Chapter 133
He asked himself in his heart.
Joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
In the years since he came to Soul Society, he has felt all kinds of emotions, but among them, he has never experienced sadness——
When he was still a member of a gang in Rukongai, he didn't care about his injuries. After entering the Shino Soul Academy and becoming a Shinigami candidate, he even became less concerned about life and death.
Even after the grandmother who adopted him passed away, Haruto just felt a little lonely...that was confusion about the change in life.
"That's it..."
Until now.
When Mutsuki-sensei fell in front of me.
Haruto finally understood why he couldn't free his Zanpakuto: he had always regarded himself as a spectator in this world.
He and his other self were always two different souls, they were just forced to have the same "body".
If Haruto wants to liberate the Zanpakutō, he must truly become a part of this place.
That sword wielding the Kidō Blade may absorb not only memories from the world, but also the emotions belonging to the souls of two lives.
After he understands what sadness is, after he understands what responsibility is, after he fully integrates into this world——
reality.
real name.
The joy of life, the sorrow of death.
My joy, "my" sadness.
"Yongyin."
Haruto opened his eyes.
"...Aqing?"
That was a tone that Yongyin rarely heard——
It's a little strange, but it's also very reassuring.
"rest assured."
A steady hand caressed the girl's shoulder.
Yongyin raised his head.
She saw for the first time, the moment Haruto fully opened his eyes:
surprise? happy?
No......
It was a mesmerizing sinking.
When black and white intersect and blend, deep and thorough brown is naturally born.
And when the cyan rings and fog lit up and flowed out of those simple brown eyes——
"Ding."
Haruto grasped the handle of Asada's sword.
The Zanpakutō, which had been used as a crutch for a long time, finally left the muddy and dirty ground, and the entire blade began to tremble uncontrollably.
"I can handle it."
The knife is longing, the knife is calling.
"Ding!"
The sword is transforming into the soul of the holder!
A dark and dull sheath.
A blade that shines like snow silver.
The rope wrapped around the handle of the knife was dyed flawlessly "green" by the spiritual pressure.
experience.
emotion.
The sword gathered all his desires into a cry of hope to be called by his true name, and poured it out to Haruto's soul!
"Ding!!"
From the moment they responded to their desire, there was finally no longer any barrier between the two souls.
"Buzz."
The surging spiritual pressure illuminated the sky like a bonfire lit by countless firewood.
Fifth-level spiritual power!
Haruto easily broke through the upper limit that had blocked him for half a year.
However......
The spiritual power level only represents the concentration of spiritual pressure.
No matter who knows, the fifth-level spiritual power should not have such a arrogant magnitude - the bonfires turned into spiritual pressure, as Haruto's control over his own power continues to deepen, all of them are turned into fireballs rising into the sky. pillar of fire.
The area illuminated by the light is even more exaggerated than Chucas!
"Hello."
Haruto raised the Zanpakutō in his hand.
"Your virtual flash..."
The thumb flicked open the inch-long edge.
This moment.
All the outward spiritual pressure was restrained.
From Haruto holding the sword, he no longer felt the slightest breath of death.
No......
Not just the Shinigami, no matter human or Hollow - Haruto stood there as silently as a boulder in the lake.
Without looking at it with your eyes, it's even difficult to tell what he is.
"Aren't you going to let it go?"
"!?"
Haruto's calm tone made Achucas feel inexplicable pressure: The contempt and arrogance were the same as when he was hunting ordinary Hollows... The only difference was that Achucas didn't disdain him at all. To talk to prey.
"grim Reaper......"
The red color in Yachukas' mouth began to become no longer pure.
The darkness that blended into it came from its innate space ability - the earth and the air were all trembling because of this special virtual flash.
"You are asking for death!"
"Zhi."
The Zanpakuto's blade was completely unsheathed.
"......Really?"
The pure and flawless metal inside and outside was quietly stained with clear green.
"Since you have to wait a little longer, don't blame me for taking action first."
In an instant.
"Wow."
Streams and rivers, rivers and lakes.
The world seems to be drowning in this moment.
All the cyan on the surface of the thin blade turned into a thin line attached to the blade——
"Play it, Qingquan!"
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Volume 1: 082, play, clear spring!
"That is......"
"Aqing's first solution?"
Yongyin stared blankly at the tall figure in front of him.
After Haruto's liberation, the Zanpakutō only had an imperceptible touch of cyan on the blade.
usually.
The smaller the changes to a Zanpakutō after its liberation, meaning it will be easier to master, but the fewer changes will be made in terms of abilities.
Yongyin, Ayaka and Qingyin.
Their Zanpakutōs changed greatly after they were released:
For example, Yongyin's frozen cloud has the ability to slow down the activity of spiritual beings in a certain space, which can be useful for trapping enemies and rescuing people; for example, Ayaka's makeup has the ability to weaken the opponent's spiritual pressure in equal proportions. It is almost invincible, and it is also very practical to assist teammates; as for Qingyin's Tiger Cannon, it is a pure and violent concentration and multiplication of spiritual pressure.
And Haruto's Zanpakutō...
"Qingquan?"
Judging from the name, it should be a zanpakuto of the flowing water type, but the scale looks really small and pitiful.
Yongyin once saw Zhibo Haiyan's flowers with his mother, which could lift up the sky and block out the sun.
The flowing water-type Zanpakutō of Langda; compared with the deputy captain of the Thirteenth Division, Haruto, who already has a fifth-level spiritual power, the Zanpakutō is too inconspicuous.
"Can a Zanpakutō, which has almost no visible changes, be called Hakkake?"
No one answered Yongyin's question.
At the same time as Haruto showed his Zanpakutō, Achukas's false flash had already blurted out in another sense——
"Buzz!!"
Brutal spiritual pressure swept across.
"boom!!!"
The mushroom cloud rising into the sky announced that the ravage of the forest was over... and the vast surrounding land had completely turned into wilderness.
In the midst of that...
"!?"
The flames in Yachukas's eyes shook violently for a moment.
That's because its heart is shaking——
Right in the middle of the virtual flash explosion, the pyramid-shaped inverted mountain crystal firmly protected Yongyin and the others.
"Yongyin."
"I still have to trouble you with treatment."
Haruto turned his head and said to the girl with a smile.
"......Uh-huh!"
After experiencing the initial shock, Yongyin immediately started to return to treatment: the past six months of practical training have allowed everyone to develop a good habit of obeying orders.
"..."
"Did you avoid the false flash?"
Achiukas asked in a low voice with a stern look.
"Your False Flash is full of flaws, isn't it normal to avoid it?"
