Chapter 10 The sudden death of Hidekuro Tsukishima
Shishi Hostel.
This hotel, which has a somewhat fancy name, is actually just an ordinary small hotel. There are very few new guests during the non-peak tourist season. Most of the people who come in and out every day are regular guests. At most, two young couples in love are occasionally welcomed here.
That’s all.
Ji Xing, who is on duty from 9 p.m. to 9 a.m., works more like a jobber. Especially from late at night to 11 p.m. to 6 a.m., he can basically sleep with pay. One of the reasons why he chose this part-time job is
exactly.
In the dead of night, Ji Xing sat on the bed in the room reserved for himself, sitting cross-legged in meditation.
His sitting posture is very particular. It is not the kind of meditation in the one-man world with five hearts pointing to the sky, but more similar to the meditation in the Fairy Tail world.
There is a special term for this in the practice of Shinigami, called "Tool Zen". Generally, Shinigami will sit quietly like this with their Zanpakutō across their legs to communicate with their Zanpakutō. At this time, Ji Xing has not taken back his Zanpakutō.
Zanpakutō, and the object he communicates with is the internal organs fragments of the Soul King in his body!
If there was a Shinigami with extremely powerful psychic abilities like Mr. Yamamoto by his side, he would probably be able to notice that under the human body of Kouki Hirakawa, deep in Ji Xing's soul and in his lungs, there was a faint spot of light flashing.
.
As a strange wave spread out, the guests in the hotel fell asleep more deeply, and the loud snoring was subsided, and Lucia, who was wearing a prosthetic body, showed a comfortable and relaxed expression on her face.
Sleep peacefully.
The light spot in Ji Xing's body became brighter and brighter, until at a certain moment, it suddenly dimmed again.
And with the expansion of the field in the soul, the white-rimmed black wings stretched behind Ji Xing, and the power of the Perfection Technique blessed him!
Ji Xing opened his eyes and stood up, flapped his wings, moved quickly, picked up the breeze, and everything was as usual.
But the hang glider prop folded under the black cloak was lying on the bed intact!
Only through the use of a medium can the Perfection Technique be activated? The power of the Soul King is such an inconvenience!
"The second phase, completed."
For Ji Xing, the second stage transformation of the Perfection Technique is just a thorough understanding of the Perfection Technique. He can trust it on the day he learns the Perfection Technique, and there is nothing worth studying.
Only going deeper and understanding the rules and expressions of the Soul King's visceral fragments will be a challenge for him. After all, the rules of the Death God world are obviously different from those of Naruto and the Demonic Forbidden City.
But in the end, he relied on analogy and regarded the fragments of the Soul King's internal organs as a phase superimposed on his own soul. After spending a while, Ji Xing finally clarified some of the connections and initially mastered this 'gliding rule'.
He doesn't need a physical hang glider as a prop, he can use the spirit particles in the air to make exactly the same wings! And to reach this level...
Ji Xing's eyes were slightly solemn, and his soul covered his body, instantly transforming his body into a spirit and reorganizing it. A death tyrant costume expressing the rules of death was covered on his body. At the same time, the white-rimmed black wings were still growing steadily.
On his death body!
There is no conflict between the two.
This made Ji Xing turn around and look at it with satisfaction.
The clock in the room has passed exactly 12 o'clock.
Time came to the early morning of April 22nd. It had been just three weeks since Ji Xing had re-invaded the world of the Shinigami. He had completely mastered the method of transforming into a physical Shinigami. His spiritual pressure had restored 80% of Yono Masashi's, and he had superimposed the power of the Complete Technique. In addition to the missing slash,
In addition to the soul sword, it can basically be declared that the "full strength" has been restored!
The rest is innovation and progress.
This progress makes Ji Xing quite satisfied.
But of course it's still far from it.
Sitting back on the bed in the state of meditation, Ji Xing helplessly shook his head outside the window and continued to meditate to restore his spiritual pressure. Not far from the top of the building, Hiyori could only see the target he was following turning over on the bed.
Sleep with your butt facing you.
She made a sound and fell asleep as well.
In a blink of an eye, the night passed.
…
In the early morning, just after six o'clock, Ji Xing's newly assigned phone rang. Currently, only Nakamura Qiao and Chado knew his number. There was no need to think about who might be calling him.
"Ha~" Ji Xing yawned after being connected, and said, "What's the matter, Uncle Nakamura? I'm just about to open the door for the early guests."
"...Have you practiced the Perfection Technique all night again?"
Nakamura Pavilion paused and said: "Actually, it doesn't have to be that hard. You are still growing at your age, so you still need enough sleep."
After caring about Ji Xing's situation, he seemed to know that this could not persuade Ji Xing. He changed to an excited tone and said: "Gongshu, go home and have a good rest in a while, and also ask for leave tonight. You can go directly after dinner
Come to the stronghold, um, you must be there before eight o'clock in the evening, there is a big shot who wants to see you!"
"Big shot?"
"Ah, the real big shot is probably here to check you out! If you impress him, you might be able to join Special Operations Team X!"
"Is this so...Okay, I understand."
"Well, don't be too nervous, Gongshu. Anyway, with your talent and hard work, sooner or later..."
After a few more words of encouragement to Ji Xing, Nakamura hung up the phone. Ji Xing thought for a few seconds before walking out of the room and opening the door to the hotel.
A pair of co-workers who got up early have already gone downstairs and exchanged words with each other: "In the past few days, I have always felt that the quality of my sleep has been particularly good. I don't feel tired at all when I wake up."
"Really, you actually think so? I do too, and I sleep very soundly. In the past, if I did too much work, my whole body would hurt so much that I couldn't sleep without drinking some wine. But these days..."
"Hey, that's really weird."
Walking not far behind them, Lucia, wearing school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, frowned slightly.
It must be that the spirit seeds that I accidentally released when I restored my spiritual pressure entered the bodies of these ordinary people and helped them relieve their fatigue, right?
No wonder the recovery of spiritual pressure is so slow. Most of the power may have been lost like this. It is true that I can no longer live in a place like a hotel. If this continues, suspicion will be exposed.
The delay here for a week was probably due to the Shinigami's responsibility. She was worried that Ichigo, who had just become the Shinigami, would not be able to take over her job intact, which would bring disastrous results. In that case, he would be exposed as well, so it was better to take the initiative to report to Vice Captain Hiyori
Frankly confessing the situation can also reduce the damage in this world...
But Ichigo was much better than she expected.
So when she walked past the counter, she put the key on it and said to Ji Xing: "Hello, I want to cancel the rent of the sample room in Xinying."
"Okay." Ji Xing responded, registered, gave change, and refunded the money: "Have you found another place to live or is it a school dormitory? Guests are welcome to come again."
"I can live with my classmates." Lucia responded with a smile: "Goodbye."
"Guest, move slowly."
Leaving the hotel with Ji Xing's polite farewell, Rukia secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This Perfectionist... seemed ordinary. Judging from his age, he seemed to be a marginal figure among Perfectionists. How could he be accepted?
Is Vice Captain Hiyori being particularly targeted?
Forget it, Perfection Jutsu practitioners are not something I should care about. Rukia thought this and didn't notice that she was quietly stared at by two prying eyes as she was walking on the way to school.
…
In the evening, seven o'clock, the moon and stars are scarce.
After finishing dinner, Ji Xing Linda clearly felt that he was being stared at by a gaze on his way to the perfecting master's stronghold.
If it wasn't Hiyori, the idiot Hiyori wouldn't be with him 24 hours a day. And this look contained a faint malice, not to the extent of threatening his life, but it was still very unfriendly.
His spiritual pressure is much stronger than that of Shi Yuanchun, almost reaching captain level.
What a big shot Nakamura Sparrow said.
But are all Perfectionists this style?
When he turned to a dark and deserted alley, he moved behind Ji Xing silently, and stabbed out a long sword without any fireworks in his hand. With a pop, it penetrated Ji Xing from behind!
The knife was inserted from the back ridge and poked out from the chest. Tsukishima Hidekuro, who was standing behind Ji Xing, had a slight smile on his face: "Hirakawa Kouki, don't..."
call--
Halfway through his words, a breeze blew by.
Tsukishima Hidekuro then saw that the boy he had pierced disappeared like a phantom, and his hole shrank suddenly!
Afterimage? No, what is this? Isn’t it a new person who just became a Perfectionist?!
The young man's figure did not disappear, but turned into a sky full of black and white feathers, floating dreamily in front of his eyes, obstructing his vision, and just when his expression became alarmed, poof——!
Two of the feathers turned into two long swords, one on the left and one on the right crossing his chest!
There was no time to react. The attack was even less pyrotechnic than his sneak attack, leaving him without any preparation or precaution!
His heart was stabbed heavily, Tsukishima Hidekuro vomited out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground softly, his eyes still full of confusion.
what happened?
I'm dying?!
Am I not just here to test a young Perfectionist who has just joined the organization? I just want to use the Book of the End to insert a memory into him as I often did before!
Now...I feel like I'm going to die?
He raised his head with difficulty, and the young man in the black cloak acted as if nothing had happened, walking as usual and almost walking out of the alley.
Why?
I am dead?
The scene in front of him became darker and darker, and Hidekuro Tsukishima died suddenly with full confusion!
The move used by Ji Xing is called "Feather Flash", which is different from the Shinigami's Shunpo, Hollow's Hibiki, and the Quincy's Flying Kick. It is a special movement technique he developed in conjunction with his own Perfection Technique.
Since feathers can form sword blades, they can also be formed into other things. Using them to form the outline of the body and move at high speed can give the enemy the illusion of hitting themselves. At the same time, they can use the flying feathers to complete quick counterattacks.
It's equivalent to a thorny substitute technique.
Ability to escape and fight, convenient and flexible.
"His combat qualities are also a bit poor."
Ji Xing played with the bookmark in his hand and put it into his pocket.
This bookmark is the medium of Hidekuro Tsukishima's Perfection Technique, and it is also the reason Ji Xing killed him.
The name of his Perfection Technique is "Book of the End". After hitting the target with the long sword turned into a bookmark, he can "slip his own existence into" the target's past.
For example, he could make himself the "guiding instructor" of the Perfection Technique who is closer to Ji Xing than Nakamura Sparrow, and he could make himself the big brother who comforted Hirakawa Kouki after his father died.
It's not about changing memories.
It is to truly insert a piece of the past, extend the past into a branch line, insert the past you want into the target's experience, and become the target's friend, mentor, relative, lover...
The power of the Spirit King is evident!
And Kouki Hirakawa has no past.
Regardless of the level of threat or nausea, Ji Xing has no interest in trying this Bug-level NTR skill. It is worth killing him. Even if Ji Xing knows that the other party is actually just trying his vigilance today, reserve
It's just a little bit of control over one's own backdoor.
I guess it's hard to die with peace of mind.
"I don't know if there are many Perfectionists who have been inserted into their memories by him. If there are many, it might cause some excitement."
…
In the fifth town, Rukia Kuchiki was panting and staring at the two figures opposite.
There is a male and a female. The male is thin and has a long face and handsome eyebrows. The female has a graceful figure like a Yamato dancer. She is also covered with a silk ribbon as if she is about to dance at any time. However, Lucia, who was almost strangled to death by the ribbon before, dare not look down on it.
she.
Just a while ago, they and Ichigo had just killed a Hollow, and they were suddenly attacked by two people. The two Perfection Jutsu practitioners attacked ruthlessly as soon as they appeared, and they were extremely powerful and cooperated with each other tacitly. They killed her in just a few strokes.
Forced into a desperate situation with Ichigo!
If not... Rukia glanced sideways at the tall figure standing side by side with Ichigo in front of her.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Taihu Chawatari, who is also a full-gen jutsu practitioner, she might have died!
Over the past few days, she has actually been wary of this classmate who is a Perfectionist. After becoming a Shinigami, Ichigo and Ichigo have obviously developed a estrangement. However, after Sadatori Taihu took action just now, the two boys
The way they looked at each other and nodded told Lucia that there was nothing else to worry about now.
The question is, why did the two attackers suddenly appear and kill her and Ichigo?
Also...have I been exposed?
"You...why are you attacking us?" Ichigo asked.
In front, the two Perfection Jutsu practitioners were staring at Taitora Sadatora who had saved the Shinigami, their eyes becoming increasingly evil - the 'traitors' were more hateful than the enemies!
As for why... Hey, do you still need to ask such a thing? All Shinigami deserve to die! The female Perfectionist sneered, the teacher was killed by the Shinigami back then, even me, if not...
Well, if not...
Hey, what is it?
Suddenly her mind went blank, the hatred and murderous aura dissipated from her body, and she fell into a daze on the spot.
This was a good opportunity for a sneak attack, but Ichigo obviously didn't know how to make a sneak attack and looked at the opponent in confusion. What happened? The opponent... suddenly didn't want to fight?
…
On the other side, the tavern base.
Nakamura Jaku held a cigarette in his mouth and boasted to Komayo Miyuki with a longing look on his face: "Tsukishima-sama is a real big shot! There are some news that ordinary Perfection Jutsu practitioners don't know about. Even a kid like Kouki who just joined, I don't know.
I won’t tell you, but Miyuki, there’s nothing wrong with your situation.
There are a total of 13 top leaders in our
"Eh..." Miyuki Komayo opened her mouth slightly and said with a look of fascination: "So, those 13 adults are the same as those captains of Death?"
"...cough." Nakamura Sparrow coughed: "It should be about the same... Anyway, I don't know about the others, but Tsukishima-sama who is at the top must be there! Back then, I saw with my own eyes that he severely wounded a Shinigami in a short time.
Vice-captain, saved a comrade!"
"Really? Tell me about it!" Miyuki Komayo said cooperatively and expectantly.
Nakamura smiled and took a puff of cigarette: "The thing is like this...well, it is like this..."
"What kind?"
"Uh... um..." Nakamura's eyes suddenly flashed with confusion. He was silent for a few seconds, and then laughed twice: "Miyuki, I want to go to the toilet."
"Hey, Brother Gou Liu is bragging, right?"
"Haha...haha..." Nakamura turned around and entered the toilet in embarrassment, raised his hand and hit his head, "I have never met that adult, why did I suddenly make up nonsense with Miyuki, ugh."
While staying behind the counter, Miyuki Komayo curled her lips towards Nakamura's back, lowered her head to wipe the wine glass, and quietly hid the shock in her eyes.
At this moment, she heard the sound of the door of the izakaya opening, and quickly changed her expression to apologize: "Sorry, guest, our izakaya is booked tonight... Hey, it's Gongshu."
"Well, Sister Miyuki." Ji Xing greeted her: "I'm here. Has the adult that Uncle Nakamura Sparrow mentioned hasn't arrived yet?"
"...Well, not yet, it's Gongshu who came too early. And even the big shot might be delayed." A few seconds later, she smiled at Ji Xing and said, "Brother Gouliu is in the toilet, you sit down first.
"
Ji Xing also smiled at her: "Okay."
…
Similar things happen in many places.
With the death of Hidekuro Tsukishima, all the people he added to the past showed a state of 'forgetting' something and fell into confusion.
Naruki City, a single-family mansion.
A man sitting on the balcony grinding coffee paused for a moment, then continued, his brows slightly furrowed.
After waiting for two minutes, the phone on the table rang. He answered it, and a shocked and panicked voice came from the other side: "It's not good! Chief! Is something wrong with Tsukishima? His full expression technique has failed.
I’m afraid there will be some commotion!”
"Don't be impatient." The man smiled and said, "Aren't we already prepared for this? If there is any unrest, we will suppress it and implement it according to our planned plan."
The calm voice slightly soothed the heart of the person on the other end of the phone, and he took two breaths and replied: "Yes, I understand, chief!"
"Ah, let's get everyone to do it together."
After hanging up the phone, the man took a sip of coffee in an elegant manner, stood up and walked to the bathroom, where he found a luxuriously patterned standing mirror.
Picking up the comb, he stroked his fluffy hair until it looked like it was fixed with hairspray, resembling someone.
"Is Tsukishima dead? Is he the God of Death? First Ishimoto Jun, then Tsukishima. Judging from the time, they both died shortly after arriving in Karakura Town. Is there some problem within the organization?"
"It doesn't matter. It's just a little earlier than the preset time... No, it's just right."
He put on a gentle smile, which also looked very much like someone, and whispered softly: "Your most loyal subordinate will soon return to you."