Shinigami: Beat Toshiro, Rangiku Is Numb

In Mao Prison, Matsumoto Rangiku felt extremely heavy.

Today, it was the smell that he was officially imprisoned.

The stairs leading to the underground prison seemed to have no end. Rangiku was escorted by covert and mobile members, slowly going down, step after step.

At this moment, even she couldn't help but regret her impulse.

Rangiku's mind Chūnin couldn't help but think that if it happened again, she...she...

well! !

If it were to happen again, what would you choose? ?

Rangiku doesn’t know, but there is a high probability that he will make the same choice as before! !

In this irrational world, irrational things happen. Isn’t this natural?

This all seemed very reasonable, but she, Matsumoto Rangiku, got irrationally angry.

When did you become like this?

Well!

But she won't regret it.

Squeak...

At this moment, with the sound of the door opening, the stealthy man stopped and said, "This is your cell."

Recovering from the memories, Matsumoto Rangiku took a look,

How could we reach the fourth underground floor so quickly? ?

Matsumoto Rangiku tried hard to recall the introduction he had seen about the Mao Underground Prison.

The Zhenyang Underground Prison is the largest prison in Soul Society and the most heavily guarded prison. All people who have committed the most heinous crimes are imprisoned.

Matsumoto Rangiku never dreamed that one day he would be imprisoned here.

The fourth underground floor of the Zhenyang Underground Prison is called Guren.

While recalling these contents, Matsumoto Rangiku stepped into the open cell.

Prison life begins today.

I just don’t know if I can see the end of the day.

However, what she didn't expect was that these secretly maneuvering people actually left without even closing the door.

"Hey! Close the door for me!" Matsumoto Rangiku shouted.

But unfortunately, no one responded.

At this point, although Rangiku was confused, he was too lazy to think about it. He walked to the bed and sighed.

"Do you want to stay in a place like this for ten thousand years? It's such a desperate time. I don't have the confidence to survive until I'm released from prison."

Bang! !

The next moment, Matsumoto Rangiku fell directly on the bed, staring blankly above, like a salted fish that had lost its target.

Now all she could do was lie like this.

Gu Gu Gu Gu...

At this moment, Rangiku's stomach suddenly made a protest sound,

Only then did she remember that she hadn't eaten since the bad thing happened in Minggu.

"Really, if I had known I would come back after eating something."

Matsumoto Rangiku complained.

In Calling Valley, there is a luxurious feast reserved for nobles.

"Here are the dried persimmons I brought back from this world. Do you want to eat them?"

Such a nostalgic sound.

That guy Shi Xian always said the same thing back then.

Thinking of this, Matsumoto Rangiku suddenly blinked, as if he had thought of something.

The next moment, she seemed to have changed from a salted fish to a carp. She sat up straight and the turbulent waves almost jumped out of her collar.

"Tokisen?!"

Matsumoto Rangiku was so surprised that he lost his voice.

In her line of sight, Tsunayashiro Tokigen stood quietly by the bed. The pure white captain Haori Kaze automatically wore a death tyrant suit with a white belt and two Zanpakutō hanging on the left side.

Although I haven't seen him for only a few days, it feels like more than ten years have passed since I last saw Matsumoto Rangiku.

She had so much to say and so many questions to ask.

Tsunayashiro Tokigen smiled softly, handed over the dried persimmons bought from the living world, and asked: "Rangiku, do you want to eat it?"

"OK!"

There are too many words and too many questions, and they come out as just these two words.

The next moment, Matsumoto Rangiku raised his hands, shook the wooden shackles and said: "But it's not convenient for me now, so you should feed me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her mouth wide, like a little hamster waiting for food.

"Really, there's nothing we can do against you."

Tsunayashiro Tokigen shook his head slightly, handed the dried persimmon to Rangiku's mouth, and said:

"Although this incident is a bit more serious, you did the right thing. I'll treat it as a holiday and stay here for a month."

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Rangiku discovered the blind spot and didn't care about what to eat. He immediately said with surprise on his face: "Didn't I sentence you to Ten Thousand Years?"

"Ah! Ten Thousand Years is true, but with the Tsunayashiro family's network, if you are serious about finding connections, you can get a reduced sentence."

Tsunayashiro Tokistring said casually: "I'm not sure how far it can be reduced, but the longest it will be is a month."

“This garbage Soul Society is going to end!!”

Rather than admiring Tsunayashiro Tokihira's magical powers, Matsumoto Rangiku wanted to curse Central 46.

As the highest authority and judicial body of Soul Society, it is so bad.

This kind of thing has completely exceeded her lower limit.

Although this kind of behind-the-scenes operation was beneficial to her, Rangiku was still very angry.

According to her character, she would rather be sentenced according to fair and strict legal procedures. Even if the law is unreasonable, she admits it, but she is not willing to get away with it.

In this way, wouldn't the laws of Seireitei become a toy in the hands of those nobles?

Tsunayashiro Tokistring was not as angry as she was.

Having lived in a noble family since childhood, he was used to seeing this kind of thing.

"This is the nature of the world. You should pay more attention in the future. I will not stop you from doing this kind of thing, but you should pay attention to your own safety."

Snapped! !

At this moment, Tsunayashiro Tokigen struck out with his sword, directly smashing the wooden shackles into pieces.

"Can I not wear this thing?" Matsumoto Rangiku was slightly surprised.

Tsunayashiro Tokizuru nodded slightly: "It doesn't matter, as long as Rangiku you stay here quietly."

"Well, I understand."

"Room 46 only gave me twenty minutes to visit the prison. It will be here soon. Here are these dried persimmons for you. You can eat them slowly."

After saying that, Tsunayashiro Tokizuru turned around and left slowly.

On the back of his feather fabric, there is a big "cross" printed on it.

About ten minutes later, Tsunayashiro Tokihira stepped out of the door of Mao's underground prison, his expression returned to its normal state.

"How was your conversation with her?" The words came from the shadow not far away.

Shi Xian chuckled and said lightly: "Thank you, Great Elder, I owe you a favor this time."

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