Knock knock... There was a slight knock on the door.

"Wait for me, I'll be right there!"

Qinghe, who took out the medicine box, took off the Death Tyrant's suit, and wrapped it around his chest, where he couldn't see any wounds... He will only trust the people of the Shiba family, as well as Hibanya and Hinamori Momo.

Even if he holds Ling Tiezhai, he can't absolutely trust: after all, his teacher is a good friend who wears "a pair of pants" with Kisuke Urahara.

And Kisuke Urahara, this guy is a scientist who "has no discipline, loses his conscience and has no lower limit"... In a few decades, on the grounds of providing free righteous remains, he will try to make Rukia, who has lost the power of death... Forever become a human being, completely hiding the existence of Honyu in the present world.

"Store manager Urahara, you're not a good man and a woman... Although you have also made amends to others for the Honyu incident, perhaps it seems to you... It's totally worth it to avoid the impact of the whole world at the cost of the fall of a Grim Reaper, right?"

After the corners of his mouth showed a mocking arc, Kiyowa opened the door... Outside the door is the returning Zongxian.

"Looks like you already have the answer."

Seeing that he had returned to calm and peaceful, Zong Xian also smiled on his face.

"And thank you for the demo you didn't keep."

"The glory of the Exterminator is gone... If there is a day, I hope that the things that belong to the Destroyer will continue to exist. ”

Zong Xian's bland words made Qinghe's heart feel cold: what he was carrying and the dangers he would face in the future were not far behind.

Exterminators are still human at heart: they live longer than humans, but they are also limited. Their legacy of power... There are similarities with the Grim Reaper: excellent bloodline.

Zong Xian is carrying the last hope and glory of the entire Extinction Division... That's why he's only 7 years old, and he's able to be so mature.

"What day is that? Zongxian, you have to believe in yourself... You're already excellent. I don't know what the other Grim Reapers' attitudes are toward the Exterminator. But if you have any problems in the future, be sure to tell me. ”

Looking at the encouragement on Qinghe's face, more courage welled up in Zong Xian's heart... It is really a lucky thing to have a friend of the same age who can talk to you "on an equal footing".

"Don't be afraid of trouble in the future... We can always fight together tomorrow, right? ”

"No problem, I think we should get to know each other better."

"I don't have that fetish... Qinghe. ”

For Zongxian, who obviously misunderstood something, Qinghe was confused at first... Only then did he notice the ambiguity in his words.

"Don't get me wrong, I just wanted to talk to you about my past, and yours."

For Qinghe, who was in a hurry to explain, a prank smile appeared on Zong Xian's face.

When the sun rises again, the two people who are talking at night have a full understanding of each other's past... At the price, there are thick dark circles under the eyes.

"Qinghe, what should I do if I can't sleep?"

For Qinghe's growth process, Zong Xian is also very impressed: it turns out that there is such a peer in this world, who is even harder than himself to practice again... It starts from repaying the gratitude, and it starts with ambition.

"Let's go train together."

Syllable... The two of them got up at the same time - the next destination, the underground training ground of the Urahara store!

……

Fight side by side... Practice... Rest... Fight again... And so on and so forth, and so on, and

Enter the Qinghe of the righteous remains, and eat the last ... Breakfast.

"Qinghe, is it next year to meet again?"

"If nothing else, it should be..."

The atmosphere in the house was a bit dreary... For Zong Xian, this life of less than a month has made him understand the "taste" of freedom: he also yearns for this kind of life without family, surveillance, and status and class.

"I will. After all, we're already friends... But I can't help you when you're in trouble. ”

The self-deprecating Zongxian understands... The god of death can come to the world, but he, the exterminator, is absolutely not allowed to go to the corpse and soul realm: once discovered, not only the Ishida family will be destroyed... Even Qinghe, who has a relationship with him, will also be severely punished.

"It's okay, Zongxian. What you need to do is make yourself strong enough to overcome everything... In this way, there is a chance to change the future of the Exterminator. ”

Qinghe did not promise Zong Xian that he would change the attitude of the Corpse Soul Realm towards the Exterminator in the future: he was carrying no less than Zong Xian... Moreover, he has already made preparations for death and resurrection - to save the Shiba family! If he succeeds, he is qualified to talk about other things.

"I know, Kiyowa..."

After breakfast, Zong Xian went on the road alone... Back to my home, a place that feels like a cage.

Qinghe, who was standing on the street, looked at his lonely but resolute back... Empathize: "Zongxian, let's do it for our respective goals... Let's struggle unyieldingly. ”

Returning to the apartment, Kiyowa saw Shiba Haiyan sitting on the window edge ... He just looked at the sky, as if thinking about something.

"Big brother, you're back."

Qinghe's voice pulled him back from his contemplation: "How are you getting along with that friend who destroys the teacher?" ”

"Zong Xian is carrying a lot of heavy things... But there are no complaints about it. You're very similar to Big Brother. ”

"Oh? Very high-rated... It's on par with me. ”

Saying this, Shiba Haiyan touched a handful of hair and made a look like I was very powerful.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he endured his desire to complain, and asked, "Big brother, how was the harvest of this outing?" ”

"Harvest? Big brother, I really want to thank you, if you hadn't worked so hard, I wouldn't have made up my mind to face the past I escaped... Come out, blue flowers. ”

As Shiba Haiyan called, the slashing knife in his hand turned into a blue light and left his palm.

Qinghe also turned on the system to Zhibo Haiyan:

Name: Shiba Haiyan.

Age: 225 years old (Grim Reaper).

Stamina – 70

Attack - 70

Defense - 80

Maneuver - 60

Ghost Road - 60

Intelligence – 70

Spiritual pressure: Sixth

Slashing Knife: Twisting flowers

Interpretation: Blue Blossom (Concrete)

"Defense has increased by 10 points in the last two months... Is it really an exaggeration, is it because the first step of the swastika has been completed?"

After years of practice, Qinghe has understood one thing: that is, these attribute values, once they pass 50 points, the improvement becomes extremely slow... Moreover, every 10 points is a boundary.

For example, if the difficulty of 50 to 60 points is 1, then the 60 to 70 points increase is not... It's 2 - double the difficulty increase.

Then he immediately turned off the Qinghe of the system and looked at the blue flower entity that appeared in front of him... It's a gorgeous kimono in blue and white... Princess.

His face is seven points similar to Shiba... Her height is the same as that of Zhibo Haiyan, and she does not have the quiet and gentleness of Zhibodu, but she is more cold and arrogant and noble.

"Haiyan, if you have this kind of time, you should go to practice instead of showing off here."

A clear voice appeared, and the girl who exuded a chill didn't even see it clearly and glanced... He was quite embarrassed.

"Alright, alright... My Royal Highness, my princess, I return to the Corpse Soul Realm to redouble my efforts. ”

"Hmph."

With her cold snort, the blue light appeared again, and the return to the appearance of the slashing knife was taken by Shiba Haiyan.