(For convenience, Yekawa's Soul Society clone will hereafter be called Ito Makoto)
Ito Makoto took out his identification plaque and followed its directions toward the residence assigned to him by Soul Society.
He had only taken a few steps when a timid voice sounded behind him.
"Um excuse me are you also going to the residence."
Ito Makoto turned around and saw a short, very thin girl wearing a floral kimono.
He remembered seeing her in the same line earlier. He had not expected her to be assigned to District 57 as well.
"Hello my name is Iwasaki Eri. I… I can't read maps. Could you take me with you."
The more she spoke, the redder her face became and the softer her voice grew until it was barely audible.
"So she has no sense of direction."
Ito Makoto rubbed his forehead.
"Alright you can come with me."
…
Ito Makoto led Iwasaki Eri toward the residence. Along the way she talked nonstop, jumping from topic to topic, and the two gradually became familiar.
"Makoto kun you don't remember anything from your life before either."
"Of course not. When souls enter Soul Society, they lose their memories."
This was partly true. When Ito Makoto first entered Soul Society, he had indeed lost his memories for a short time. His main body in Hueco Mundo later awakened him through their soul connection.
He soon realized the girl talked a lot, but this was his first time talking with humans since transmigrating, so he did not mind.
Suddenly, the identification plaque in his hand glowed, showing they had reached their residence.
Rows of small wooden houses stood ahead. Ito Makoto and Iwasaki Eri walked forward and knocked.
An old woman shorter than one point four meters, with heavy geisha makeup, opened the door.
"Two more newcomers today. Those people in Seireitei never stop bothering this old woman. And they don't even raise my rent."
She complained, but when she saw Ito Makoto, her face flushed.
"What a handsome young man. This old woman feels young again."
"Come in quickly."
Her attitude changed instantly. Iwasaki Eri followed quietly, lips twitching.
"My name is San Hana. Call me San Hana baba. Seireitei pays your rent for three years. After that you pay it yourselves."
She looked at Ito Makoto again.
"But if it's this young man, he can stay as long as he wants."
Ito Makoto swallowed. Iwasaki Eri had black lines all over her face.
San Hana baba led them into a large room, placed two cushions down, and told them to sit.
Iwasaki Eri knelt naturally. Ito Makoto hesitated, then copied her.
He was not used to it.
He took the tea San Hana baba poured and drank it in one gulp.
"Ah."
This was the first human food he had tasted since transmigrating.
Warm tea spread through his throat. He almost cried.
In Hueco Mundo, he had lived like a beast.
"Roar."
A familiar roar suddenly entered his ears.
"Crash."
A pale giant claw tore through the roof, reaching for them.
Before it could grab them, Ito Makoto used Shunpo, carrying both of them away.
He placed them safely outside.
Then he leapt onto the roof and deliberately ran slowly to lure the Hollow away.
When no one was around, he flashed in front of the skeletal Giant Hollow and punched its mask.
Though he could not use Cero or Sonido now, his Adjuchas-level spiritual pressure made his fists terrifying.
One punch shattered the mask and sent the Hollow flying.
He followed up.
Bang Bang Bang.
Dozens of punches rained down.
With an unwilling roar, the Giant Hollow turned into dust.
A tiny blue particle floated. Ito Makoto caught it.
"What is this."
His perception suddenly detected more strange spiritual pressures.
"There are more."
He put away the particle and used Shunpo again.
Soon he reached an area filled with haystacks.
Several Giant Hollows were rampaging, devouring Rukongai residents.
Ito Makoto frowned.
These Hollows had not come from Hueco Mundo. Otherwise, he would have sensed the distortion.
There was only one possibility. Someone had created them.
One name appeared in his mind.
Aizen Sosuke.
Ito Makoto stopped.
He did not want to get involved. He was not strong enough to enter Aizen's sight yet.
If these were Aizen's experiments, he was surely watching.
This was a Shinigami problem. As long as he was not in danger, he would not interfere.
Soon, a squad of Shinigami arrived and fought the Hollows, struggling.
Then a dark skinned Shinigami with curly hair and goggles arrived with Shunpo.