Chapter 804 797. ‘There are no lies’

"Of course it can talk. There's a gangster kidnapped from nearby stuffed inside that 'Mr. Pork' doll!"

Faced with Kurosaki Ichigo's question, Riluka answered confidently.

"Kidnapping!? You just said kidnapping, right!?" Kurosaki Ichigo was speechless after hearing this.

"It's so noisy, stop talking nonsense, all you need to do now is to knock it down!" Riluka was completely unreasonable.

"Damn it, Mr. Pork is not cute at all! Why do you like this kind of thing?" Kurosaki Ichigo faced the doll in front of him again with some embarrassment. The difference in size made him completely confused about what to do.

To defeat the opponent, you can only keep retreating.

"Boy, stand still and don't run away!" 'Mr. Pork' said slightly angrily, "I... If I don't kill you within fifteen minutes... I won't be able to lift the magic, and I will be trapped in this weird place for the rest of my life.

In the dollhouse!"

"What the hell! You actually threaten people!"

The more Kurosaki Ichigo listened, the more he became ashamed.

He originally thought this girl was quite cute, but now he looked at it again...she was a complete 'witch'!

"What is intimidation? This is just necessary encouragement!" Riluka replied angrily, and then looked at 'Mr. Pork' with a gloomy look, "You just said... what is a 'weird dollhouse'?"

"I'm sorry!!" 'Mr. Pork' was so frightened by that terrifying look that he trembled all over and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Okay. So... that's it! The explanation is over!" Riluka said as she picked up the lid of the dollhouse and prepared to leave Kurosaki Ichigo inside alone and ignore her. "Call me when you're done. Come on~

"

"Hey, hey, hey! Wait...wait!"

Looking at the lid of the box that was gradually closing, Kurosaki Ichigo felt ashamed.

"Okay, let's have some snacks."

Riluka, who was outside, completely ignored this and happily prepared to enter the leisurely afternoon tea time.

"Kiryu!"

She shouted to her companion, "I want to drink hot milk tea! The kind made by Henri Charpentier!"

"Is it okay..." Others on the side looked at the box that made noise from time to time and felt ashamed, and asked Ginjo Kūgo.

"Who knows..." Ginjo Kūgo was completely unsure about this.

In the final analysis, this matter itself completely depends on fate.

If Ichigo Kurosaki, who is currently being chased by dolls, knew that these guys were so unreliable, he would have to kill them alive.

"You bastard! Stop running around! Let me kill you!" 'Mr. Pork' roared angrily and kept chasing. However, because he was stuffed in a doll and had difficulty moving, his movements were always half slower than Kurosaki Ichigo's.

shoot.

"Damn it...who wants to be killed by you standing?"

Ichigo Kurosaki kept complaining and fled in confusion in this small toy house.

This damn woman didn't give him any useful hints.

Under the current situation, just running away will definitely not solve the problem. The space here is limited and you will be caught sooner or later.

We have to find a way...

Kurosaki Ichigo concentrated on his thoughts.

That woman seemed to have said just now...'Fushenjutsu' is the power of 'love'? Try your best to channel the power of the items you love deeply...

Really?

The casual look he had when he saw Ginjo Kūgo changing the form of the necklace didn't look like he was deeply in love with that necklace at all!

To be honest, it should just be a common item that you carry with you for your "love".

By the way, this guy seems to have mentioned it before even when he completed the art... Even an ordinary kitchen knife will become easier to use once you get used to it.

Thinking of this... Kurosaki Ichigo seems to have some understanding of what kind of power the 'Fushen Jutsu' is.

'Love' is just a concrete adjective to describe feelings, just like a commonly used thing will produce 'feelings' after being used for a long time.

It seems that the abilities of Sadatari and Inoue are also the so-called 'Fushen Technique', and when they awakened their power...it seemed to be accompanied by an explosion of strong 'emotions'. From this point of view, the so-called 'Fushen Technique' seems to be a kind of

With the help of the power of 'heart' exerted by the media?

Kurosaki Ichigo kept thinking while running away: "My heart, my feelings... what I want to do... the medium that suits me..."

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Time passes minute by minute.

Riluka was sitting on the sofa eating the afternoon tea prepared by Kiryu Zazawa, but her eyes wandered towards the dollhouse from time to time, as if she was a little uneasy about Ichigo Kurosaki who was inside.

"If you're so worried, why don't you go help him?" Jackie Tristan leaned on the sofa and looked at the hesitant Riluka speechlessly, and suggested.

"Who...who cares about him!?" Riluka suddenly became flustered when her thoughts were exposed, "If he dies at this level, it means that he is just a guy of this level! Not at all.

It’s worthy of my concern! Hahahaha!”

"Ah? Really?" Jackie Tristan curled her thick lips and rolled her eyes with a look of disbelief, "But... Riluka..."

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, and continued to remind: "Is it okay? That doll... is equipped with a 'timer', right? Soon... the 'fifteen minutes' will pass, isn't it?"

"..."

Hearing this, Riluka's face became serious, but she still seemed to have no intention of helping Kurosaki Ichigo.

Click.

At this moment, the bar door was opened.

"I'm back."

Chado Taihu walked in carrying lunch boxes for everyone.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Sadatari." Kiryu Tatsuzawa said hello with a smile at the bar.

"Hmm..." Chadata Taihu responded lightly. Soon, when he entered the room, he found a strange box on the table and asked, "What is that box?"

"It's Riluka's 'Dollhouse'. She is finishing the training of the genjutsu for Kurosaki Ichigo." Jackie Tristan replied calmly.

"What!?"

Hearing this, Chado Taihu's face became surprised, "What a mess! Have you already started asking him to do this kind of thing!?"

"What's going on?" Riluka curled her lips slightly upon hearing this, "Of course the sooner this kind of thing is done, the better! Are you not satisfied with my arrangement?"

"..."

Chatata Taihu did not answer, but quickly stepped forward and opened the lid of the box.

"Ah!" Seeing his behavior, Riluka thought he was going to ruin the practice and shouted anxiously, "Hey! Chado! What do you want to do!? That box..."

"Ichigo! Agency certificate!"

Surprisingly, Sadatora didn't seem to want to stop him, but just wanted to give Kurosaki Ichigo some advice.

"You may have other things that you always carry with you, but if you want to obtain the combat-type Perfection Technique, the only thing that can serve as a medium is the Agency Certificate!"

"Chadu?"

In the dollhouse, Kurosaki Ichigo raised his head in surprise, "What a coincidence, I just... thought of it!"

As he spoke, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he took out the 'Death Agent Certificate' he carried with him in his trouser pocket.

That's right, if his full expression technique is the power of his mind, then this item will definitely respond to him.

Because what he wants most at the moment is to restore the power of the 'God of Death' and fight to protect the people around him!

However, just when Kurosaki Ichigo took out his agency card and wondered how to use it, a strange mechanical sound came.

"time up."

"Fifteen minutes have passed."

"Conditions met."

"If you fail to learn the full manifestation technique in fifteen minutes, you will activate the 'violent mode'."

Kurosaki Ichigo turned his head in surprise.

The one making the sound is the Mr. Pork doll.

"Stop...stop...stop..."

At this moment, there was a voice full of fear coming out of Mr. Pork.

"What's this?"

Ichigo Kurosaki watched with cold sweat on his forehead as the doll reminder in front of him began to expand, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"Ahhhhhhhh-"

A shrill scream sounded from the doll, and the sound rushed out of the doll house and echoed throughout the bar room.
To be continued...