In the middle of the city, a thin man is looking at a paper letter in his hand, not to mention that it is quite rare to communicate in this way in today's era, but looking at the man's appearance is obviously used to this way.

[See the letter,]

[Long time no see, I don't know how you've been doing lately?]

The handwriting on the letter paper is rigorous and serious, and every stroke shows the character of the writer, but after these two greetings, it is transformed into a handwriting, and the words are much more rude.

[How's the world over there? Kisuke that bastard is now squatting in the Spirit King's Palace all day long, indulging in that fuck crossing machine, and hasn't played with me for a long time~]

"Meow......" A cold sweat broke out on the man's head, and then he looked down.

However, there is no word at all, but a graffiti that looks quite ugly and cute, and it depicts a man wearing an eye patch who seems to have several swords stuck in his head, staring at the side of the letter with an unhappy face, next to it is a portrait of a little girl with a mushroom head with a smirk, and below is a somewhat beautiful font that reads

[Kenba hates writing, so he asked Yachiryu to take him to say hello, I've been doing well lately. --- the flower of the Mao. 】

"Tsk, what a guy who doesn't change. ”

Turning the page, the man's eyes fell on the next page, where there was a photograph of Rukia in a white wedding dress talking to Ichigo in a suit with an arrogant smile that didn't look like a bride at all.

Behind them, the formally dressed Kuchigi Hakuya looked expressionless, but the man saw that the man in the hand of the merchant secretly pulled out the sword and pointed it at the back of Kurosaki Ichigo's heart, and Kurosaki Ichigo was busy wiping his tears and didn't see this scene, but Kurosaki Ichigo's two younger sisters were scrambling to stop him.

Next to the two of them, Orihime Inoue, who was also dressed in a white wedding dress, was hugging the arms of the expressionless Ulquiora with a happy face.

In the guest seat behind him, you can see Saruki Hishiri pointing to the two couples in front of him with one hand pulling Hirako Mako's ear and saying something, Hirako Mako is pampering smile, but it looks a little disgusting, um.

On the other side, Ichimaru Ginma can be seen listening to what Matsumoto Ranju says with his trademark fox smile, Hinamori Momo is looking at the stars in the back with envy, and Hibanya Fuyushiro next to her is holding his hands and looking bored, but he was caught looking at Hinamori Momo obliquely out of the corner of his eye.

Dongxian Yaozi also sat in the corner, after the Three Realms were opened, his hatred for the Lingting Court was meaningless, and now he is a guide dog, no, he has gradually adapted to today's life in the company of the left formation of Komamura.

In that vast seat, there are Kurosaki Ichigo's friends in the present world, Nilou from the Void Circle, and all sorts of friends along the way.

Underneath this photograph are all kinds of handwriting and tones of greetings.

After that day, the difference between the Grim Reaper and the Void drawn by the first guard of the main army department has completely disappeared, whether it is a broken face or a grim reaper, everyone has no meaning to fight again, although there is still a series of hatred included, but without the antagonism engraved in the blood, these are all things that can be solved.

On the next page, the handwriting finally regained its original gentle handwriting, and the man thought back to it in his mind, but he couldn't think of anyone who could have written such a handwriting.

[The guy in the corner of Madara seems to have mastered some strange power in the previous battle, and after easily beating Kenpachi with Sagi, he begged Kisuke Urahara to send him to another world, and now it seems that he is a hero or something, and it is said that there is a name called Bald Cloak Man or something, but that guy is also yelling to kill him every day. 】

"Poof!" the man accidentally squirted out the drink in his mouth, but he reacted quickly enough not to pour it on the letterhead.

[Kiryu Hikifune, who used to be one of the masters of Team Zero, married the former vice-captain of your second team, and was sent to a world controlled by chefs as Urahara experiments, and seems to have become a top chef and food critic there. 】

[Ah, as for the guy Aizen, I came back some time ago, and I seem to want to see you, but it's a pity that you're not there, and it's said that he's still thinking about becoming a god in this grand world, but this time even Urahara Kisuke doesn't plan to go crazy with him, so I guess this meeting is goodbye.] 】

[But before leaving, he used another swastika for Maple Leaf Xianji, so that guy completely lived in what two thorns, I don't understand very much, but it seems that the guy looks very happy.] 】

[That's basically it, there are a lot of things to deal with after the integration of the Three Realms, but there is no such thing as fighting, so it's not too much trouble. When he arrived, the delicate handwriting and gentle tone suddenly disappeared, and turned into a rather anxious and strange handwriting.

[The character No. 7 chip test has been completed, here is your Uncle Nirvana. 】

"Tsk, it's you!"

The man looked at the lines of handwriting on the letterhead, and the figures seemed to appear in front of him, and if the people next to him saw it, they might sneer and laugh, because the people mentioned in the letterhead were all characters from the comics, but the man looked very happy, and he would smile when he read something interesting.

He sat on a stool on the side of the street, opened the letter in his hand, and sat from sunrise until the sun set, and the not thick letter seemed to be worth his taste, and it was unusually slow to read, until everything around him was covered with starlight, and he finally raised his head and let out a deep breath.

After folding the letter in his hand, he put it in his pocket, raised his head and looked at the sky, looking at the moon hanging in the sky, the man showed a smile, this is the world he has lived in for more than twenty years, and he has countless reasons to be happy to be alive.

After sitting like this for a while, the number of passers-by around him gradually decreased, and the man seemed to be about to fall asleep on this bench.

"You guy is sleeping here again!" a stern and cold voice sounded, waking up the sleepy man.

The man looked up, but a petite figure was standing in front of him with a cold and arrogant face, looking at him condescendingly with his hands on his chest.

"Yo, little bee. A bright smile appeared on the man's face, but on the contrary, the face of the woman with a cold and arrogant face turned red violently, and she could no longer hold back that expression.

"Tell me everything, don't call me by that name!"

"What's wrong, how cute~Little bee, little bee~" The man looked at the other party's crimson cheeks and continued to say unscrupulously.

"Shut up!" the woman slammed down on the man, her petite body pressing against him and reaching out to cover his mouth.

"Tsk, I've been waiting so long today, it looks like you need to be punished. ”

Looking at the other party's appearance, the man's heart suddenly rose up with a mischievous heart, and he pulled the other party to play tricks, which made the woman's face crimson and unable to speak.

"Do you need me to give you some time to come out? A cold, emotionless voice came from behind the two, and a girl with a lovely face but a hideous suture on her face was looking at them with a playful expression.

"Oooo

"It's okay, I'm here too. Another voice sounded from behind her, but it was a girl wearing a mask and her hair combed into a black and white ponytail.

"Oooo

"I was just going to tell you that I brought her with me today, so it's too late, who told you not to listen to me. The woman said with a sneer.

"Don't get excited, I'm a god now, and I know better than you know what you just flashed through your mind and what Broken Bee did. The silver-haired girl with sutures said.

"I can also see the master's sensory memory~" The girl wearing the mask made up again.

"Tut-tut, you people...... Let's go, let's go eat something, I'm in for a treat today!Ah, by the way, the Nine Devils and the Poetry of the Plague, I don't call the world an empty mole here, my name is ......"

The hustle and bustle of the wind overshadowed his words, and in the night, they were like a few ordinary family members talking and laughing, and gradually walked away.