"A dark light? It must've been a shadow. How could I have been so wrong, thinking that guy was glowing?"
Gin Ichimaru looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky and narrowed his eyes.
"There's no such thing as a dark sun..."
He clenched his fists.
Masatsuki was right.
Going with him would be pointless.
With his current strength, he wasn't qualified to help.
But staying behind? That was something he could do.
Unlike Masatsuki, Rangiku wasn't as sharp when it came to things outside of him. She wasn't stupid, but her thoughts were always fixated on Masatsuki, leaving little room for anything else.
Someone had to stay and watch over her.
...
A few moments later, Masatsuki arrived alone in the northern part of the forest.
The terrain stretched into rolling mountains, thick with lush greenery. Birds sang in the trees, the scent of flowers drifted through the air—it was a peaceful place. A fitting location for a final rest.
Ensuring no one had noticed his movements, he pressed two fingers to the ground.
His Reiatsu pulsed outward in an invisible ripple.
"Found you."
A faint light appeared in his vision, marking a location deep within the dense forest.
Detection-Type Kidō.
A technique Yoruichi had taught him.
Raising his fingers, he could clearly sense the lingering trace of his own faint Reiatsu.
With the direction confirmed, he rose to his feet.
This was a risky move, no doubt. But Masatsuki wasn't the reckless type.
He hadn't survived the cutthroat streets of Rukongai, let alone become the dominant force in District 1, through sheer strength alone.
Without intelligence, he would've been outmaneuvered and killed countless times by now.
Before entering the World of the Living, he had confirmed with the instructors that the only ones sent to guard Asaka Tsunayashiro were students from the Academy.
A group of students who had never even experienced real combat.
Which meant that, despite their Reiatsu and techniques, against him...
They wouldn't stand a chance.
That was all he needed to know.
With that thought, Masatsuki stepped forward.
A pulse of Reiatsu expanded beneath his feet.
In an instant, his spiritual energy gathered at his soles, forming an invisible platform that allowed him to stand in midair.
This was a technique rarely executed in Soul Society—gathering Reiatsu at one's feet to create a foothold for flight.
In the World of the Living, where Reishi density was lower, it wasn't difficult.
But in Soul Society, where Reishi was far too concentrated, such a feat was nearly impossible.
The next second, Masatsuki stepped forward and ascended into the sky, vanishing into the clouds.
...
At the same time...
In the dense northern forest of the Konsō internship site, four elegantly dressed figures sat atop a large boulder, the sunlight filtering through the green leaves, casting shifting shadows over them.
"What's with this damn weather? The sun is so irritating."
Asaka Tsunayashiro raised a hand to shield her eyes, squinting in annoyance at the bright sky.
Sunlight streamed through the trees, illuminating the ground and grass with a golden glow, painting the lush forest in dazzling light.
What should have been a scene brimming with life only made Asaka feel irritated.
"Lady Asaka! The only escorts assigned for this internship are twelve students from Rukongai." f.r(e)e\webn.ovel.co\m
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