Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

A gentle stream of spiritual energy instantly flowed into his body through his palm. The originally chaotic and clashing spiritual power actually began to flow in the same direction, just like combed silk threads. The spiritual pressure around him also rose, and even his hair was blown about by the spiritual energy, fluttering slightly.

“Remember,” Harry’s voice rang in his ears, with a hint of reminder, “don’t rely on the power of the array; it only helps you see your true potential.”

When Ichigo Kurosaki looked up again, he was shocked to find that the captain of the 10th Division was no longer there.

He took a deep breath, feeling very grateful to Harry, but now was not the time to think about that; saving Lucia was the primary concern.

So he continued rushing toward the Palace of Repentance.

What Ichigo Kurosaki didn't notice was that Harry hadn't left; he was standing on the wall not far from him.

However, he was not alone; beside him was a beautiful black cat with glossy black fur.

Harry turned his gaze away from Ichigo Kurosaki as he walked away and focused it on the black cat beside him.

………………

At the top of the gray palace wall, a cat with black fur as smooth as silk curled up into a fluffy ball, its amber pupils narrowed into crescent moons, while the tip of its tail restlessly hooked a falling cherry blossom petal, swaying gently as if playing.

Yoruichi Shihouin pressed his paw against the cool brick wall, his eyes glued to Harry beside him.

At this moment, Harry was looking in the direction where Ichigo Kurosaki had gone, trying to figure out why Harry Potter, the mysterious captain of the 10th Division, was helping Ichigo Kurosaki.

As for how to conduct the investigation, that was incredibly simple for her.

If you simply pretend to be a cat and stay next to Harry Potter, you'll soon figure out why.

After all, no one is wary of an adorable cat!

With a century-old memory of pretending to be a cat, Yoru Shihouin had thoroughly mastered the techniques of pretending to be a cat by early morning.

Seeing that Harry had looked away, it deliberately leaned its body over the edge of the wall to attract Harry's attention.

She deliberately dangled her front paws in the air, looking just like a curious yet timid kitten.

Sure enough, Harry quickly looked over, and it controlled its fur, which seemed to stand up slightly in a few strands because of Harry's gaze.

To Yoruichi's surprise, Harry didn't come forward to touch her, but instead looked her up and down, as if he had noticed something unusual.

Upon discovering this scene, Yoru Shihouin shrank into an even rounder ball, revealing only half of his face. His amber eyes were filled with innocence, and he even let out a soft meow.

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a deliberately exaggerated childish tone, completely different from her usual crisp and sassy voice.

Although no one noticed her cute behavior, Yoruichi Shihouin still felt somewhat embarrassed.

She wouldn't normally do this, but in order to gain Harry's trust, she had no choice but to.

As if her actions had actually worked, Harry muttered to himself, seemingly genuinely believing it to be a stray cat commonly found in Seireitei: "How did this cat end up here?"

Yoruichi seized the opportunity and immediately began to add more scenes.

She first carefully rubbed the tip of her nose against Harry's outstretched index finger, making soft gurgling sounds in her throat, just like a well-behaved cat being stroked.

Then she deliberately lost her balance, her claws lightly scraping against the brick wall, and her body tilted towards Harry as if she were about to fall down at any moment.

Sure enough, when he saw the cat about to fall, Harry instinctively reached out to catch the clumsy little cat.

Just as Harry's hand was about to touch her, Yoruichi suddenly pulled back, her claws gripping the brick wall tightly, revealing only her wet, amber eyes.

Now that she has successfully won over the newcomer, Yoruichi Shihouin doesn't want to be casually played with by Harry. It would be fine if it were a girl, but if it were a man, she'd rather not.

After doing all this, Yoruichi Shihouin continued to watch Harry's reaction to see what he planned to do.

But to her surprise, Harry didn't approach her to continue hugging and stroking her. Instead, he smiled and grinned.
"Senior Shihōin, stop playing around."

The black cat on top of the palace wall froze. The cry of "Yoruichi-senpai, stop playing around!" hit her thoughts like a pebble, creating a huge wave of shock!
Yoruichi Shihouin's tail gradually touched the ground, her amber pupils widened instantly, her ears under her black fur stood up straight uncontrollably, the soft purring sound that had been just moments before stopped abruptly, and her cute appearance vanished like a burst bubble.

She instinctively tried to play dumb, lightly rubbing her paws against the brick wall, then curled her body back into a ball, letting out a muffled meow in her throat, attempting to get away with it.

How can it be?

Her cat-disguise skills fooled even Byakuya Kuchiki and Sosuke Aizen, so how could this kid recognize her?

But the next second, Harry's voice came again, this time with a hint of helplessness and a barely perceptible smile: "Yoruichi Shihouin, stop playing around."

This time, the word "senior" was dropped; they simply called him by his name.

Yoruichi's black fur stood on end; she could no longer keep up the act.

She leaped abruptly from the palace wall, her spiritual pressure surging the moment she landed. Her black fur disappeared, replaced by a familiar black outfit, her silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, and her amber eyes, which had held no trace of innocence, were now filled with a fiery mix of shame and anger.

"When did you find out?!" Yoruichi's voice was laced with gritted teeth as she stood with her hands on her hips, staring at Harry not far away, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Just now, she pretended to be a timid black cat, rubbed against his fingers playfully, and even deliberately staggered to act cute. He actually saw all of these embarrassing things!

She stepped forward, tapped Harry's chest with her fingertip, and said in a tone full of resentment:

"I looked so much like a cat just now, and I even suppressed my spiritual pressure to the lowest level. How could you possibly recognize me?"
"Tell me! Did you know I was here all along, and deliberately wanted to see me embarrass myself?!"

Remembering how she had just stroked Harry's fur and pretended to stumble and rub against his hand, Yoruichi's ears turned even redder, and her voice rose a few decibels:
"Don't try to get away with this! If you don't explain yourself clearly, I... I'm not letting this go today!"

Harry looked at her, both angry and embarrassed, and couldn't help but smile. He reached out and gently brushed her fingertips away.

"From the moment you appeared in my life, you started deliberately getting close to me." He paused, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes:
“Ordinary cats won’t rub against a person’s wrist precisely, nor will they keep their eyes on the spiritual pressure flow at the center of the array while I’m setting it up. Only Yoruichi Shihouin can pretend to be a cat while keeping an eye on the flow of spiritual pressure.”

“Also,” Harry added, “when you meowed just now, there was a slight leak of spiritual pressure in the last syllable, though it was very faint, but it didn’t fool me.”

Yoruichi was so angry she almost jumped up and down. All her carefully planned details of pretending to be a cat had become a fatal flaw, exposing her true identity! She glared at Harry, speechless for a long time, finally only managing a snort before turning her face away.

"You're something else! But don't you dare tell anyone about what happened today!"

Cherry blossoms were still falling softly beneath the palace walls. Yoruichi suppressed her anger and embarrassment, her hair swaying gently as she turned around, her amber eyes now showing a hint of seriousness.

She watched Harry's gaze drift in the direction Ichigo had gone, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing her cuffs, her tone hardening:
"You're clearly the captain of the Gotei 13. By the rules, you should be stopping the Ryoka. Why are you helping Kurosaki Ichigo? Aren't you afraid of being targeted by the Central 46?"

Harry looked away, not answering immediately, but instead looked up towards the direction of the Penitentiary, where the spiritual pressure was still cold and oppressive, as if shrouded in an invisible haze.

He calmly replied, "I'm not helping Ichigo Kurosaki, I'm helping Rukia. Rukia is my friend, and I can't bear to see her die."

Yoruichi raised an eyebrow, leaned against the palace wall, and crossed her arms: "It seems you care a lot about Rukia, even because she dared to defy the Central 46!"

Harry's tone was calm yet firm, "Central 46? Heh..."

Yoru Shihouin's expression was strange; she sensed something amiss from Harry's attitude.

As a team leader, even if he had some dissatisfaction with the Central 46th Academy, he should not have shown it in front of outsiders, let alone ridiculed the Central 46th Academy in front of a criminal like her.

This Harry, who has only served as captain of the 10th Division for the last fifty years, seems to be a bit special.

Thinking of Yoruichi Shihouin, I suddenly felt like I wanted to tell Harry some deeper information.

She usually doesn't tell these captains this information because they would never believe it, wouldn't be able to help them, and might even alert them.

But this special Captain Harry is different; perhaps we could give it a try.

However, Yoruichi Shihouin wouldn't speak directly, but rather indirectly said:
"Captain Harry is quite special. I wonder what your thoughts are on Rukia Kuchiki's trial?"

Harry raised an eyebrow, sensing a hidden meaning in Yoruichi Shihouin's words: "Since you've come to rescue Rukia, you should know that according to the usual rules, Rukia wouldn't have to die. There must be something strange about this verdict."

Harry's answer pleased Yoruichi Shihouin, proving that Harry had indeed noticed something.
She then asked, "So, what does Captain Harry think of Captain Aizen?"

Harry twirled a falling cherry blossom petal between his fingertips, and the petal, touched by spiritual pressure, transformed into tiny spiritual particles.

He looked up at Yoruichi and calmly examined her:

"Captain Aizen? In everyone's eyes, he's probably the easiest captain to get along with among the Gotei 13."

Captain Aizen always had a smile on his face and spoke softly. Even when his team members made minor mistakes, he would only gently remind them, never speaking harshly.

He paused, a hint of seriousness creeping into his voice: "But this gentleness is just too fake."

Harry's words made Yoruichi Shihouin's eyes light up even more: "Oh? Go on."

Harry thought for a moment, then continued:

"During the last joint training session between the captains, Captain Komamura accidentally lost control, and his spiritual pressure affected the members of the Fifth Division. Aizen was standing at the very front, but he didn't use any Kido or Zanpakuto. He protected his subordinates steadily with just his spiritual pressure."

The spiritual pressure he felt at that moment was at least twice that of an ordinary captain, but afterwards he just laughed and said it was just good luck.

After Rukia was captured, I went to the Fifth Division to discuss the verdict with him. He knew perfectly well that the execution time had been shortened again and again, but he only said that the Central 46 had its own considerations, without even a ripple in his eyes.

Have you ever seen someone who truly cares about their colleagues remain so calm in the face of a clearly abnormal execution?

Yoruichi crossed her arms, a knowing glint in her amber eyes, and softly asked:

"Then what do you mean by 'pretending to be weak'?"

“It’s a matter of spiritual pressure.” Harry’s voice deepened.
"He usually keeps his spiritual pressure very low, even weaker than some vice-captains."

But I observed him from the shadows several times and found that when he passed by the Forty-Sixth Chamber, he would unconsciously emit a very faint spiritual pressure with an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The texture of that spiritual pressure was completely different from any captain-level spiritual pressure I had ever seen. It was more like a spiritual pressure that had reached the peak of first-class spiritual pressure, or even surpassed first-class spiritual pressure!

The strangest thing is that Aizen clearly has strength far exceeding that of an ordinary captain, yet he never uses it.

His Zanpakuto, Kyoka Suigetsu, has only shown its hypnotic abilities in its Shikai form to his teammates, but I always felt that it wasn't his full power.

He deliberately disguised himself as gentle and unassuming in combat; what was he hiding? And what was he waiting for?

Yoruichi listened, her fingertips lightly tapping the hidden clasp at her waist, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes:
"You're much more clear-headed than those captains who only look at the surface. Actually, you're not wrong, Aizen's gentleness and weakness are all an act."

What he harbored was an ambition to overthrow the Soul Society, and what he was waiting for was an opportunity, an opportunity that would allow him to completely control everything.

etc……"

Yoruichi Shihouin suddenly noticed something was amiss. She looked Harry up and down, and asked with some confusion:

"Wait, even the Captain-Commander couldn't detect the strange spiritual pressure emanating from Aizen. How did you sense the anomaly on Aizen?"
"Could you perhaps be some kind of special sensory-type Zanpakuto?"

In response to Yoruichi Shihouin's question, Harry grinned and said calmly, "Is it possible that my spiritual pressure is stronger than Aizen's, or even stronger than the Captain-Commander's?"

After carefully examining Harry for a while, Yoruichi from the Fourth Affiliated Hospital finally chuckled and shook her head, saying:

"You're quite amusing; you don't forget to joke even at a time like this."

If your spiritual pressure is stronger than Aizen Sousuke's or even the Captain-Commander's, wouldn't that mean you are the strongest in the Soul Society?

If I remember correctly, you are only around sixty or seventy years old now. Becoming a captain at this age is already extremely talented. If you can possess first-class spiritual pressure, wouldn't you be a monster?
Haha, don't tell me you're the reincarnation of the Spirit King!

Yoruichi Shihouin patted Harry on the shoulder, then leaped away in the direction Ichigo Kurosaki had gone:
"Captain Harry, I'm off to be Ichigo Kurosaki's bodyguard. Your joke was hilarious. We'll meet again later, and then I'll tell you the specific plan to defeat Aizen."

Harry didn't argue, his gaze deep and unfathomable as he watched Yoruichi Shihouin's figure gradually transform into a cat. (End of Chapter)