"So, you have a helper, right?" Tezuka walked down the dark streets with Ichigo Kurosaki, and Chado Taitora accompanied the two, with only Ishida Yuryu leaving on the pretext of going home.

"Sort of," Kurosaki Ichigo clutched his head with a strange expression, "I'm just taking you to try it, don't ask for their help, those guys have a weird temper." As he spoke, he stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse, his hands on his waist and was about to shout something, when a flip-flop struck him with lightning speed, hitting Kurosaki Ichigo's door. Kurosaki Ichigo was obviously defenseless, and fell backwards with two nosebleeds on his head, but fortunately he was supported by Chado Taihu.

"What are you doing when you come back, bald?" In the dim moonlight, a girl in a red tracksuit with yellow ponytail and broken hair stood on the roof of the warehouse with a look of disdain.

"Of course, there's an urgent need to come back......" Ichigo Kurosaki covered his nose and looked at the roof of the warehouse, only to find that the figure had disappeared.

"Smack-" Another flip-flop hit Kurosaki Ichigo on the cheek, "I knew you bald hedgehog must have something to do when he came back to us, obviously I helped you so much before."

Kurosaki Ichigo also came to the end, he no longer guarded his face, but reached out and pulled the other party's face, "I have nothing to do here, Mako is not here."

"You bald man still dare to talk back......" The girl didn't care about her own image, holding flip-flops in both hands and opening the bow left and right.

"Ahem," Tezuka coughed lightly, and an urge rose in his heart to turn around and leave.

The other party seemed to notice Tezuka's existence at this time, and looked Tezuka up and down with hanging eyes, knocking down Kurosaki Ichigo's hand holding his face, "This bald man is also your friend?" By the light of the moon, Tezuka's figure emitted a faint light.

Seeing that the other party let go of his hand, Kurosaki Ichigo hurriedly withdrew his hands and rubbed his face, "That's right, you listened to the other person's words. Didn't I say that you came to you in a hurry, why did you come up ...... as soon as you came up" Kurosaki Ichigo didn't finish his words, and another flip-flop hit him on the head. "Who told you to bring the living?"

"Okay," a very deep male voice sounded, and Tezuka looked at the warehouse not far away, and out of a few strange-looking people. "Why don't you tell me something," an uncle in a green tracksuit, sunglasses with no eyes, and a weird hairstyle with four sharp corners began, "What are you doing here, agent of Aizen."

"An agent of indigo dyeing?" The girl's eyes widened, and she retreated a few steps back to the front of the warehouse, and the relaxed look she had before disappeared, replaced by a nervous look.

"I don't think I need to introduce myself." Tezuka took a step forward, "There is about to be a war that will sweep through the Corpse Soul Realm and the present world, and I hope you can put aside your prejudices......

"What does it have to do with me?" A girl with glasses, a JK sailor suit, who looked about the size of Tezuka, turned around and returned to the warehouse with long braids.

Tezuka had thought of this before he came, "Inoue Orihime, taken away by this organization."

"Hey!" Kurosaki Ichigo called, he didn't expect Tezuka to mention this.

"Huh-" A fat uncle looked shocked, "How could it be ......?"

"I know maybe it's my identity that makes you hostile to me," Tezuka said bluntly, raising his hand in disbelief as a spirit in the moonlight. "This is what Aizen did to me, and if it's because of Aizen, then maybe we should stand together."

"Aizen experimented with you?" Uncle Green Tracksuit is still on guard, "He turned you into a Grim Reaper through experiments?"

The fluttering Reiko turned into a knife and fell into Tezuka's hand, "That's right. At that time, I absorbed the spiritual power of indigo, which is why I have the virtue I have now."

"Hey." Ichigo Kurosaki was even more surprised than these people, and he leaned over Tezuka's side and asked softly, "Why haven't I heard you mention this?"

"Why did I tell you?" Tezuka's answer was ruthless, "You didn't ask about it."

"I see," because of the sunglasses

I can't see the eyes of the uncle in the green tracksuit. But he turned around anyway, apparently agreeing to Tezuka's request for the time being, "Go inside and say."

Rishili heard Uncle Sunglasses relent, and the whole person jumped up, "Luo Wu! Are you crazy, he's an agent of Aizen, and you still want him in!"

"Didn't you be present with the correspondence between Heiko Rokuche and Rhodes before," Uncle Sunglasses curled his lips, "Didn't they talk about the issue of the Aizen agent, you forgot?"

"Who is going to listen to these idiots," she muttered quietly, pouting and tilting her head to the side.

"Sorry to interrupt." Tezuka followed the group to the front of the warehouse, standing in front of an invisible barrier.

"Can you see that?" The fat uncle from before noticed Tezuka's stop, "Just step in. That's just an enchantment I set up to cover my stronghold, and normal people won't pay attention to it at all."

Tezuka came back to his senses, "I'm sorry." As he spoke, he stepped into the barrier. On the contrary, Ichigo Kurosaki, who was following him, looked left and right, and could not see the enchantment they were talking about.

"Hey, Chato." Kurosaki Ichigo pulled the big black man to the side with a puzzled face, "Can you see the barrier they said?"

Chado Taihu shook his head, "It should be Tezuka's physical cause, he can sense a slight reiko."

"Makes sense," Kurosaki Ichigo snapped into his eyes.

Tezuka followed a few people to the inside of the warehouse, which looked dilapidated on the outside, but there was a hole in the inside. The interior of the warehouse has two floors, the upper floor is just a promenade that goes around the interior.

Overhead, a dim lamp spilled over a circular area, and a large iron cage loomed in the darkness on one side, the mottled rust on it was enough to indicate that the thing had been sitting idle in the warehouse for a long time. There's also a weirdly shaped treadmill, which is now full of pockets. Judging from the corner of the pocket, it was probably all books.

There are also several oil drums that have lost their paint, and on them are random convenience boxes for meals.

"Hmm, I remember that when Pingzi was here, it wasn't this virtue." Ichigo Kurosaki sniffled and accidentally kicked the garbage bag at his feet.

"That's right, it's a small day on duty," a green-haired girl wearing goggles and a white tights next to her stretched out her index finger to her lips, "Why is it still so dirty?"

"Huh? Are you stupid in the Corpse Soul Realm, Shiro?" Rishiri on the side looked very excited, "Since you're back here, you're still a member of this place, why do you want me to ......do it?"

"Hiyori!" The uncle known as Luo Wu called out, and only then did Rishi drag the donkey face and pick up the broom.

Tezuka heard some questions from the words of these people, "Corpse Soul Realm?" He glanced at everyone cursoryly, "Do you still have a connection to the Corpse Soul Realm?"

"That's for sure." The girl known as Bai was full of pride, and she jumped to her feet and stood in front of Tezuka, "Little Mako, Big Crazy Kennishi, and Rhodes are all one of us. They're all captains of the Corpse Soul Realm now, and they went back not long ago."

Ichigo Kurosaki on the side covered his face and seemed to be holding back a smile. After all, these titles sound like they match them well.

"Listen to her," Tezuka looked to the side as he was angry at the dilapidated oil drum, "You're back in the Corpse Soul Realm too?"

"That's right, you're pretty good at reading words." The other party was very satisfied with Tezuka's performance, and leaned in front of Tezuka half-prostrately, "I'm Jiunanbai, and I'm the super vice captain of the Jiuban team."