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I'm Gilmie.
Under the orders of the Wandenreich, we—the Hueco Mundo hunting unit led by Sternritter Cherokee—were dispatched to this world for the sole purpose of exterminating all heretical Quincy.
But...
That guy isn't human.
"Damn brat, you really killed Leo…"
Looking at his fallen comrade, the white-cloaked Sternritter—Gilmie—couldn't suppress the curses boiling in his throat.
This shouldn't be happening.
The script shouldn't be like this.
It was just a routine purge mission in the Human World.
How did it turn into a nightmare?
"Why're you backing away?"
"Wasn't your mission to kill or capture me?"
"If so, shouldn't you be charging forward?"
At that, Gilmie's pupils shrank, eyes darting downward.
Without realizing it, he'd stepped back? When?
"You can kill me if you want."
"I already accepted that fate the moment I made my choice."
"But…"
"You shouldn't have targeted the people I care about."
The reishi-forged blade slashed forward.
A single flash of sparks. Then silence.
Then—
Gilmie's body shot backward, tearing through the terrain for hundreds of meters before crashing into the rubble.
Just one clash, and he—a pure-blood Quincy enhanced by Blut Arterie—was utterly overpowered by a mongrel?
His right arm convulsed violently.
The sheer force of the impact shredded muscles and fractured bones.
All from one strike.
Now, he understood why Leo's Blut Vene had collapsed instantly.
That hybrid Quincy's raw strength was monstrous.
But soon, the numbness faded.
As his Blut Vene cycled, his arm began to knit itself back together.
Wiping blood from his brow, Gilmie hissed between clenched teeth, "Shit…"
It defied logic.
A pure-blood Quincy should easily crush a half-blood in every measurable way.
Yet the opposite was unfolding.
"This is unacceptable…"
"A pure-blood losing to a mongrel?"
"Are you fucking with me?!"
The red reishi veins pulsed violently—Blut Vene pushed to its limits.
Clenching his fists, Gilmie felt the reishi armor thicken. His confidence surged.
A hybrid like that kid—strong in Reiryoku, sure—but lacking defensive techniques like Blut would be glass once hit.
That must be it.
His skin was paper, even if his Reiatsu was tough.
Driven by that reasoning, Gilmie surged forward with renewed fury.
But—
He was cut down again.
"A goddamn half-blood… How is this possible?"
The smoke cleared.
Gilmie lay sprawled in a growing pool of crimson. A massive wound split him nearly in two.
Even with Blut Vene at maximum output, he couldn't take a single slash from that mongrel.
The searing reishi trails burned like fire—then flickered out.
His consciousness was slipping.
The dust began to settle on his broken body.
Before fading into black, Gilmie barely made out a voice.
"Living… isn't so bad, is it?"
The reishi blade dissolved—vanished into the air.
Kanbaru lowered his hand from his chest, gaze unshaken.
The fusion with the Hōgyoku had progressed.
Not much. But it was noticeable.
"Kanbaru…"
"…Weren't they still Quincy like us?"
Kurosaki Masaki approached. Her eyes were wide with confusion.
"'Our people?'"
"They never saw us that way. They came here to erase us."
As she leaned against his shoulder, Kanbaru gently stroked her hair.
To Yhwach…
This world's Quincy—those not chosen by Auswählen—were nothing but cattle. Expendable.
Without value, there is no right to exist.
And Kanbaru was just a half-blood.
Once Yhwach fully awakened…
Even Sternritter—pure-blood elites—would lose all worth.
"Hey…"
"Don't mess up my hair again."
After a pause—
Masaki gave a mock punch to his chest. Her tone feigned annoyance, but her soft gaze said otherwise.
"You look good with long hair, you know."
Kanbaru gently combed her hair with his fingers, voice casual.
"Really?"
Masaki's cheeks warmed. She seemed genuinely pleased, lost in thought.
"But twin tails would suit you too."
"???"
Masaki blinked and tilted her head.
What's with that logic?
"You go back first—I've got unfinished business."
Kanbaru smoothed her orange bangs with a faint smile.
"You're going after the rest of them?"
Masaki's voice trembled. She knew his answer already.
"Yeah. Since they've arrived…"
"It's only polite to return the favor as the host."
Kanbaru's smile didn't reach his eyes.
"Then… be careful."
"If it gets too dangerous—call me."
She tiptoed up, voice barely a whisper.
She wouldn't stop him.
Kanbaru nodded and turned toward Gilmie's corpse.
> [Yingtai isn't a girl—so why squat to pee?]
> [There's a reason to squat. Liang-ge, don't overthink it. The huts in the village didn't have seats—if you didn't squat, you'd end up kicking piss everywhere. I… never dared go standing.]
> [Sorry, been reading history books lately.]
> [You see? Those dumbass Sternritter Cherokee sent thought you were just background NPCs—and they got flattened.]
> [There's a Gate left behind by their world-hopping tech. Looks like it leads somewhere spicy. Sure you don't wanna peek?]
Somewhere spicy?
Let me guess—Hueco Mundo.
A place crackling with thunder and death.
This blade's not done drinking blood yet.
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