Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Death Is No Regret

Kūgo Ginjō narrowed his eyes, thoughts racing.

It had been a long time since he first met Masatsuki Aozaki—so long that most ordinary humans would have already lived and died in that span. As the years passed, he had seen less and less of Masatsuki in action, and his understanding of that power had grown increasingly vague.

It was precisely that ignorance that had bred his misplaced courage—courage to defy Masatsuki Aozaki now.

But what truly caught him off guard was that even Masatsuki’s subordinates possessed such overwhelming strength. If that was the case... how strong was Masatsuki Aozaki now?

...Should he consider surrendering?

If Masatsuki was also a first-class Spiritual Power, and had this woman’s support, then he might really be done for.

But no—it was too late for that.

He knew all too well that once that cold-hearted man learned of his betrayal, there would be no forgiveness.

If that’s how it is, then he’d have to strike first—to weaken their side, or... find a way to strengthen his own.

"Book of the End!"

At that moment, Shūkurō Tsukishima seemed to sense his thoughts.

Without hesitation, he poured his Reiatsu into the bookmark of the book in his hands.

In an instant, a katana with a chain dangling from the hilt appeared.

This was his Fullbring—Book of the End!

Tsukishima had been adopted by Kūgo Ginjō at a young age. Under his guidance, he had learned how to use Fullbring and hone his combat skills. To him, Ginjō wasn’t just a father figure—he was the most important and trusted person in his life.

And so, no matter what, he had to be someone of value to Kūgo-sama!

Without hesitation, Tsukishima gripped the katana and swung it down at Harribel with all his might.

But in the next instant, searing pain shot through his wrist, as if the bones inside were being crushed.

His expression twisted in shock. He looked down—only to see a slender, pale hand gripping his wrist in an iron vice.

The strength in that hand was overwhelming. It felt like his wrist could be shattered at any moment.

"Being able to insert yourself into someone’s past and rewrite their memories... what a disgusting ability."

Nelliel’s eyes were cold, her voice laced with contempt.

Her glare was razor-sharp, as if it could cut through Tsukishima’s very soul.

"Ah...!"

Tsukishima groaned, struggling to break free, but no matter how he resisted, that hand clamped down like a steel trap, leaving him completely immobile.

"Damn it...!"

His eyes widened, veins bulging across his forehead as he glared at Nelliel, gritting his teeth.

"To so easily steal another’s bonds without any cost—that’s despicable. You’re nothing but a disgrace who deserves death."

Nelliel’s voice dripped with scorn and fury. Her expression grew colder by the second.

She knew full well how dangerous Tsukishima’s ability was to her. If she let her guard down and got struck even once, the consequences would be disastrous.

To her, past and future were equally sacred—essential parts of who she was.

There was no way she’d allow her past to be tainted by filth like him.

"But no matter how dangerous your ability is—if it doesn’t land, it’s useless, isn’t it?"

Nelliel sneered.

There was a sharp glint in her eyes. She had already seen through his intentions.

The current situation reminded her of the time when Master Yamamoto fought Yhwach (Royd).

There had been a clear gap in Reiatsu and overall strength.

Yet the weaker side—just like Tsukishima now—still had the power to threaten someone far stronger.

One mistake, and she could fall into his trap.

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