5-5 Who Are You?

There's no sign of any Reishi manipulation or Kido usage.

Curse you, Mayuri Kurotsuchi. What have you done with my body?

Now, now, you can't just go around messing with other people's specimens.

You know, I was surprised that you Soul Reaper dullards were even able to analyze the Garganta. For that, I commend you.

For such an easy task? Do not patronize me. Who are you, anyway?

What? Have you gone mad?

Not even I can get a clear read on you. Of course, I could propose my own theories, but I would rather they not be proven correct.

Pffft! Hahaha! Well said! Yes, my existence would be hard for you to comprehend!

And now, the great Szayelaporro Grantz stands before the very man that had supposedly sent him to his death!

How unfortunate. I had hoped that my theory would not be correct. So, once again, who are you?

I never knew that you were one to make such jokes. Or is that your sarcastic way of saying you have long forgotten the name of your specimen after analyzing it?

One hundred years.

Huh?

In his mind, at least a hundred years must have passed between the time I administered the superhuman potion to Szayelaporro Grantz and the moment my blade pierced his heart.

Did you experience those one hundred years?

Part of your Reishi separated from your soul and passed through the gates of Hell.

If you really are Szayelaporro, I'm interested to know how you managed to break out of your chains and throw the Kushanaada off your trail.

What?

So, you can't tell me, hm? I fear that means my theory has been proven correct.

When did you start to think that you were Szayelaporro Grantz?

Running won't do you any good. I set up a seal using some Negacion threads before you entered this space. I severed them from you, in fact.

Wha...

Well, it matters not what you do. Run or walk if you like. To be frank, proving my theory correct was the last thing that I wanted to do.

It's simply too obvious a conclusion. Where's the fun in that?

What are you talking about?!

I'll start from the end, then.

You are not Szayelaporro Grantz. You are only a collection of Reishi filled with imperfect copies of his memories and knowledge.

In modern terms, you would be called a glitch shaped from the Reishi around us. You are not Szayelaporro Grantz.

Don't...lie...to...me.

What would I gain from that? Besides, the one that I am interested in is that skull-faced woman, not you.

The skull-faced woman? Who, Roka?

Oh, so her name is Roka! Thank you for telling me what I should label her operating table and restraints with.

Screw you! Are you saying that a tool like her is worth more than I am?! I made that deadweight!

You make me almost miss the real you. At least his brain was superior. The only thing you've managed to capture perfectly is his annoying personality.

And what is there to gain from comparing yourself to a tool? This isn't about you being inferior or not.

I am saying that I am more interested in the tool that will have some merit in experimenting on, rather than some incompetent, self-proclaimed scientist.

Wha...

You bore me. Go on, get out of my sight and die somewhere else.

Goodness, he couldn't even make a proper copy of himself. Our Kageroza turned out much better than that.

Ah!

What are you spacing out for, you dunce?! Hurry up and measure the remaining Spiritual Pressure!

Yes, Master Mayuri. My apologies.

He abandoned his body? Interesting. That imitation might just succeed if he tries hard enough.