If it was just a red-haired man, Rukia Kuchiki might still be suspicious.

Because no matter the identity or character of that person, it is impossible for him to act easily or even appear in the world.

But the faint fragrance of flowers suddenly hit the air, making her whole body stiff, and there was no luck in her heart.

That's the smell of cherry blossoms.

And all around, cherry blossom petals suddenly fell slowly.

It dances on its own without wind, fluttering and turning.

It's obviously not the season for cherry blossoms, but this street seems to have turned into a world of cherry blossoms.

Extremely beautiful.

But Kuchiki Rukia had no intention of appreciating it at all.

She turned around stiffly, and a figure appeared among thousands of dancing cherry blossoms.

Countless petals are flying around this figure.

A man with a handsome face was revealed.

He was dressed in deathly attire, covered with silver gauze, and wore a strange silver ornament in his hair.

Although his face is handsome, there is a faint air of coldness about him.

Like the beautiful cherry blossoms, they bloom in the cold winter frost and snow.

"Bai, Byakuya...brother..."

Kuchiki Rukia had some difficulty calling out the person's name.

"Rukia..."

Although she called the visitor her eldest brother, there was a hint of fear on her face.

Although the man was cold, he was very gentle when he called her name, but Rukia Kuchiki couldn't feel any warmth.

The air pressure seemed to be gradually decreasing and solidifying.

"Hiss..."

A slight sound broke through the air, but it broke the almost solid atmosphere.

Kuchiki Rukia's eyes narrowed, she jumped up and rolled to the side in embarrassment.

A ray of sword light struck down from where she originally stood, creating a huge crack in the ground.

"It is a serious crime in Soul Society to pass on the power of the Death God to humans..."

The red-haired man walked over slowly, holding a Zanpakutō.

"Instead of letting the criminal army deal with you, we appointed us to come forward. This is already a kindness to you, so..."

"Rukia, tell me where he is."

"The human who captured you and even took away your death power, tell me that I will kill him!"

Kuchiki Rukia said solemnly: "No one caught me, and no one took away my power."

"Hehe...really?"

The red-haired man raised the knife and sneered: "You should know that the previous two swords were only made by me to let you escape so that you had a chance. The next one is different. It is definitely not what you are like now and can be avoided.

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"..."

"Really? I understand..."

The girl's silence made the red-haired man grit his teeth and anger flashed in his eyes.

The Zanpakutō in his hand has already been swung out.

"ah!"

As he said, Kuchiki Roki really couldn't avoid this sword.

The light of the sword passed by, and a line of blood burst out from the girl's waist, and the whole person flew out.

The red-haired man didn't know whether he meant to torture or show mercy.

Kuchiki Rukia fell to the ground, groaned in pain, and got up.

Although the blood marks on his waist looked scary, they were not fatal.

"Rukia, aren't you going to tell me yet?"

The red-haired man came over with a knife.

The anger in his eyes was even worse.

The handsome man behind him, surrounded by cherry blossoms, just stood there without saying a word, seemingly turning a blind eye to it all.

"I told you, no one will catch me, and no one will take away my power."

Kuchiki Rukia looked at the red-haired man calmly, without the slightest hint of anger or resentment.

Because she knew that the red-haired man had always been protecting her.

If he doesn't take action, then it will be her eldest brother, Byakuya Kuchiki...

That would be a scarier thing.

Despite this, she gritted her teeth and still had no intention of changing her words.

"Yeah?"

"Then...don't blame me, Rukia!"

The red-haired man raised his Zanpakutō high.

"boom!"

Just as the sword was about to cut down, a huge explosion was heard.

An arrow like blue lightning suddenly appeared, almost in front of him.

The red-haired man's pupils shrank and his body turned sideways.

The arrow condensed with blue electric light almost brushed past his face, then shot into the distance and disappeared in an instant.

"I really can't stand it anymore..."

Someone else walked out of the night.

Wearing a high school uniform, holding his glasses in one hand and holding a bag in the other, he walked over slowly.

"Ishida-san?!"

Kuchiki Rukia was shocked.

Next up is her and Ichigo's classmate, Uryu Ishida, who calls himself a Quincy.

"Two armed men against an unarmed woman,"

"I really didn't like it when I saw it, very much."

"You can actually see us?"

The red-haired man said solemnly: "Who are you?"

Ishida Uryu adjusted his glasses and said calmly: "I'm just her classmate."

"Classmate...classmate?"

The red-haired man's face darkened as he repeated this disgusting statement.

Uryū Ishida added lightly: "A person who hates death very much."

"Why are you here?"

Kuchiki Rukia held her bleeding waist and abdomen and walked to his side.

"Oh, it's just a coincidence, I'm not worried about you,"

"I just suddenly want to go to the 24-hour sewing chain store, Sunflower Sewing Shop."

As if to improve his persuasiveness, Ishida Uryu raised the bag in his hand, which contained his sewing tools.

"That's why I accidentally passed by this area late at night,"

"I didn't run out because I felt the breath of death or because I was worried. In order to make an excuse, I even took a plastic bag from home."

"..."

If you didn't say so much, I would really believe it...

Kuchiki Rukia was speechless.

"Cha..."

A cold light as thin as a hair suddenly flashed.
To be continued...