That One Night

Night, a full moon hung high in the air.

"What's wrong? You are not sleeping in the middle of the night. This is not Stark's style."

Muyang walked from below to the roof and looked at Stark, who was sitting there quietly, with his back against the corner and looking at the moon.

"Nothing."

Stark looked at the moon. After a long time, he turned his head. His eyes looked up and glanced at Muyang who had come to his side. He said softly, and then turned to look at the moon in the air again.

"Hehe ---"

With a soft smile, Muyang sat down next to Stark and took out two small bottles from his arms. After handing one to Stark, Muyang looked up and took a sip. The spicy wine flowed down his throat. Muyang suddenly felt a comfortable feeling in his heart. Sure enough, the feeling of white wine was more nostalgic!

"How is it? Is the moon in the modern world comparable to Hueco Mundo?"

"Hueco Mundo does not have a full moon. The moon in Hueco Mundo is always the same crescent moon."

Stark whispered, then unscrewed the bottle cap and drank the wine that Muyang handed to himself.

"Cough ---Cough ---Cough ---Cough ---Cough ---"

Just drank a mouthful of it, Stark immediately flushed and coughed.

"What kind of wine is this? Why is it so spicy!"

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing that Stark actually drank white wine in such a big mouth, and then choked by white wine, Muyang could not help laughing loudly.

Seeing Muyang's gloating look, Stark could not help but say with dissatisfaction, and the expression on his face is also very melancholy.

"This is the wine of my hometown."

Muyang smiled a little less, and the smile on his face faded. He turned his head to look at the moon in the air, and his tone was a little melancholy.

"Hometown...?"

When he heard the place that Muyang had spat out, a hint of confusion appeared on Stark's face.

Where is his hometown? Hueco Mundo?

However, even though he was talking about his hometown like this, it was only a thought in his heart right now. Who could tell exactly where his hometown was now? Perhaps it was just a thought in his heart.

Muyang shook the wine pot in his hand, his thoughts flying around. He said softly.

"However, now this is my home. Here are my friends. Here are my fetters. This is our territory."

"What do you say, Stark?"

"Well, it's really troublesome."

Tucker stood up and reached out to scratch his hair. There was a bit of fatigue in his tone, but the expression on his face was a little subtle.

"It's better to have a good sleep on such a quiet night, but there is always a strange feeling tonight, as if something important is going to happen."

"However, I won't stay here with you. I'd better go back and have a good sleep. Recently, I have been pulled to be a sparring partner, and I have no chance to have a good sleep."

Stark waved his hand and walked downstairs. His posture was as free and easy as ever. The depression and melancholy feeling on his body disappeared without a trace.

"Ah ---"

Muyang waved his hand at Stark's back. He still sat there, holding the bottle in his hand and drinking slowly. Although his eyes seemed to be looking at the full moon in the sky, Muyang's eyes had no focus. Obviously, he was not really admiring the moon. And his thoughts had already drifted to somewhere.

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Lying on his bed, Kurosaki Ichigo did not feel sleepy at all. The image of the woman he saw during the day kept replaying in his mind. Of course, this was not because he was starting to be interested in the woman's body when he was in the middle of spring. Instead, it was because the woman's stunning appearance during the day and the things she did.

Just as Kurosaki Ichigo was lost in his thoughts, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at his window.

"This is..."

A black butterfly flew in through his window. Then, under Kurosaki Ichigo's slightly panicked gaze, a woman in a black kimono flew into his room.

"What? You..."

Looking at the familiar figure that appeared in front of him, Kurosaki Ichigo could not help but recall everything he had seen during the day.

The woman in black moved her hand and gently placed it on the sword at her waist. She recalled the scene she had seen during the day. This woman had cut a huge monster in half with a swing of her sword. Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly felt a panic in his heart. He retreated and leaned against the wall. Kurosaki Ichigo asked.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Very close..."

As if she did not hear what Kurosaki Ichigo said, the woman in black kimono jumped down from Kurosaki Ichigo's table and held the sword at her waist with a serious expression.

"What are you talking about? You idiot!"

Seeing that the girl actually ignored him and was muttering something on her own, Kurosaki Ichigo felt his head heat up. The sense of uneasiness he had toward her was immediately suppressed. He stepped forward and kicked her, knocking her to the ground.

"Who the hell are you? What are you doing here?"

Kurosaki Ichigo pointed at the person lying on the ground and asked with dissatisfaction.

"You can see me? And you kicked me?"

The woman lying on the ground turned to look at Kurosaki Ichigo with a face full of disbelief. It was obvious that she was in disbelief that she was seen and attacked by humans.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Of course I can see you."

"You are the person I met on the street this morning."

"You only realized now."

"It is impossible for ordinary people to see me..."

The woman in black reached out her hand and touched Kurosaki Ichigo with some doubt. She was very curious about this human who could see her and touch her.

"I don't know what you are talking about!"

Kurosaki Ichigo pushed away the woman's hand in dissatisfaction and kicked her.

The woman in black jumped up and stepped on Kurosaki Ichigo's head, landing on the ground as if nothing had happened.

"You!"

Kurosaki Ichigo, who had been kicked to the ground, turned around and looked at the woman in black. She gnashed her teeth and said.

"Then I'll tell you."

The woman in black turned around with a serious expression on her face.

"I am Shinigami!"

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On the rooftop of Anding District, Muyang was still sitting there, slowly drinking wine. His eyes were focused on the moon, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like you have a lot of worries?"

Putting a coat on Muyang, Suzuki Kusu, who had come up at some point in time, leaned against him and said softly, her tone was very gentle.

"Oh, it's Kusu."

Muyang snapped out of his thoughts and glanced at Suzuki Kusu, who was sitting next to him. He called out softly, then picked up the bottle in his hand and took another sip.

"Is there something troubling you?"

Seeing Muyang drinking wine with the bottle, Suzuki Kusu asked in a low voice, her tone as gentle as ever.

"You can also feel what is happening right now."

"En"

Suzuki Kusu replied softly. She looked in a direction. There were a few Reiryoku's reactions over there. One of them was Kurosaki Ichigo, who had come over frequently during this period of time. There were two other Reiryoku beside him. One of them was Shinigami's Reiryoku, while the other was Hollow.

"Are you worried about Kurosaki Ichigo?"

"Don't worry about what Kurosaki Ichigo. Kisuke will handle it well." Suzuki Kusu asked curiously.

Muyang shook his head lightly. He was not worried about Kurosaki Ichigo at all. His current reaction was more like a strange feeling for the "Bleach" manga that he was reading in his previous life.

The scenes he saw on the screen were about to be reflected in front of him. He was not just a spectator. He was going to play an important role in the plot that he was familiar with in his previous life. This strange feeling was indescribable, and he could not share it with others. He could only feel his strange mood in his heart.

Seeing Muyang shake his head without saying anything, Suzuki Kusu did not ask anymore. As a smart woman, she knew that it was enough for her to stay quietly at the side at this time. Moreover, wasn't it what she had been waiting for?

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"Pfft!"

A spray of blood sprayed out in front of Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes. Looking at the woman in black in front of him who was bitten by the monster named' Hollow ', a strange feeling arose in Kurosaki Ichigo's heart.

Why was this girl who called herself Shinigami standing in front of him without any regard for her own safety? Why was she willing to sacrifice her life for a person who did not even know her name?

At this moment, a strange feeling arose in Kurosaki Ichigo's heart towards this woman who called herself Shinigami, and for the first time, he had a strange feeling about Shinigami's profession.

He struggled with all his might to force the hollow back, and the woman in black fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Shinigami!"

Kurosaki Ichigo cried out involuntarily.

"You idiot, you can't defeat him alone. Didn't I warn you just now? Or, do you think that as long as he eats your soul, all of this will stop? This will only become the bait of those guys!"

Struggling to climb under a telephone pole and sitting with her back against it, the black-clothed Death God asked Ichigo, "You want to save your family, right?"

"Nonsense, what can I do?"

"There is only one way," The black-clothed Shinigami pointed the sword in his hand at Kurosaki Ichigo, "You will become Shinigami!"