Early the next morning, Shita and Xiaoyu stood in front of Tezuka's bed. "This guy can really sleep." Shita stepped forward and patted Tezuka's face, only to feel a coldness that did not belong to the living, and Tezuka did not react at all. "If it weren't for the fluctuation of spiritual pressure, it would feel like this guy was dead." What Mrs. said was right, the current Tezuka was lying quietly on the bed, with only a faint rise and fall in his chest, and he didn't even react to the few slaps just now.

"Don't do this, Mr. Tezuka is still a patient," Xiaoyu weakly tugged at the corner of Shita's clothes.

"Sick!" Mrs. Shi turned around and gave Xiaoyu a shudder, "Where do you think he looks like a patient?" ”

Xiaoyu covered her head with her hands, "Don't, Mrs. Shi." The store manager just asked us to wake up Mr. Tezuka, your way is too rude. ”

"You still think I'm rude?" Mrs. Shi said and gave Xiaoyu another burst, and then pushed her to Tezuka's bed, "Then you can try it?" This idiot slept like a dead pig. ”

"That, Mr. Tezuka, it's already morning, it's time to get up," Xiaoyu weakly hugged her head and whispered.

Mrs. Shi pulled one of Xiaoyu's ponytails and pulled it next to her, "Hey, are you his mother?" Do you want to say that breakfast is ready? And you're too quiet, aren't you......"

"What, it's already morning," Tezuka yawned as he sat up, "it's the first time this body has been asleep for so long." ”

The two of them, who were still pulling, turned their heads to look at Tezuka who had just woken up, and their faces were full of incredulity. "What's wrong?" Tezuka looked at the two of them suspiciously, and then seemed to react to something, and kept wiping his face, "Did you draw Wang Ba on my face while I was sleeping?" ”

"Cut, idiot. It must have been almost a few slaps from me to wake her up. He turned around and walked out indignantly.

"Tezuka-san, the store manager asked us to wake you up and let you go to him, he's in the basement." Xiaoyu was very well-behaved, "I'm very happy to see you again." ”

"You're better at talking than that little red-haired man," Tezuka lovingly brushed Xiaoyu's forehead and got up to move his muscles. Tezuka didn't remember what had happened since he returned to the present world yesterday, but he must have changed somehow, and he could feel it. Tezuka looked at the slashing knife beside the bed, how nice it would be if all this was just a dream. He sighed softly, sorted out his clothes, pinned the sword to his waist, and walked out with Xiaoyu.

In the basement, the manager of Urahara and Tezuka stood face to face with a rare serious expression. "You know everything about your body."

Tezuka also said with a solemn "um", "I know my slashing knife, my spiritual pressure, and everything about that indigo dye." ”

"And what are you going to do next?" The manager of the Urahara store stared at Tezuka tightly, Aizen is a smart man, and he will definitely not create a useless baggage. And if the Corpse Soul Realm can let Tezuka come back, it must want to use Tezuka and Aizen to pull. To put it simply, Tezuka's intentions determine the next two parties' actions.

Tezuka silently looked at the store manager Urahara, and now is not the time to laugh, "Everyone has his own purpose in everything he does, whether it's fun or not, it's okay to get anything." Aizen must have made me like this for a reason. I don't know about you guys, but it's definitely not a good thing for me. If I were given another chance, I would never let that happen, even at the cost of my own life. But I'm too weak, and I know you're all lamenting my body, not my strength. So the manager of Urahara, just to stop Aizen, let me become stronger no matter what. ”

Urahara took the folding fan into his arms, and Tezuka's answer was quite satisfactory, "It seems that you have come to your senses, which is very good." I love listening to these scrappy words, much like when I was younger. He slowly drew his knife from his crutches, "Now I'm going to spare no effort to train you, pull out your knife, silence." He also called Tezuka Silent in the same way as Ruriyue.

Tezuka didn't know why, but he still obeyed the words of the store manager Urahara and pulled out the sword at his waist, "Are you going to teach me a few tricks next, I've always wanted to try Honkai." ”

The manager of Urahara suddenly appeared behind Tezuka, "I don't have anything to teach you about your slashing knife, and I don't want to teach you either." The reason for you to draw your knife is to spare no effort to fight you until you are killed. ”

Tezuka staggered forward a few steps, and he visibly felt a cut cut in his back. Although he didn't feel the pain, the feeling of the loss of the spirit child made him even more alarmed. Tezuka turned around in a panic and stepped back with his feet, "Store manager, what ......are you doing?"

"Why, aren't you enlightened, this is just the beginning." The manager of Urahara walked towards Tezuka step by step with the knife on his side, "Or do you just think I'm joking with you?" ”

"Wow, Sister Yeyi, it's already started!" A few other people from the Urahara store were standing on a boulder far away, and Liyue said in surprise to a brown-skinned woman next to her. "Kisuke has already drawn a knife, I haven't seen Kisuke use a knife in over a hundred years!"

Yeyi has already broken away from the righteous remains of the black cat and put on his own appearance. She didn't say anything, just looked at the two of them silently.

"Is the knife in your hand just a decoration?" After a few rounds, Tezuka was scarred all over his body. The manager of Urahara looked at Tezuka, who was half-crouching on the ground with a knife, "The previous customers at least knew how to dodge and resist, can't you even do this?" ”

"Former customers?" Tezuka stood up tremblingly, probably because the spirit had been lost too much, his face had become very pale, and his body was a little scattered.

"He should be the focus of the Corpse Soul Realm right now," Urahara walked towards Tezuka, "Ichigo Kurosaki." He walked over to Tezuka and slashed hard. Bell-", the sound of blades colliding with each other sounded.

"Huh?" Under the low brim of his hat, he looked at Tezuka with sharp eyes, "Not bad, it looks like you just need a little catalyst." ”

"You're talking about the same Shinigami agent as me, Ichigo Kurosaki?" Tezuka gasped, "I've heard it there many times. Looks like he practiced here too? ”

"He's not like you," Urahara store manager didn't think about what Tezuka thought, maybe he said it on purpose, "Kurosaki Ichigo is coming up step by step, and he is advancing in every battle. He doesn't have a body like you, nor does he have the ability to memorize all the ghosts in one night, he only knows that he must protect the people around him. ”