If I don't have a sword in my hand, I can't protect you. I can't hold you tight if I keep holding the sword.
The above is the emotion expressed by Haruka Shimizu who traveled to the Shinigami and experienced Aizen's battle in this world, but unfortunately died.
At this time, she was sitting on the sofa wearing her school uniform with the word "Hidemori" printed on the chest, wiping her Zanpakutō.
"Life is like a big thing, a lot of things, a lot of things. It's unpredictable. You think so, Tongzi."
"…"
"I forgot, Tongzi failed the mission and was wiped out. Hey, my dear baby Zanpakuto Star Flame, don't you think?"
"Buzz" it! No! Yes! Precious! Precious!
"Angry? Stingy." As he said that, Qingshui Haruka wiped the bright and sharp blade of the Zanpakuto in his hand with a special towel and then put it back into its sheath.
"Hey, it's the first day in Namimori Town after a new time travel! You can't be late for school~"
Yes, she, Qingshui Haruka. Wear it again!
Will you wear it again?
Heehee, why would she wear it again if the system was broken? In such a peaceful and happy life, she wants to start taking care of herself!
Intention: Always burn yourself once in life, and this journey will not be in vain