Things are a little beyond Chojiro's understanding of the plot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Grimmjo, who ran out of the Void Night Palace with his subordinates to snipe Kurosaki Ichigo and others because he was dissatisfied with Ulquiola's approach, did come as promised, but to Chojiro's surprise, it was the appearance of another person.

"Enough to surprise me, I thought it was only that hot-headed guy who ran out without permission, but even you ran out."

"Hah, it's like you knew someone was going to run out in the first place, Death."

The person who suddenly stood in front of Chojiro had a hideous smile on his face, short pink hair, and the mask that almost no one would think was a mask, coupled with the extremely special style of the slashing knife at his waist, made Chojiro recognize his identity at a glance.

Really, I haven't even found a place to live, why did this guy pop up all of a sudden?

"That's just a random guess, after all, Aizen wouldn't be so idiotic as to send only these guys, most of whom are at the Killian level, to fight, right? But you're an accident. ”

Chojiro's eyes also froze.

Although it is said that if he is not in the imaginary circle, this guy's strength is not enough to be feared at all, but with the current strength of Chojiro, it is extremely troublesome to deal with.

"That's right, unlike Grimmaw, I'm a broken face specially sent by Lord Aizen......"

Broken Face paused slightly, and then looked at Chojiro in front of him with pitiful eyes.

"Ah, I did get some information about you from Lady Aizen."

The corners of his mouth grinned, and the broken face said as if he suddenly remembered something.

"The vice-captain of the Ichiban team, Minister Jiro of the Birds. Along with the captain of the team, Motoyanagisai Shigekuni and the captain of the fourth team, Uno Hanari, you are one of the 'strongest combat forces' who survived the battle a thousand years ago, and you are a taboo character for Lord Aizen. ”

"Can I be happy to get such a high rating from that guy?"

"What a faux pas."

“！”

The broken face suddenly appeared unexpectedly, and such a sentence made Chojiro stunned for a moment.

"Is it just a level of 'pleasure' to get such a high evaluation from Lord Aizen? That's why I said, the Grim Reaper, who only knows how to fight, is really low-level. ”

The broken face that was still smiling and groaning is now a low face, and there is even a faint anger.

"It's rude."

"It seems that it's up to me to teach you what 'Thanksgiving' is for Lord Aizen."

Slowly pulled out the slashing knife inserted in his waist, and the face of the broken face became extremely hideous.

"But when it comes to faux pas, I haven't reported my name......"

"Broken Face No.8 - Sal Apollo Grants, please advise."

"No kidding."

Looking at Sal Apollo, who was only halfway out of his knife and in a strange pose, Chojiro's brows furrowed.

"Your thin and slender body, and not enough spiritual pressure, can you actually rank eighth there? Or ......"

Squinting his eyes, Chojiro continued to provoke: "The strength of Aizen's men is only at this level. ”

"It's really worthy of being the god of death who has survived for thousands of years, and aside from combat effectiveness, I also have some admiration for just perceiving it."

Putting his hand on his chest, Sal Apollo put on a pose of some intoxication and appreciation, and then gently brushed away the short pink hair hanging down his ear, and his golden pupils stared at the Grim Reaper who had no flaws in front of him, which made his boss a little concerned.

"Indeed, if you talk about combat effectiveness alone, my ranking should be around tenth, don't look at me like this, except for the broken face of our level, I haven't put other ants in my eyes yet."

Chojiro can't deny this, even if this guy in front of him has excellent invention and creation ability, if his combat power can't even defeat those Killian-level broken faces, I'm afraid Aizen won't let him take on the name of the eightieth blade.

"Actually, I'm a scientist."

Spreading the hands on his chest, Sal Apollo lowered his head slightly and made a very gentlemanly posture.

"This time, Lord Aizen will send me out, just to collect some data."

"Data?"

Chojiro raised an eyebrow, and then his brow furrowed even deeper.

"I don't think there's anything else in the current Corpse Soul Realm that the Aizen guy hasn't mastered."

“……”

Smiling slightly, a hint of mockery flashed in Sal Apollo's eyes.

"Lord Aizen may not be an all-knowing and all-powerful god, so that's why I'm here, right?"

"You ...... guy"

The corners of Chojiro's mouth also raised a little helplessly, and it looked like he had to fight.

…………………………

"Gaha, so you're the Grim Reaper named Ichigo Kurosaki or something?"

After De Roy was overwhelmingly killed by Rukia, leading a group of faceless leaders, the Sixtyblades, Grimjo Jakajack appeared in front of Ichigo and Rukia.

His own men were killed, but Grimjo was not angry or in the mood to avenge him, and his attention was now all on the orange-haired Grim Reaper, who had been spared a small life by Ulquiola.

“……”

There was no reply, and the momentum and spiritual pressure on the light blue-haired broken face in front of him were not at the same level as the previous broken face, and if he had to say it, even the current Ichigo was not absolutely sure that he could win him.

"This guy ......"

Not only Ichigo, but Rukia naturally knew what level the strength of the broken face in front of her could reach, even if she concentrated on her own guard and went all out, it would only be in vain.

There is such an obvious gap between the two.

“……”

He glanced at Rukia beside him, and Grimmacho's hands in his pockets were not pulled out, looking like he didn't take Rukia in his eyes at all.

"I don't have the spare time to avenge the dead weakling, so you get out of here, Death."

After saying that, he didn't look at Rukia and walked straight towards Ichigo, who was pressed under him by Yoshijomaru.

"Tsk......"

Being ignored by the other party like this, even if the strength is not enough, I can't bear it.

Rukia waved the snow in her hand and attacked behind Grimmajo.

"Bang!"

Indifferently raised his left hand and waved it back, easily fanning Rukia back along with her slashing knife, causing Rukia to suffer a lot of injuries by the way.

"Rukia-sama!"

Yoshizumaru let out a startled cry, then let go of Ichigo and ran in Rukia's direction.

"Okay, now there's no one in the way, can we start?"

A sinister smile finally appeared on his face, and his sky-blue pupils flashed with full battle intent.

I said...... Ichigo Kurosaki!! ”