Death: Then stood in the sky.

Yoruichi Shihōin stopped laughing. She was silent for a few seconds, then burst into a thunderous laugh.

"Tetsuzhai, you're an idiot too."

Sweat poured down his face; he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. He roared, "Hado #88: Flying Dragon Strikes the Tomb!"

The turbulent spiritual energy was restrained by the immense spiritual pressure, transforming into a pillar of light that scorched the air, and flew away at an unparalleled speed.

The response to it was a slash.

The moment the sword fell, the blue electricity transformed into a most violent pillar of lightning, piercing straight through the flying dragon wielding the diamond-shaped iron sword.

The iron-clad man's gaze was horrified.

In that instant, he suddenly remembered the battle he fought with Aizen decades ago.

To be precise, it wasn't a battle. He simply threw a Kido at Aizen in one direction, and Aizen easily blocked the attack with the Kido No. 81, Danku, which was done without chanting—he didn't even turn around!

The same powerlessness refers to oneself.

The same ease refers to the other person.

"You still say you're not Aizen!"

Goryu Tessai's breathing became rapid: "Final Song - Forbidden Swastika..."

"alright--"

A hand suddenly pressed down on his hand.

"Store manager!"

"I told you, Iron Chamber, calm down."

Kisuke Urahara, pressing down on his fisherman's hat that was being blown about by the strong wind, said in a helpless tone, "Think back to the point, if the other party really was Aizen, was it necessary to go through all this trouble with us?"

Kisuke Urahara admitted that he had indeed lost his composure for a moment, but after regaining his senses, he immediately realized that he had been tricked by Seiji Ukitake again.

This is retaliation.

Revenge for one's own testing.

That's really holding a grudge...

Tessai's gaze kept shifting between Yoruichi Shifūin and Seiji Ukitake, and then he blushed as he looked at Yoruichi Shifūin, who was laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up and was even kneeling on the ground, banging her head against the floor.

What kind of young man is this from Akaishi!

"Would you like to see my Zanpakuto again?" Seiji asked calmly.

“Who would dare to look?” Kisuke Urahara sighed. “I’m even worried that when I wake up in the middle of the night, I might see a dark figure crouching by the window.”

"I actually did think that way." Qing Si looked at him in surprise, not expecting that the other person could guess what he was thinking.

Indeed, geniuses do share common ground.

"Please don't do that, it's terrifying." Kisuke Urahara started sweating again. No wonder he was learning from Retsu Unohana; her cunning and manipulative ways were exactly like that woman's.

“Let’s go back to our room now. Please follow me.” Kisuke Urahara walked towards the steps. After a few steps, he suddenly slapped his forehead. “That’s right, the Iron House.”

"I'm here, manager." Wo Ling Tiezhai, who was following behind, straightened his expression. It seemed that the manager had some important task to assign him again. He knew that this family couldn't function without him.

"You don't need to come along."

"what?"

Kisuke Urahara smiled and said, "This place is quite badly damaged, so I'll have to ask you to come and fix it."

I looked up at the cracked dome and then glanced at the underground space filled with ruins.

The iron bowl in the window is getting hot; I need to go to the windowsill now to do a standing long jump.

This place should just close down!

I'm running away from home tonight!

......

Back in the room.

Once Seiji and Yoruichi Shifuin sat down, Kisuke Urahara began busily preparing tea.

Seeing that Qing Si had pushed the teacup forward, he smiled knowingly and walked over with the teapot.

"Actually, I have another request."

With a whoosh, the teacup was taken back, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Urahara Kisuke: "..."

"There's no need to be so sensitive. I really only have one request this time."

Aoji's mental state collapsed.

Only you...!

Never mind, I need to calm down.

It's not about who Urahara Kisuke is; it's about giving him face.

"Help me deal with Aizen."

"puff!!!"

The tea she was drinking sprayed out. Aoshi stood up and scooped the bewildered Nel into his arms: "Goodbye."

It's better not to give them face.

Kisuke Urahara wiped the tea off his face and said, "The Hogyoku is with you."

Qing Si returned to his original spot and sat up straight: "Explain in detail."

"Can you help me now?"

"Theoretically speaking, it is possible."

Kisuke Urahara's blood pressure began to spike, threatening to overtake his spiritual pressure. He realized he had overestimated Seiji's integrity—or rather, underestimated his cunning.

Looking at this young man even once feels like it would shorten my lifespan.

"Don't worry, I don't want you to become Aizen's enemy right now." Kisuke Urahara, fearing that Seiji would turn on him, put on armor for himself first. He knew that this abstract young man was actually capable of doing this; if it meant a fight to the death, he would leave tonight.

"I just want to ask you to lend a hand in a crucial moment."

At this point, still worried that Seiji might turn against him, Kisuke Urahara continued to fold his armor: "Imagine, the entire Gotei 13 are our own people. With so many captains and vice-captains, even Aizen should be wary of them, right?"

Aoshi wore a tense expression reminiscent of Teacher Dafei.

Yes, yes, yes, it is indeed quite frightening.

Apart from Captain Yamamoto and Retsu Unohana, the rest can basically be taken down with a single slash, right?

Oh right, we need to remove the Soul King's health bar—Hinamori Momo.

This is truly a one-hit kill; it is said that Aizen fused with the Hogyoku in order to gain the power to empty his health bar.

Aokiji looked at Urahara Kisuke.

Urahara Kisuke also looked at Aoji.

Their eyes met.

After a long silence, Kisuke Urahara suddenly asked suspiciously, "You don't actually want to help me, do you?"

Aoshi looked puzzled: "You could tell that? Oops... I accidentally blurted out what was on my mind."

"..."

Then don't say it out loud, you brat!

At least leave me something to remember you by!

Don't think I can't see through you. You're saying this on purpose to make me angry so you can inherit my Urahara Shoten, right?

Kisuke Urahara was about to break down. How could this young man be so difficult to deal with? He wouldn't listen to any of his nonsense.

His breathing became visibly rapid, and his temples began to throb.

But wanting to make a good first impression on Ukitake Seiji, he quickly changed his mind: "How about this, I'll give you another piece of my research..."

Five items.

“Research that will be helpful to her.” Kisuke Urahara pointed at Nel.

"make a deal!"

Chapter 47 Nel's Transformation Device

So why wasn't this cunning brat killed by Unohana Retsu?

How could that terrifying being tolerate this guy courting death right under its nose?

Does she spoil this guy that much?

Kisuke Urahara was both bewildered and deeply shocked, because he had come to realize how persistent this young man was, and how he wouldn't act unless there was something in return.

They did offer some benefits...

"You'll help me, right?"

Kisuke Urahara looked expectantly at Seiji Ukitake, feeling that he had performed perfectly; after all, the other should have felt his good intentions...

Aoshi looked up and gave a business-like smile.

Kisuke Urahara laughed along, giggling.

However, the next sentence completely shattered Kisuke Urahara's composure.

"It depends on the situation. It's not that we shouldn't help, but we should help slowly, gradually, and rhythmically, letting those who are able to help first, so that the earlier help can influence the help of others..."

Kisuke Urahara's smile froze.

He had a bad feeling and immediately said, "Then my research will depend on the situation."

Aoshi looked at him with disdain: "You're a liar."

Upon hearing this, Kisuke Urahara almost coughed up blood. He pointed a trembling finger at Seiji.

How can someone be so shameless!

I see the situation as a breach of trust, while you see it as a matter of keeping your word, right?

Kisuke Urahara was defeated; he felt that today's meeting might have been a mistake.

Suddenly I felt a little regretful.

But now that things have come to this... this is probably the only way.

Thinking of the terrifying oppressive feeling emanating from that man who always presented a gentle smile, Kisuke Urahara sighed inwardly: "Aizen is not so easy to deal with."

At the very least, you can't do it on your own.

That man's intelligence was no less than his own, and his strength was far greater.

The combination of these two elements creates a devastating gap.

And then there's that knife that plunges people into the abyss...

With his playful expression gone, Kisuke Urahara said seriously, "You should already be aware of the danger level of Kyoka Suigetsu. This sword's ability is complete hypnosis. Anyone who sees its Shikai will have no power to resist in front of Kyoka Suigetsu. It is a terrifying Zanpakuto without any flaws..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qing Si interrupted him: "Who said there are no flaws?"

Urahara Kisuke: "???"

He paused for a second, then suddenly widened his eyes, revealing a shocked expression.

A terrible thought surfaced in my mind.

Could it be—

Has Seiji Ukitake discovered a way to break the illusion of a mirage?!

Kisuke Urahara's breathing suddenly became heavy.