Shinigami's Full Level Becomes a God

"Why do I feel a special Reiatsu in this boy?"

Matsumoto Rangiku meditated in a low voice, his mind preoccupied with reminiscing about the previous encounter with Tōshirō. She doesn't understand why a boy with an ordinary appearance has a majestic Reiatsu, and this Reiatsu is not inferior to a senior official.

"There seems to be a sense of frost in this Reiatsu?!"

A light flashed in Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes, and she decided to follow Tōshirō's trail to find out. Although Tōshirō had left long ago, this speed was almost negligible in front of a vice-captain.

Shunpo!

With a sound of swiping, Matsumoto Rangiku's figure disappeared instantly.

On the other side, on the way back home, Hitsugaya Tōshirō was panting and running fast. Although there was only a brief contact, Tōshirō was able to tell that it was a Shinigami just from the black death costume!

Why would a Shinigami come to you on purpose? That's suspicious!

With this in mind, Tōshirō ran faster. He hopes to get rid of any disputes and return home to accompany his grandma with peace of mind.

Unfortunately, Matsumoto Rangiku doesn't think so!

Fortunately, Hitsugaya Tōshirō returned home safely. When he opened the door, Nai stood up to greet him.

Grandma asked kindly, "Tōshirō, have you gone to the street?"

Hitsugaya Tōshirō nodded: "That's right, I went to buy sweet natto for grandma."

"You are so good, after Taozi left, you are the only one who is willing to take care of me every step of the way.

After receiving the sweet natto from Tōshirō, the grandmother returned to the house with a smile. And Tōshirō returned to the house in shock.

For some reason, he always felt that his grandmother's body became weaker, and her face looked pale, as if she had been attacked by frost.

"Why is my grandmother's body getting worse day by day, does this really have something to do with me~°?"

Tōshirō was lying on the bed and meditating in doubt. He always felt that the root of everything happened to him. It was precisely because of the mysterious Reiatsu in his body that he attracted discrimination from outsiders.

Time passed slowly, and gradually, a sense of exhaustion came from the body, Tōshirō closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, he came to a strange dreamland!

Dream, a weird dream, a dream about the ice field.

In the dream, it felt like ice was all around, the weather was frosty, and the air-conditioning was coming.

On the ice field, Tōshirō stood alone. He looked around in a daze, but found that there was no one there. Under the shining sun, his lonely figure was left on the ice field.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

Tōshirō felt lost, feeling hesitant. He didn't understand why this strange scene appeared repeatedly in his dreams. What surprised him even more was that even though the surrounding temperature was extremely low, he didn't feel cold at all, as if the surface of his body was covered with an invisible warm current.

The mysterious Reiatsu that was originally suppressed in his body continued to overflow like a riot. This kind of creepy cold unexpectedly merged with his temperament.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from a distance, shaking the entire space.

Tōshirō vaguely saw this bright light not far away, and this bright light was the source of freezing for the entire space.

"Anyway, I'll go and have a look."

Tōshirō clenched his fists, determined to see what happened. When he stepped forward without hesitation, he felt that his body became extraordinarily light, as if he was destined to find the light source.

In a trance, Tōshirō seemed to hear pale cries.

"Come on, boy"

"I am your Zanpakutō, my name is...Call me by name!"

Although Tōshirō could faintly hear the cry, he couldn't make out the name in it.

The dream came to an abrupt end when Tōshirō was about to get close to the light!

"what"

At some point, Tōshirō regained consciousness. Perhaps he was frightened in the dream, and he instinctively let out a muffled groan. Even after waking up, he still clearly recalled the fragments of the dream in his mind.

"Hey, what's going on?!"

Tōshirō scratched his head in doubt, feeling very troubled by this strange dream. However, he was still unable to find a solution.

Suddenly, a figure appeared outside the window, accompanied by a sound like a silver bell.

`Little ghost, your body is really weird!'

Tōshirō tilted his head, his expression changed slightly. He suddenly discovered that the figure turned out to be Matsumoto Rangiku whom he met during the day.

Tōshirō shouted in surprise, "It's you again, Shinigami! What do you want?"

Matsumoto Rangiku smiled slightly, and his figure appeared in the room in a flash. She said to Tōshirō solemnly: "Little devil" I think you are very aware of your situation. That strong Reiatsu is not a grandson who appeared for no reason."

"What did you say?!"

Hitsugaya Tōshirō frowned slightly, as if looking for a way to unravel the confusion.

Matsumoto Rangiku said in a deep voice, "You should be a Shinigami!"

Tōshirō shook his head sadly. At this moment, he thought of his elderly (Li's Hao) and sick grandmother, and felt a sense of reluctance in his heart. He said firmly: "I'm sorry, I refuse!"

Hearing Tōshirō's choice, Matsumoto Rangiku sighed helplessly. She jerked Tōshirō by the sleeves and led him roughly to the door of her grandmother's room.

Matsumoto Rangiku opened the door, pointed to the grandma who was lying flat on the ground and said, "Did you see? Why is her body getting worse day by day? It's because of your Reiatsu erosion."

If it continues, she will most likely be killed by you, brat!"

"No...impossible!"

Tōshirō's pupils contracted suddenly, and his heart turned into a turbulent sea. Although he didn't want to believe this cruel reality, he saw with his own eyes the grandmother who was curling up under the blanket.

Apparently, it was his Reiatsu that made Grandma's condition worse by the day!.