"Whether you are a high school student or some kind of acting god of death, is this the reason why you break into a young girl's boudoir at ten o'clock in the night, Kurosaki?"
Hearing Heather's words, Ichigo noticed Heather under the monster's claws and couldn't help being shocked: "Huh? Heather, you, you, you, can you see me?"
"It's hard to pretend you're invisible when you're dressed in fancy clothes, right?"
Heather ignored the heavy pressure from the giant claw above her. While holding the giant claw with one hand, she still had the time to chat with Ichigo:
"Is this kind of dress popular now? It seems I'm out of date... Oh, good evening, Kuchiki-san."
He said hello to the window.
"Good evening, Heather."
Rukia Kuchiki, who struggled to climb in from the second floor window, kicked Ichigo Kurosaki who was blocking her, and then greeted Heather politely.
Seeing that Heather and others completely ignored her chatting there, the monster roared with great anger: "One or two...do you want to take Orihime away from me!?"
As he spoke, the monster summoned all its strength and swung its claws violently, throwing Heather to the side, knocking over the bookcases and tables in Orihime's room, sending sawdust flying everywhere.
"Brother Heather!" Orihime shouted in horror, rolling and crawling towards the direction where Heather fell, but was stopped by the monster.
"Orihime, you were lost by the Heather family. It doesn't matter, I will help you regain your consciousness."
The ferocious monster opened its huge claws and grabbed Orihime. Just when the tip of its claws was about to touch Orihime, the monster suddenly turned around and swung its claws.
Clang!
The extremely hard bone sharp claws collided with Kurosaki Ichigo's white sword, making a loud sound of metal collision.
"How dare you stop me?" The monster never expected that humans who dared to stop him would appear one after another tonight.
"I'm sorry, that's the job of the God of Death. Do you want to kill Inoue? Go through me first."
The white sword and the monster's claws made a tooth-piercing sound.
Seeing the stalemate, the monster immediately turned around and swung its python-like lower body towards Kurosaki Ichigo. The latter hurriedly slashed back with a knife, but was blocked by the hard scales on the surface of the snake's tail, and then the whole person was whipped out hard!
Rukia Kuchiki, who was standing around the window, couldn't dodge in time and was knocked out together with Ichigo, falling from the second floor to the street outside.
"Kurosaki-san! Kuchiki-san! Yeah!" Inoue Orihime was grabbed by the monster's giant claws. She struggled desperately but couldn't break free, so she could only bite the monster's claws with her small teeth.
"Orihime, do you really not remember me?"
The monster's plaintive voice came from above her head. Orihime looked up and looked into the monster's left eye that was not blocked by the mask. First she felt inexplicably familiar, and then Inoue Orihime murmured in shock:
"……elder brother?"
Inoue Hao, who died in a car accident three years ago, is Inoue Orihime's biological brother.
"Orihime, you really still remember me." The monster, no, Inoue Hao made a gratified voice.
"Brother, why did you attack Brother Heather?" Orihime was very confused. Her brother was so gentle and kind, why did he become like this?
Hearing Heather's name, Inoue Hao's eyes became cold and stern: "Because he took you away from me."
"Wha, what?"
"After I died, you prayed for me every day, and I kept watching. I was very relieved, very relieved. Although I died, because of your prayers, I felt that everything could be redeemed, and my death was meaningful.
of."
Inoue Hao grabbed Orihime's giant claw and gradually tightened his grip:
"But, less than a year later, you were adopted by Heather's family. Since then, the number of times you pray for me has become less and less...
Then, when you entered high school, you no longer prayed for me. Instead, every day, whether before you went out or after you came back, you told my spiritual tablet about your brother Heather and his family! I saw that deep down in your heart, I gradually lost you.
Status... I'm so lonely, I'm so lonely! You know, Orihime? There have been several times that I wanted to kill you directly..."
A tightly clenched fist hit Inoue Hao's face.
Bang!!
The monster was blasted away hard, hitting the wall with a thud that made the whole house tremble, and then slid to the floor.
Inoue Orihime flew out of Inoue Hao's hand, and was caught by Heather and held firmly in her arms.
"Do you know why [brother] was born first?"
Heather's handsome face became so cold for the first time:
"That's to protect the younger siblings who will be born later! As an elder brother, he actually said to his sister, 'I'm going to kill you.' This is something you shouldn't even say even if you're going to die."
The mask on Inoue Hao's face was cracked by Heather's heavy blow, and he let out a shrill wail:
"Oh oh oh oh!! Heather! What do you know! What do you know!?
When I was fifteen years old, Orihime was born! It’s better to say she’s a sister than a daughter! Our parents are gangsters, and they’ll keep beating their children as long as they cry. Faced with such parents, I can only take care of them secretly without telling them.
Orihime!
When I was eighteen years old, I ran away from home with my three-year-old Orihime. We have always been dependent on each other! Just the two of us! It has always been like this!
I am the one who raised Orihime up! I am also the one who protects Orihime! She is mine! No one can take her away!"
At this moment, Inoue Orihime struggled to stand on the floor from Heather's arms, and walked towards Inoue Hao step by step.
Inoue Hao, who was paralyzed on the ground, shed tears of blood from his eye sockets and murmured: "I live for you, Orihime. Why? Why can't you live for me? I, I..."
Inoue Orihime raised her arms, hugged Inoue Hao's monster-like head tightly, and cried:
"It's my fault, brother. I originally wanted to tell you about the happy things I encounter every day, the things I like, the things I like, the people I like...
In the beginning, I prayed every day, but I felt that this was not possible. I couldn’t let you, brother, always look at me sad, otherwise I would worry about me. That’s why I wanted to let you, brother, know that I am living a good life. No need to
Worry about me.
But I didn't expect that this would make my brother feel lonely. I really don't know... It's my fault for making you feel lonely. I like my brother the most."
Her voice became lower and lower, and finally she fell to the ground.
"Ori, Orihime?"
Inoue Hao then discovered that there were several blood-stained wounds in front of Orihime, which were the wounds scratched by his sharp claws when he held her in his hand.
Heather quickly ran to Orihime to check her injuries, and then frowned. She was seriously injured.
"Inoue!" At this time, the disgraced Kurosaki Ichigo and Kuchiki Rukia also climbed in through the window again.
When he saw Orihime Inoue lying unconscious on the ground, Ichigo thought he was late: "Inoue, how could..."
"There is still hope! The 'Lock of Cause and Effect' on her chest has not been broken. As long as it is still connected to the spirit body, the soul will not disappear. I can save her with my ghost!"
Saying that, Kuchiki Rukia quickly ran over and waved to Heather and Inoue Haoshan who were standing next to Orihime:
"Go away, I want to treat her, so don't get in the way!"
Inoue Hao slumped in the corner and murmured: "I know... I know that Orihime stopped praying in order not to worry me, but even so, I still don't want Orihime to stop. I hope you
If you can continue to pray for me, I hope your heart only belongs to me..."
"Idiot, are your eyes white?"
Heather stood with her hands in her pockets and watched Rukia Kuchiki kneeling in front of Inoue Orihime, sweating profusely, using magic to heal her, and whispered:
"The hairpin on Orihime's head is a gift you gave her, right? She said it was the first gift you gave her, so she wears it every day. You two are actually the same, dead or alive.
, everyone is equally lonely. The idea that you are the loneliest is really selfish."
"The card... the day I gave it to her, we had our first quarrel because she didn't like the card. It was also that day that I was killed in a car accident. Oh, I thought she had thrown it away a long time ago."
Inoue Hao slowly straightened up, grabbed the mask on his face and tore it apart, revealing his original appearance.
"No matter who it is, just kill me."
He looked at Ichigo and Heather: "If this continues, sooner or later I will lose myself and attack Orihime again, why not let me disappear while I am still awake."
Ichigo hesitated: "Huh? What did you say? There's no need for this..."
"Ichigo, this is a wise move. As long as you become a hollow and there is no way to recover, just let him disappear. Don't worry, using your Zanpakutō to 'cut' him does not mean to 'kill' him. By using the Zanpakutō
The sword cleanses Xu's sins so that he can go to Soul Society."
Rukia said without raising her head:
"We [God of Death] were born for this."
Ichigo was silent for a while, then solemnly held the white sword and came to Inoue Hao: "Are you ready?"
"Let's do it."
The sword flashed, and the empty hole in Inoue Hao's chest was chopped cleanly.
Inoue Hao dragged the monster's body slowly to Inoue Orihime, looked at her closed eyes, and said softly:
"Well, goodbye... Orihime."
At this moment, Orihime slowly opened her eyes.
I still remember that day, my brother bought me a pair of hairpins with flowers. At that time, I had just cut my hair short because of the bullying from the senior sisters at school. Out of anger, I just didn’t like this hairpin.
stand up.
My brother and I had an unprecedented quarrel that day.
I finished my meal without saying a word, then fell asleep facing the wall.
Then, my brother left for work earlier than me as usual. I didn't even say hello before he left.
That day, I could no longer wait for my brother to come back.
Maybe saying it won't have any effect, but I have always regretted not being able to say that to you...
Orihime opened her eyes, looked at Inoue Hao who was gradually disappearing into pieces, and smiled with tears in her eyes:
"Brother, walk slowly..."
At the last moment, Inoue Hao heard this greeting and smiled, turning into countless spirit fragments and dissipating.
Watching the spirit fragments flying into the night sky, Heather then looked at the quiet crowd: "So, Kurosaki and Kuchiki, what do you two look like?"
Kurosaki Ichigo was now wearing a Shinigami outfit, the 'Death God Outfit', and Kuchiki Rukia was wearing Kurosaki Ichigo's 9-year-old sister Yuuko's pajamas (which fit very well). The two of them blinked and looked at Heather, wondering.
How to explain.
"I still want to ask! Why can you see me, Heather?"
"I've asked you this, why can't I see you?"
"If you are a very rare human with extremely high inspiration, it is indeed possible to see the God of Death and the Hollow."
Kuchiki Rukia rubbed her chin and looked Heather up and down: "Unexpectedly, Heather, you are really excellent in every sense. Not only do you have good academic performance, you are handsome, you also have the ability to fight that is not inferior to Kyon.
Ability and super inspiration. Let’s put it this way, Ichigo is the acting god of death, responsible for cleaning up monsters like Inoue’s brother just now, that is, [Hollow].”
Ichigo pointed at Rukia: "This guy is my helper, similar to Watson."
"The acting God of Death. In other words, there is also the real 'God of Death'."
Heather helped Orihime up: "So? Superheroes like you who claim to protect humanity through covert operations usually have methods to eliminate accidental witnesses, right?"
"That's amazing. Can you guess this?"
Rukia Kuchiki took out a particularly childish toy lighter, and Heather could even hear the classic background music of Doraemon when he took out the prop:
"[Memory Replacement Lighter]! As long as the flame of the lighter is seen at close range, the memory will be erased for a certain period of time and replaced with false memories. The small disadvantage is that the replaced memory is randomly generated."
"Wow! Then wouldn't I be in danger too!?" Ichigo quickly covered his eyes.
Lucia was so angry that she kicked him: "Idiot! It will only be effective if you see it at a very close range."
Heather smiled, put one hand in her pocket and lowered her other hand naturally: "It's a very interesting prop, but I don't intend to let you erase the memory of me and Orihime."
Danger! Ichigo almost instantly raised his sword and blocked it in front of Rukia. This was his subconscious reaction.
At that moment, Ichigo felt a terrifying sense of oppression originating from Heather, making it hard for him to breathe. What was it?
Behind Ichigo, cold sweat dripped down Rukia's forehead. At that moment, she felt an unprecedentedly powerful spiritual pressure bursting from Heather's body.
How is it possible? Such a level of spiritual pressure would be enough to immediately become a captain of more than three seats in the Gotei 13, and could even be comparable to the spiritual pressure of some vice-captains!
I clearly couldn't feel any spiritual pressure from Heather before. This meant that the other party either had a newly awakened inspiration, or was born with the skill to perfectly block his own spiritual pressure.
Moreover, Orihime Inoue, who was so close to Heather, was a completely defenseless spiritual body, but showed no sign of being affected by her spiritual pressure at all. This meant that the terrifying spiritual pressure just now was only directed at herself and Ichigo.
Directed spiritual pressure control...
Is this [genius]? It’s hard to imagine that there are such amazingly talented people in the world.