
Unagiya Kaoru successfully diverted attention, mainly because he felt that Kurosaki wouldn't reveal his unusual behavior in public.
This piqued his interest in the man who had covered himself up completely.
Ikumi whispered, "Ignore him. He doesn't look like a good person."
"Yes, it's definitely suspicious that a grown man would walk into a dessert shop alone when there are lots of girls around. He might be carrying a bomb in his bag."
Unagiya Kaoru analyzed it in a very serious manner.
Ikumi covered her forehead with her hand and said irritably, "This is Japan, not free America. Guns are hard to come by here, let alone bombs."
Don't bring movies and anime into real life.
Unagiya Kaoru instinctively felt that there was definitely something inside that briefcase.
The man in the trench coat also sensed something was wrong. He noticed the boy was staring at his briefcase instead of his trench coat, and he immediately became nervous.
Before participating in the experiment, he might not have cared.
After experiencing those things, he never dared to underestimate the boy again; the slightest carelessness would result in his death!
The man's eyes widened, and he immediately reached into his trench coat, pulled out a gun, and fired at the boy.