Thundered... The deafening thunder, the lightning that pierced the sky, and the rain curtain that connected together were endlessly repeated.

Under the soft light, Kiyowa stood in front of the window of the executive office, looking at the black clouds in the distance that seemed to crush the sky.

Squeak... Rukia's hair was wet with a hint of fragrance, and her clothes were clean, still a little loose and didn't fit well.

Qinghe used spiritual power to evaporate the water without harming the spirit, but his lieutenant was still too young.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Izumi-sama worried."

Instead of reproaching, Rukia bowed down and apologized.

Qinghe sighed: "You also complain a few words, which makes me feel less guilty." ”

"The rain isn't that annoying, actually," Rukia explained.

"It's from the back block... It's so strong. ”

Kiyowa looks at Rukia, who has returned to her former image but does not hide her sadness... Unlike the heavy pace just now, she had begun to learn to accept it.

"Izumi-sama, please... This is the last time I can spend with my sister. ”

Rukia, who walked to the table, handed over her application with both hands.

Qinghe took it casually, signed his name without looking at it, and stamped it: "Each of us will die from the moment we are born." ”

Rukia listened quietly... It's like a crimson one.

The sisters are funny, it's like... Personality swap was carried out.

"The end is always on..."

"It existed before it started... If we say that living is to keep learning and knowing, the last thing we know is the end. ”

Qinghe said to himself, returning the application to Rukia: "When we find the end, fully understanding this matter means... Instant death. ”

"Yes, Izumi-sama... I thought I could accept death. ”

"No one can accept death indifferently, not even me... We have to try to understand something. ”

"If you can't transcend death, you have to understand something... Smile and accept it, it's what your sister is looking forward to. ”

Kiyowa reached out and rubbed her head, the moisture evaporated... But it left that faint fragrance.

"Thank you... Let me accompany Izumi-sama to finish these official duties... After all, I haven't seen each other for a long time. ”

Rukia finally had a smile on her face... As usual, the girl obediently came to the other side, doing what an adjutant should do.

"Kuchigi Hakuya is really... What's wrong with the captain, he is not even willing to take a vacation. ”

In the face of Kiyowa's complaints, Rukia blinked and didn't speak... This is my sister's request.

Otherwise, that person would definitely leave everything behind... Surrounded by her inseparable, he did everything he could to care for her.

"Koiji, if you can be as brave as Brother Hakuya... That's it."

This once closest person, for some reason, chose to stay farther and farther away from his partners... It's like she's deliberately avoiding everyone who has a relationship with her.

Time passed quietly, and there was less and less official business... Rukia covered her cheeks and yawned.

"Let's rest for a while."

"It's okay..."

"Now you're free, it's just an obligation to help."

"Okay then."

Rukia nodded, came to the couch and sat down, Kiyowa stood up and began to make tea.

"Don't you want to disturb Rukia's life now? How inferior you are."

Kiyowa, who made tea, remembered Assani... This guy, after going to the eleventh team, was bored to practice, and he went to the door to cut with more wood, but he didn't see each other.

It's as if to prove something... Qinghe can probably understand something: Rukia is at the vice-captain level, he only mixes into the last seat, and she also has a high-ranking big brother, a gentle and kind sister.

If you go like this, will you be looked down upon by him and her? Will it make Rukia unhappy, will it be...

Qinghe chose to give up after simulating half of the time... It's not easy to like someone.

Turning his head, Kiyowa saw Rukia leaning on the sofa with her eyes closed, breathing evenly... Seems to be asleep?

"Maybe I slept peacefully last night..."

"Rukia, Rukia..."

After a few soft calls, the girl still fell asleep very sweetly.

"This province is going tonight..."

Putting the teacup down, Kiyowa observed the girl and took the scalpel out of the Yaga mirror... After thinking about it, he walked to the hanger and took off the white feather.

After reaching out to cover her, Kiyowa, who was holding a silver knife, slashed at Rukia's heart... The gap appeared, and the collapsed jade exuded a charming halo, and it appeared like this.

A soft glow emerges from the slashing knife on the table... This time the blade was left behind, and Xiao Hei appeared alone.

When the time of parting came, Qinghe knew that now was not the time to hesitate: "You must be careful. ”

Xiao Hei, who caught Bangyu, smiled disdainfully: "Just this guy, how can he be Uncle Ben's opponent... Hey, hey, hey..."

Xiao Hei, who smiled evilly like a strange Shu Li, took out one after another spiritual power stones from the slashing knife and stuffed them into his mouth.

"2,000 is enough."

"Throw another 1,000 pieces... The Spirit Gathering Array could have been done later. ”

"Okay."

Xiao Hei quickly filled another 1000 into his body... Now that he was surrounded by a large amount of spiritual power, a faint white light appeared around his body.

"Don't die... Be honest when I'm not around. ”

Then he confessed, Xiao Hei's entire body wrapped around Bangyu, and gradually disappeared in front of Qinghe.

Catch the peace of Bangyu, and I can't feel a trace of the breath that belongs to Bangyu... But he could see the inside of this brilliant gem, which was already brilliant and lively.

"I hope it's in time."

Qinghe, who returned to Rukia, returned the Honyu without any nostalgia... Although Urahara tried his best to hide this kind of thing, and he didn't say a word about it, but since it existed, how could it not be discovered by anyone.

"I'm 70% sure now..."

Seiwa has never underestimated indigo dyeing... This person, even if he doesn't have a mirror, his strength is too strong.

And those broken faces of the imaginary circle... He will never have too much to prepare.

The rain outside the window is still watering incomprehensibly, and there is no intention to stop.

Qinghe, who sat back at the table, put the slashing knife in his hand and stroked it... This time, no one jumped out to call him a pervert.

"It's really clean now... It's actually the same, whether it's the dead or the people who stay... Everyone is the same loneliness. ”

The muttering Qinghe suppressed the sadness of parting, sat up straight, and put down the slashing knife... The real war is coming.

His heart was screaming wildly... It's time, it's time!