A suburban villa, the secret base in Bount.
" Mabashi..."
After the meeting ended, Jin Kariya, who had short silver hair and was wearing a retro leather jacket, called out to Mabashi, a blond thug who was about to leave.
"What's wrong, boss?"
Mabashi was surprised that his boss would suddenly call him back, and he asked with a slightly nervous expression.
"I have a very important task that I need your help to complete."
Seeing Mabashi's nervous expression, Jin Kariya smiled slightly and spoke softly.
What mission?
Upon hearing that Jin Kariya had assigned him a task, Mabashi immediately perked up and asked.
"Go help me, go to Karakura First High School and find someone."
That person's name is Ichigo Kurosaki.
"If possible, try to recruit him into our camp."
Jin Kariya, he pulled a photograph from the pocket of his leather jacket.
"This is a picture of Ichigo Kurosaki."
While speaking Jin Kariya, Shou handed the photo in his hand to Mabashi.
Who is this person?
Mabashi frowned as he looked at the photo in his hand, at the high school student with orange-yellow hair. He didn't understand what the significance was of Kari Jin Kariya asking him to find this ordinary-looking high school student in the photo.
"Do you remember those people from Xcution we dismantled before?"
"Their leader once mentioned a boy named Ichigo Kurosaki to me."
" Ichigo Kurosaki is a very special individual, possessing power within his body far beyond our imagination. If we can utilize it, our plan to overthrow the Soul Reaper will be more secure."
Jin Kariya recalled the words of the person he had once encountered, who claimed to use a power called Fullbring and called himself Kūgo Ginjō Kugo a psychic. Although he had not directly clashed with those Fullbring, he knew that they were not weak, and that the essence of their Fullbring power was even greater than that of the Bount!
"I understand~"
After hearing Jin Kariya words, Mabashi gently licked his lips. In this world, who doesn't like to be a little more cautious? Since it can increase the success rate of their final plan, it is indeed worth a try.
"Okay, it's up to you."
Jin Kariya slightly, said nothing more, and walked away facing the gate.
" Ichigo Kurosaki?"
Hahaha... Interesting...
After Jin Kariya, Mabashi looked at the photo in his hand and burst into laughter. Although he had promised Jin Kariya that he would bring Ichigo Kurosaki back, he was still unconvinced. He wanted to see what kind of strength this high school boy who was chosen by Jin Kariya could have!
"Our team only needs elites, not trash!"
" Ichigo Kurosaki, if you don't have the strength to earn my approval, I won't let you join us."
"Hahaha..."
Mabashi laughed loudly, left the villa, and flew straight towards Karakura First High School.
Wow~
"What a happy day!"
As the sun was about to set, Ichigo Kurosaki and Sōgo Shihoin left the school together.
"What's there to be happy about?"
Ichigo Kurosaki pursed his lips as he listened to Sōgo Shihoin's words.
"Although it was fun, it was a real shame that school ended so late."
Sōgo Shihoin spoke to himself, recalling a hundred years ago when he was still studying at the Shin'ō Academy. They would usually send someone to sign in, and sometimes they wouldn't even sign in...
But despite his appearance, he has a zero record of being late or leaving early in the past six years. He doesn't even go to the store, so how could he be late or leave early?
"Who do you think we're out so late for?"
"It's all because you overslept..."
After hearing what Sōgo Shihoin, Ichigo Kurosaki gritted his teeth. If Sōgo Shihoin hadn't been sleeping after school, how could he have gotten out of school so late!?
As for waking up Sōgo Shihoin, Ichigo Kurosaki admitted that he didn't have the courage. In the end, it wouldn't be appropriate to leave, nor would it be appropriate to wake Sōgo Shihoin. So he could only patiently wait for Sōgo Shihoin Sōgo Shihoin wake up naturally before leaving the school with him.
" Ichigo Kurosaki..."
Sōgo Shihoin smiled slightly after hearing Ichigo Kurosaki's words.
"What... are you doing?"
When Ichigo Kurosaki heard Sōgo Shihoin call his name, he felt the hairs on his neck stand on end, and he looked at Sōgo Shihoin somewhat guiltily.
"You're a good person~"
Sōgo Shihoin patted Ichigo Kurosaki on the shoulder from his superior position, smiling as he gave Ichigo Kurosaki" friend card."
"No, I don't want to be friend-zoned, I especially don't want to be friend-zoned by a man, and I especially don't want to be friend-zoned by you Sōgo Shihoin."
Ichigo Kurosaki internally screamed in frustration, feeling somewhat relieved that Sōgo Shihoin couldn't read minds; otherwise, there truly wouldn't be any way for him to continue living in this world.
"Hmm, oh."
"He's a good person, Ichigo Kurosaki thought, and nodded slightly."
"Go home! Go home!"
"I really wonder what delicious food Aunt Masaki has made. To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to it."
Sōgo Shihoin pulled Ichigo Kurosaki along towards the Black Knight's house, muttering to himself that he was looking forward to eating Masaki's cooking.
"Really... don't they consider themselves outsiders anymore?"
Ichigo Kurosaki looked at Sōgo Shihoin, who was affectionately calling his mother "Auntie," and his eyes twitched slightly. It has to be said that Sōgo Shihoin seems to have some kind of social arrogance.
"Hmph hmph hmph~"
Sōgo Shihoin hummed a little tune as he walked at the front, and before he knew it, he and Ichigo Kurosaki had reached the riverbank.
"Um, Ichigo Kurosaki, did you invite other people to your house?"
As they walked, Sōgo Shihoin suddenly stopped. He turned to look at Ichigo Kurosaki and asked.
"Huh? I didn't mean to invite anyone else home. Besides, Orihime Inoue, Yasutora Sado, and Uryū Ishida all went home while you were sleeping."
"The rest of the people are not on our side."
Upon hearing Sōgo Shihoin's words, Ichigo Kurosaki froze. He couldn't let his other classmates get involved. The fewer people who knew about Sōgo Shihoin's affairs, the Soul Society's affairs, and the Soul Reaper's affairs, the better.
"Oh, so you mean you didn't call that person?"
Sōgo Shihoin pointed to a perverted man who had appeared by the riverbank at some unknown time. The man had a long tongue sticking out, with a tongue stud that was gleaming in the setting sun. His eyes were cold, his hair was yellowish-brown, and he looked like a freak who was not a good person. Sougo asked him a question.
"Of course not..."
"Besides, do I look like the kind of person who would know such a pervert?"
Ichigo Kurosaki frowned as he looked at the man exuding a chilling aura. Someone with that kind of presence was clearly an enemy, wasn't they?!
"But you all seem to have similar hair colors, don't you?"
"They're all petty thugs..."
Sōgo Shihoin made the number eight with his hands, then stacked the two eights on top of each other to form a square. He compared the hair color of Ichigo Kurosaki and the thug who had suddenly arrived between the squares, and finally gave an affirmative answer.
"It's different, okay!"
"I've told you so many times, my hair color is natural."
"I didn't get it from somewhere else."
Ichigo Kurosaki pinched a strand of hair from the top of his head and said angrily.
"Hahaha..."
"Regardless, the way they looked clearly indicated they came to see you."
"Why don't you go and talk to him?"
Sōgo Shihoin loudly, and then, without saying a word, slapped Ichigo Kurosaki on the back.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"Etc..."
The next second, Ichigo Kurosaki discovered that, faced with a powerful and irresistible force, his soul form, clad in Shihakusho, flew out of his body and appeared on the riverbank.
"No way?"
Ichigo Kurosaki stared blankly at Sōgo Shihoin Sougo's actions, which instantly separated his soul from his body.
"Don't be surprised, it's just a little trick."
Seeing the surprised and puzzled look in Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes, Sōgo Shihoin smiled slightly. "Sending your soul out of your body is just a basic skill; there's no need to be too surprised."
"You are Ichigo Kurosaki."
The Ichigo Kurosaki's sudden Soul Reaper. He frowned and scrutinized Ichigo Kurosaki from head to toe with a critical gaze.
"I am, who are you?"
What do you want with me?
Ichigo Kurosaki nodded slightly, frowning as he looked at the pervert in front of him.
"Our boss wants to see you. Come with me!"
The blond thug stretched out his finger and gently beckoned to Ichigo Kurosaki.
"Ha?"
"Hey, hey, hey... didn't your mother teach you manners?"
"If you want to invite someone, you must first introduce yourself."
Ichigo Kurosaki listened to the blond thug's condescending attitude, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face, and said coldly.
"You don't need to ask so many questions, just come with me."
After hearing Ichigo Kurosaki's words, the blond thug frowned and spoke in a cold voice.
Hehehe...
"What if I say no?!"
Ichigo Kurosaki is least afraid of facing these seemingly tough but actually weak opponents.
"Really? If you don't want your family to be affected, I advise you to think it over carefully."
The blond thug smirked and began to speak.
"If you intend to harm my family, I will make you pay a heavy price."
When Ichigo Kurosaki heard the thug threatening him with his family, his expression instantly turned cold.
"Heh, that's none of your business."
After hearing Ichigo Kurosaki's words, the blond thug's eyes narrowed. He hadn't expected Ichigo Kurosaki to reject him so resolutely.
"Whether it's my business or not is not for you to decide." Ichigo Kurosaki looked at the blond thug with disdain. "Enough talk, if you want to fight, hurry up! I'm getting impatient!"
Ichigo Kurosaki has been through so much these past few days, and now he feels a tightness in his chest, a burning anger trapped inside with nowhere to go. Now is the perfect time to let it all out.
"Hahaha..."
You want to fight me?
"Come on, Ichigo Kurosaki! Let me see your strength!"
The blond thug waved at Ichigo Kurosaki, looking eager to try his luck.
"You'll regret this, Bankai!!"
Ichigo Kurosaki raised his Zanpakuto and instantly activated his Bankai.
"Ha?!"
The Ichigo Kurosaki was completely dumbfounded when he saw Bankai his Bankai.
I only played a three, and you fucking started with a royal flush?!
"Whoosh!"
However, Ichigo Kurosaki had no intention of giving the blond thug a chance to think. He flashed in front of the blond thug and began slashing at him repeatedly with the back of his sword.
"Puff..."
The blond thug, whose blade was invisible even to Ichigo Kurosaki, was constantly being hammered by Ichigo Kurosaki's sword, unable to utter a single word.
"I hate it when people threaten me with my family."
Ichigo Kurosaki continued his actions while coldly stating his bottom line.
"Black..."
The blond thug wanted to say something, but he was powerless against Ichigo Kurosaki's relentless attacks.
"I hope you'll think things through before you speak in the future."
Ichigo Kurosaki felt he had taught the blond-haired guy a lesson enough, so he decided to let him go and call it a day.
However, at that moment... a tremor suddenly emanated from Ichigo Kurosaki's body.
"This feeling is..."
Ichigo Kurosaki, who had previously held an absolute advantage, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and white substance kept gushing from his mouth and nose.
"This is from back then..."
Ichigo Kurosaki knew that he was in the same state he had been in when he fought Lilynette, and that most primal desire within him was about to devour him!
"Huff~ Huff~"
Just as Ichigo Kurosaki knee, his body out of control, the person who had been knocked to the ground by Ichigo Kurosaki took the opportunity to stand up and stomp Ichigo Kurosaki under his foot.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Have you had too much to drink? Why did you stop playing?"
"I'm still waiting for you to keep beating me up!"
The blond thug trampled Ichigo Kurosaki Ichigo Kurosaki his feet, constantly humiliating him, as if he intended to take advantage of Ichigo Kurosaki 'Ichigo Kurosaki illness and kill him.
"Bastard... bastard."
Ichigo Kurosaki's consciousness grew increasingly blurred as he struggled against the power within his body. He knew that if he were to be swallowed up by that consciousness, the entire Karakura Town would be reduced to a mountain of corpses and a sea of fire, something he absolutely did not want to see. For the sake of his family and friends, as well as the innocent people of Karakura Town, he could not afford to fall here.
"Go to hell!"
The blond-haired man clenched his fist, aiming at Ichigo Kurosaki's head. He planned to take this opportunity to smash Ichigo Kurosaki's head apart with a single punch. As for what Jin Kariya had instructed him to do, it was no longer important to him.
"Hey~"
"Give me some face, how about I make a move later?"
However, before the blond-haired man could exert any force, he found that his fist had been grabbed.
Who the hell are you?
The blond-haired man looked up and asked the person who was holding his fist.
Who I am is not important.
The person who grabbed the blond-haired man's fist was none other than Sōgo Shihoin. He was too lazy to pay attention to the blond-haired man, so he gently and casually tossed him aside while holding his fist, and then helped up Ichigo Kurosaki was kneeling on the ground.
"Tsk tsk tsk~"
Sōgo Shihoin sensed Ichigo Kurosaki's current physical condition and smiled slightly. He could feel two forces within Ichigo Kurosaki's body rapidly vying for dominance. One force, clearly slightly stronger, was being steadily defeated by the other, more brutal force, because it had lent most of its power to Ichigo Kurosaki. It was quite interesting.
"Hey! You two, give me some face and keep quiet for a bit, okay?"
After sensing for a while, Sōgo Shihoin decided not to wait any longer. He smiled slightly at Ichigo Kurosaki's body and spoke in a calm tone.
"Null!"
Within Ichigo Kurosaki's body, the two forces vying for control of this body suddenly paused. Through Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes, they saw Sōgo Shihoin standing outside, staring at them, and their bodies stiffened.
In particular, that incredibly brutal, primal power felt immensely threatened the moment it saw Sōgo Shihoin through Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes. Its sixth sense, driven by animal instinct, roared wildly with fear. It could see... it could see two ancient, grand, and unadorned characters written on Sōgo Shihoin's back.
Invincible!!!
Yes, that represents the combination of Ichigo Kurosaki's original innate power. The moment he saw Sōgo Shihoin, he only saw the word "invincible." He knew that the man in front of him was not someone he could mess with, and he instantly made up his mind to attack.
On the other hand, although she is one of the powers within Ichigo Kurosaki, she possesses her own unique consciousness and has the power to do as she pleases, just like a living human being. After Sōgo Shihoin, she also understands some things.
Suddenly, an absurd idea arose in that power's mind. The power within Ichigo Kurosaki, which possessed its own consciousness, believed that even if its true form came, it might not be able to defeat the man before it named Sōgo Shihoin.
It was precisely because of this power that possessed its own consciousness and had a broad perspective that he was able to understand that Sōgo Shihoin was not on the same level as them at all. He was like a high mountain standing in the river of time, ignoring the turbulent and continuous flow of time, powerful and steadfast.
In just a moment, the two forces reached a consensus.
The next second, the two forces receded like a tide... Ichigo Kurosaki was finally freed from his pain.
At the same time, Ichigo Kurosaki also reverted from Bankai to Shikai, and his Tensa Zangetsu transformed back into a giant kitchen knife.
"Alright, now that Ichigo Kurosaki's matter is temporarily settled..."
"Then let's settle things between us."
Sōgo Shihoin stretched his limbs slightly and walked towards the ragged blond man he had just thrown to the ground.
"I hope you can make me happy~"
Sōgo Shihoin extended his right hand and gently beckoned to the blond-haired man.
This chapter has 5,000 words.
(End of this chapter)