"Forget it. It’s not a threat for now. You two did well—I’ll give you a proper reward once we’re back."
Masatsuki Aozaki glanced again at the small orb lying on the ground in the distance.
From the memories that had resurfaced, he recalled that as long as the Gikongan wasn’t destroyed, these Reigai could keep coming back—as long as the materials were there, they were essentially immortal.
Of course, the Gikongan itself wasn’t especially strong.
The problem was, the two had focused only on destroying the physical body, unaware of the Reigai’s true core. That’s why this pill-like object had been left behind.
"If you run into a similar situation next time, make sure to destroy that thing."
Masatsuki chuckled softly. The others followed his gaze and saw the small sphere glowing faintly, its subtle light radiating an ominous sense of mystery and danger.
They all felt it—this tiny thing was like a ticking time bomb. If left alone, it could cause even bigger problems down the line.
Masatsuki stared at the orb, thinking to himself:
"These Reigai may not be particularly powerful, but their souls and Reiatsu resemble the originals far too closely. They’re bound to be trouble."
With that in mind, Masatsuki resolved, as Captain-Commander, to organize a training session on Reigai once they returned to Soul Society. The goal: to help the team understand their traits and weaknesses more thoroughly. At the very least, his people needed to be alert—better that than being fooled while handing over their wallets.
The next moment, a tiny Cero shot from Masatsuki’s fingertip, instantly disintegrating the Gikongan.
...
The Ishida family had practiced medicine for generations, and in the present day, they had used their resources to open a large hospital.
After running a thorough examination of Masaki Kurosaki’s body with specialized equipment, the group of six parted ways at the hospital.
Masatsuki Aozaki returned to the mansion with Bambietta, Candice, and Masaki Kurosaki.
This time, they didn’t even get questioned by the police.
After all, with Masatsuki Aozaki backing them, the Quincy’s influence in the World of the Living had become vastly different from what it once was.
Seven years had passed—maybe they didn’t rule the entire world yet, but taking over Karakura Town, or even all of Japan, was well within reach.
Even if the noise from the battle couldn’t be hidden, it was likely the police would be silenced by higher-ups before they even responded.
...
Back at the mansion where the three women lived, no one seemed the least bit affected by the Reigai incident.
True to his word, Masatsuki Aozaki prepared a grand feast for Masaki Kurosaki.
Her eyes sparkled with excitement at the dazzling array of dishes on the table. Without hesitation, she picked up her chopsticks and dove in.
Seeing this, Bambietta and Candice quickly joined her, unwilling to be left behind in the culinary celebration.
The room filled with laughter and cheerful conversation as they enjoyed the meal.
Having lived with Masatsuki for years, the women were more than just familiar with each other—there were no more walls, no more hesitation between them.
Their bond now was as close as real sisters—intimate and inseparable.
And to be fair, Masaki Kurosaki was just too easy to like.
Even Bambietta and Candice—both notoriously difficult to deal with—got along with her surprisingly well.
The energy they gave off was intense.
Even in something as simple as sharing a meal, Masatsuki found himself narrowing his eyes slightly, feeling that presence.
Their love for food hadn’t changed at all.
And that love? He had nurtured it himself.
No exaggeration—those three stomachs had been trained into his shape.
Over the years, he’d poured effort into mastering the culinary arts, spoiling their palates with his impeccable cooking. To the point that even Masaki sometimes complained about it.
After all, Masatsuki didn’t stay in the World of the Living every day. He still had to travel back and forth between Soul Society and Hueco Mundo—with families waiting for him in both worlds!
"Masatsuki Nii-san, I’m full. Can we talk about the other thing now?"
Masaki Kurosaki looked unusually excited, her voice muffled by the food still in her mouth, which only made her sound even cuter.
But her tone carried an unmistakable resolve—she wasn’t going to let this go until she got what she wanted.
Masatsuki Aozaki, who’d weathered countless ups and downs across the Three Worlds, instantly picked up on the urgency behind her words.
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