At night, a full moon hangs high in the air.

"What's wrong? I didn't sleep in the middle of the night. This is not your style Stark."

Muyang Kimura walked from below to the roof, stared at Stark, who was sitting quietly on the side, leaning against the corner of the wall and looking at the moon.

"nothing."

Stark looked at the moon and turned his head for a while. He raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Yang Kimura who had already arrived beside him. He said softly, then turned his head to look at the moon in the air again.

“Haha~~”

With a soft smile, Muyang Kimura sat down next to Stark, took out two small bottles of wine from his arms, and handed them to Stark. After Muyang Kimura raised his head and took a sip. The spicy wine flowed down his throat, and a comfortable feeling suddenly arose in Muyang Kimura's heart. It turns out that the feeling of white wine is even more nostalgic!

"How about it, the moon in the present world is compared to the virtual circle."

"There is no full moon in the virtual circle. The moon in the virtual circle will always be the unchanging crescent moon."

Stark whispered, then twisted off the bottle cap, raised his head and took a sip of the wine that Muyang Kimura handed him.

"Cough~Cough~Cough~Cough~Cough~"

As soon as he raised his head and took a sip, Stark immediately coughed with a flushed complexion, and he was in a bad mood.

"What kind of wine are you? Why are you so spicy!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing Stark drinking white wine in such a big gulp and then choking on the white wine, Muyang Kimura couldn't help laughing loudly.

"You guy."

Seeing Muyang Kimura looking gloating, Stark couldn't help but say dissatisfied. His expression was also very melancholy.

"This is my hometown wine."

Muyang Kimura's smile decreased slightly, the smile on his face was curled, and he turned his head to look at the moon in the air. He said with a little melancholy in his tone.

"Hometown...?"

When he heard the place where Muyang Kimura spit out, an unknown meaning appeared on Stark's face. Where is his hometown? Void circle?

"However, although I am talking about my hometown like this, it is just a kind of thought in my heart. Who can tell where the hometown is now? Maybe it's just a thought in my heart."

Muyang Kimura shook the wine pot in his hand, his thoughts flew around and said softly.

"But now this is my home, here is my friends, here is my bond, here is our 'standard area'."

"What do you think? Stark."

"Well, it's so troublesome."

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

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

"But I won't stay here with you anymore. I'd better go back and have a good sleep. I've been dragged to do a sparring exercise recently. I haven't even had the chance to have a good sleep."

Stark waved his hand and walked downstairs, his posture as free and easy as ever, and the feeling of depression and melancholy on his body disappeared without a trace.

“Ah~~”

Muyang Kimura waved his hand at Stark's back, and was still sitting there, holding the bottle of wine in his hand and drinking slowly. Although his eyes seemed to be looking at the full moon in the sky, you can find that Muyang Kimura's eyes were not at all focal at this time. It was obvious that he was not really watching the moon, and his thoughts had long been floating where he had floated.

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"That person during the day..."

Lying on his own bed, Ichigo Kurosaki was not sleepy at all, and his mind was tossing and turning. The figure of the woman he saw during the day was definitely not because he was in the sequel period and began to be interested in the woman's body, but because the woman's amazing appearance during the day and what she did could not let Kurosaki Ichigo Kurosaki let go.

Just as Kurosaki Ichigo's thoughts were flying in his heart, his expression suddenly moved and he looked at his window.

"This is..."

A black butterfly flew into his window lightly, and then in Kurosaki Ichigo's slightly panicked eyes, a woman in a black kimono swept into his room lightly.

"What? This guy..."

Looking at the familiar figure that appeared in front of him, Kurosaki Ichigo's mind could not help but think of everything he saw during the day.

The woman in black moved her hand and gently placed it on the knife around her waist. Recalling the scene she saw during the day, the woman waved her sword and slapped her with two pieces of a huge monster. Ichigo Kurosaki's heart suddenly felt a sense of panic, and his body retreated and leaned against the wall. Ichigo Kurosaki asked.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

“It’s very close…”

As if he hadn't heard Kurosaki Ichigo's words, the woman in a black kimono jumped off Kurosaki Ichigo's table and held one hand on the knife around his waist, with a serious expression.

"What's the one that's close, you idiot!!"

Seeing that the guy who didn't know the origin actually ignored him, and was muttering to him alone, Kurosaki Ichigo's head heated up, and the feeling of uneasiness about her was immediately suppressed. He walked forward and kicked her on the body, kicking her to the ground.

"Who is you guy? What are you doing sneakily here?"

Pointing at the person lying on the ground, Kurosaki Ichigo questioned dissatisfiedly.

"Can you see me? And you even kicked me?"

The woman lying on the ground turned her head and looked at Kurosaki Ichigo, looking disbelief, obviously feeling unbelievable about being seen and attacked by humans.

"I don't know what you're talking about? Of course I'll get you."

"You're the one you met on the street in the morning."

"You're just discovering it now."

"It's impossible for ordinary people to see me..."

The woman in black reached out and touched Kurosaki Ichigo with some confusion, and was very curious about this human being who could actually see herself and touch her.

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

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

Easily avoiding Ichigo Kurosaki's kick, the woman in black jumped up and stepped on Ichigo Kurosaki's head, and her body fell to the ground as if nothing had happened.

"You guy!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo, who was kicked to the ground, turned around and looked at the woman in black and said gritting her teeth.

"So let me tell you."

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

"I'm the god of death!"

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On the rooftop of Anding District, Muyang Kimura was still sitting there drinking slowly, looking at the moon without any focus, and wondering what was going on in his heart.

"What's wrong, I look worried?"

He draped a coat over Muyang Kimura. Suzuki Nan, who came up at some point, leaning against him and whispered, his tone looking very gentle.

"It's Nan."

Muyang Kimura came to his senses from his thoughts, glanced at Suzuki Nan who was sitting beside him, shouted softly, then picked up the bottle in his hand and took another sip.

"Is there anything upset?"

Seeing Muyang Kimura drinking with a bottle, Suzuki Nan asked in a low voice, her tone as gentle as ever.

"You can also feel what's going on now."

"Um"

A soft response was heard. Suzuki Nan looked in one direction, and there were several spiritual pressures there, and one of them was Kurosaki Ichigo who often came here during this period. There were two other spiritual pressures beside him, one of which was the spiritual pressure of the God of Death, and the other was Xu.

"Are you worried about Kurosaki Ichigo?"

Suzuki Nan asked strangely, "See what Kurosaki Ichigo said. Don't worry, Kisuke will handle it."

Muyang Kimura shook his head gently. He had no concern about the matter of Ichigo Kurosaki. His current reaction is not so much a strange feeling about the "Death" comic that was about to begin in his previous life.

The scenes I saw on the screen before will be released in front of me. Even if I am not just a person watching, I will also play an important role in the plot well-known in my previous life. This strange feeling is indescribable and cannot be expressed and shared with others. I can only feel my strange mood in my heart alone.

Seeing Muyang Kimura shook her head and said nothing, Suzuki Nan didn't ask any more questions. As a smart woman, she knew that at this time, it would be enough to stay quietly aside. Moreover, isn't it what she has always been looking forward to to accompany Muyang Kimura like this?

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"Puff~~"

A bunch of blood spurted out in front of Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes. Looking at the woman in black who was blocking her face and bitten by the monster named "Xu", a strange feeling arose in Kurosaki's heart.

Why did this guy who calls himself the God of Death stand in front of her so desperately? Why could she make such a sacrifice for herself, who doesn't even know her name?

At this moment, Ichigo Kurosaki felt a strange feeling about this woman who called herself the God of Death, and for the first time he had an inexplicable feeling about the profession of the God of Death.

He struggled to force the void back, and the woman in black fell to the ground powerlessly.

"grim Reaper!"

Kurosaki Ichigo shouted in dismay.

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

He struggled to climb under a telephone pole and sat with his back against the telephone pole. The black-clad Death God asked Kurosaki Ichigo, "Do you want to save your family?"

"Barring nonsense, what's the solution?"
Chapter completed!