July in the Corpse Soul World is sassy... No reinforced concrete, no high-rise buildings, no car exhaust, no black smoke billowing out.

Here's just... Quiet, verdant, beautiful, colorful.

In front of the wooden gate of the Sanban team, a man dressed in white haori... Squinting and walking out with a trademark smile, he didn't forget to nod in response to his subordinates.

"Ahh It's a nice day. ”

With a stiff movement of his shoulders, the poppy-like man looked at the nameless river in front of him.

At this point, it is more appropriate to describe what he saw in a poem like this:

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.

Shaking his head, Ichimaru Gin, who retracted his gaze, walked to the street in the distance... I haven't bought persimmons for a while.

It didn't take long for Ichimaru Gin, who turned the street and entered the new market street, his eyes opened slightly... It's a coincidence, but I can't help but feel some joy in my heart.

As if he was aware of it, the "scenery" in his eyes also turned his head, and the eyes of the two met.

Ichimaru Silver waved his hand, which was considered to have said hello... The reason why he likes to eat dried persimmons is simple: it was the first time he grabbed food on his own, and it was delicious.

And Matsumoto Ranju is because... I can't forget this special and delicious taste that makes people have endless memories and deep in their bones.

"Vice Captain Matsumoto, what a coincidence."

"Captain Ichimaru will come in person, obviously it would be nice to send a subordinate for this kind of thing."

The two met at the door.,Matsumoto Ranju's words are sour... Just by seeing this man, her heart will ripple.

"If you like to eat, it's better to buy it yourself."

Ichimaru Silver didn't care about the thorn in her words... Today, she is even more beautiful.

"But if you taste too much, it will become weaker."

Matsumoto Ranju is a little distressed... If you don't like it, will it be annoying to even look at it?

Facing Ichimaru Gin, who only glanced at herself, she was inexplicably angry.

“…”

Ichimaru Silver glanced sideways and walked into the store.

Matsumoto Ranju took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability in his heart to keep up... I really wanted to turn around and leave, but my body still moved involuntarily.

If it was before... I'm probably going to tug at his sleeve and smile happily, right?

"Are there any new faces... Whose people will it be?"

After thinking about it for a while, the shadows of several people flashed in Ichimarugin's mind... In the end, I smiled, it didn't matter.

"Why don't you pick them together?"

Ichimaru Ain suddenly turned around... Caught off guard, Matsumoto Ranju hurriedly looked away.

She didn't want the nostalgia in her eyes to be seen: "Boss, give me a bag." ”

Taking the bag that the clerk handed over with some restraint, Ichimaru Silver casually handed it to Matsumoto Ranju, who was a short distance away from him.

Maybe it's because of the ups and downs... When Matsumoto took the bag, it came into contact with Ichimaru Gin's fingertips.

The shiver made her can't help but wrap her arms around... There really is a past that time cannot erase.

Ichimaru Silver resisted the urge to hold her, twisted his fingers, and began to pick dried persimmons... 1，2，3，4… 11 servings is a lot.

The new face on the side took this scene into his eyes, and saw Matsumoto Ranju put down the money and left quickly with his things.

After walking out of the store, she was nowhere to be found... Ichimaru Silver lifted his finger and felt the residual breath of her.

Then he opened the mouth of the bag and took out one and put it in his mouth... Somewhat sour.

Frowning, after tasting it again... only to find that it was still the same taste.

…

…

"Is there an early warning... It's a coincidence. ”

In the principal's room, Assido waved his hand to tell the reporter to step down... Qinghe greeted him, and even if he received the news, he didn't have to inform him.

"May your faith not be wrong..."

Asidó, who stood up, looked out of the window... There, the 13th team is located in the suburbs of the "Yuqian Hall", and at this time the dusk is approaching.

"Haiyan, is it your turn to lead the team today?"

On the tatami mat, Ukitake's face had a hint of blood... But it's still so pale and weak.

"Captain Ukitake... You can cultivate with peace of mind. Just leave the team affairs to the rest of us. ”

After handing the teacup to Ukitake, Shiba Haiyan stood up: "The news from the Technology Development Bureau has come that two Grim Reapers, two Grim Reapers, have disappeared in our jurisdiction for two consecutive nights. I want to find out what exactly is as soon as possible so that more deaths can be avoided. ”

"Two... It's not enough to send an advance team, then it's bothering you. ”

Ukitake nodded... Only if there are more than three deaths, the court guard team will organize an advance team to investigate.

Now this situation can only be checked by the Grim Reaper of their team.

"I'm going to call Xiaodu... Just let her take care of you today. ”

"I'm in trouble."

Ukitake scratches his cheek... It's a pity that the earth is not the god of death yet, so if it were, I would be able to take care of myself with it.

In the other team members, there is too much restraint about his identity... Only the two of them are friends who can talk to each other on an equal footing.

And, of course, the two of the four seats on their team... But these two happy enemies are too noisy.

If Haiyan hadn't been forced to do so, she wouldn't have summoned the two of them at all.

Shiba Haiyan knows nothing about the impending danger... Of course, Qinghe had enough confidence to come to his side the moment the talisman was activated.

"It's night, remember to be careful... Amulet... Just bring it, although you're unlikely to use it. ”

Before leaving, Zhibo carefully helped Zhibo Haiyan tidy up his clothes, as well as the very casual adjutant epaulets... This person is good at everything, but it's not good to be very aggressive.

"Don't worry, I'm the one too... Come with me, little ones! ”

The eyebrows-squeezing Shiba Haiyan turned around and became much more serious... No one knows what kind of danger will be encountered in such an unidentified situation.

But it's still necessary to investigate... He only brought three people, counting him to form a squad.

Looking at the back of Shiba Haiyan disappearing into the jungle... Zhibo was inexplicably a little uneasy.

With a slight frown, she took a few steps forward, but stopped again... She also has captains to take care of, to protect.

It was a little uneasy to hand it over to those two young children.

"Haiyan's is already captain... Unnecessary worries."

Shibodu, who glanced at him for the last time, withdrew his reluctant gaze and left.

In the dense jungle, four black shadows moved forward quickly, rushing towards the place where the spiritual pressure given by the Technology Development Bureau disappeared.

Flutter... Flutter...

As the violent target got closer and closer, strange sounds began to appear.

After Zhibo Haiyan made a defensive gesture, the three people behind him slowly drew their slashing knives, and gradually got closer... The next thing they need to do is to prepare for a possible attack.

"Are you hiding your spiritual pressure... Now the void is getting more and more cunning."

Shiba Haiyan didn't pull out the slashing knife, but just held it tightly... Clearly, there's a self-righteous hunter in the neighborhood.

Maybe the first two successful hunts... Let him give birth to the idea that death is nothing more than that?

On guard, the speed of the four people moving forward was much slower... Luckily, the night light is exceptionally bright tonight, so I don't have to worry about something suddenly coming from the darkness.

Gradually, the four of them broke away from the woods ... The strange sound never came again, as if it had just been made by some animal.

They can't be so naïve... No animal can even hide the fluctuations of its own spiritual power.