After all, she was the owner of "Chanoben Sakura". She was able to unravel the sword by engraving the essence of her soul into the Zanpakura.

Although Zanpakura has his own personality, he is absolutely loyal to the "master".

But now this guy who communicates with me feels that it has nothing to do with me. He is like a stranger standing by watching the show, staring at me indifferently, without any empathy for my own experience.

"Who are you?"

"Me?"

The voice was a little confused, "I forgot... I forgot who I am, and how long I have been locked up here, and I only remember... I seem to be waiting for something?"

"So you told me to wait quietly?"

Kuraki Masaru frowned.

"Yeah." The voice replied softly, as if he was particularly concerned about this matter.

"I, no, want it!"

Sakukiki Masaru retorted word by word.

"Who wants to wait here with you!"

She jumped up and down in this still space anxiously, as if she wanted to find a way out.

Although she didn't know what was going on outside, she knew she couldn't continue to sit here and wait for death.

"Would you like to go out?"

The voice asked in confusion.

"certainly."

Kuraki Masaru answered without hesitation.

"But... no one knows what happened outside. Maybe your body is dead. If you go out from here, even your consciousness will disappear." The voice seemed to want to persuade her to stay.

"You mean that as long as I stay here, my consciousness will never disappear?" asked Kuriki Masaru.

"I don't know, but it should be like this, right?" The voice was uncertain.

"If so, do you want me to stay here with you all the time?" Kuriki Mari smiled angrily.

"If someone can talk to me, it's really good."

There was a faint joy in her voice. She had forgotten how long she had been trapped here. Everything around her was not there except silence and darkness, and she couldn't even feel how long she had been.

The girl brought everything outside in the arrival of the girl. Although this picture is not a beautiful scene, it is always a bit colorful.

Maybe after this girl leaves here, everything here will return to its original appearance.

She was tired of such a dark world.

"But this place does not belong to me!"

Kuriki Masaru waved the Zanpakura in her hand. She didn't know if it was meaningful or not. She just wanted to leave here.

Staying here will never dissipate? This sounds quite tempting.

But she couldn't accept it.

Who will be trapped in such a time and space all the time!?

Who wants to keep watching this desperate picture?

She knew that what belonged to her should be another world, even if that world had been destroyed and even if she was dead there, she had to go back.

She didn't know what would happen after she went back, but escaping was never among her options.

"It doesn't belong to me..."

The voice repeated the words of Satokiki, and seemed a little confused.

"I don't want to escape from reality here, I want to go back to my place!"

Kuraki Masaru used the knife in his hand to slash Yuhabakh in the freeze.

She tried to tear the picture in front of her and return to her own world.

But she was only conscious and could not touch everything around her.

The blade passed through Youhabach's phantom without any resistance, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not affect the picture in front of her.

"Don't escape... back to... my place..."

The voice kept repeating the words of Sakukiki Masaru, and he sounded more and more confused and at a loss.

“It must be meaningless for me to be here.”

The look of Kuraki Masaru had anger in his eyes, and his hand waving the knife became more and more firm.

After knowing what was happening to her at this moment, she felt indescribable anger and left all her previous confusion and helplessness behind.

What a joke? Want to keep her in this inexplicable place? It doesn't fit her style at all! OK?

If she really stayed, wouldn’t she be completely admitting that she came here because she was afraid and wanted to escape!?

"Anyway, there will be a solution when you go back first!"

At this moment, only this thought was left in Kuraki Masaru's mind.

What awaits her outside may be death, an invincible enemy.

But this is not important to her now.

"Yes, I have to go back first and consider the rest later."

"Forehead?"

Kuriki Masaru was stunned.

Because the tone of the voice that reached her ears suddenly changed and became extremely firm.

"you?"

"Thank you, if it weren't for your reminder, I almost forgot..."

The voice is getting closer, more joyful, more confident, and more proud, "not only you, but here is the same--not me!"

Suddenly, Kuraki Mari felt someone holding his hand.

To be precise, someone wanted to hold the Zanpakura in her hand.

"This is……"

She lowered her head and looked at her body blankly. A phantom overlapped with her figure and held the Zanpakura named "Chanben Sakura".

"Come on, let's leave this place that doesn't belong to us."

A firm voice echoed in the mind of Satokiki Masaru.

She suddenly felt an inexplicable force coming from her hand holding the knife, which made her subconsciously feel that if it were now, she could split the void.

"Click—"

Time and space suddenly shattered, and what appeared before them was nothingness. The next moment, the light shone into nothingness, and the vision gradually became clear like dark willows and bright flowers.

In front of me is the sharp sword whistling.

Kuraki Masaru raised his head and looked straight at the sword and the man.

Habach, a friend who was wielding his sword, suddenly became stunned.

He looked at the girl in front of him in surprise. He saw the girl coming and laughed. He couldn't see the meaning of the smile, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that the girl in front of him seemed to have changed.

And most importantly, the girl's eyes were not in her eyes at this moment.
Chapter completed!