nagpurpolice Chapter 124: Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid Prizes
Chapter 124: Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid Prizes
Chapter 124 - Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid PrizesThe pale sands of Hueco Mundo stretched endlessly—bleached white and desolate. To Higashi Shuuichi, it all felt familiar... yet distant.
Ever since he'd begun working for the Kasumiōji family—and Kaname Tōsen had taken over his former position—he hadn't visited Hueco Mundo much. Maybe a few fleeting trips to Las Noches to consult Szayelaporro about re
Three slashes.
Unohana's blade carved the metallic snow into dust.
"Gotcha, Shinigami!"
Tiruti cackled. "Wing Sever—Detonate!"
The shredded feathers exploded into a storm of new blades.
"No matter how many pieces you chop them into—I control them all!"
"You Soul Reapers never learn!"
Unohana stood silent as the feather blades enveloped her.
Then Tiruti turned to Shuuichi, who stood still.
"You're next, handsome!"
Shuuichi only gave her a long, cold stare.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.
You really thought Unohana was going to fall for that?
The truth was simple.
Tiruti had just been watching a fight where he had needed Bankai—and Unohana hadn't even Shikai'd.
And she thought she stood a chance?
Shuuichi could only think:
"Tiruti... you just chose death."
Before she could attack again, her body froze.
A chill ran through her. Her muscles locked. Liquid ran down her legs.
She felt it: the pressure of death itself.
And she saw it—corpses piled high, oceans of blood.
At the center stood a woman.
"Tiruti!!"
Dolodoni screamed, finally arriving.
But it was too late.
Unohana sliced down.
One clean stroke—Tiruti split in two. Her Hollow core shattered.
The battle?
Over.
She came in loud.
She left in silence.
"Another one?" Unohana murmured, her eyes locking onto Dolodoni.
Death incarnate. He could barely breathe.
He knew he couldn't win. Not against that.
There was only one option.
"Reaper... enemy of my enemy is a friend! Let's team up!"
He looked desperately at Shuuichi, even using honorifics.
"...Sorry. What?"
Shuuichi tilted his head, feigning confusion.
"She's our comm—"
"Hadō #90: Kurohitsugi."
The black coffin consumed Dolodoni before he could finish.
Shuuichi was ready to finish the fool off—
—but then, in the sky above, a beam of light.
The distinctive pattern of a Senkaimon.
He looked up.
Kyōraku Shunsui had arrived. Alongside the new 3rd Division Captain, Ichimaru Gin, and Kenpachi Zaraki of the 11th.
"I knew opening a Garganta in Soul Society would be a damn headache," Shuuichi muttered, rubbing his temples.
From below, he watched those three white-clad figures descend.
Yeah.
This was going to get messy.