Chapter 336: Forced Execution!
Looking at the deeply bowing Ryūken, Satoru grinned.
"Is that so... But mere words aren't very convincing."
"If you want people to believe you, you'll need to show some sincerity."
Hearing this, Ryūken looked up in surprise at Satoru.
Sincerity? What kind of sincerity?
In just two seconds, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Ryūken frowned and tentatively suggested, "In my household, there's a maid who's quite beautiful and possesses decent Quincy talent. If you'd be willing, my lord..."
Looking at Ryūken, Satoru couldn't help but feel like he'd seen Komamura.
"Silence! What kind of person do you take Mikami Satoru for?!"
"As the esteemed captain-commander's disciple and Seireitei's most elegant swordsman, how could I possibly engage in such base behavior!"
Ryūken quickly bowed his head in apology.
Satoru remained silent for two seconds.
Before regretting it, he waved his hand:
"As an apology, go buy me Hokkaido milk ice cream right now. Two servings."
Ryūken was somewhat stunned.
What kind of punishment was this?
Seeing that Satoru didn't seem to be joking, he couldn't help but ask:
"Lord Mikami, about the Dangai matter...?"
"Hmm? The Dangai? Didn't you say it has nothing to do with you?"
"...You believe me just like that?"
"Mm, I can read minds and distinguish whether people are telling the truth."
Under Ryūken's astonished gaze, Satoru pointed at his own eyes and grinned.
Hearing this, Ryūken's heartbeat quickened for a few seconds.
Fortunately, he had never attempted to deceive Satoru before.
Otherwise, the Ishida family would have probably...
Thinking this, he felt both fearful and somewhat relieved.
Using Hirenkyaku, he brought back the milk ice cream for Satoru in the shortest time possible.
Just to be safe, he directly bought the ice cream machine with money, bringing back both the machine and the ice cream master, placing them on the first floor of the company. If Satoru wanted more after finishing, he could come down immediately to get it.
Eating the ice cream Ryūken brought back, Satoru showed a pleased expression.
"Ah, this is what makes life worth living!"
"..."
Ryūken remained silent.
He really wanted to comment that this sounded like some alcohol-loving old man, but he restrained himself.
While eating ice cream, Satoru suddenly seemed to remember something.
"By the way, where's Isshin? Isn't he with you?"
"That Shinigami..."
Ryūken slightly frowned and adjusted his glasses.
He didn't like Shiba Isshin.
Not because of his identity as a Shinigami.
Since aligning with Satoru, Ishida Ryūken had already resolved himself—he would never drown clinging to Quincy pride.
His primary aversion toward Shiba Isshin stemmed from the latter's character. Though he appeared honest and straightforward, his mind ran far deeper. In Satoru's words, he was an "old silver coin."
Ishida Ryūken wasn't afraid of such schemers, but he certainly didn't enjoy dealing with them. Thus, toward Shiba Isshin, he adopted a completely hands-off approach—providing food, shelter, and funds as needed, but avoiding all contact and deep conversation. As a result, he remained largely unaware of Shiba Isshin's activities in the human world.
Satoru found this somewhat regrettable.
After finishing his ice cream, Satoru stood up to leave. But just then, a strange fluctuation rippled through the air. He glanced toward its source before vanishing with a Flash Step.
Ishida Ryūken attempted to follow. Yet, after merely seconds of chasing Satoru's Flash Step trajectory, he lost all trace of the man. A complex emotion stirred within him. His father had once told him his talent was exceptional even within the Quincy Empire, enough to qualify as a Sternritter. But before Satoru, his so-called talent felt like child's play. Just how powerful was this man?
...
...
Whoosh!
Satoru materialized mid-air, gazing downward. Below lay Karakura Station, where crowds of pedestrians flowed like an unending stream. And among these ordinary people moved countless other entities—humanoid creatures draped in white robes, their features indistinct. From their heads protruded either red horns or abstract hat-like structures, making them difficult to classify.
Humans couldn't perceive these beings, nor could they interact with them. The two groups passed through each other like intersecting yet non-interfering phantoms.
Studying them, Satoru furrowed his brow. They felt familiar somehow, yet he couldn't place what they were. Judging by their Reiatsu fluctuations, these white monsters should be human souls, but upon closer inspection, there were subtle differences.
Crack!!
With a sound of splitting air, a figure appeared beside him.
"Lord Mikami."
The handsome, stoic man knelt on one knee in salute.
Satoru clicked his tongue upon seeing Ulquiorra kneeling nearby. Ulquiorra blinked, perplexed. Did Lord Mikami... disapprove of him? Had he committed some error? He lowered his head. "My apologies, Lord Mikami. I failed to greet you immediately upon your
She controlled it with great precision, the tornadoes only swept up those strange white souls without harming any passersby.
Under the tornado's cleansing sweep, it didn't take long before all the white souls on the ground completely dissipated.
After finishing this, the girl wiped non-existent sweat from her brow and revealed a cheerful smile.
"Woo-hoo, all done!"
Satoru gasped in surprise.
The moment he saw the girl's appearance, he suddenly realized her identity.
He had actually encountered a movie character.
This girl was undoubtedly the female protagonist from the movie "Memories of Nobody."
Back when he watched this movie, he had felt quite emotional for a while.
While realizing the girl's identity, Satoru also understood the origin of that mysterious spatial bubble in Dangai.
If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be some family that committed some crime in Soul Society and was exiled to Dangai.
Though they should have died in Dangai, they somehow managed to survive.
Not only that, this family had also mastered the ability to control wandering souls within the Dangai.
Using this power, they planned to draw the human world and Soul Society together, completely destroying Soul Society.
That expanding spatial bubble within the Dangai was undoubtedly their secret weapon.
Though he couldn't remember the specific details, the general plot should be like this.
Compared to the boring main storyline, what left a deeper impression on him was the girl's final self-sacrifice and subsequent disappearance.
Speaking of which, wasn't this plot supposed to happen after Ichigo's birth... Could it be that the time is almost here, but due to his butterfly effect, the characters appeared slightly later?
Satoru frowned slightly.
No... In Soul Society, Hinamori and the others had just enrolled in the academy.
Even if his arrival had an impact, it couldn't possibly affect their ages.
When he was studying at Shin'ō Academy, Hinamori and the others were already born. No matter how much his little butterfly flapped its wings, it couldn't possibly send them back into their mothers' wombs, right?
In that case, perhaps there were other reasons that caused these people to act earlier...
Ah, my head itches, feels like my brain is growing.
Such matters are better left for Sōsuke to think about.
At this thought, Satoru's eyes suddenly lit up.
Come to think of it, Ishida Ryūken seems to have a pretty good head on his shoulders too.
Maybe he should find a way to recruit him as part of his world-shaking wisdom?
He began to feel somewhat expectant.
Not far away, the girl holding her Zanpakutō also looked curiously at Satoru.
Those two guys have been standing there watching since just now, neither helping nor taking action. What are they trying to do?
Hmph, maybe I should go tease those two a bit.
After all, with my speed, ordinary people can't possibly keep up~
Just as the girl was about to move, she was surprised to discover that the Shinigami had suddenly vanished from her sight.
So fast!
She quickly looked around, trying to trace Satoru's movement.
Then, she heard a voice from above:
"Hoho, young maiden, looking for me?"
"!!"
The girl was startled and quickly jumped back.
Seeing Satoru's position, she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her eye.
This guy was actually hanging upside down in mid-air, almost head-to-head with her previous position.
Thinking about their previous posture made her feel somewhat creeped out.
"You scared me to death, you idiot!"Watching Satoru slowly swing his body in a large semicircle around his head as the pivot point to return upright, she couldn't help but complain."
Satoru slowly straightened his body like a clock hand.
Then he revealed an enigmatic smile:
"Lost young maiden, I am no fool."
"I am the god who has come to help you."
Hearing this, the girl couldn't help but laugh.
"God... Are you an idiot? Are you in elementary school?"
Satoru maintained a dignified divine appearance, raising his hand to point at the sky:
"It's normal for ignorant mortals to have such thoughts."
"But it's alright, the gods will forgive your ignorance."
"To show you the power of the gods, I shall tell you something."
"First, your name... is Akane, isn't it?"
Hearing Satoru's words, the girl's smile suddenly stopped.
She looked at him with surprise, seemingly unable to figure out how the guy before her had managed this.
Then, Satoru continued:
"You have many things you can't let go of, as a person you should... cough cough."
"Do you often feel like there are many memories mixed together in your mind, unable to distinguish which are real and which are false?"
This time, the girl was genuinely somewhat surprised.
Her eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.
And Satoru continued:
"You have no past, inexplicably arrived here, and when you try to recall your past, you find you can't remember anything that happened recently?"
"You... how do you..."
The girl slightly opened her mouth, wearing an expression as if she had seen a monster.
Satoru chuckled lightly.
"I told you, I am the great deity. Nothing in this world can escape my sight."
As he spoke, he pointed toward Ulquiorra not far away.
"See that person? Once, he was just as lost as you."
"Since becoming my follower, his life has become increasingly fulfilling, and now he can even manage his own bathroom needs."
"?"
Shizuku blinked.
What connection was there between being lost and being unable to take care of oneself?
Ulquiorra took a deep breath.
Although the distance was somewhat far, with his abilities, he could naturally hear clearly what Satoru had said.
He felt like he'd been screwed over by Komamura.
Shizuku raised her head and looked at the face of the man standing before her.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard a loud shout from the distance:
"Big brother!! Big brother!!"
"I'm here! Big brother! Are you alright!!"
Shizuku turned her head and saw a man wearing a Shinigami Uniform and a white Captain's Haori running frantically toward them.
Seeing this person, she was first somewhat puzzled.
Then, as if suddenly understanding something, her eyes widened:
"That guy is a Shinigami... and a captain at that!"
"You're also a Shinigami!"
"Damn it, you actually lied to me, saying you were some kind of deity... You only knew my name because you saw my mission records in the Living World!"
As she spoke, she showed a wary expression, swiftly stepping back and creating considerable distance between them.
At that moment, Shiba Isshin had already rushed over.
Looking at Shizuku who was like a frightened small animal, then at Satoru, he scratched his head in confusion.
"Big brother Mikami, what is this?"
Satoru quietly looked at him.
Then, to the former's shocked gaze, he threw a punch.
Shiba Isshin didn't even have time to scream before his entire body shot backward, disappearing into the sky in an instant, leaving only a trail of white shockwave circles.
Ulquiorra: "..."
Why were there always fools who couldn't remember the principle of speaking less?
Retracting his fist, Satoru shook his neck and looked at Shizuku.
"Young maiden, I didn't lie to you."
"I am a Shinigami, and Shinigami are also gods. Saying I am the great deity is naturally not wrong."
"Hmph, shameless!"
The girl stuck out her tongue at Satoru.
Looking at the girl before him, Satoru decided to be gentler and make his request in a more tactful way.
He adjusted his collar and said with a serious expression:
"I'd like to study your body. Would you be willing to cooperate?"
"?"
Shizuku's eyes widened, showing an expression as if she had seen a ghost.
What kind of dangerous statement was this guy making?
She instinctively protected her chest:
"No way! Don't even think about it!"
Hearing this, Satoru nodded.
"I see, so the negotiations have broken down?"
"Then there's no other way."
He grinned, revealing a cheerful smile like that of a demon.
Under Shizuku's astonished gaze, Satoru raised his hand, tore off his upper garment, and casually tossed it aside.
"Next up, enforcement by force!!"