Yamamoto Zhuo once thought that she would be so groggy for the rest of her life.
At least as a fat person and an arrogant fat person, she always felt unspeakably inferior in her heart. She only thought about how to prevent others from hurting her, and never even thought that she had the ability to hurt others.
Until——
"Hey. Today, we are going to kill one of our own." She tilted her head and looked at her Zanpakutō for a while, then said softly.
Everything happened so fast, she didn't even have time to look back.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
Ten years.
Fifty years.
One hundred years.
After so many years, she still clearly remembers the red cherry tree planted in the innermost part of the first team's building.
In her memory, this was much more beautiful than the cherry blossoms in Kuchiki's yard.
Swaying, swaying.
Light and shadow cover the sky and the earth.
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