The comprehensive journey of Ichigo's "sister"

Chapter 8 Kurosaki Masaki

Leaving aside what happened in the mirror, anyway, when Yang Ming stepped out of the mirror again, his body shrunk back to what he looked like when he was four years old, wearing a women's kimono, and fell right in front of a beautiful blonde woman.

And this woman's name is... Kurosaki Masaki, Kurosaki Ichigo's mother, and holding her hand is the child of the Kurosaki family, Kurosaki Youko.

At this moment, it was raining, Masaki was holding an umbrella in one hand, and was holding a wanderer in a raincoat with the other hand. Seeing Yangming shrunk down on the ground, he immediately walked over.

"Allah, whose child is this? Why did it fall here on a rainy day?"

Masaki let go of Yuko's hand, carefully hugged Yangming into his arms, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the rain on his face, and was surprised to find that the child's face was somewhat similar to his own little daughter's!

But even though they are similar, this child seems to have something more than Youzi, so the difference can be seen at a glance.

The difference...maybe it's her temperament, although "she" is still in a coma.

You Zi also came over curiously, blinking his big eyes at this "Miss Sister" who looked a bit like him.

"Mom, if I wear a kimono, will I be as beautiful as this young lady?"

Yuko leaned close to Masaki's ear and asked expectantly, because this "little sister" is so beautiful, just like those dolls in the store!

"Ah, of course, our wanderer is a beautiful little princess."

Masaki said softly, in exchange for Yuko's shy and joyful smile.

At this time, Masaki felt the child in her arms move, she lowered her head, and met a pair of eyes that were still somewhat misty.

The big eyes are full of clarity except for mist, like a piece of transparent crystal, allowing people to see to the end at a glance.

Such a cute child, why is he wearing a gorgeous kimono on this heavy rainy day and falling to the side of the road?

"What's your name, child?"

Masaki asked the child in her arms softly, as if she was afraid that "her" would be frightened if she made a loud noise, so no one would be willing to hurt the child like a doll, right?

"Also, where are your parents? Where is your home? Why are you here alone at this time?"

After asking several questions in a row, Masaki felt that the parents of the child should be very anxious, so she thought about sending "her" back.

"Yangming, my name is Yangming."

The moment he stepped into that mirror, Taidao Hualu no longer existed, so Yangming still reported the name. Although it was only used for three short years, it was a very meaningful name.

"Yangming? It's a very boyish name!"

Masaki said in surprise, I really can't imagine how such a cute girl could have such a boyish name?

"I was originally a man, Auntie."

Although he still didn't have much strength, Yangming still had to emphasize this point, and at the same time secretly hated that Murasame who had a bad taste.

If it hadn't emphasized that it had to be in this way to conclude a contract with itself, how could it have become so small?And how could he put on the women's clothing that made him hate it so much that he was mistaken for a woman again?

Perhaps sensing Yangming's thoughts, he moved his right arm. If he hadn't stopped him, something inside would have jumped out.

"Is it a boy?"

Masaki was astonished, and it took a lot of effort to hold back her clothes to determine the true and false desires, and Yoko noticed this point with a black line.

"However, Yangming's hobbies are really strange. He actually likes to wear women's clothes!"

After being surprised, Masaki laughed again, then as if remembering something, she took out two photos from her bag and handed them to Yang Ming:

"I have a good friend who wore women's clothes like you when I was a child. Isn't she as cute as you? But when he grows up, he becomes very bad."

Looking at the two photos in front of him and seeing clearly who is on them, Yang Ming would have jumped up in surprise if he hadn't been so weak.

If that girl in a lace skirt with an ugly face is really the young man standing side by side with Masaki in the other photo, then he is——

Long Xian, the person in the photo turned out to be Ishida Uryu's father, Ishida Ryuxian!I never imagined that the man who was indifferent even to his son would end up like himself!

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Although aware of Yangming's surprise, Masaki obviously misunderstood the reason for his surprise, and smiled happily:

"The contrast is really big, isn't it? I hid this picture of Xiaolong wearing women's clothing when he was a child. If Xiaolong finds out, he will definitely destroy his body!"

"Little Dragon?"

Yangming repeated it subconsciously, but he sighed in his heart, what does this woman carry in her bag every day!Rather than letting Longxian know, shouldn't he be worried about Yixin?

If Uncle Yixin knew that his beloved wife carried a photo of another man with him every day, would he be drowned in jealousy?

"Ishida Ryustring, my good friend."

Masaki didn't know why, but she was squatting on the ground in this rainy day, hugging an unidentified child and chatting like this. If it wasn't for the wanderer who pulled the corner of her clothes and reminded her that it would be too late to pick up her brother, Masaki really just kept forgetting about it.

"Sorry sorry, mom forgot the time."

Masaki first apologized to her daughter, and then said to Yang Ming again:

"Now tell auntie where you live. Auntie will pick up your son first, and then send you home, okay?"

Masaki looked at Yang Ming with an apologetic expression:

"Because my aunt's son will cry pitifully if he doesn't see his aunt when the time comes."

"whee……"

Hearing her mother say that her brother is a crybaby, You Zi laughed immediately, because her brother really liked her mother, and would cry when he couldn't see her for a while, he didn't look like a primary school student who was already in the first grade.

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"My house... is gone."

When mentioning home, Yangming's eyes suddenly dimmed.

That's right, from the moment I stepped into this world, I no longer have a home, whether it belongs to Yangming's parents, or to Taidaohua Grandpa Lu...all of them are not here.

"what……"

Apparently he didn't expect to get such an answer. Masaki was shocked and didn't know what to say. After a while, he asked hesitantly:

"What about the parents? They..."

Thinking of some possibility, Masaki couldn't continue her questioning.

"They are not in this world. Here, I am the only one."

Looking up at the sky covered by dark clouds, there seemed to be another figure in front of Yang Ming's eyes, not belonging to his parents, but the one who sacrificed his life for himself...

"Fourteen Lang..."