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Chapter 316 Welcome the Zhang Family, Flying Bird
Chapter 316 Welcome Home, Flying Bird
Aizen left so calmly.
All that remained was the devastated Twin Hills and the air thick with the smell of burning.
The towering double execution rack had already been reduced to a pile of shattered wood chips in the aftershocks.
This execution ground, a symbol of the Soul Society's order, is stained with the blood of the executioners and the corpses of the Forty-Six Chambers.
It silently mocks this absurd verdict.
Tick.
Whether it was moisture from the clouds that hadn't yet evaporated, or blood dripping from someone's body, it was all that was dripping onto the glassy ground.
It could be heard clearly.
"cough...."
A muffled groan escaped from the bird's chest.
As he turned around, the hideous patterns on his body, formed from extreme malice, peeled away and disappeared with his movement.
He started walking, his pace quickening, as if he had decided on his direction from the very beginning.
Even though the overwhelming spiritual power receded like the tide, causing him a moment of dizziness, it didn't deter him from moving forward resolutely.
He didn't look at the fallen soldiers, nor did he care about Ichigo Kurosaki, who had just been fighting alongside him, nor did he pay any attention to Rukia Kuchiki, who had been rescued not far away.
The bird's gaze remained fixed on a petite figure.
At the edge of the battlefield, Shinobu Kocho stood there blankly.
Her medical kit was overturned on the ground, and various precious medicines were broken all over the place, but she didn't care at all.
She stood there, her hands gripping the front of her dress tightly.
It was as if only in this way could the heart, which was about to leap out of the chest, be suppressed.
Eighty-eight years have passed.
That's almost the length of an average human lifespan.
Even for Death, who possesses a long lifespan, this is an agonizing expedition.
And now, this expedition has finally come to an end.
"Flying birds..."
"6
Butterfly's lips trembled as she uttered a weak call.
The next second, she threw down her Zanpakuto and stumbled towards that direction.
The wind blew past my ears, bringing with it distant memories.
Ten steps.
The Demon Slayer Corps' swords are for slaying demons; they cannot be used to harm ordinary people. Do you understand?
Asuka still remembers the day she first made a promise with Shinobu Kocho.
At that time, he only felt hatred and anger, and he didn't understand what normal human emotions were at all.
That was the first time he vaguely realized that there were things worth caring about besides revenge.
Five steps.
I will help you kill that blood-stained demon wielding two fans.
I made a promise to you, and I will definitely keep it.
That way, you won't be so angry every day.
Butterfly staggered, but her eyes remained resolute.
She remembered that snowy night when she was injured by Doma and lay dying on her sickbed, waiting to become the final poison to kill Doma.
The other person stood in front of the hospital bed and told him that his sister's great revenge had finally been achieved.
The heavy shackles finally shattered, and a sense of liberation that she thought she would never experience again welled up in her heart.
It was from that moment on that she truly became Shinobu Kocho again, instead of the fake Insect Hashira.
Three steps.
【You really are a complete idiot, Mr. Asuka.】
The place I want to go is where you are.
The two of them simultaneously thought of the night of the fireworks display.
Even the slow-witted Asuka couldn't help but feel a tickle in her nose, and Shinobu's eyes even reddened.
A dazzling display of fireworks exploded in their minds.
When the two were only one step apart, Asuka suddenly stopped.
Due to inertia, Shinobu Kocho crashed directly into his arms.
The bird stretched out its arms, stained with blood and dust, and hugged the trembling, petite body tightly.
He held her so tightly that it seemed as if if he loosened his grip even slightly, she would disappear from his world again.
"Tolerate."
The bird lowered its head, looking into those purple eyes brimming with tears: "I'm back."
These four simple words carry immense weight.
"Wow-!!!"
Shinobu Kocho no longer cared about maintaining the demeanor of a Fourth Division Commander, nor did she care that there were so many people watching.
She always walked on thin ice, carefully keeping her nerves taut.
It finally broke.
She buried her head in the bird's blood-stained chest, gripping its back tightly with both hands, and cried out loud.
"You big jerk who only knows how to make girls cry!"
"Why did it take so long...? Why did you make me wait so long..."
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"Every time I thought I'd found a clue, but every time... it was just a lie..."
"Even that shrewd businessman Urahara is giving up... I thought you'd never come back!"
Her fist struck Asuka, but Asuka's hardened body felt no pain whatsoever.
However, the bird felt very uncomfortable hearing these words.
Yes, year after year, it's been eighty-eight years already.
I can't imagine how I endured those days.
He silently endured her outburst, letting her tears and snot smear all over his body.
Her crying gradually subsided, turning into suppressed sobs.
Feiniao gently stroked the back of her short hair and said, "I'm sorry."
"It won't happen again."
This isn't a romantic love confession, nor is it a formal declaration of love.
Their relationship may have long since moved beyond the stage where it needs to be described with flowery language.
The thin veil between them was actually as thin as a cicada's wing, but neither of them dared to break through it.
Both sides are aware of this.
In this world, only the other person can truly understand you; that is a true confidant.
Shinobu pressed her face against Asuka's chest, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat, which gave her an unprecedented sense of security...
But at the same time, she clenched her fists tightly: "Aizen... took Hinata away..."
She choked back tears, her voice filled with self-reproach: "I'm sorry, Asuka... I couldn't protect her... I'm such a bad older sister..."
""
Asuka... Asuka recalled that name.
I think she's Kagaya's daughter...
I didn't expect that little one to be here too... No wonder I tried so hard to keep her here, and cried so hard...
Asuka patted Shinobu on the back and comforted her, "That's not your fault."
"I'm too late... I didn't have time to tell you Aizen's true identity."
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"He's been planning this for a long time; you can't stop him."
He loosened his embrace slightly, looked at Shinobu's tear-streaked face, and awkwardly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his rough thumb.
"Stop crying, or you won't be able to see clearly again."
Asuka forced a reassuring smile: "I promise, I will definitely get back at Aizen that little girl who ran away from home... and all the grievances you suffered, with interest."
Shinobu Kocho looked at his face, which looked somewhat comical from forcing a smile, and couldn't help but burst into laughter through her tears.
"Fool...
""
She sniffed, reached out and cupped the bird's cheeks in her hands.
She paid no attention to the lingering black lines on his face, nor to the fierce glint in his eyes.
I just stared intently at that face, as if trying to etch every subtle expression into my eyes.
After a long silence, Shinobu Kocho finally spoke again: "Welcome back, Mr. Asuka."