The young Grim Reaper, as Toushiro's childhood friend, was clearly immature, indeed... some kind of escapist....
She ate each peach like a hamster, her mouth puffed up... making Aizen snap back to reality, unable to resist ruffling her hair, answering ambiguously: "Yes~ What am I pondering?"
'Why is my heart in chaos again?'
Gin was right... The man tilted his head to gaze at the depths of the Soul Court, where the First Division's headquarters are, his deep gaze whispering in his mind: "It's all because of you... Captain-Commander!"
"A person like you, with over two thousand years of wisdom and prestige, why suddenly daydream? Why suddenly become distracted?"
"Or perhaps there's something, some affair, drawing your attention unbeknownst to me, or...."
Aizen's eyes suddenly narrowed, "Or perhaps... there's someone?!"
"Crunch~" Another peach entered Hinamori Momo's belly,
The little girl felt the warmth from above her head, shyly stuffed a peach into Aizen's hand, and stammered: "Cap... Captain, you eat too."
Aizen: "Alright."
He took the peach and bit it lightly; crisp, sweet,
His thoughts drifted far, yet weren't pulled back by the delightful peach, but hovered outside like the spiritual power wind enveloping the entire Soul Court, fixedly poised at the First Division's headquarters.
Unable to return for a long time.....
"Whoosh~" The wind blew, out of the Soul Court, the clear sky stretched endlessly,
Blowing into the Demon Slayer World, the night engulfed in darkness.
Midnight.
Demon Slayer World.
An elder and a young one stood against the moonlight, high in the sky, without the support of Nen Light, the two immediately turned into two insignificant black dots in the sky, vanished from the view of everyone in the Demon Slayer World....
"The... the sun is gone... the great Sun God has returned to his divine kingdom. May you bless my child/my wife/my father/mother, with health and prosperity....."
"And me,"
"And me too,"
"Me as well,"
"Praise be Amitabha Buddha, praise the sun...."
Worship, prayers, devotion like the masses, still continuously providing the Power Of Faith, accompanied by a notification sound, echoed in Roy's ears.
Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni, holding Ryūjin Jakka, casually glanced down, Spiritual Pressure accompanied the breeze to spread across the land, immediately noticing... men and women, young and old, all living humans... alive who are worshiping the boy, to whom they express gratitude....
So, can this be called "Mirror Flower, Water Moon?"
Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni tilted his head and solemnly regarded the boy: "People's eyes are sharp, faithful worship is real, the soul's tremor is visible, thus,"
"Boy, do not treat my aging as an excuse for... old eyes to deceive....."
Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni's white beard was meticulously braided into a twist, nearly touching the ground.
His old eyes took a casual glance, not angry yet imposing... He silently watched Roy, holding a cane that concealed Ryūjin Jakka.
Roy surveyed a panel undisturbed,
[Panel notification: [Power Of Faith] +0.0001 +0.0001 +0.002.......]
[Current [Power Of Faith]: 578]
And continued climbing rapidly upward at lightning speed....
His mouth curved into a slight arc, an easy release of hands, subsequently, his fiery red long hair hanging down, drifting to his nose.
"Captain-Commander is joking,"
"With your breadth of experience and knowledge, how could someone young dare to deceive you," the boy shrugged: "Previously, I merely did something small for them, nothing much...."
Following the original development of Demon Slayer, even without his intervention, in the next two or three years, with Tanjiro joining the Demon Slayer Corps, they would be able to defeat Muzan, eliminate evil ghosts, and restore a peaceful night to the world.
"No, small or large, isn't for you to decide," Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni's weathered face, silently recounting the past, his gaze flowing from his eyes, gliding over faces, whether belonging to Kyojuro Rengoku, Ubuyashiki Kagaya, Gyomei Himejima, or each ordinary person prostrating on the ground, murmured: "It's up to them."
Roy was speechless,
He no longer refuted,
Accepting calmly, with gratitude.....
"This is what I hope for," the boy with flaming red hair on his back, the moon behind him, gazing down at the earth, expressed thusly: "Hope to bring them even a sliver of hope, that would be enough."
Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni nodded in agreement: "It seems, here is like the Current World, experienced... pain."
The Current World has Hollows... with fallen souls unwilling to perish, opening [Black Chamber] to wreak havoc upon humanity,
While Demon Slayer has demons, rampaging in the night, preying on humans,
Yet, those were past... events dissipated like clouds, not worth mentioning.
Roy retracted his thoughts, turned to glance at Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni, his gaze concentrated on the cane in his hand... with all things to ash with Ryūjin Jakka's fire, it had to be viewed.
"It's called Ryūjin Jakka." Noticing Roy's gaze, Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni gently lifted the cane, smoothing its surface as if caressing a lover, said hoarsely.
Roy's gaze followed his fingertips' motion, took a deep breath and said: "I know."
Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni's white brows lifted slightly: "I didn't know you knew."
Roy: "I know you didn't know I knew."
Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni: "....."
Visibly,
His forehead tightened, suddenly revealing a cross-shaped blue vein, just like the long cross-shaped scar traversing his face, extremely fierce!
The old man looked dangerous: "Boy! In two thousand years, you're the first to dare talk to me like this!"
"What about others?"
"All are dead!"
Lived for two thousand years, fought for two thousand years, the Captain-Commander forged through battles, indeed named rightly.
Roy fell silent,
The boy faced Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni directly, felt the explosive volcanic-like power contained in his withered form, frankly stated: "If I said, it wasn't intentional, would you believe it?"
"Being here, belief or disbelief, doesn't matter," Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni's white beard swayed with the wind, calmly stated: "Draw your sword... a sword imbued with the heat of the sun shouldn't be concealed, but gallantly shining everywhere."
"Boom!" Suddenly, a domineering, scorching, unreasonable Spiritual Pressure tore through the darkness, shattered the moonlight, whistling forth towards Roy.
"Rustling...." Wood chips flew... Ryūjin Jakka hidden in the cane saw the moonlight, suddenly revealed its form, immediately grasped by Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni, the blade pointed directly at Roy's face,
Along with Spiritual Pressure,
In a moment making Roy's senses fall straight into Inferno, his breathing... became urgent!
Draw your sword! Draw your sword! Draw your sword!
"As the Captain-Commander requested, therefore as I wished!"
A sudden "sword cry"!
"Chime!"
The blazing sun soared,
[Solar Eclipse] trembled, materialized by Roy, turning red in a second, igniting in two, roaring flames in three,
Along with Roy opening all Acupoints, a roaring explosion with Ren resisted Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni's Spiritual Pressure impact,
At midnight,
Suddenly emerged around!
The night sky was once again illuminated, only... this time, in the sky above, no longer one sun, but... two!
One based on "sense," one relying on "spiritual pressure,"
Instantly making the moon behind them both dim!
"Whoosh~" Just after Roy absorbed the last of the spider lilies, voluntarily withdrawing his sense, restoring the night, then rising from the ground, returning to normal life, men and women, young and old, either covering themselves to sleep again, or putting on clothes preparing morning chores, or donning coats, tucking in children, suddenly,
As a beam of intense light spilled through the windows!
People were stunned,
Scurrying out of their homes, looking up at the sky,
Everyone, one by one,
Was momentarily dumbfounded, instantly confused!
"Two... two suns?!"