Spoiler: Vol.4 Translation
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Soul Society is shaken by the attack of a mysterious Arrancar----
The person who appears at the Research and Development Institute is----
Amongst the researchers there was no one who could’ve predicted "this" beforehand.
Though perhaps the Institute’s president, Kurotsuchi Mayuri, could have predicted "it" if he had closely examined "it".
But Mayuri was currently absent because of a trial and to the ones who didn’t know what "this" was there was no reason to closely examine the change of reiatsu in the air.
"It" was floating in Soul Society’s airspace --- Far thinner than the silk thread of a silkworm: an invisible thread of Negación. No one in the Institute knew of its existence and it proceeded to stretch out and crawl into the institution.
As if watching the tendrils of a morning glory grow at high speed, the thread of Negación stretched out further and further, staying glued to the walls.
But when it entered a room filled with countless computer units and hastily working researchers, the thread stopped moving.
And then ----
"Oh, for the love of--, what’s up with these Arrancars!? They don’t seem to be taking along weak Hollows and all of their movements are out of control!"
In contrast to Hiyosu and his shouts of frustration, Akon muttered calmly as he looked at the footage that was sent in.
"It really looks like a meeting of little brats."
"Oooh, there are some cute girls too! I wonder if we can capture a few of them alive..."
Niko, eyes shining behind his glasses, muttered inappropriate comments but his hands slid over the keyboard at a high speed as he processed the incoming data.
The other members also analysed the data with their hands and eyes while letting their mouths move fluently.
"Speaking of female Arrancars, what happened to that weird Hollow in Karakura Town? This group of Arrancars also came via Karakura Town. Is there any connection?"
"Kurumadani is tenacious when it comes to reports, isn’t he? It hasn’t been settled yet. The President got interested and tried to send Nemu-san over there to investigate but then he got called to court.."
Akon scolded the members for having such conversations.
"That’s enough pointless talk. In this situation the trial will be dropped anyway. Hurry up and collect all the data before the President comes ba---!?"
At that moment a chill ran down Akon’s spine and his words got stuck in his throat.
They noticed it.
Somewhere in this observation room an ominous reiatsu was welling up.
Then, the member with the lowest reiatsu sensory skills started shouting while looking at his monitor.
"!? That's impossible...! A large hollow reading somewhere inside Seireitei! Ah.... It's an Arrancar! Its location... is...."
His entire body froze as he shouted. At the exact moment he finished double-checking the information on his monitor, he felt the sensation that filled the entire room.
"Wha... Its location... I-It’s inside this.... room."
The members all broke into a cold sweat and no one in the room made a single move.
But from a desk at the back of the room came the sound of someone steadily typing away at a keyboard.
None of the members were typing. After all, that desk was the President’s desk. There was no member so suicidal as to dare use the President’s computer. And of course the reiatsu pouring out from there was completely different from the President’s reiatsu.
When the members, Akon first, slowly looked towards the desk---
A final pang rang through the room as the typing stopped and the man who was suddenly sitting behind the desk opened his mouth with a small smile.
"Oh my.... The man who killed me is this place’s President?"
Staring at the data on the monitor the male Arrancar with a glasses-shaped mask spoke to the members in a voice that made his intelligence apparent.
"H-hey, he..."
"He’s the specimen that was kept in the back of the warehouse, preserved in fluid....?"
Specimen.
The moment he heard that single word, the Arrancar narrowed his eyes and suddenly started yelling with an ever so small smile lingering on his lips.
"Specimen....Ha! I became a specimen! Though it’s true I lost for the moment, that is simply a disgrace beyond all imagination! Be it as a corpse, my body actually ended up on the observed side!"
---- This is bad.
Akon pondered to himself as he watched the unstable-looking Arrancar.
---- That specimen and this guy are the same person.... If I assume he’s "something" that at least possesses the same powers...
---- He... was one of the Espada, wasn’t he?
{ Sz... }
Nearly at the same time that Akon and the others remembered the name written on the specimen’s label, the Arrancar slowly rose from his seat.
"How about you show me that "specimen" right now? After all, it’s extremely rare to get a chance to observe my own corpse. Well, I don’t clearly remember the moment when I died in the Living World."