After the video ended, a file-like docunt was projected onto the screen.
#1013 INFORMATION
First Na: Maki
Last Na: N/A
Middle Na: N/A
Age: N/A
Birthplace: N/A
Birthdate: N/A
Address: Mustafu, Japan, 23rd Street, Georgias Condo, VIP Unit
Parents/Guardian: Nemuri Kayama
Connection: N/A
Hotown: N/A
Province: N/A
Ethnicity: N/A
First Language: N/A
Race: N/A
Blood Type: Unclassified
Height: 2.3
Weight: 301 lbs
Authority: N/A
They all stared at his almost completely blank information.
Then Aizawa looked at Nezu. "With this information, why was he allowed to participate in this examination?"
Nezu adjusted himself calmly. "As you all know, we conducted a background check on everyone who would take part in this examination. I did not receive any information about his abilities, but his background is clear. When he was found, Nemuri was the one who adopted him. And here is the other information we managed to uncover."
The projector flashed again.
Socials:
Hero-net: Da-fallen
Yotobe: Da-fallen
"That's everything we found. He has never once stepped out of his condo. Never once. And just looking at this, you can tell he's isolating himself. No outside contacts."
"Then why is he here?" All Might asked.
"Well… I asked him to enroll," Nemuri said quietly. "And I could tell he didn't really want to take this examination."
"So you're telling us," Mabui said slowly, "that this person, this unknown man, was basically forced to apply here? And if he hadn't participated, we would never have known a being like him existed?"
"Yes," Nezu replied. "That would be the case."
"I can't believe it," Present Mic muttered. "The best man I thought I knew was this monster all along. He can use a Quirk that seems to store or materialize things, and he can even use C-chakra at the sa ti. What the hell is going on here?" He punched the table.
No one answered.
Aizawa, Present Mic, Nezu, and All Might were deep in thought. This wasn't simple. Two authorities alone would already be beyond reason. This shattered everything they thought they understood about the system.
Then another voice cut through the silence.
"And if you're thinking it's over… sorry to say, but things are just getting more unbelievable," Gion said.
All Might suddenly stiffened. His eyes widened as he stood up. "There's no way… that pressure earlier… are you telling it was also him? That was spiritual pressure. There's no wa—"
"It was him," Unohana said calmly. "And it wasn't just any spiritual pressure."
Nezu looked at her. "What do you an?"
Unohana closed her eyes and spoke softly.
"Maki is an Arrancar."
Dhuuuuuuuuuuuuum.
The revelation felt like announcing that Endeavor was gay.
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
The room went silent. Even their breathing felt too loud.
"A-are you sure about that, Unohana?" Nezu asked.
She simply nodded.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAT IN THE WOOOOORLD IS HAPPENING HEREEEEE?!" Present Mic scread.
Aizawa closed his eyes and pulled his white scarf higher.
All Might gave up trying to process anything at all.
None of them could believe this was real. They waited for soone to say it was a prank.
This was beyond unrealistic. That ant he possessed three authorities at once.
And he was a male Arrancar.
"FUCKING SHIT!" Present Mic shouted.
Every single one of them understood how valuable Maki was.
And most of all—
Because he was a man.
While they were drowning in turmoil, they failed to notice what was happening to Shakuyaku.
Her pale face was heating up, turning from white to the color of a tomato. Her hands trembled violently, sweat rolling down her skin.
Gion was the first to notice.
"Hey… what's wrong, Shakuyaku?" She rushed toward her.
But sothing was happening inside Shakuyaku. Sothing bad. She felt weak. Helpless. Like a sickness spreading through her veins.
Gion held her. "Hey, Shakuyaku, what's wrong?"
All thoughts of Maki vanished when they heard the panic in Gion's voice. They turned and saw that Shakuyaku looked genuinely ill.
And this was bad.
Shakuyaku was a Kuja. If sothing happened to her here—
"Check her. What's wrong?" Mabui said sharply.
Nemuri and i quickly moved to her side.
The mont they touched her, they flinched.
She was burning.
The room plunged back into chaos.
Unohana stared at Shakuyaku and slowly shook her head. She whispered, "This is getting out of hand. You only saw him in a video… and you're already like this."
Everyone heard her.
Nezu looked at Unohana. "What do you an?"
"Let her rest first," Unohana replied calmly. "We'll wait and see if she regains her composure… or if it worsens. If she recovers, that's good. But if it gets worse…"
She took a sip of her coffee.
"She will die."
Everyone stared at her, stunned at how casually she said it.
"Will she really die?" Mabui asked, eyes locked on Unohana.
"Well… she knows what she must do to survive."
Without hesitation, Gion lifted Shakuyaku's weak body and carried her to the long sofa in the corner of the room. She gently laid her down.
The heat inside Shakuyaku kept rising.
She couldn't believe it.
Her.
The future head of the Kuja.
Reduced to this—
Just from watching a video.
!Σ(￣□￣;)
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