[Gallagher smiled lightly and casually: "I was just sharing a personal opinion. What, did I hit a sore spot?"]
[Sunday said coldly: "Mr. Gallagher, my patience is limited. Passive resistance—will only make me more suspicious that you are connected to the real culprit."]
["Rogue, hoodlum, drunkard, hooligan... I've heard far too much of this garbage talk, but I never expected that one day I would actually be treated as an accomplice to a murderous demon. I take back what I said earlier: your problem is not that you are too suspicious. You are a madman, understand? A madman."]
["You—the Family—broke this old dog's spine, pulled out its fangs, and now you start accusing me of murder? Bastards. Only idiots who have drunk too much SoulGlad would lose their minds over a stray dog on the street."]
["Just what is it that makes you keep spouting this nonsense here? Rather than me, you should be more concerned about those foreign guests who are currently making a huge ruckus in the Dreamscape Theme Park."]
[Sunday: "I don't need you to remind me. The moment that envoy stepped out the door of the mansion, I understood what he wanted to do. My 'servants' saw everything. His little magic trick did deceive me, but it doesn't matter. I am very happy to see the current situation."]
["Do you think why I let him go, and why I specifically cleared the stage of that Dreamscape Theme Park?" Sunday's tone gradually grew low and gritted through his teeth, "…Because my target has been you from beginning to end, you hunting dog. The bigger the disturbance he causes, the more opportunity I have to make you and your true master (the Watchmaker) pay blood for blood."]
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Bleach.
"Was this also within Sunday's calculations?"
Inside Urahara Shop, Urahara Kisuke continuously waved the folding fan in his hand. A trace of surprise flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes: "My my, it seems Sunday is also trying to muddy the waters of Penacony. How strange… Does muddying this pool of water benefit him?"
"His position may be problematic… He is not completely standing on the Dreammaster's side."
Yoruichi sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking at Sunday's back on the celestial screen: "Do you still remember the question he asked Aventurine back then? ...[Do you love your family more than yourself]. We may have all misjudged him. Just like Aventurine, he is someone who regards family as more important than his own life. His sister is extremely important in his heart. Finding the one who killed his sister is more important than the imminent Charmony Festival."
Saying this, Yoruichi again smiled bitterly and spread her hands: "To be honest, at first I thought he was the type of cold, ruthless power machine?"
"For someone with such strong desire for control, it is normal to pursue greater power. But what is abnormal is... has he underestimated the threat from the Company too much? The Company is an existence that can pry apart the entire [Family]. On what basis would he be 'happy' to see Aventurine smoothly carry out his plan, and kindly clear the stage for him?"
Speaking to this point, Yoruichi also sensed something strange. From the meaning in Sunday's words, it was as if he and Aventurine were on the same side, both fearing that Penacony would not fall into chaos.
Urahara Kisuke pursed his lips. Under the brim of his hat, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He inexplicably developed a feeling—this guy seemed a bit similar to Aizen? That appearance of always being composed and having everything under control was like the younger him.
But if it were Aizen... then at this moment he must still be hiding some kind of trump card, or a more secret, unknown plan.
Just what kind of scheme would allow him to disregard the threat brought by the Company?
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["If I really were the culprit, why would you need to be so evasive? Ha, I forgot—you also have a difficult master to serve. They told you not to bother with any damn murder case and to focus on that Charmony Festival..."]
[Gallagher crossed his arms and said word by word: "…Isn't that right, 'gentle elder brother'?"]
[Sunday smiled lightly: "…It seems your disguise has already helped you thoroughly understand every detail of the Family."]
["Disguise? Which of your eyes saw that I am a fake person? Open your eyes wide and take a good look, halo-wearer—"]
[Sunday did not argue with him. He only said lightly and to himself: "Indeed, every part of you is real. Brown hair, soft and curly like Benny's; orange pupils that make me reminisce about Sir Whitaker's gaze; that strange scar—it is Woolsey's medal..."]
["And the gray vest, the necktie, the hound medal, the water flask, the mixology skills, the identity of a security officer… they are all real—"]
["—Coming from fifty-two loyal 'Family members'."]
[Sunday raised his head and looked at the magnificent stained-glass window above: "When they converge in one place, countless tiny truths weave into a lie—you plucked a strand of cognition from each person, claimed them as your own, and in the dreamscape 'fabricated' a complete [Gallagher]..."]
["…Am I right? Claw of [Enigmata]?"]
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Zenless Zone Zero.
"???"
"Enigmata? What is Enigmata? Has this Aeon appeared before?"
"There's still a master? This Aeon sounds as powerful as Nihility!"
The disciples inside Suibian Temple immediately began discussing among themselves. Sunday's statement was undoubtedly a bombshell. No one had expected that besides [Nihility], there were actually forces of other Aeons mixed in.
Yi Xuan lowered her brows in thought: "Mm… I remember [Enigmata] was mentioned during the Swarm Disaster, but He did not make many moves, nor did He participate in the battle against the Aeon of [Propagation]. It is as mysterious as [Nihility]. Could Gallagher's appearance be caused by the power of the Path of Enigmata?"
She still did not know what forces Enigmata possessed, but being able to fabricate a person alive within the dreamscape showed that the power of the Path of Enigmata was extremely bizarre.
"Master, Master!"
Ju Fufu tilted her head beside her, blinking her eyes with a face full of confusion: "Does Mr. Gallagher not have a physical body in the Dreamscape Hotel?"
"Mm." Yi Xuan nodded. "Fufu, you can compare Mr. Gallagher to a... ghost. But he is not formed from the soul of a deceased person. Rather, through the power of the Aeon of [Enigmata], he absorbed portions of the cognition and identity of fifty-two Family members within the dreamscape and combined them into a ghost. As a ghost, of course he has no physical body in reality."
"Ohhh!" Ju Fufu's tiger ears immediately stood up excitedly. "After absorbing so many people, then Mr. Gallagher must be very strong, right?!"
"Mm... Fufu, whether he is strong or not is still inconclusive for now. However, his existence will certainly make this young man Sunday extremely angry." Yi Xuan chuckled. "I wonder whether his [Harmony] shackles can take effect on a 'ghost'?"
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