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Chapter 9 Rukia: Never be exposed!

 In this world, Ichigo's family.

"Void, God of Death, Soul Society..."

After gaining the power of the Shinigami and killing the Hollow who attacked his home, Kurosaki Ichigo was lost in thought for two seconds while leaning on the giant Zanpakutō he had just obtained.

"By the way, Youzi, Xia Li!"

Thinking of his sister who had just been attacked by a hollow, Ichigo quickly turned his head and saw at a glance that Rukia Kuchiki was pointing her wrist at Xia Li, and seemed to shoot out a silver light, piercing Xia Li's neck!

"Hey you……"

"Don't get excited." Rukia Kuchiki was well prepared and stretched out her left hand to stop the charging Ichigo: "You don't want your sister to still remember the time she was attacked by a monster and have nightmares about her, right?

This is one of the necessary tools distributed by the Soul Society to the Shinigami stationed in the world. The hypnotic wristband can shoot out special return spirit needles, making ordinary humans comatose for about six hours, treating a certain degree of damage while they are asleep, and

Make certain changes to their memories of encountering Hollows."

"...That's it."

Ichigo said in surprise: "Is there such a convenient prop? Then Xia Li and Youzi..."

"Ah, it is said to be something invented by a great senior." Lucia nodded: "They will be fine and will forget what happened tonight. Just don't let it slip. Don't return to your own body yet.

Carry your sister back to the room?"

"Uh...well, okay."

Cooperating with Rukia, Ichigo settled his two younger sisters, and then went to Isshin Kurosaki's place to give his father, who was still awake and sleeping like a dead pig, an injection. The two returned to Ichigo Kurosaki's room.

"Well, Shinigami, I still have something to ask you..." Ichigo Kurosaki said in a deep voice, but suddenly he saw Rukia Kuchiki's expression became a little abnormal, and she was panting... and lifted up her clothes?

"...Hey, what do you want to do?!"

"...Idiot, what are you thinking?!"

Kuchiki Rukia touched the belt hidden under the Death Armor, pressed the mechanism with both hands, and in an instant, a balloon seemed to be blown up from the middle of the belt, getting bigger and bigger, until it turned into a medical teaching tool.

A 1:1 mannequin, faceless, lying on Ichigo's bed.

Ichigo's eyes widened even more. He looked at the tiny belt and then at the human-sized mannequin: "This, this is..."

"Portable prosthetic body ejection belt." Lucia replied, throwing her body towards the portable prosthetic body, the spirit body submerged, and she put on her 'clothes'.

Giguchi transformed into Rukia Kuchiki, sat up from the bed, took a long breath, and explained to the even more stunned Ichigo: "This is also one of the must-have props for the Shinigami. If you are injured while fighting a Hollow,

Wearing the artificial bones can keep the spirit body stable and slowly restore the spiritual power. At the same time, the artificial bones also allow us to appear in the sight of humans."

"...In other words, everyone can see you now?" Kurosaki Ichigo slowly closed his mouth: "But the belt is so thin, and this giskeleton..."

"What kind of spirit compression technology is used? I don't know. It was also invented by that senior." Rukia showed off her Death Tyrant costume and showed several clever mechanisms to Kurosaki Ichigo:

"Coupled with the Soul Gliding Wing you saw during the day, together they are called the three-piece must-have set for the Grim Reaper."

That's it...what a powerful prop. The senior she mentioned must be the scientist from Death, right? Wait, that's not important!

"God of Death, let me ask you, in addition to you, God of Death, who can fight against Hollows, are there any special humans who have the power to fight against Hollows?" After seeing the technology, Ichigo finally thought of business.

Lucia was startled: "You mean... a full-breasted jutsu practitioner? Have you ever seen a full-breasted jutsu practitioner?!"

"The one who perfects the art is..."

Lucia said solemnly: "Fujinjutsu practitioners are ordinary people with special powers, and they are hostile to the God of Death. They are an organization, and it is not surprising that you have seen them before, as you can see spirits, but starting from today

Be careful!"

Sadat...has become an enemy?!

Ichigo was stunned for a moment. The scene he encountered while buying books at noon appeared in his mind. He stopped talking and did not say it to Rukia.

Lucia looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly stretched out her right hand to Ichigo: "Give me some money."

"……ah?"

"What? Do you want me to live in your home? It sucked most of my death power, making it difficult for me to even use the hypnosis wristband. You have to be responsible for this until I regain my strength, right?"

"……ha?"

Seeing the death girl's expression of being convinced of him, Ichigo twitched the corner of his mouth and realized in his heart, was he about to be drained by me? No wonder he looked like that after entering the room just now.

"I don't know about that kind of thing..."

Thinking that he was saving his sister, Ichigo reluctantly opened the drawer, took out his pocket money, and wanted to give a few coins to Rukia, but Rukia snatched them all away.

"Hello……"

"What are you feeding? I still need to eat, it's just enough." Lucia didn't give her a chance to go back on her word. She stepped on Kurosaki Ichigo's desk and opened the window, leaving a message: "As for how to help me complete the work, I'll talk to you tomorrow.

you say."

What kind of job? Ichigo was stunned, but Rukia Kuchiki had already jumped out of the window and quickly chased after him: "Hey! What does that mean! Hello?!"

"What are you doing..." Seeing him leaving without looking back, Ichigo sat back on the bed with a headache, lay back, and sorted out his chaotic thoughts.

Is Sadatari a Perfect Master?

The enemy of Death, and I am Death?

On the other side, turning out of a street, Rukia's face no longer had that light-hearted look that teased Ichigo.

Ichigo didn't know that it was a very serious matter for her to lend her power of death to ordinary people. Once Soul Society knew about it, what awaited her would be a harsh trial and even the death penalty!

Before the power is restored, this matter must not be exposed. It must be hidden from the masters of the art, the "14th Gotei Team" stationed in the real world, and the Soul Society... No matter who it is, it must not be exposed!

Lucia was thinking this and she met a figure around the corner. He was wearing a white and green fisherman's hat and dark green clothes. He was holding a small paper fan and waving it around with a smile.

"Oh, oh, little girl, you seem to be in a little trouble."

"You, you are..." Lucia was immediately shocked, "Could it be the previous generation technology development bureau..."

"Correct. I should have left Soul Society when you entered the Seireitei. Unexpectedly, I was recognized at a glance." Urahara Kisuke half-covered his face with a fan and said in a funny tone: "Is it because

Has Soul Society left many legends about me?"

"It's really..." Lucia's heart sank to the bottom of her heart.

Seeing her at a loss, Urahara Kisuke's smile became dangerous: "It seems that you want to hide your situation? No, how come the portable prosthetics distributed to the Shinigami don't have a positioning device? If you use it

If the total exceeds 72 hours, it will send a signal to the Technology Development Bureau and someone will come to verify your situation."

Rukia swallowed hard.

He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes helplessly.

Urahara Kisuke approached with a smile, and the Death Girl shivered in front of him, feeling extremely helpless.



Early next morning.

Sunlight penetrated the curtains and poured into the room of the 'Shishi Hotel'. Lucia on the bed opened her eyes.

After groping around her body twice to make sure she was wearing prosthetics, she recalled what she had experienced last night and sighed faintly. It was not a dream.

He gave his power to ordinary people, and was caught on the spot by the former director of the Technology Development Bureau and captain of the 12th Division. But strangely, the other party did not make things difficult for him, and even modified his body to interfere with the Technology Development Bureau.

, and even gave himself a real-life identity by the way.

Why? He said it was for his brother's sake, but Rukia didn't believe that such a strict and rigid brother would have a close personal relationship with Urahara-senpai, who had a somewhat evil personality, and even let him do something that violated the rules of Soul Society.

thing.

Forget it, it's a good thing anyway.

The identity he assigned is also very convenient, just do as he says and never expose it again!

After washing and dressing and going downstairs, Lucia heard a chaotic sound coming from near the entrance.

"Okay, Gongshu, since you have memorized it, let's try to do it for two hours first. If there is no problem, I will leave it to you from 9 pm to 9 am. If you are paid hourly, I will give it to you temporarily.

600 yen, monthly vacation time..."

It was the voice of the boss's wife, Lucia remembered, but mixed with the boss's wife, there was also a girl's voice that was urgent and even a little irritable.

"Hirakawa Kouki, we have completely mastered your information! It's hidden very deep, you idiot!

How could a guy like you fail to pass the high school entrance examination? No matter what kind of ideas you are thinking about, I advise you to be honest! I will keep an eye on you in the future. As long as you dare to do anything abnormal, don't

Blame it on me and kill you immediately!"

The two voices mixed together, making it very confusing, but the landlady seemed to have not heard her and kept talking to the new employee. She even turned a blind eye to the words "cut you off"?

What's going on? Turning the corner and seeing the three people at the entrance, Lucia's child's eyes suddenly shrank.

Not three people, but two people and one Shinigami?!

In addition to the new employee boy and the boss lady who were listening to the boss's words, another irritable female voice came from a little girl wearing a death-defying uniform and a golden braid.

Rukia knows her, it should be Hiyori Sarugaki, the vice-captain of the 12th Division!

Ordinary people can't see or hear the God of Death. Naturally, the boss lady won't feel interrupted or confused.

Wait? So...

So the new employee is a Perfectionist?!

Hiss, how could he be so unlucky!

I need to change my hotel room...but I can't change now. I'm afraid my secret will be revealed. They should have seen me already. Judging from the reaction, Vice Captain Hiyori doesn't recognize me...Fortunately, Urahara-senpai gave me a gift last night.

A set of clothes...

Lucia quickly pretended to be a simple guest and walked towards the hotel door pretending to be fine. Just as she was about to cross the threshold, a loud voice suddenly sounded: "Guest, please go slowly!"

Lucia was so shocked that she almost jumped up. She lost two of her three souls. She stiffly turned her head to look at the boy who was the master of the art, and nodded with a smile.

"Guest, please go slowly." The proprietress also bowed politely to her, and then praised the master of the perfect art. She blamed herself for having just warned him so seriously that she almost didn't notice the guest leaving.

"Idiot! Are you yelling at me so loudly?!" Hiyori's fierce voice rang out again. After successfully leaving the hostel, Rukia felt her heart almost jump out of her chest.

"Huh...fortunately, I reacted quickly."

She let out a sigh of relief, realizing that her hiding job was indeed arduous, but no matter what...

It must not be exposed!

Well, I was almost scared to death. It was all because of that strange guy who almost sucked all my death power at once. Go to him and scare him!



It was Urahara Kisuke who helped Rukia enroll in school. She was really shocked when she entered Ichigo's class as a transfer student, but the reason why Ichigo was really scared also scared her.

"You, you... at least tell me in advance! There are some perfectionists in our class... that... school. If they find out about your situation, will they do anything to you..."

Rukia couldn't believe her ears.

I met the Perfect Master at the hotel where I was staying early in the morning, and I met another one when I came to school?

Aren't there only two to three hundred Perfection Jutsu practitioners scattered throughout Japan? I haven't encountered any of them for so long since I came to this world. Why did I encounter them one after another just after losing the power of the Shinigami?!

"You, I... you just said class, there is a perfectionist in the class, right?!" Lucia's reaction was also very sharp: "He is your friend? He just saw me, right? Pay attention to him

What's your reaction? You didn't recognize me!"

Ichigo did pay attention to Sadatari when Rukia entered the class. Sadatari probably didn't know Rukia, but... he was also afraid that Rukia would take the initiative to harm Sadatari.

"What's going on between you and the Perfectionist? Tell me everything!"

After hearing the whole story, Ichigo breathed a sigh of relief. Did it come from the hatred of a traitorous Death God a hundred years ago? Chado was not a random person, and the Death God in front of him didn't look like a bad person...

Rukia herself is not so relaxed. Since the Fullbringers are being watched and alerted by the Soul Society, it proves that there must be evil people among them.

Let Ichigo work more cautiously.

Wait, the Perfectionist in the hotel is further away from the truth about my identity. Can we also find a way to let him share some of the burden?

No, forget it, it’s too risky, and I don’t know what that person’s full expression technique is...

Damn it! Why do they happen one after another?!

I must not be exposed!



Two days later, Roku Nakamura, who was driving by the school, ran into Rukia, who was wearing school uniform and walking out with Ichigo. He was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

This is the God of Death, right?

A week later, the master's base camp was revealed.

In front of a square table, the current leader of the Perfectionist Organization pressed a photo on the table.

The photo shows Rukia Kuchiki in school uniform. He said: "She is one of the Shinigami stationed in Karakura Town. Rukia Kuchiki is the step-sister of Byakuya Kuchiki, the captain of the Sixth Division of Soul Society. She belongs to the Fourth Division.

The Kuchiki clan of great aristocracy.

She seems to be in some trouble recently, and she has been operating as a human for a long time. I have dispatched two special operations team members to investigate. More importantly, I want to investigate whether the cause of Black Feather's death is related to her situation and see if those gods of death are...

There’s going to be some action again.”

"Are you... sure that Black Feather is dead?" a member asked from the side of the square table.

"We have lost contact for a full week. There is nothing to be lucky about." Another person spread his hands: "Although I also think that the guy who is best at speed should not die without even calling for help even if he encounters Captain Death. It is a pity.

His strength."

The leader nodded slightly: "The last time the 13 of us had a defect was almost three years ago. We need to pay more attention to it. In addition, because it is basically certain that Black Feather is dead, there is a vacancy for the 'superior' of the flying type of perfection technique. Do you have any recommendations?

?"

Everyone looked at each other, some shrugged, some shook their heads, but no one made a recommendation.

"In this case, let's first take a look at Kuroha's original goal this time. Let's take the merits of Hirakawa's skills in mastering the perfect technique for the first time he comes into contact with hang gliding."

Seeing this, the leader turned around and said: "Tsukishima, I have to trouble you to go there in person again. Be careful."

Leaning against the corner, a young man with a gentle appearance, short shoulder-length hair, wearing a shirt and suspenders closed a book he was holding in his hand.

"Hirakawa Kouki? I understand."


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